I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 409 - 371 Mao Tu_2

Chapter 409: 371 Mao Tu_2

Shi Qianxi took a deep breath.

Ideological differences cannot be resolved through debate to reach consensus.

"What about my dad? What did he say?"

"I don’t know."

Meng Jiye shook his head, smiling self-deprecatingly.

"How could your dad reveal his thoughts to an outsider like me? He must be discussing with his own people right now."

He paused for a moment, then continued, as if worrying over Jinhai to the point of exhaustion.

"However, Qian Qian, regardless, you should still advise your father to think thrice before acting, not to act with a momentary bravado. Miss Cao’s visit was a polite gesture, but if we don’t appreciate it, I’m afraid what follows might be an outright confrontation."

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"Museum."

The taxi door opened.

The woman who alighted, adjusting her duckbill cap, called out gently with a smile, "Aunt Lan."

Another woman got out of the taxi with her.

No, that’s not right.

To be precise, it should be a girl.

She looked to be only about twenty or so, probably just a high school student. Her innocent, round baby-face made people want to pinch her cheeks, but the size of her chest was remarkably disproportionate to her innocent appearance, creating a stark contrast.

The Blood Guanyin, who had previously not come downstairs to meet Ye Tingxuan, unprecedentedly welcomed her at the door herself.

"Miss Cao."

The "Museum" was empty, seemingly closed for business, not open to the public.

The duckbill cap woman was indifferent to the dazzling array of antiques and calligraphic paintings inside the club as if they were of no concern to her.

"Where’s Tingxuan?"

"Upon hearing of Miss Cao’s arrival, he ran off without stopping."

"Ran off?"

The duckbill cap woman was momentarily taken aback, then let out a dry laugh.

"Humph, he sure ran fast. After causing so much trouble and having Miss clean up after him, if I catch him, I’ll see if I don’t blast his balls with one shot."

The girl by the side of the duckbill cap woman, who looked like a high school student, shocked with her words.

"Mao Tu, I’ve told you many times, a girl should speak civilly," the duckbill cap woman chastised.

The Blood Guanyin turned a deaf ear and led the two women into a private room.

As if the timing was carefully calculated, it wasn’t long after they sat down that food was served.

It was lavish.

And.

Unlike with Jiang Chen, the portions were quite generous.

The adorable-looking, oddly speaking, and curiously named girl had no concept of superiority or inferiority, and seemed totally oblivious to the fact that she was dining with the formidable Blood Guanyin, as she grabbed her chopsticks and started eating.

She was a true foodie.

The reason for her surprising development was probably found.

The duckbill cap woman seemed accustomed to it and left her to it.

Lan Peizhi simply ignored it.

"How did things go between Miss Cao and Shi Zhenhua?"

"Director Shi is quite discerning and magnanimous and didn’t dwell on Tingxuan’s rashness."

"He should understand that what Ye ’little prince’ has done has nothing to do with Miss Cao."

The duckbill cap woman gave a bitter smile.

"Regardless, what Tingxuan did was indeed to help me; I can’t escape that responsibility."

From her current behavior, this woman, seemingly destined to have a powerful background, doesn’t seem to fit the word "overbearing" yet.

At least compared to the unruly actions of Ye ’little prince,’ she was much more reasonable and understanding.

"At least for now, the impact isn’t too bad."

Lan Peizhi murmured quietly, silently observing the girl named Mao Tu.

Unperturbed, the girl indulged earnestly in her food, as if nothing in this world should be taken for granted more than a good meal. She ignored the conversation between the two, focusing solely on indulging her appetite, her pink lips smeared with grease.

It was hard to imagine.

Just such a young girl, seemingly inexperienced in worldly affairs, would boldly claim to want to shoot Ye ’little prince’s’ balls.

"Tingxuan is just too idle. Uncle Ye should find something for him to do, or if that fails, toss him into the army to toughen up his character."

It was clear that Ye Tingxuan’s behavior also greatly irritated the composed duckbill cap woman.

Lan Peizhi expressed neither agreement nor disagreement and did not comment on the matter.

The duckbill cap woman let out a light sigh.

"I’ve mentioned to Director Shi, we could collaborate on this project."

"Does Miss Cao want to compensate him?"

The duckbill cap woman shook her head, "Such a big project, Jiuding can’t possibly handle all of it alone, and Jinhai is second to none in precision engineering—it has the capability."

"So, this time, Shi Zhenhua should actually be thanking Ye ’little prince’."

The duckbill cap woman’s eyes crinkled with a smile, "Aunt Lan, Shenzhou doesn’t need monopolies. It’s competition that breeds progress. I actually hope there can be more companies like Jinhai."

Had it been someone else, they would most likely be sanctimonious and insincere.

But Lan Peizhi did not doubt the sincerity of the woman’s words.

"Moreover, Chairman Shi has not agreed as of now."

"Shi Zhenhua is a very cautious man; even if Miss Cao extended an olive branch, he definitely wouldn’t agree so quickly."

From their conversation, it seemed to contradict what Meng Jiye had said.

The woman in the duckbill cap picked up her chopsticks.

"How long does Miss Cao plan to stay in East Sea this time?"

"I’ll leave after dinner."

Lan Peizhi didn’t find it surprising.

"I’ll have someone take Miss Cao to the airport later."

"No need, we’ll take a taxi."

It was hard to imagine that a person who could scare Young Master Ye into a hasty retreat, prompt Shi Zhenhua to rush back to the country, and be personally welcomed by the Blood Guanyin was so simple.

Compared with those flamboyantly dressed young nobles and women of high society, she was the complete opposite.

Lan Peizhi did not insist.

"Miss, this dish is really tasty."

The girl named Mao Tu blinked her innocent, large eyes.

"Look at you now, you’ve gotten so fat, you can’t eat anymore."

The girl, whose body seemed only to exceed the standard in one area, pouted, looking a bit aggrieved, "If you don’t let me eat, I won’t have the strength, how can I protect Miss..."

The woman in the duckbill cap was caught between laughter and tears.

Lan Peizhi instructed her staff and another dish was served.

"Aunt Lan, there is something I truly need your help with."

The mistress and servant were indeed quite different; the girl who seemed to need the most protection had an incredible appetite, yet the woman in the duckbill cap put down her chopsticks after a few bites.

"Please speak, Miss Cao."

"I won’t have the time to meet that young man named Jiang Chen personally, I hope Aunt Lan can convey my apologies on my behalf."

Lan Peizhi nodded her head.

"Alright."

Glancing at Mao Tu, who was still eating, the woman in the duckbill cap did not rush her but surveyed the surroundings instead.

"I thought all these cultural artifacts had been lost."

"If Miss Cao likes them, I can give them to you as a gift."

The Blood Guanyin, who previously said that bringing a few rolls of toilet paper for Ye Tingxuan was no different, was now quite generous.

"No, it’s fine. Aunt Lan is the one who truly cherishes these treasures; it’s nice for them to stay here."

The girl with the peculiar name finally put down her chopsticks.

"Are you full?"

The woman in the duckbill cap smiled.

The girl nodded her head and whispered softly, "Miss, I have strength now."

Saying this, she sneaked a glance at Lan Peizhi.

Quite disingenuous.

Full after eating, and she recognizes no one else.

The woman in the duckbill cap patted her on the head.

"You’re no match for Aunt Lan."

The girl immediately lost spirit, looking listless and downcast.

Lan Peizhi smiled without saying a word.

"Aunt Lan, we’ll be leaving now."

The woman in the duckbill cap stood up, "No need to see us out."

Lan Peizhi did not insist.

The mistress and servant descended the stairs, walked out of the club, and went quite a distance along the street but saw no taxis.

"Miss, why hasn’t there been a car yet?"

"You just ate so much; walking a bit will help you digest."

"Oh."

Although the girl was a bit odd, she still listened obediently to the woman in the duckbill cap.

After walking down two streets, the area began to bustle, yet although many people sought taxis, by the time an empty cab came by, there was always someone ahead to flag it first.

The woman in the duckbill cap was not in a hurry, strolling aimlessly down the street with the girl, unsure whether she was a drag or a bodyguard.

"Little Rabbit, do you think East Sea has changed a lot?"

The girl rubbing her round belly looked up,

"Miss, it’s been too long; I don’t really remember."

The woman in the duckbill cap fell silent.

Yes.

Time flies too fast.