I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1085 - 754 Boom!_2

Chapter 1085: 754 Boom!_2

After all, in such a global financial hub, if you want to stand out, you must dare to showcase yourself and let others see your excellence.

But at the same time.

There’s an even more important point.

And that is to always understand and keep your position in check!

Joining BlackRock is certainly glorious, but if you flaunt that in front of him, it would be a laughingstock.

"With a trillion US Dollars, Hong Zhi, your income must have increased quite a bit, right?"

Xue Mingqin was somewhat shocked.

Even though money, beyond a certain amount, becomes just a series of digits, this number still greatly challenges the perception of ordinary folks like them.

"Sister."

Zou Luoxia called out, signaling that her elder sister’s question was somewhat inappropriate. Li Shuru’s personality as an aunt seemed to have changed quite a bit; if it were the past, she probably wouldn’t have stopped her, and might have even been eager for her son-in-law to spill the beans on how much he could earn in a year.

It’s still the same old saying.

The more one sees of the world, the more humble they become.

Her last visit to East Sea, truly witnessing her niece’s multimillion-dollar mansion at Spring and Autumn Plaza, had a huge impact on her mindset.

"Hong Zhi, whenever you have the chance, come back to invest more. The domestic environment now is quite superior on a global scale."

Chai Rong spoke out, exhibiting a professional habit, but Xue Shuzhi quickly said, "It’s the Spring Festival, what’s with the official talk?"

Chai Rong immediately dropped the subject.

The Xue Family gathered for a reason.

After a lunch meal, the whole family set out to visit Li Shuru’s father’s grave.

In front of the tombstone.

Jiang Chen bent down and offered a bouquet of flowers.

The man in the photo had died before Jiang Chen’s very eyes; if it were today, he might have many ways to find a suitable heart.

But there are no ifs in this world.

"Actually, heart disease is not difficult to treat abroad."

Liu Hongzhi came over.

At this time, the two "brothers-in-law" finally had the chance to be alone together.

Jiang Chen looked over.

Li Shuru stood quietly beside her mother, seemingly having walked through that deep sorrow.

"How does it feel to work? The corporate culture at BlackRock, it must be quite different from the places you’ve been before, right?"

Jiang Chen withdrew his gaze and asked the pride of Wall Street beside him.

"It’s quite different indeed."

Liu Hongzhi adjusted his glasses, "I used to think that by surviving on Wall Street, I had already seen the most magnificent scenery in the world, but now I’ve realized that there’s still another ladder."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"If you need funds to circulate, don’t be shy." Liu Hongzhi looked at Jiang Chen, earnest in his expression.

"Is the performance pressure great?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"A bit."

Liu Hongzhi said, "If there’s a good project, I can apply for up to a billion US Dollars."

He used to manage assets that seemed to be only fifty million, and now it had become a billion US Dollars.

It was indeed an enormous leap.

"BlackRock won’t accuse you of abusing public power for private gains, right?"

Jiang Chen teased, then gazed at the scenery beyond the hillside, "Your uncle just mentioned something you might consider. Take a look domestically, this place is always suitable soil for investment."

Italy.

Sicily.

Piazza Novena.

The Fang family encountered compatriots who were also traveling here by happenstance, and the two parties shared a table, talking and laughing heartily.

According to the prize itinerary, they could only stay for three days in Sicily, and today was the last day.

Fortunately, Fang Qing had done her research and briskly covered almost all of Sicily’s scenic spots during these days - Piazza Novena was their last stop.

"That chubby little boy is really cute."

The family they shared a table with was a three-person household; the child was two years old, and they took the opportunity of the Spring Festival to travel.

Pan Hui had been holding the child earlier, struggling to let go.

It makes sense.

At a certain age, one yearns for the joy of family,

"If you like kids so much, why don’t you have your daughter give you one?"

Fang Weiguo said.

Pan Hui didn’t speak, just let out a deep sigh.

The couple might quibble, but the tacit understanding they formed over half a lifetime was there, naturally and seamlessly coordinating.

"Mom and Dad, I’ve been both the guide and the translator, no merits but surely some hard work, right? Can’t you let me off the hook?"

Fang Qing smiled helplessly.

"That girl just now is only a year older than you, yet her child is already two years old. Do you not feel envious?"

Pan Hui quickly said, but who knew her daughter would answer so decisively, "Not envious at all, I think my current state of life is quite good."

"Then why were you so happy playing with her child just now?"

"I like kids just as much as you do."

Fang Weiguo immediately said, "Then hurry up and have one. Your own child is always more adorable than others."

Fang Qing was both amused and exasperated.

It seems all parents are like this.

While you’re studying, they urge you to do well. Once graduated, they push you to find a good job, and when you’re working, they start pressuring you to marry and have children. There’s always an endless supply of worries.

"Dad, do you think it’s like a hen laying eggs? Is having children that simple? And it’s not like raising a pet. Even if it’s about raising pets, it’s usually enjoyable when you see others do it."

"Nonsense."

Pan Hui quickly chastised, "What kind of thinking is this? How can children be compared to pets? Passing on the family lineage is the most important responsibility of a person."

"Mom, I’m a girl."

"What about a girl? It’s not the old days anymore; there’s no distinction between sons and daughters. Your dad and I are still young, if you have a child soon, I can help you take care of them..."

Fang Qing felt a headache coming on, "Can I complete having a child all by myself? Who will I have a child with?"

Pan Hui pretended not to hear, "I’ll give you one more year. If you’re still single next year, you don’t need to come back."

Fang Qing looked towards her father.

Fang Weiguo nodded, "I support your mom’s opinion."

Finally,

He added something as if to suggest an option for his daughter,

"If all else fails, you can bring that boy Jiang Chen back. He’s accomplished now; I won’t be worried about you suffering."

Fang Qing was slightly stunned, looking at her father and then her mother, she fully understood what her parents were scheming.

Why, out of the blue, did they turn their attention to that guy again?

"Do you guys know..."

Fang Qing instinctively wanted to bring up that drunk incident, to shatter that guy’s perfect impression in her parents’ eyes, but as the words reached her lips, rationality made her stop.

If her parents really found out that they had crossed the childhood friend "boundary", she feared it might backfire horribly.

"Know what?"

Pan Hui looked puzzled.

"Nothing, I’m going to pay the bill."

Fang Qing was not one to meet kindness with ingratitude. That guy had even taken the trouble to send someone for her protection; how could she repay his kindness with enmity?

After paying the bill, she walked back.

To avoid further nagging from her parents, she took the initiative to say, "Don’t talk about it anymore, I promise that before next year’s New Year, I’ll find a boyfriend. Let’s not bring this topic up again, deal?"

"Deal."

Fang Weiguo nodded without hesitation.

Either way, dragging it out for a year is still a year; she didn’t believe that when the time came, her parents could really have the heart to turn her away.

"Qing Qing, it’s not that mom and dad are forcing you, it’s just that the best years for a girl are limited..."

The family of three walked towards the rental car parked at the edge of the plaza.

Different from the others, even with divergent views, Fang Qing didn’t argue back but listened patiently,

As the plaza was bustling with people.

A tanker truck leisurely drove out from an intersection.

Fang Qing’s family got into the car.

"Back to the hotel."

The car started and headed towards the oncoming tanker truck in the opposite lane.

The two vehicles grew closer.

"Crack..."

Due to age or some other reason, an electric pole by the roadside began to lean.

Not only the Fang family inside the car, but even the pedestrians hadn’t noticed.

"Squeak squeak squeak..."

The electric pole tilted more and more, pulling the wires that started to spark with electricity.

The passersby finally realized that something was wrong and looked up. Immediately, some began to shout.

But it was too late.

"Bang!"

The tottering electric pole finally collapsed completely, crashing onto the passing tanker truck, which instantly went out of control.

When the Fang family noticed, all they saw was the fiery truck swerving toward them.

The driver was frozen in shock.

The Fang family was the same.

How could ordinary people have experienced such a scene? Their pupils reflected the increasingly violent blaze.

Onlookers began to gasp with their hands over their mouths.

"Turn right!"

Fang Qing’s reflexes were still sharp; she immediately reached for the dazed driver’s steering wheel.

"Bang!"

The car body shook violently as it was struck, surging forward a good distance, narrowly avoiding the tanker truck.

Covered in cold sweat without realizing it, Fang Qing urgently looked back, only to see the out-of-control tanker truck flip over, crushing another car.

"Boom!"

The fire raged even more fiercely.