I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1316 - 908 Hey, wake up

Chapter 1316: 908 Hey, wake up

Second Ring.

A Hongqi quietly parked at the entrance.

Inside the deep courtyard.

Song Chaoge stared absentmindedly at the desolate courtyard,

"Mr. Song, any results yet?"

Beneath the eaves.

The woman sitting with him had long hair cascading to her waist. She lifted her wrist to brew tea, exuding an innate allure.

Song Chaoge withdrew his gaze and turned his head.

Of course, he couldn’t admit he’d gained nothing— the more powerful one is, the more they care about saving face.

He stared at the vapor rising from the tea.

The fragrance was genuine enough.

But in the midst of the sweltering summer,

drinking hot tea?

Of course.

Perhaps it was because this courtyard was so cold, noticeably several degrees lower than the outside temperature.

"Miss Fujiwara, what do you think is the intention behind Great Wall’s actions?"

The woman, with hair as smooth as satin, set down the teapot and slowly pushed the teacup forward. "What does Mr. Song think?"

Song Chaoge shook his head. "I truly don’t understand."

"If even Mr. Song cannot understand, how could I possibly provide an answer? As I mentioned last time, only Great Wall knows its own intentions. If it were in Shenzhou’s terms, Mr. Song and Miss Cao could almost be called childhood sweethearts— why not let the parties themselves provide clarity?"

Expressionless, Song Chaoge reached out and pinched the rim of the teacup.

He had considered that, but it hadn’t materialized. A certain Cheng Yaojin, who disregarded all proper procedures, had sabotaged and destroyed the plan.

"Miss Fujiwara’s business acumen is far beyond ordinary. Surely it’s impossible for you not to have some grasp of Great Wall’s intentions."

Song Chaoge raised the teacup and lightly blew on it.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, her charisma overflowing. "Mr. Song flatters me. After all these years of collaboration, I could hardly conceal anything from you. I have indeed pondered Great Wall’s motives for a long time, but I’ve never arrived at a convincing answer."

Song Chaoge silently sipped his tea.

"Hengsheng Group’s financial black hole is shocking. Looking globally, there’s virtually no one willing to take on such a mess. Even with assistance from your honorable country, exerting their utmost efforts, Great Wall would need at least 500 billion to swallow Hengsheng."

The woman sneered playfully, "To spend 500 billion on charity— Mr. Song, who do you think could understand that?"

Exactly.

While it was broadly predictable what measures would follow the acquisition of Hengsheng,

business is about returns.

The financial state of Hengsheng is largely analyzed and known by outsiders. Meilijian has already begun debt collection proceedings against Hengsheng.

To invest such a vast sum to acquire a severely crippled company is indeed no different from charity.

"For now, I can only think of one possibility."

Song Chaoge looked at the captivating face across from him.

The woman smiled and said, "Perhaps Great Wall Group truly just wants to engage in charity."

That was a joke, but not an amusing one.

"Why go to such lengths for charity?"

Song Chaoge spoke objectively and dispassionately: "Why not just donate the money outright?"

"That’s different."

The woman shook her head. "Charitable organizations could embezzle funds. Moreover, injecting such a massive sum directly into the market would undoubtedly cause some degree of inflation."

That was indeed true.

Quantitative shifts lead to qualitative changes.

When thousands of small objectives accumulate, even the wealthiest strata of society cannot ignore it.

Shenzhou’s entire annual GDP was how much?

The woman’s thinking was indeed meticulous, her considerations comprehensive.

"Miss Fujiwara, I didn’t come to you for jokes."

Song Chaoge set the teacup down.

Charity?

Though there seemed to be no other explanation at the moment, he absolutely couldn’t accept this reasoning.

No matter the nationality, the vast majority of philanthropists worldwide merely use charity as a tax evasion strategy.

In other words,

the so-called "charity" is rooted in profit-driven motives.

"I’m merely answering Mr. Song’s question."

The woman’s smile remained unmoved.

"Miss Fujiwara, you don’t seem even the slightest bit nervous?"

"Why should I be nervous?"

Despite her strikingly seductive appearance, her eyes exuded an innocent air. The stark contrast between intellect and allure could easily enthrall anyone, but fortunately, Song Chaoge was likewise a man of firm resolve.

"No matter what Great Wall Group intends to do, if they truly manage to acquire Hengsheng Group, they’re certain to consolidate those unfinished real estate projects. They could then sell them internally at employee prices. When that happens, Kangaroo’s competitiveness will disappear instantaneously, meaning the funds Hippo invested in Kangaroo might very well go up in smoke."

It seemed that intelligent minds often think alike.

Song Chaoge had evidently also conducted comprehensive deliberation and deduced Great Wall’s forthcoming strategy.

"Mr. Song’s analysis is very reasonable."

The woman nodded in agreement, her lighthearted tone implying it was none of her business.

"If Great Wall Group truly just wants to engage in charity, then they’re essentially dragging us into forced philanthropy alongside them."

Song Chaoge cracked a sardonic joke.

The woman gazed toward the shady courtyard in the midsummer heat and softly sighed.

"Even so, we have no way of stopping it. Isn’t that right?"

It’s not frightening to face a smart opponent.

What’s truly terrifying is when your opponent is a lunatic.

Defeating an enemy is not scary. What is scary is when they’re willing to go down with you.

Right now, Great Wall exuded such an aura.

None of them lacked money.

But money doesn’t grow on trees for anyone.

Moreover, the figures involved were staggering.

Song Chaoge lowered his gaze, running his thumb over the rim of the cup.

"With Miss Fujiwara’s brilliance, it’s hard for me to believe you can’t think of a solution."

The woman’s lips curled into a slight smile. "There’s a solution, of course, and it’s plain as day— but it’s simply not feasible."

"Are you still referring to seizing Hengsheng Group, Miss Fujiwara?"

Song Chaoge stated calmly, "Even if it crushes Great Wall, it would serve no purpose, as our losses would only be even more devastating."