I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1070 - 747 Hippo, Bian Zaide

Chapter 1070: 747 Hippo, Bian Zaide

"Send me your card number."

Great Wall Group.

Having chaired the establishment meeting of the new business division, Jiang Chen received a text message.

The backbone members of the takeaway new division filed out, their spirits high.

Jiang Chen sat down with his phone, sent a question mark deliberately playing dumb.

"My parents brought the money over."

"Not enough."

Jiang Chen’s "ruthless" reply.

"I know it’s not enough, that’s all my family can take out for now, I’ll pay you back the rest later."

"Then wait until you’ve saved enough to give it all at once."

"..."

A string of ellipses came back, followed by more messages popping up.

"I’m going back tomorrow."

Jiang Chen knew the hospital had sent a notification; Ai Qian had already completed her discharge procedures.

"Take good care of yourself and remember to go to the hospital for regular check-ups."

The other party sent an ok emoji.

"I won’t say goodbye to you specifically."

Jiang Chen’s fingers paused on the screen, and after a while, he typed, "Congratulations on starting the second Chapter of your life."

"[Laughing emoji]"

Then again "typing", the indicator appearing and disappearing, cycling several times, before a string of words burst forth.

"Ai Qian 2.0 is online. Full power."

Jiang Chen’s mouth couldn’t help but curve into a smile, "Have a smooth journey."

"Flying by plane, that might not be quite appropriate."

"Have a safe trip."

Jiang Chen was quick to correct himself, but it still didn’t seem quite right.

Ai Qian didn’t fuss over it.

"Thank you, don’t work too hard, remember your original dream, so when it’s time to relax, don’t be too harsh on yourself."

The original dream was merely to find a high-paying job, to have a house of one’s own.

Now it all seemed so trivial.

When they were together in college, Ai Qian had said something similar to Jiang Chen, who worked part-time from dawn to dusk during the holidays.

It felt like a lifetime ago.

Some people only care about how high you fly, never if you’re tired from the flight.

The start of the story always seems warm and beautiful.

"Luo Peng often says no one knows better than me how to slack off."

"I just saw him on an online news piece last time."

No surprise.

After all, as the CEO of Tianci Capital, Luo Peng is now a rising young entrepreneur in East Sea, also a member of the Donghai Commerce Association, often interviewed by the media.

"He seems more stable now than before."

It’s not quite right to say every Jack has his Jill; it’s only that Luo Peng’s loyalty as a brother to Jiang Chen was not misplaced.

"Of course, on the news, but in reality, he’s still the same, nothing has changed."

Jiang Chen candidly revealed his friend’s true colors.

News.

Reality.

A joking remark, yet invisibly highlights the gulf between them now.

Yes.

Once classmates under one roof, so what?

The next meeting, probably only through the news media.

"Do you think if I leak some of his scandalous stories from his student times, the emerging business star, I could catch some traffic?"

"I fully support you with both hands."

After joking for a few sentences, the two of them tacitly stopped chatting, neither replying anymore.

The screen went dark.

Jiang Chen put down his phone, turned his head, his gaze passing through the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The sunset clouds at the edge of the sky like the paintings of youth.

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"I’ll carry it."

The taxi stopped next to the airport.

Wei Chuyin took the luggage before Ai Qian could.

"Give it to me."

Mr. Ai took the suitcase, "Chuyin, are you really not coming with Qian Qian to visit us for a few days? You’ve taken care of her for so long, we haven’t even had a chance to thank you properly."

"Uncle, you shouldn’t say such things, Ai Qian and I are just like sisters; her healthy discharge is fulfilling my biggest wish."

"Dad, it’s almost Chinese New Year. Doesn’t Chuyin need to go home and spend time with her parents?"

"That’s true."

Mrs. Ai nodded and invited, "Chuyin, if you have a chance after the New Year, come and visit us."

"Of course, auntie, I will definitely visit."

The atmosphere was good.

Everyone chatted and laughed.

Ai Qian pressed down her brown knitted cap, thinking of growing her hair back, at least that was a matter of a few months later.

On the way to the airport entrance, Wei Chuyin occasionally looked around.

"What are you looking at?"

Wei Chuyin slowed down, glanced at Mr. and Mrs. Ai ahead, and whispered to Ai Qian beside her, "Isn’t Jiang Chen coming?"

Ai Qian shook her head lightly, "I’ve troubled him enough this time."

To this day.

Wei Chuyin saw the reality, pinning hopes on a reconciliation was now impossible.

"Not even a proper farewell?"

Her voice was very low, so low it was almost like she was talking to herself, but Ai Qian still heard.

"Why be so pretentious?"

Ai Qian smiled. "Besides, I’ve already said my goodbyes to him."

If it weren’t for the accident of falling ill, they might never have seen each other again.

Of course.

Maybe they won’t in the future either.

That is why yesterday, chatting on the phone until the end, no one said the words "see you again."

There’s no such thing as a never-ending banquet in life.

What should be accepted needs to be learned and accepted.

Ai Qian didn’t look around anymore.

The entrance was just a stone’s throw away.

Wei Chuyin took one last look back.

"Let’s go."

Ai Qian said with a smile.

Wei Chuyin retracted her gaze.

The party entered the airport.

"Why don’t you go down?"

In an Audi S8 to the front left of the airport entrance.

Duanmu Liuli voiced her inner confusion.

She came but didn’t get out of the car.

Then why come at all?

She knew Ai Qian and also knew they were classmates, but even as she was gradually getting to understand society, she couldn’t grasp human emotions so quickly.

Emotions, after all, have lured generation after generation since time immemorial, yet who, after thousands of years, can claim to truly understand them?