I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 140: Demon Queen 140

Chapter 140: Demon Queen 140

"Jiang senior!"

The two beauties DJing in black silk short skirts were swaying their bodies rhythmically on stage, their poses seductive and their eyes flirting, prompting continuous wolf whistles from the crowd below.

Jiang Chen was weaving through the crowd.

Sitting at the bar, Liang Zhenlun caught a glimpse of him, stopped his conversation with the person next to him, and waved with a smile.

Jiang Chen walked over.

"Mr. Jiang."

The man with a brooding aura next to Liang Zhenlun immediately stood up.

"Sit, no need to be so formal."

Jiang Chen smiled amiably, ordered a cocktail from the bar, sat down on the high stool, and looked at the guy with concern, "How’s the injury?"

"It’s almost healed."

Indeed.

This man was none other than Bai Haoran, who had once inflicted a painful wound on himself.

Jiang Chen nodded.

"Your drink."

The bartender handed over a colorful liquid.

"Thanks."

"Senior Jiang, that kid Ruan Guang has already compensated you for the money, right?"

"Mhm."

Jiang Chen took a sip of his drink, head lowered.

"Haha, that kid is really dumb. All those years of schooling were for nothing, not even reading a contract before signing. His family is probably going to suffer because of him this time."

Liang Zhenlun chuckled darkly, without a hint of guilt.

He and Ruan Guang weren’t particularly close to begin with. Besides, in adult relationships, interests are foundational.

Between an average student with no utility value and the unfathomable Jiang Chen, choosing between them was a no-brainer even for a fool.

Jiang Chen glanced at Bai Haoran, who was silent.

He naturally preferred not to pry into matters of the "underworld." Moreover, since Ruan Guang had damaged his watch and he had accepted compensation, as far as he was concerned, the matter was closed. How it developed from there had nothing to do with him.

"I have a question."

"Senior Jiang, please ask."

"Do you know someone named Sun Watermelon... no, Sun Xiyu?"

Liang Zhenlun’s eyes showed contemplation.

"Senior Jiang, are you talking about the Crown Prince of the Fulian Group?"

Jiang Chen, of course, was unaware of the surname and given name of the Crown Prince of the Fulian Group, and added, "His family runs a hotel."

"That must be him."

"What kind of person is he?"

As the saying goes, it’s necessary to guard against others’ malice even if one doesn’t harbor it.

If the competition was fair and square, Jiang Chen wouldn’t care, but he was afraid of any underhand tactics, with someone hiding in the shadows and taking potshots.

After all, the two sitting next to him had given him a vivid lesson in the past. Had it not been for Li Shuru stepping forward, he might still be lying sadly on a hospital bed.

A lesson from the past must guard one for the future.

"I’ve only heard of him, I don’t actually know him, but his reputation seems decent."

In front of Jiang Chen, Liang Zhenlun naturally didn’t dare to boast. He might be able to throw his weight around at East Sea University, but outside, he certainly wasn’t much of a figure, at least not one who could integrate into Sun Xiyu’s circle.

Society is a pyramid. Millionaires want to meet multimillionaires, who would do anything to get into the circle of billionaires. Once at the level of billionaires, they aspire to mingle with the powerful elite ruling the roost. Each step presents a hurdle.

"Senior Jiang, why are you inquiring about him?"

Jiang Chen took a sip of his drink.

"Nothing much, he used to pursue Li Shuru and failed. Now it seems he wants to try again, so I wanted to know more about him. To know your enemy and know yourself, and you will never be in peril."

Liang Zhenlun was surprised.

"Sun Xiyu pursued Li Shuru?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

Liang Zhenlun was not an all-knowing sage, and he wasn’t very familiar with Li Shuru either, so it wasn’t surprising that he was unaware of the situation.

"The Sun Family still has some strength, although they can’t compare with giants like First Travel Ju Jia, Huazhu, and Jinjiang International, but their assets are also close to ten billion."

Liang Zhenlun had already roughly understood the situation, and as he spoke, he stealthily observed Jiang Chen’s expression.

He still couldn’t make an accurate estimate of Jiang Chen’s family wealth, so he wanted to take this opportunity to get a glimpse of the truth.

Faced with such a formidable competitor, one would expect at least some emotional fluctuation, but disappointingly, or rather astonishingly, the other party was composed, tasting his wine with ease. Was it that his control over his expressions was too good, or did he truly not see the Sun Family, who had founded the Fuli Group, as a threat?

If it was the latter...

Liang Zhenlun shivered inwardly.

Then this infamous bootlicker was perhaps hiding far too deep.

"Jiang Senior, have you met Sun Xiyu yet?"

Liang Zhenlun probed tentatively.

"Not yet."

Jiang Chen shook his head and smiled faintly, "But I suppose it’s only a matter of time before we do meet."

What’s called the composure of a great general?

This is exactly it.

He’s not even afraid of Sun Xiyu.

Liang Zhenlun couldn’t help but fall into severe self-doubt, wondering how he had dared to snatch someone’s girl and, moreover, actually succeeded!

"Jiang Senior, if you need it, I can try to find out more..."

"Thanks."

Jiang Chen raised his glass to him.

"Don’t mention it."

Together with Bai Haoran, the three of them drank.

"Young Master Jiang, should I call some girls over?"

It was somewhat dull for three guys to sit and drink together, so Bai Haoran made a tentative suggestion.

"Forget it, many who come here to play are students from East Sea University, it wouldn’t leave a good impression."

Jiang Chen declined the offer graciously.

The Demon Queen was quite close to East Sea University, just about fifteen minutes by car, and almost every day East Sea students frequented the place.

"Brother Bai, Senior Jiang is considered a paragon of study in our school and holds himself to very high standards. We shouldn’t ruin his image."

Liang Zhenlun joked mildly.

"Bang!"

Just as Liang Zhenlun finished speaking, a girl came stumbling over, lost her footing, and bumped into his back.

Although Liang Zhenlun was respectful towards Jiang Chen, he was not someone with a good temper in front of others. Bumped into without warning, he was about to lose his temper when he turned and saw that it was a girl, his anger momentarily paused, but his tone was still not very polite.

"Don’t you have eyes when you walk?"

"I-I’m sorry..."

The round-faced girl hurriedly retreated and immediately apologized. When she looked up and saw Liang Zhenlun’s face, a hint of surprise appeared in her panicked eyes.

It seemed that she recognized Liang Zhenlun.

"It’s you?"

Hearing this, Liang Zhenlun, who was about to scold her, paused mid-sentence and turned his head in surprise to look at Jiang Chen, puzzled, "Senior Jiang, you know her?"

"I’ve seen her before."

Jiang Chen didn’t know how to explain.

His memory was good; this girl was clearly the same one from last time who went with Luo Peng to chase after Luo Li’er, sitting right next to Luo Li’er.

After reading the love letter, he had spoken to her.

She saw him and, like a drowning person clutching at a straw, didn’t bother with pleasantries and quickly grabbed his arm, gasping for air and pleading, "Senior Jiang, please save Li’er!"

Jiang Chen was taken aback.