I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 443 - 396 Coronation

Chapter 443: 396 Coronation

"What’s the situation outside now? Any leads yet?"

In the hospital room, Meng Jiye whispered, holding a peeled apple in his hand.

Standing by the bed, Qiu Zhaobin put down the fruit knife and shook his head.

"Nothing yet, haven’t heard any whispers."

"Crunch."

Meng Jiye frowned slightly, took a bite of the apple, and muttered to himself, "There really are a lot of lunatics out there now."

With a personality like Shi Zhenhua’s, there would probably be quite a few cursing him to death behind his back.

Assassination,

This wasn’t the first time, not something to make a fuss about.

But to play with bombs.

This isn’t the West.

Such a method equates to a terrorist attack, completely crossing the red line.

It was outrageous.

Of course.

If they weren’t so insanely heartless, they probably wouldn’t have succeeded.

"Lucky you reminded me to sleep in the room instead. Otherwise, I might be lying in the ICU now,"

Meng Jiye chewed the apple flesh and sighed with residual fear.

If he had been lying on the sofa at that time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. He might not have been any better off than Shi Zhenhua—unlike now.

In reality, he had no issues at all; wearing a plaster cast was just for show, to feign misery and shirk responsibility.

People,

shouldn’t be too unscrupulous.

There is a God watching.

"I will definitely reward you handsomely after a while."

"It is Meng Dong who has the boundless fortune,"

Qiu Zhaobin hurriedly said.

Even knowing the other party was bootlicking, Meng Jiye still felt a burst of pleasure, biting into the apple and murmuring, "The virtuous have their rewards, the wicked their woes. The ancients did not deceive me."

Shocking as it was,

the effects of the explosion were entirely positive for him.

Although Shi Zhenhua was not dead, he might as well be, with no telling when he would wake up.

Without Shi Zhenhua, he could finally stop being so constrained and really make his move.

He hated Shi Zhenhua, and this hatred had accumulated in his heart for many years. Yet, he had never entertained the thought of getting rid of him, not even daring to think about it.

But who would have known, someone would "carry out justice on heaven’s behalf."

Doing something so crazy would most likely not escape punishment, but no matter—it didn’t concern him.

He would help burn paper for them.

As Meng Jiye chewed his apple, the corners of his mouth couldn’t stop curving up, not caring that Qiu Zhaobin was still at his side, almost letting out a laugh.

"Uncle."

The door to the hospital room opened.

Meng Jiye almost choked, and after swallowing the flesh of the apple, he quickly adjusted his expression, pretending to be deeply distressed, and reclined weakly against the head of the bed. The whole process was seamless, as natural as clouds and water, an acting performance worthy of an award.

"Qian Qian."

Shi Qianxi walked in, followed by Jiang Chen.

"Miss."

Qiu Zhaobin smartly and quickly brought over two chairs, then tactfully retreated to the side.

"Uncle Meng."

Jiang Chen called out politely.

Meng Jiye smiled "weakly."

"Qian Qian, you don’t need to keep visiting me, your uncle really is fine..."

Before he could finish wallowing in self-pity, Shi Qianxi interrupted him,

"Uncle, I have something I need to tell you."

Meng Jiye felt a bit awkward, then asked seemingly naturally, "What is it?"

"My dad is in trouble now, but Jin Hai must not fall into disorder. I need to take over my dad’s position temporarily."

That’s not the usual straightforwardness.

She really didn’t bother with any preamble.

But after all, they were family, so Jiang Chen couldn’t say much.

Meng Jiye was also caught off guard by his niece’s directness, and he nodded absentmindedly, "...That’s only right."

"Uncle, you’ll support me, won’t you?"

Miss Shi didn’t phrase it as a question, but as a statement.

The young lady’s character hadn’t changed much at all; at least this domineering attitude remained consistent.

Meng Jiye really had no choice in the matter.

If it had been before the explosion, he would have agreed without hesitation, but the human heart is the most complicated and changeable thing.

He had always dreamed that his niece would take over Jin Hai, but now, with Shi Zhenhua lying unconscious on a hospital bed in an unforeseen situation, innate human greed began to sprout.

"...Did you and your mom discuss this?"

Meng Jiye asked.

Shi Qianxi nodded, "This is my mom’s suggestion. That’s why I’m here to talk to you."

Meng Jiye forced a smile.

"Then Qian Qian, what do you personally think?"

"I am the only child of my parents, and Jin Hai is their life’s work. It’s my unquestionable duty."

Jiang Chen watched her silently.

This young lady had one good point.

He had noticed it long ago.

That’s her ability to adapt incredibly fast, almost without any need for adjustment.

It’s as if one second she could be crying her eyes out, and the next, it was as if nothing had happened at all.

It’s a talent.

Something ordinary people can’t learn.

Meng Jiye was at a loss for words after a series of high-minded declarations and also quickly snapped out of his unrealistic fantasies.

One must learn to be content.

Having his niece in power was already the scenario he had longed for; wanting more would be greedy.

And it was also impossible to realize.

Together, the three family members held a controlling share of over fifty percent, effectively giving them absolute control over Jin Hai. Whether the others agreed or not was irrelevant.

His niece’s visit was merely a courtesy, not truly a solicitation of his opinion.

One had to admit, Meng Jiye was indeed a perceptive man, quickly squeezing out a doting smile.

"Qian Qian, since you’ve thought this all through, uncle will definitely support you with all his might."

Shi Qianxi revealed a smile that was devoid of any surprise or gratitude, almost formulaic.

"Thank you, uncle."

Immediately following that, she continued, "The video board meeting will be held at three o’clock in the afternoon, uncle, can you attend?"

Meng Jiye was taken aback.

It was obvious what the board meeting was about.

So soon?

"Of course, I have absolutely no problem."

He quickly said.

"Then I won’t disturb uncle’s rest anymore."

Shi Qianxi stood up, leaving with Jiang Chen.

"Congratulations, Director Meng."

After the two left, Qiu Zhaobin, who had deliberately stood at a distance, stepped forward.

Meng Jiye, contemplating, appeared absent-minded as he glanced at him.

Even though he did feel a sense of excitement akin to seeing the clouds part and the moon appear, as someone in power, how could he allow others to easily speculate about his inner thoughts?

So he asked indifferently, "What joy are you talking about?"

Qiu Zhaobin immediately lowered his head, no longer speaking.

"Mom."

"What did your uncle say?"

"He confirmed he can attend."

Outside the special care ward, Meng Meiling nodded, "There are a few hours left, you prepare well."

Shi Qianxi looked through the glass at her father lying in the hospital room.

And Jiang Chen, he was observing Meng Meiling.

As an ordinary person, one would have been overwhelmed by now, but this woman who had always been far from the center of Jinhai’s power had demonstrated an iron-fisted and decisive approach in the aftermath, swiftly taking measures in the span of one day to elevate her daughter.

This skill was admirable.

Meng Meiling seemed to sense Jiang Chen’s gaze and looked towards him.

Their eyes met.

Meng Meiling nodded her head and then said to her daughter, "You go back to the hotel first. Take the board meeting this afternoon seriously. Even though you are the only heir to Jinhai, whether you can win everyone over still depends on you."

Shi Qianxi did not hesitate, "Okay."

"Aunt Meng, we will be leaving now."

Meng Meiling nodded her head, watching the young couple leave, waiting until they entered the elevator before she withdrew her gaze and quietly looked towards the hospital room behind the glass.

"Relax, with your mom and your uncle around, no one will give you a hard time at this critical juncture."

Exiting the building, Jiang Chen spoke.

He had discovered that the lady’s mother was a formidable character, not inferior to her father. If anyone dared to question her decisions at such a time, the consequences would be dire.

The arrival of a new steward for Jinhai was inevitable.

"I know."

Shi Qianxi said softly. Her naturally arrogant face now seemed unprecedentedly serene amidst the hospital scenery and the radiance of the sun.

"You are right, this is my responsibility. I can’t escape it, nor can I flee from it."

No gold is pure, no person is perfect.

Undeniably, this lady had many shortcomings, but she also possessed qualities that shone brightly.

For instance, once she made a decision, she wouldn’t dither or waver.

"At worst, I’ll just squander all of Jinhai’s fortune, after all, being a spendthrift is my forte."

She suddenly turned her head, blinking her eyes.

Jiang Chen was momentarily dazed.

"Silly."

Miss Shi pursed her lips with a smile. She was still herself, yet at the same time, she seemed different from before.

"Then you’ll have to work hard, because squandering all of Jinhai is a Herculean task."

Jiang Chen sighed.

Shi Qianxi’s smile grew broader.

"How old are you this year?"

Jiang Chen seemed to be suffering from amnesia.

"Didn’t you ask me that yesterday?"

Shi Qianxi turned her head, speaking fiercely: "I’ll tell you again, twenty-five. Make sure you remember it well!"

"Twenty-five."

Jiang Chen murmured to himself.

At that age, to take control of a commercial empire worth hundreds of billions, there were probably few in the entire country who could do the same.

Back at the hotel, after lunch, Jiang Chen returned to his own room.

He had intended to take a nap, but as he lay on the sofa, he just couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.

Eventually, he simply sat up, took out his phone, and quietly watched the time on it.

Next door.

Shi Qianxi, dressed in a suit, looked at her reflection in the mirror, lifted her hands, tied up her hair, and her whole persona underwent a dramatic transformation.

Her bodyguard brought in a laptop and then quickly left the room.

Shi Qianxi walked over to the desk and calmly opened the laptop.

The meeting that would decide Jinhai’s future was connected.

On the screen.

Including Meng Jiye, whose head was still wrapped in bandages, about a dozen prominent figures appeared on their respective screens, sitting upright with solemn expressions.

"I’m sure everyone is aware of the situation. The purpose of this meeting is singular: to elect an acting chairman to manage all affairs of the group until Zhenhua awakens,"

Meng Meiling, rarely involved in board meetings, got straight to the point,

"I nominate Shi Qianxi as the acting candidate. Who supports, who opposes?"

"I agree."

Meng Jiye, despite his injury, dressed formally and was the first to make a statement of support.

"Agreed."

"Concur."

"I approve."

Next door.

Jiang Chen watched the television wall, his gaze as if penetrating the wall, the scenes with her since they had met flooded his mind like the tide.

The capricious Princess of Jinhai was officially crowned today.