I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 284 - 279 Perfect Match (6000 words completed)

Chapter 284: 279 Perfect Match (6000 words completed)

"Sis, did you agree?"

After seeing Jiang Chen off, Luo Li’er quickly came back, full of curiosity.

Pei Yunxi shook her head.

Luo Li’er’s already large eyes widened dramatically.

"Sis, we’re talking a hundred million here, and you still won’t agree?"

"What he and I discussed wasn’t just the endorsement deal."

"Then what else?"

Luo Li’er looked puzzled.

"Why do you care so much?"

Pei Yunxi didn’t explain; instead, she gazed at the greenery in the courtyard, deep in thought.

It was obvious.

The young man and the Shi Family’s young miss had a relationship that was anything but simple.

She could understand why Shi Qianxi did what she did, but why was this young man going to such great lengths, busying himself to and fro?

Wasn’t he afraid of offending Shi Zhenhua?

The simplest analysis of motives boiled down to one word: benefit.

Could it be to please Shi Qianxi?

Yet, at the charity banquet that evening, he didn’t seem like the type to live off a woman.

Luo Li’er found Pei Yunxi’s occasionally furrowed brows quite surprising.

"Sis, what are you thinking about?"

"Have you finished your painting?"

"Yes, it’s done."

"Let me see it."

Luo Li’er obediently walked over, took down the drawing paper, and handed it to her cousin.

Pei Yunxi took it.

On the white paper, a man and a woman sat together, appearing to have been artistically rendered; their expressions were gentle, and they looked exceptionally harmonious.

"Did you draw this?"

"Yes!"

Luo Li’er nodded her head, her eyes and brows curved in a smile.

"How about it, sis, I did a good job, didn’t I?"

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Even though Pei Yunxi hadn’t directly agreed, Jiang Chen wasn’t worried.

He didn’t leave her much choice.

If Pei Yunxi wasn’t foolish, she likely wouldn’t refuse.

Having dealt with Pei Yunxi, the next step was to take care of the other side.

"Master, to the Jin Hai Building."

"You’ve only been in love once?"

Jin Hai Industrial headquarters.

A certain floor.

The tea bar.

Shi Qianxi, appearing somewhat reformed, looked at the man sitting opposite her with a touch of surprise.

Even though she was "locked up" here, she still had the opportunity to enjoy an afternoon tea.

"Yes, we’ve been together since high school, she was my first love, and we dated for six years and two hundred thirty-eight days."

Down to the day.

That indeed spoke of deep affection.

"So, why did you two break up?"

Shi Qianxi asked curiously.

"At that time, I was in grad school and didn’t have much time for her, while she had started working and was under a lot of pressure. She couldn’t come to me with her troubles, and over time, our differences naturally arose," he explained.

Now, probably the only person who could sit down and talk with Shi Qianxi in the entire group was this secretary—Chen Zhou.

"So, you got dumped?"

Shi Qianxi was direct, unafraid of speaking her mind.

Chen Zhou gave a bitter smile and didn’t seem too embarrassed.

"Sort of. She brought it up, and I agreed. If I can’t take good care of someone, why should I waste their time?"

"You were together for so long, you really didn’t mind letting go?"

"It was quite painful at the time, but I’ve moved on," said Chen Zhou with a gentle smile. "As long as she’s happy, that’s enough for me."

"Do you still have feelings for her?"

Shi Qianxi sipped her coffee.

Chen Zhou shook his head with a smile.

"Let’s say we’re friends."

"Friends after breaking up? I don’t buy that," declared Shi Qianxi, her tone quite matter-of-fact. "A decent ex should be like a dead person."

Chen Zhou didn’t know whether to laugh or cry; shaking his head, he too took a sip of his coffee.

"What about you, miss? Have you been in love?"

"Me? What about it?"

"How many times have you been in love?"

Chen Zhou wouldn’t have dared to ask this before, but their recent time together had brought them somewhat closer.

"Been in love a few times?"

Shi Qianxi furrowed her brows slightly, then said, "I can’t quite remember."

Although she had been confined to the group and hadn’t caused any more trouble outside, the brashness in her bones remained unchanged.

Even though many women held the title of female "sea king" nowadays, at least they still tried to hide it.

As expected.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou’s expression turned slightly awkward, but he didn’t dare overstep his bounds and managed a strained smile, "Miss, since you’ve had so many romances, haven’t you ever met someone you truly liked?"

"Heh."

Shi Qianxi laughed a little.

"I’m not like you. I was just bored, using them to pass the time. Do they deserve my emotional investment?"

"What about young master Sun?"

Chen Zhou ventured a question.

"You mean Sun Xiyu?"

Chen Zhou nodded.

Shi Qianxi looked at the only man in the company she could somewhat talk to and languidly leaned back on the sofa.

"You must’ve heard about my relationship with him from my dad, right?"

"The chairman mentioned a little."

"At first, I indeed thought he was not bad, but after getting to know him better, I realized we weren’t a good match."

"With someone as outstanding as young master Sun, you’re not interested? Your standards must be really high," he said.

"He’s not bad, but I don’t like his personality," said Shi Qianxi, softening her usual bluntness a bit.

After all, she was only talking with her father’s secretary.

She might think Sun Xiyu wasn’t manly enough, but she wouldn’t slander someone in front of a secretary.

"Then... what type do you like?" Chen Zhou asked, seemingly in passing.

Shi Qianxi fell silent.

However, from her suddenly unfocused eyes, it was clear that she had thought of someone.

"I like... scumbags."

After a moment, the distracted Miss Shi blurted out a sentence.

Chen Zhou was taken aback.

Shi Qianxi quickly recovered as if nothing had happened and lifted her coffee.

Chen Zhou knew when to stop and didn’t ask further.

"...Miss, there’s a foreign musical at the East Sea Concert Hall tonight, led by the internationally renowned performer Sema Carahao. I happen to have two tickets, would you like to join me?"

Perhaps many socialites enjoyed attending upscale parties or elegant musicals, but Shi Qianxi was completely indifferent to these events.

She liked racing, surfing, skydiving... she liked anything that was challenging and thrilling.

But then she thought, she seemed to have nothing else to do that evening.

And, moreover,

her father’s secretary had been of great help to her at the company.

Although Miss Shi might be willful and imperious, she wasn’t entirely unreasonable.

It wouldn’t hurt to have a look.

She could use it to pass the time.

Just as she was about to nod in agreement, before the excitement in Chen Zhou’s heart could fully ferment, a sudden ring from the phone abruptly sounded.

It was Shi Qianxi’s cell phone on the table.

The atmosphere was interrupted.

Chen Zhou involuntarily glanced at the Apple phone that had thwarted his plans, only to frown.

The screen starkly displayed two characters.

Scumbag.

One contact named devil, another named scumbag.

Truly a perfect match.

Before Chen Zhou could take another look, Shi Qianxi had already swiftly picked up the phone, her movements so quick they even seemed a bit eager.

"What is it?"

After accepting the call, her tone seemed cold and tough, yet the corners of her eyes and brows were clearly dancing with irrepressible joy.

Chen Zhou saw it all and his brows furrowed deeply.

"I’m at work, I don’t have time."

"You think I’m as free as you."

"I don’t know."

"Then you just wait."

Chen Zhou couldn’t hear what was said on the other end of the line.

After a while, Shi Qianxi hung up the phone. Though still sitting there, elation began to spread from the corners of her eyes and brows to her entire oval face.

She placed her phone back on the table and took a sip of her coffee.

It was very apparent.

Her mood had brightened considerably compared to before.

"Miss, who was it?"

Chen Zhou asked with a forced smile.

"Nobody."

The Shi Qianxi who was previously jovial had suddenly become distant.

As a secretary, Chen Zhou was naturally a master at reading people and didn’t bluntly dig further.

"Miss, about tonight..."

He intended to bring up the interrupted conversation about the musical performance, but he never got the chance.

"I have more work to do, I’ll head back first. You take your time," said Shi Qianxi as she grabbed her phone and quickly stood up to leave the tea bar.

Chen Zhou’s face stiffened as he stood frozen in place.

Back in the office, Miss Shi walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down from her vantage point.

Of course.

Even though her eyesight was good, she still couldn’t see that particular guy.

She wasn’t in a hurry, though,

because now she understood.

If there was nothing going on, that guy would never take the initiative to contact her.

So, what was there to rush for?

That guy wouldn’t leave easily.

Shi Qianxi turned around unhurriedly and walked back to her desk, where she sat down and methodically went through the unfinished work.

In the blink of an eye,

the sun dipped toward the western hills.

Growing more adept at her business tasks, Miss Shi lazily stretched and glanced at the sunset through the window.

She picked up her phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message,

"I’m off work."

Sure enough,

the reply came swiftly.

"Hurry up!"

A smile curled on the corners of Miss Shi’s mouth as she felt a sense of satisfaction like never before.

She didn’t reply but instead called Chen Zhou.

Sometime later, a knock sounded at the door.

"Miss."

Since being scolded the first time, this director’s secretary had learned his lesson; he knocked before entering, never overstepping boundaries.

"Come in."

Chen Zhou pushed the door open, his face still calm but his eyes faintly excited.

"Miss, did you need me?"

"Didn’t you say there was a musical tonight? Do you have the tickets with you?"

Having guessed a bit before coming, Chen Zhou’s heart leaped with joy as he desperately tried not to show it and nodded swiftly, "Yes."

He was prepared and pulled out two tickets from his inner pocket, "Miss..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shi Qianxi interrupted him.

"How much?"

"..."

Chen Zhou’s expression stiffened, taken aback.

"How much?"

Shi Qianxi repeated.

Even though a secretary’s job emphasized adaptability, Chen Zhou was still taken by surprise by her question and didn’t respond for a moment.

Miss Shi didn’t have time to dawdle.

She could act with authority during work hours, but if she deliberately delayed after hours, that guy might get angry.

That guy.

He didn’t have a particularly good temper.

Without further ado, Shi Qianxi snatched the two tickets from Chen Zhou’s hand.

"Thanks. I’ll transfer the money to you later."

Before her words had finished, she strode out, passing by Chen Zhou without looking back.

Hearing the indifferent sound of the door closing behind him, Chen Zhou slowly clenched his hand, his emotions boiling over as his expression turned extremely grim.