I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 286 - 281 Being with a ruler is like being with a tiger

Chapter 286: 281 Being with a ruler is like being with a tiger

"Snap."

Jiang Chen tossed the exquisite handbag bearing the LV brand onto the back seat.

Miss Shi sat in the driver’s seat, the car not started, obviously still angry.

However, strangely, she hadn’t hurried Jiang Chen out of the car.

"Are you really that busy with work? Don’t you get holidays even on New Year’s Day?"

Jiang Chen spoke casually, trying to break the tense atmosphere.

Shi Qianxi ignored him, saying nothing.

"Director Shi, now that you’re a capitalist, there’s no need to quibble with us common folk, right?"

Jiang Chen emulated her tone, while simultaneously playing the sympathy card, laughing, "I waited for you all afternoon, I haven’t even eaten yet."

"Starve to death, then!"

Miss Shi finally reacted.

"Shi Qianxi, it was just one comment. Is it really worth getting so upset? Do you know how much of a risk I took to come see you today?"

Miss Shi’s curiosity was eventually piqued, and she turned her head.

"What risk?"

"I promised your mom to stay clear of you, so if she finds out, do you think she’ll give me trouble?"

Jiang Chen urged, "There are too many prying eyes here. If you don’t want your mom hiring someone to break my legs, let’s get moving."

"Best if she does break them!"

Shi Qianxi gritted her teeth.

"That way, you won’t be able to go anywhere and will have to stay by my side forever!"

Jiang Chen was taken aback, looking at the woman who seemed dead serious, suddenly feeling an eerie shiver.

She didn’t seem to be joking...

Regardless, the car finally started.

"Why did you switch cars?"

"My dad said I should keep a low profile for work."

Right.

She had switched to an AMG.

Definitely low profile.

The market price was only a mere million or so.

"Do you remember what I told you last time?"

"What thing?"

"Signing Pei Yunxi, you haven’t forgotten, have you?"

This plan, with multiple benefits, absolutely required this lady as an essential element.

As Shi Qianxi drove, she said, "I’m not seventy or eighty yet; my memory isn’t that bad."

Good.

Jiang Chen continued, "I’ve already talked with Miss Pei, she seems interested, but she might still need you to talk to her."

Although she knew that he wouldn’t bother her without good reason, Shi Qianxi still couldn’t help but be somewhat surprised.

"She’s really willing?"

Jiang Chen nodded.

That was indeed good news.

"Fine, I’ll consider your efforts as making amends. This time I’ll forgive you,"

Miss Shi magnanimously declared.

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh dumbly.

The AMG stopped in front of a French restaurant.

Although Shi Qianxi was rebellious, she was indeed a bona fide socialite; the place she had chosen couldn’t possibly be of low quality.

The restaurant was completely designed in French style, with a pianist playing as well.

"Weren’t you always disinterested in your family’s business? What made you suddenly become so serious about it?"

During the meal, Jiang Chen finally showed concern as he asked a question.

"I had no choice, I made a deal with my dad. If I obey him, he’ll support my freedom to choose my own marriage—it’s a form of exchange."

The notorious witch of East Sea had indeed matured a bit; she spoke with considerable calmness while holding her knife and fork.

She cut a small piece of steak and put it in her mouth.

"Moreover, I’ve realized that I can’t rely on other people’s pity. Only when you have enough power will others take your opinions seriously."

Jiang Chen said nothing.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Shi Qianxi stopped her knife and fork, lifting her head with a slight frown, "Doesn’t it suit your taste?"

"Want to try mine?"

As she spoke, she was about to switch plates with Jiang Chen.

"No need."

Jiang Chen quickly shook his head.

He just found it difficult to reconcile the image of Shi Qianxi giving the security guard a hard time at the Jinhai Building with the Shi Qianxi he was seeing now.

This person must indeed be suffering from a split personality.

He must keep his distance.

Meanwhile.

Jinhai Building.

"Knock, knock, knock..."

The sound of knocking came.

"Come in."

"Chairman, please have some dinner."

Chen Zhou pushed the door open, carrying a takeout box of food from the cafeteria downstairs.

"How come you haven’t left yet?"

Shi Zhenhua looked up, slightly surprised.

"The Chairman hasn’t left work, how could I dare to leave first?"

Chen Zhou revealed a somewhat stiff smile as he placed nearly ten neatly organized meal boxes on the coffee table.

Shi Zhenhua stood up and walked over with a smile.

"Such a feast? Let’s eat together."

"Chairman, I’ve already eaten."

"You don’t need to say such polite words in front of me, sit down."

Shi Zhenhua waved his hand.

Normally, the secretaries for big bosses are young and beautiful girls, but he was different.

It wasn’t to prevent jealousy from his wife at home, nor to establish an image in the company, but simply because he felt that this young man resembled his younger self.

Equally intelligent, equally diligent, equally unwilling to be mediocre, and equally... ambitious.

He never disliked ambitious people.

Which talented person doesn’t have ambition?

Unable to refuse, Chen Zhou could only have the honor of dining with his immediate superior.

"Has Qian Qian left the company?"

Shi Zhenhua ate without any pretense; he didn’t wolf down his food, but it also didn’t match his status as a capitalist tycoon.

In comparison, Chen Zhou was much more refined, or rather, restrained.

"Yes."

"You’ve been getting along well recently, yet she still hasn’t paid any attention to you?"

Chen Zhou’s chopsticks suddenly stopped, his heart pounded violently, and his complexion turned pale in an instant.

Shi Zhenhua continued to pick up his food as if nothing had happened.

"Chair, Chairman..."

Chen Zhou’s inner turmoil was tumultuous and he was extremely anxious.

Shi Zhenhua scooped a mouthful of rice and then raised his head.

"Nervous about what? I was just asking."

Chen Zhou’s body stiffened, and sweat appeared on his back.

"Stop standing around, eat."

Chen Zhou swallowed and, not daring to meet that gaze, forcibly suppressed the trembling of his hands as he lowered his head.

Shi Zhenhua remained silent.

Throughout the meal, Chen Zhou walked on thin ice, probably understanding the feeling of the ancient courtiers who accompanied their king.

"You can go back first, no need to wait for me."

Shi Zhenhua had returned to his luxurious desk.

"Yes, Chairman."

It was only when packing up and leaving the office that Chen Zhou realized the shirt under his suit was soaked with sweat. As he let out a slow breath, he couldn’t help but look back at the tightly closed office door.

What exactly did the Chairman’s words mean just now?

Was it a warning,

or a reminder?

Inside the office, Shi Zhenhua reviewed documents, not even lifting his head once.

This young man really was quite like himself.

But that was all it was - a resemblance.

Young people should be ambitious, this is not an error. But at the same time, one quality is key.

That is the self-confidence that comes with being neither servile nor overbearing.

To conquer power and influence, one must first have the courage to lift one’s head and look it in the eye.

If he can’t even face his own desires, how could Shi Zhenhua’s daughter take any interest in him?

Within the spacious and luxurious office, Shi Zhenhua leafed through the files as if nothing had happened.