I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 186: The strongholds of revolution are often breached from within.

Chapter 186: The strongholds of revolution are often breached from within.

"Hey, what do you guys think Jiang Chen is thinking about? Could it be that he was hit hard by those rich kids yesterday?"

Luo Peng looked at the balcony with suspicion.

After coming back, Jiang Chen seemed off, leaning on the balcony, staring into space, occasionally furrowing his brow, occasionally looking distressed, as if he had some troubling matters on his mind.

"How can that be? Brother Chen isn’t that fragile, and besides, wasn’t he with Li Shuru last night?"

"Exactly, that’s what I was thinking too. Li Shuru left with him last night, which means those rich kids’ sweet talk didn’t work, so why does he still look so down?"

"You go ask?"

Li Shao spoke up.

Luo Peng was thinking the same thing, but before he could go over, Jiang Chen suddenly turned around and walked back.

"Peng Zi, who did you say was your favorite actress again?"

Luo Peng was stunned, a bit baffled, but still replied subconsciously, "Dilireba, right? What about her?"

"Do you think if you went after Dilireba, you’d have a chance at success?"

As soon as Jiang Chen said this, not to mention Luo Peng, even Bai Zheli and Li Shao were somewhat puzzled.

"Jiang Chen, are you kidding me?"

"Didn’t you say before that if Dilireba was willing to marry you, you’d be willing to live ten years less?"

"Five years, I said five years, don’t just up the ante on me."

Luo Peng hurriedly corrected.

"Right, that’s what you said, isn’t it?"

Luo Peng gave a strange look and nodded, "Yes, I did say that, but that was just daydreaming, wasn’t it? Why would someone like her be interested in me?"

The rascal still had some self-awareness.

But Jiang Chen seemed like he was under a spell, staring at him seriously, earnestly saying, "But if you don’t try, how will you know it’s not possible?"

Luo Peng’s words faltered, and he subconsciously exchanged glances with Bai Zheli and Li Shao.

"... Jiang Chen, you haven’t been hit in the head by someone yesterday, have you?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, "No."

"Then why are you asking all these pointless questions?"

"Isn’t Dilireba the goddess of your dreams, as you often say?"

"My dream goddess, it’s not just Dilireba. I like all three Tibetan beauties, oh right, and Pei Yunxi too. If Pei Yunxi was willing to marry me, I’d genuinely be willing to live ten years less."

Luo Peng immediately added, "But is that possible? They are all big celebrities, rich, beautiful, and famous. Think about the kind of people they come into contact with, nearly all social elites, big shots from all walks of life, and us? We don’t even have a chance to meet them, so let’s not daydream about spring and autumn."

Jiang Chen fell silent and seemed to become a bit disheartened.

"Jiang Chen, what exactly happened?"

Even Li Shao noticed something was amiss.

Jiang Chen shook his head, let out a long sigh, and fell silent.

Indeed.

Not to mention Luo Peng, even he himself thought that it was a "spring and autumn daydream."

But the die was cast, and if he didn’t complete the task, the ninety-nine billion nine hundred ninety-nine million plus in his account would remain forever elusive, like a flower in a mirror or the moon reflecting on the water.

Could it be.

He was doomed to stop at being just a "multi-millionaire"?

"Ding."

The sound of a text message notification.

Jiang Chen took out his phone with languid interest.

"Senior Jiang, I have a figure drawing assignment and I need a model. Could you help me out?"

It was Luo Li’er.

Wait a second.

Even though he and that big celebrity were worlds apart, wasn’t he very close to her sister?

"Can, of course I can!"

Jiang Chen didn’t bother chatting with Luo Peng and the others anymore, and quickly replied to the message.

"When? Now?"

Not expecting such enthusiasm from him, it took Luo Li’er a while to reply: "There’s no rush, how about five o’clock?"

"Okay, where?"

"The rooftop garden of the old library, I’ll wait for you there."

Seeing this location, Jiang Chen’s eyes flickered slightly, but he didn’t hesitate, and quickly replied with an "Okay."

————

Five o’clock.

Luo Li’er arrived on time with her sketchpad on her back to keep the appointment. When she entered the rooftop, she found that someone was already there.

"Senior Jiang."

The other person sat on a long bench, seemingly lost in thought, and did not come to until she called out.

"How did you know about this place?"

Jiang Chen stood up and came over to help.

"A classmate told me; I often come here to sketch."

Luo Li’er did not mention that she had encountered him here before.

Jiang Chen helped set up the easel.

"I’ve never modeled for anyone before, what should I do?"

"It’s simple, just sit there and you’ll be fine."

"Okay."

Jiang Chen nodded agreeably, "Shall we start now?"

"Mm, it might take an hour."

"No problem, I’ve already eaten."

Jiang Chen’s smile was warm and his friendliness seemed boundless.

Luo Li’er nodded and felt that his attitude was somewhat strange, as if he was overly enthusiastic.

Even though she took her sister’s wages, there was no need to be like this.

After all, they had made it clear beforehand that this was merely a "collaboration," not a relationship of subordination.

"Senior Jiang, you can move around, it’s okay."

Luo Li’er kindly reminded him.

"Understood."

Luo Li’er picked up the paintbrush.

"Junior Luo, you mentioned last time that you saw me at the entrance of Spring and Autumn Plaza. Does Miss Pei live there?"

"Mm."

This time, Luo Li’er did not hide the fact any longer because, after all, he had already met her cousin, so there wasn’t any need to keep it secret.

"Do you only have Miss Pei as an elder sister?"

Jiang Chen asked again.

"Yes."

Luo Li’er was responsive to questions, after all, he was modeling for her, and sitting there could be boring, chatting could help pass the time.

"As a big star, Miss Pei must be very busy usually, right?"

Jiang Chen probed subtly, step by step.

His unyielding character was honed by a life of adversity; if he had succumbed to difficulties, he wouldn’t have become the well-known bootlicker of the school.

Moreover.

A gold mine was laid out right before him.

Only a fool would give up.

As the saying goes, "To do a good job, one must first sharpen one’s tools."

To win over the target, first and foremost, the groundwork of gathering intel had to be done.

Although Pei Yunxi, as a public figure, had plenty of information available on the internet, the authenticity of these public data was not clear to anyone.

And to truly understand the big star, going through the girl in front of the easel was undoubtedly the most efficient and reliable approach.

"Of course, my sister is always flying all over the place, sometimes I don’t see her for ten days or half a month at a stretch."

Luo Li’er answered while continuing her drawing, without the slightest bit of wariness.

"With her being so busy, how does she manage to date?"

"Date?"

Luo Li’er was caught off-guard, and her paintbrush paused. She found this question very intriguing.

After giving it some thought, she realized she couldn’t picture what it would be like for her cousin to date, or rather, she couldn’t imagine what kind of man would be worthy of her cousin.

"Senior Jiang, I’ll tell you a secret; actually, my sister still has her first kiss."

Revolutions often break from within.

A hit right on the mark.