I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1004 - 715 party (2)_2

Chapter 1004: 715 party (2)_2

Tong Dan ignored his clowning and expressed surprise, "So that’s how it is. I thought as long as one wasn’t sentenced by a court, one had the right to remain silent."

Fang Qing smiled, "The dramas you watch are from Gangcheng; the laws there are different from those on the mainland."

"I get that."

Mao Dun continued with a laugh, "If you tried using Gangcheng’s rules here, our dear and respected police comrades would pull out some major memory recovery technique."

"What’s the major memory recovery technique?"

Tong Dan looked puzzled.

Mao Dun, pretending to be profound, didn’t explain.

She then looked towards Fang Qing and Ding He.

Both legal industry elites merely smiled without speaking.

"Lawyer Ding, perfect timing, I have a few friends whose family companies need to collaborate with a capable law firm like yours. Let’s go, I’ll introduce you."

Ding He looked at his watch.

"Master Mao, how about another day, I..."

"Why delay, isn’t this the perfect opportunity? Lawyer Ding, are you looking down on this little bit of business?"

"Of course not."

"Well then, that settles it."

With that said, Ding He really couldn’t refuse and had to follow Mao Dun.

"Your friend isn’t too bad."

Fang Qing smiled lightly.

"Otherwise, would I be friends with him? Would I come here? Many people have invited me to dinner, but I have never gone."

Tong Dan said with a hint of pride.

Fang Qing looked at her, "Our Tong the Beauty truly has great charm."

Tong Dan glared at her and lifted her glass for a drink.

"These young masters actually have good personalities, but they are all fickle and unreliable; they can only be friends."

"Why do you focus on wealthy men when you aren’t that driven by money?"

"Who says I’m not driven by money? Qing Gege, what do you think I’m flying everywhere day and night for? If not for the salary, I really wouldn’t want to be this tired."

Tong Dan sighed, "You know, my childhood dream was to be a lady of leisure who didn’t have to do anything."

Fang Qing couldn’t help but chuckle, deliberately looking her up and down.

"What are you doing?"

"I think you don’t look like someone who could be a lady of leisure. Those ladies need to be clever first and foremost..."

Tong Dan rubbed her clean, white teeth, "Are you saying I’m dumb?"

"Not at all."

Fang Qing jokingly asked, "Do you think you could bear that kind of grievance?"

Tong Dan looked thoughtful, swirled her glass, and then sighed deeply, "That’s true, expecting a man to be wealthy and completely devoted to you isn’t realistic."

Fang Qing looked around; she clearly knew that her childhood friend was a very astute person.

"But would a man without money really be devoted to you?"

Tong Dan muttered again.

Fang Qing was briefly stunned and had no response.

"Ugh, better not to think about these things. It’s headache-inducing. At worst, I’ll live alone for a lifetime, which doesn’t seem too bad. I can still scam meals and drinks."

Tong Dan revealed a mischievous smile.

Fang Qing chuckled, "You’re twenty now, and you can scam meals and drinks. At thirty, probably still, but what about at forty, fifty? Will there still be people willing to foot the bill?"

That struck deep.

Tong Dan’s smile vanished, and she grimaced.

"Are all lawyers this sharp and harsh?"

Fang Qing was unconcerned, "Stating objective facts is a lawyer’s duty."

"Yes, you’re right, but when I’m old and faded, why would I still need to scam meals and drinks? By then, you’ll surely be wealthy, and I’ll just live off you."

The ultimate dream of every woman:

To marry a wealthy husband.

For a best friend to become rich and successful.

"If I’m still single by then, I have no objections."

Only in front of Tong Dan could she ever make such jokes.

"Yo... yo... yo..."

Tong Dan spoke mockingly, "No worries, if your husband doesn’t agree, I won’t make it difficult. I’ll just seduce your son and I’ll surely treat you well as a mother-in-law."

"Are you sick!"

Despite being a joke, Fang Qing couldn’t help but laugh and curse because of the ludicrous comments.

Tong Dan, as if not hearing anything, looked down and commented to herself while eyeing her best friend’s not-so-exaggerated but still full hips, "You should be able to have a son, right?"

"You’re giving me a headache!"

Though jokes like this were harmless among close friends, and the kind of gossip that could open men’s eyes, Fang Qing still felt embarrassed, her ears burning.

"Qing Gege, there’s nothing to be shy about. We’re 23 already. Many girls our age already have children that can fetch soy sauce. Aren’t you planning on having one? Remember our high school literature committee member? I saw her moments on social media; she even has a second child now."

"Second child? How is that possible!"

"Please, why not? She got married during college. Nowadays, college students getting married and having children can even earn extra credits. You specialized in this field; you should know better than I do."

"But in high school, she seemed so focused on her studies, I never saw her..."

Tong Dan sighed, "You said it, that was high school. People change, especially during college, probably the time when people change the most. Maybe she found true love? Besides, speaking of Jiang Chen, wasn’t he utterly absorbed in his studies during high school, almost insanely? Now, look at him."

"You always mention him. You’re not secretly in love with him, are you?"

Tong Dan paused, then laughed despite herself, "Me, secretly loving him? I’d rather strangle him. You really know how to accuse others."

Fang Qing remained silent but looked at her meaningfully.

Distracted, Tong Dan quickly said, "Hey hey hey, you don’t really suspect me, do you?"

Saying this, she immediately raised her left hand, "I swear to heaven, I have absolutely no interest in that guy..."

"Enough already. If it really thundered, it would ruin the party."

Laughing at herself, Tong Dan found herself at a loss for words.

Fang Qing tactically picked up a snack to taste it; otherwise, this girl would never stop.

"Mr. Mao, sorry, I have something urgent and need to leave."

After being dragged around by Mao Dun for a chat, Ding He finally found an opportunity to excuse himself. Half an hour had passed since he received the call, but the bustling traffic of the Capital City provided a good excuse.

"Mr. Ding, there are still two friends over there..."

"Next time, next time I will host a feast for everyone."

Seeing that he seemed to have an actual emergency, Mao Dun didn’t force him to stay any longer, "Alright then, go and tell Tong Dan and the others."

Ding He nodded, and they turned back.

At that moment.

Outside the villa.

A bright gray HongQi L5 rolled in silently, its limitless price tag and its presense rivalling Rolls Royce gave it an unmatched status in the country.

Mao Dun frowned slightly, curious about who was being so flamboyant.

HongQi L5.

Many here could afford it, but only a few would choose to drive it, as most of the cars parked outside were famously known supercars.

Mao Dun didn’t notice that the famous lawyer beside him had suddenly changed color. Seeing the HongQi L5 stop, Ding He couldn’t afford to greet him and hurried forward.

More baffled now,

Mao Dun saw first a black-dressed driver step out.

Then he went around to the back, bent over and opened the door.

A woman disembarked from the back seat of the L5, presumably around thirty, not particularly beautiful but her well-maintained face filled with an air of superiority.

Ding He quickly approached her with a not-so-pleased look, perhaps because he walked too quickly, making his voice somewhat weak, "... How did you find this place?"

The woman didn’t look at him directly, eyeing the bustling party scene.

"Is this the networking you mentioned?"

"Answer me, how did you find this place?"

Being a prominent lawyer, Ding He reacted quickly.

But the woman didn’t provide an explanation.

"I’ve told you, with your little tricks, never think you can deceive me. Why won’t you listen?"

Ding He’s mind raced, then with indignant eyes, he pulled out his phone, "Are you still monitoring me?"

The woman sternly glanced at him, standing lower but seeming condescending, struck him with a slap without a word.

"Slap!"

From a distance, Mao Dun’s eyebrows twitched, and then he continued towards Tong Dan and Fang Qing.