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Chapter 1323 - 912 Preaching and Teaching (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)_2

Chapter 1323: 912 Preaching and Teaching (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)_2

As expected!

Even though he had mentally prepared himself, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion when he faced the seemingly ordinary Teacher Cao.

This was billions we’re talking about.

He relied on lick-dog gold.

But him? Not at all.

"You’re the one involved in this. No matter what, you wouldn’t come looking for me though."

Cao Xiugo replied, "If you want money, wait until I finish this class."

He picked up the lesson plan.

"Brother, didn’t I tell you last time? Let Jiang Chen teach a class for you." Cao Jinse immediately spoke up.

Truly rare.

Someone like her actually had moments of currying favor.

It’s only natural to tread carefully when indebted to someone, even between siblings.

But this is your family matter; what does it have to do with me?

Completely unaware beforehand, Jiang Chen felt a bit dumbfounded.

During that visit to Su Da, Cao Jinse did mention something similar in passing, but if he remembered correctly, he certainly hadn’t agreed.

Compared to their first meeting back at Kyoto University, this time, Cao Xiugo’s gaze toward Jiang Chen held subtle change.

Though blindsided, as part of a shared interest group, Jiang Chen had no choice but to feign naturalness, keeping a strained smile.

"This was originally Ma Si’s class. Do you need to take a look at the lesson plan?"

Cao Xiugo kindly suggested.

"Jiang Chen is brilliant, brother, you can relax." Cao Jinse promptly placed the lesson plan on the desk, her trust so resolute that it was quite touching.

"Let’s go. Don’t waste time."

Maintaining his smile, Jiang Chen couldn’t stop his eye from twitching slightly.

On the way to the classroom, watching the limping figure ahead, Jiang Chen deliberately slowed his pace, muttering in a hushed tone: "How hard it would’ve been to give me some advance notice... What if I mess up? I don’t care, but it would be Teacher Cao’s reputation on the line."

Cao Jinse replied earnestly, cutting off Jiang Chen with just four firm words:

"I trust you."

Jiang Chen was speechless, caught between laughter and exasperation.

Indeed.

It wasn’t her fault.

Who could blame her, given his stellar track record up till now?

"Students, today’s class won’t be taught by me. I’ve invited a special friend to spend this session with you. He’s one of our nation’s outstanding entrepreneurs, idealists, and philanthropists. Some of you may have heard his name before. Please welcome Jiang Chen, Mr. Jiang."

Cao Jinse had already found a seat.

In the completely packed lecture hall, her youthful and relaxed demeanor made her blend seamlessly among the hundred-plus students, truly resembling a university student, without the slightest incongruity.

Watching the stiff figure walk up to the podium with a smile only she could perceive as awkward, she was the first to start clapping.

An idealist.

A philanthropist.

Big Brother’s descriptions of this guy were indeed spot-on.

Faced with the sudden change, the students in the lecture hall—true elite prodigies—were understandably caught off guard. But Kyoto University students, being exceptional, didn’t stir havoc or whisper idle gossip. Their curiosity and scrutiny transformed into hearty laughter and applause instead.

"I think I’ve heard of him."

"Jiang Chen! Founder of Great Wall Group!"

"Yes! So young—must be him. The initiator of the latest delivery industry battle!"

After all, this was Shenzhou’s top learning institution. Kyoto students wouldn’t typically spend their days playing video games.

Amidst the surrounding chatter, Cao Jinse rested her chin on her palm, her gaze glimmering as she watched the man on stage.

"Ahem. Very honored. Many thanks to Teacher Cao for this opportunity to spend some valuable moments of life with you all. You can probably tell from my age—I’m not much older than you. So for today’s class, there will be no teachers or students. It’ll simply be a conversation between equals."

The opening lines made Cao Jinse smile knowingly.

This guy’s eloquence—consistently flawless.

Sitting in the very first row, Cao Xiugo also watched on with a smile.

Although forced into this situation, Jiang Chen, unable to retreat, quickly adjusted to the role. An East Sea graduate facing a roomful of Kyoto University students confidently engaged with them.

Regardless of gender.

Confidence is always the most essential trait.

It elevates a person’s aura, turning someone with potentially ordinary looks into a dazzling presence.

Of course.

Jiang Chen was already quite handsome, naturally earning another round of enthusiastic applause.

"Mr. Jiang, are you a Kyoto University graduate?"

A female student was the first to raise her hand to ask, her glasses exuding a scholarly charm that spoke volumes about her intellectual elegance.

"No, I’m not. Kyoto University is an institution I’ve always admired, but I attended East Sea University."

"Was it because your grades weren’t high enough?"

Jiang Chen chuckled honestly, "Certainly."

"Then why didn’t you choose to repeat a year? You’re so talented—surely you could’ve made it into Kyoto University with another try."

Different universities undoubtedly nurture different calibers of students.

"Thank you for your kind words, but I believe that in this life, everything—from the family we’re born into to the school we attend, the career paths we choose, and the people we meet—is the best arrangement."

Jiang Chen spoke calmly but earnestly, immediately earning the true respect of the genius students in the room.

"Mr. Jiang, may I ask one more question?"

To be fair, Jiang Chen felt a bit uncomfortable with the title "teacher," considering himself unworthy. Yet aside from "teacher," there didn’t seem to be a more fitting term for the occasion.

"Of course. As I mentioned earlier, today’s session is open for everyone to speak freely."

"What was your major?"

"Economics."

"Ah, got it. Then I suggest no one asks further questions about economics. Mr. Jiang, I’m done with my question."

The female student sat down, her sharp wit drawing laughter throughout the hall.

Even Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh as well.

Indeed.

Dealing with high-IQ individuals was never straightforward.

"Mr. Jiang."

Another hand went up.

This time, it was another female student, with short, neat hair that reminded Jiang Chen involuntarily of someone.

But without pausing, he smiled and said, "Go ahead."

"Mr. Jiang, Teacher Cao mentioned you’re an extraordinary entrepreneur, idealist, and philanthropist. At such a young age, you’ve achieved so much—what do you think is the biggest reason for your success?"

This question.

It wasn’t particularly challenging.

Fairly positive, even.

It was clearly easy to answer.

Launching into elaborate and awe-inspiring rhetoric about "hard work" would’ve been a typical response. But after some careful thought, Jiang Chen delivered an answer no one could’ve anticipated.

"First and foremost, let’s rule out hard work."

He spoke with a peaceful smile.

His unconventional response instantly piqued interest from all directions.

First row.

Cao Xiugo didn’t bother glancing back at his sister but focused completely on the man who had taken his place, his gaze filled with curiosity.

"Has anyone here read the Tao Te Ching?"

Jiang Chen asked suddenly.

As expected.

Some students actually nodded.

Never underestimate the breadth of knowledge in these genius minds. High IQ means they can learn things faster than most people, and their extra time naturally fills with other interests to digest and explore.

"Let me ask you all a question—do you think getting into Kyoto University was purely the result of hard work?"

The elite students below fell into deep thought.

Some wanted to answer but hesitated.

"To get into Kyoto University, you all are geniuses. Genius requires 99% sweat and 1% talent. But without that bit of talent, even 99% effort would be futile."

Without raising her hand, a student voluntarily stood up—at least showing Jiang Chen respect—and answered.

Yet another female student.

Women holding half the sky—it was evident not just in society but clearly in this classroom as well.

Looking at the enthusiastic interaction from CEO Cao, Jiang Chen maintained his faint smile, nodding approvingly, seeming to agree with her insight. Then, he said calmly, "Please sit."

Satisfied, Cao Jinse returned to her seat without intending to make things difficult.

"As the female student mentioned, if you’ve read the Tao Te Ching, you’ll find that effort doesn’t exist as a concept in its teachings."