I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 340 - 320 Triangle and Qing Gege

Chapter 340: 320 Triangle and Qing Gege

Evening.

A large Land Rover rolled into the dilapidated Sanjian Courtyard, an effect even more glaring than a supercar entering a university campus.

Without a doubt, among the younger generation in the courtyard, Fu Zili was considered the most successful, often the subject of neighborhood gossip and the exemplar of "school is not the only path to success."

As for Fang Qing and Jiang Chen, although they performed well in school, they were still not graduated, and their futures were not yet determined. They could not compare to Fu Zili’s flashy display of wealth with his million-dollar luxury car.

The Land Rover, worth no less than a Panamera, stopped beneath the eight-story building. Fu Zili stepped out of the car, took out his phone, and made a call.

A few minutes later, Fang Qing and Jiang Chen came downstairs together, followed by Hong Xiaoyu who was loitering around.

"We could have just taken a taxi, no need for you to come in person."

Although their relationship had grown distant, Jiang Chen did not show it in his tone.

"It’s on my way anyway, and it’s been a while since I last visited."

Fu Zili, who had moved away a long time ago, looked around with a touch of nostalgia and then smiled, waving his hand.

"Let’s go, get in the car."

Jiang Chen got into the passenger seat.

Fang Qing and Hong Xiaoyu sat in the back.

"Thanks for picking up the tab yesterday."

Jiang Chen spoke up.

Fu Zili turned the car around, dismissing it with a smile, "What are you talking about? Uncle Fang and the others took good care of me when I was little. It’s just a meal, no big deal."

"How about you? How’s college life? Graduating soon, aren’t you?"

"Yeah, half a year left."

Fu Zili glanced at the rearview mirror, "Fang Qing, you and Jiang Chen are in the same year, right?"

Fang Qing was neither shy nor awkward about the past, replying naturally, "You big boss really forget things fast, haven’t I always been in the same year as Jiang Chen?"

"Haha, what big boss? I’m just making a living,"

"Brother Zili, no one drives this kind of car just ’making a living’."

Fang Qing draped an arm over Hong Xiaoyu’s shoulder, "See, even Xiaoyu knows it."

Fu Zili’s smile deepened, "Look at you, kiddo. As proper as I may seem now, the ones who are truly impressive are your Sister Fang Qing and her brother. They’re from prestigious universities. Who wouldn’t be stronger than me after graduation?"

That was a modest statement.

Indeed, graduates from prestigious universities have a higher starting point, but not everyone can afford million-dollar luxury cars.

There are also those prestigious university graduates who struggle just to make ends meet after graduation.

Fu Zili’s achievements had already far surpassed most of his contemporaries.

"What kind of business are you in now?"

Jiang Chen asked casually.

"Construction materials mainly, assisting real estate developers."

"I heard from my dad that you were involved in the Fantawild projects?"

Fang Qing asked.

Although it might not compare to Disney, Fantawild is certainly one of the leading high-tech theme parks in China. A few years ago, it set up shop in Sha City, occupying over a thousand acres and costing billions. It has become one of the most famous attractions in Sha City, changing its tourism landscape.

"That’s Uncle Fang being too kind. How old was I when Fantawild started? I guess if moving bricks there counts as being involved, then I was."

Fu Zili laughed, "But if you guys ever want to go to Fantawild for fun, just let me know. I can get you some VIP tickets easily. Right now, the park’s foot traffic is pretty good, and the lines can be quite a hassle."

Fang Qing nudged Hong Xiaoyu’s shoulder, "Did you hear that? You better cozy up to Brother Zili. When you bring your little girlfriend back to Sha City, he can show you guys around."

Everyone had grown up, and being intelligent, they naturally knew how to ease the awkwardness and create a comfortable atmosphere.

"Xiaoyu’s got a girlfriend now?"

Fu Zili was surprised.

"No, Brother Zili, don’t listen to Sister Fang’s nonsense."

Hong Xiaoyu was quick to deny.

"What’s there to be shy about? Falling in love is a natural thing. You’re over eighteen, right? Back in our day, we started dating in middle school."

Hearing this, Hong Xiaoyu instinctively remembered the stories he had heard during the day, and he couldn’t help but glance at Sister Fang Qing, who was sitting beside him, with a mischievous look.

Fang Qing’s smile remained unchanged, but she gave him a secretive glare.

Remembering the "scheming" nature of the girl next door, Hong Xiaoyu wisely kept silent, asking nothing, saying nothing.

"Right, I’ve got some news, do you know about it?"

Fu Zili suddenly said.

"What is it?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Tie Jun is probably getting married soon."

"Tie Jun?"

Fang Qing asked tentatively.

"Yes."

"Didn’t Jun join the military?"

Jiang Chen was surprised.

Tie Jun, or Iron Army, was also a childhood playmate of theirs. Among the kids in the courtyard, the four of them had the closest relationship. Excluding Fang Qing, the girl, the three boys were the Iron Triangle of the courtyard.

Unlike Jiang Chen and Fang Qing, and distinctly different from the school dropout Fu Zili, Tie Jun enlisted in the army after graduating from high school.

"I knew you wouldn’t know, he’s already returned."

"Isn’t military service typically for many years? I have a classmate who joined the army, so how did Jun get discharged so early?"

Hong Xiaoyu was confused.

"He got injured during training in the army, so he came back early."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

He really didn’t know about this.

Discharging from the military early must mean it wasn’t a minor injury.

"What exactly happened?"

Fang Qing quickly asked, evidently understanding this logic.

Fu Zili drove, "He didn’t go into specifics, but you don’t need to worry too much. It’s just that his right leg is a bit lame, it’s not a big deal."

The inside of the car suddenly fell silent.

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but recall the time back in middle school.

Tie Jun was in the class next to his, and because of Fang Qing, every time after school, Tie Jun would go to the school gate ahead of time to scout, making sure that no one was waiting to ambush Jiang Chen. If there was someone, he would inform him in time. Otherwise, how could Jiang Chen have been so lucky to never get caught?

However, to help him, Tie Jun got involved a few times, and once, he was beaten to the point of having a bruised nose and a swollen face.

A fine young man.

Now crippled.

"What are those expressions for? I told you, it’s not too serious. We are about to go eat at Tie Jun’s place, and if he sees you looking like this, is he going to feel better? The four of us, we haven’t gotten together in a long time. Let’s cheer up a bit," Fu Zili urged.

"Jun Ge opened a restaurant?"

Hong Xiaoyu asked.

"Yeah, after he discharged, he used the money from the military to open a barbecue restaurant. Business is pretty good. Fortune and misfortune depend on each other; it’s hard to say with people. Not long after he returned, he met a girl, a local from Sha City. They’re getting along really well. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be set for this year."

As he spoke, the imposing Range Rover stopped in front of a barbecue restaurant.

"We’re here."

Jiang Chen turned his head to look out the window.

Jun Zi Barbecue.

They all got out of the car.

"Jun Zi, look who’s here."

The barbecue restaurant was indeed doing well, even though it was only around eight o’clock, far from the peak hours for supper. Yet, the restaurant of over a hundred square meters was already seated with four or five tables.

Fu Zili, carrying a briefcase, walked in as if nothing mattered, muttering to himself.

From the side kitchen, a square-faced young man walked out, his skin was dark and rough, with an apron around his waist, and he appeared much older than Jiang Chen, definitely hard to imagine he was just in his early twenties.

"Jiang Chen?!"

He was stunned, then showed an expression of surprise, "Our great scholar has returned!"

It seemed like he wanted to give Jiang Chen a hug, but after lifting his hands and realizing they were covered in grease, he quickly put them down again.

"Jun Zi, you opened a shop and didn’t even tell me. What, afraid that I’ll come to freeload food and drinks?"

Fang Qing laughed.

Tie Jun turned his head, and at the same time, wiped his hands on his apron.

"Qing Gege, what are you talking about? With my big restaurant and your small appetite, do you think you could possibly eat me out of business?"

Several grown-ups, who had taken different paths in life, all laughed together in unison.

"Jun Ge."

Hong Xiaoyu called out.

Tie Jun nodded with a smile and bid them, "Don’t just stand there, sit down."

Clearly, Fu Zili had not notified him before their arrival.

As Tie Jun attended to his childhood friends and had them sit down, he said, "You guys go ahead and order, I’ll greet some folks and be right over."

Watching him walk towards the kitchen, Jiang Chen and Fang Qing could clearly see that the other man was no longer the lively and mischievous boy they knew from childhood. His right leg was indeed somewhat crippled.

"Xiao Yu, take a look, what do you want to eat?"

Fu Zili passed the menu to Hong Xiaoyu.

Jiang Chen looked around.

The interior of the restaurant was simply decorated, with only about a dozen tables and chairs. The walls were plastered with some vintage posters of Michael Jackson and Elvis Presley, which Tie Jun was very fond of as a child. It was very common and very clean.

A young girl who looked like the girl-next-door came over and poured water for them.

"Come on, you’re not strangers, no need to be so polite, we can help ourselves."

Jiang Chen initially thought she was a waitress, but hearing the tone of Fu Zili’s voice, he realized something was off.

And sure enough.

Fu Zili smiled and introduced, "This is Jun Zi’s girlfriend, Wen Rong. Wen Rong, these two, Jun Zi must have told you about them, right?"

The fair and tender Wen Rong nodded, her politeness tinged with a bit of shyness, "Yes, Jun Zi often boasts to me, saying his two childhood friends are both brilliant scholars."

In terms of looks, this girl naturally couldn’t compare to Fang Qing, but she was petite and delicate, with a very comfortable aura about her, and clearly the kind of woman who would be good for settling down with.

"She may be, but I’m not. When Tie Jun was in middle school, his grades were much better than mine,"

Jiang Chen laughed.

"You go ahead with your work."

Tie Jun came back.

Wen Rong obediently nodded, greeted them, and then turned and left.

"Jun Ge, impressive," Hong Xiaoyu said with an admiring look.

Tie Jun had already taken off his apron and sat down next to them, "What’s so impressive? Your Jun Ge is not like your brother; I have no lofty aspirations. My life will probably be just like this."

"You’re being modest on purpose. Look at what you have now, a restaurant and a wife-to-be. You’re much better off than me," Jiang Chen said with a shake of his head.

"Alright, you keep flattering each other, is that fun?"

Fang Qing’s comment made everyone laugh.

Even though their lives had taken different paths, their experiences varied, and their relationships were not as unadulterated as in their childhood, the fact that they could sit together after so many years was a form of great fortune.