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Chapter 536 - 473 Will (Thanks for the tip!)

Chapter 536: 473 Will (Thanks for the tip!)

After chatting for a bit, Bai Haoran nodded and, without further greeting to Pei Yunxi, turned and quickly left the hospital.

Jiang Chen approached.

"Don’t touch me."

Though she said that, Pei Yunxi still sat comfortably in the wheelchair, making no attempt to evade Jiang Chen’s reaching hand.

Jiang Chen removed a fluffy little fruit that had landed in her hair and gestured to her with it.

In July and August, it was the season when the French parasol trees bore fruit.

"Did you catch the gunman?"

Pei Yunxi looked up and asked.

Jiang Chen shook his head, threw away the parasol fruit, and said softly, "Takagi Gentarou is dead."

Pei Yunxi was taken aback.

"...Did you do it?"

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile.

"Do you think it’s possible? Am I that heartless? He was no ordinary person. If I had done it, we’d be preparing to flee by now."

"Then how did he die?"

Pei Yunxi was equally shocked.

Even though K.E Corporation had been in constant turmoil lately, Takagi Gentarou was still a world-class business magnate.

His death was by no means a trivial matter.

"Suicide."

"Suicide?"

Pei Yunxi was astonished.

"Yes, he hung himself in his own mansion."

"How is that possible..."

"Indeed, it’s quite unbelievable, but the police have checked his mansion and found no evidence of homicide."

Jiang Chen exhaled.

"And before he committed suicide, he left a very strange last word."

"What last word?"

"’No one can occupy Paris before France surrenders.’

Pei Yunxi was even more perplexed.

She certainly understood the statement.

During World War II, as a world power, France’s performance was well-known.

Its almost surrender without a fight, an act of weakness that became a joke among people around the world.

But as someone who had taken up French nationality, why would Takagi Gentarou leave such a statement, which carried an air of contempt for the French, before committing suicide?

Pei Yunxi’s lips moved slightly.

"I don’t know why he would write such a sentence either," Jiang Chen was genuinely puzzled.

This humorous last word did alleviate some of the gloominess of the suicide case, but it added an eerie element to it.

"Ding."

The phone rang.

Jiang Chen fished out the phone.

"Jiang Chen, can we now reconsider the proposal for collaboration?"

Jiang Chen’s brow furrowed.

The message was from an unknown number, but he had a hunch about who had sent it.

The Miss Fujihara with the charming demeanor and voluptuous figure who wore a mask and refused to show her true face.

However, how did she get his number?

Soon, Jiang Chen came to terms with it.

Being one of the most formidable financial groups in Dongying, it would be laughable if they lacked even this simple capability.

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Chen held onto his phone and sent a message back.

"Was it Miss Fujihara’s doing?"

"Ding."

The reply came quickly.

"Jiang Chen, what are you talking about? What did I do?"

Jiang Chen didn’t beat around the bush.

Takagi Gentarou had just died, and then they come looking for him—there were no such coincidences.

"Takagi Gentarou is dead,"

Jiang Chen went straight for the jugular.

"Oh, is that so?"

This Miss Fujiwara didn’t seem surprised in the least, not even bothering to exert the trivial effort to pretend.

"He got what he deserved. You must be very pleased now, Jiang Chen."

"Why should I be happy?"

"Takagi Gentarou broke business rules, lost his mind, and created such a bloody massacre, even nearly killing you, Jiang Chen. With his death, shouldn’t you be happy now?"

Jiang Chen subconsciously glanced around.

"Miss Fujiwara, if you’re nearby, then why don’t we talk face to face?"

"Giggle, Jiang Chen, you are quite the joker. I do indeed wish to have a long talk with you, but I am in Dongying. However, I’m sure there will be an opportunity in the future."

Being in Dongying and yet having a finger on the pulse of everything happening in Paris.

"Miss Fujiwara, you truly are omnipotent."

"You flatter me, Jiang Chen."

The other party didn’t seem in the mood for pleasantries, getting back to business: "I wonder when Mr. Jiang might be available to discuss our specific cooperation plans."

"I will contact you, Miss Fujiwara."

"Then I eagerly await your good news."

Jiang Chen put down his phone.

Pei Yunxi, who hadn’t interrupted, watched him.

Jiang Chen made eye contact with her, exhaled, and smiled, "The Fujiwara family, do you know of them?"

Pei Yunxi shook her head.

"There are a few financial conglomerates in Dongying that control the majority of the nation’s economy; you should be aware of this. The Fujiwara family I’m talking about is one of them, and also one of the most outstanding. Fanuc, life insurance, Sony... Many of Dongying’s pillar businesses have their investment. It’s said that even Mount Fuji is part of this family’s assets,"

Jiang Chen patiently explained.

"What are you trying to say?"

Though slightly shocking, as a celebrity, Pei Yunxi’s horizons were naturally broader than an average person’s, and her ability to adapt was stronger.

She knew.

This world, whether it was wealth or power, was always in the hands of a select few.

"This Fujiwara family, they’re the ally K.E Group or, shall we say, Takagi Gentarou had sought."

Pei Yunxi understood, "They’re the Dongying capital that you’ve been contesting with in the stock market?"

Jiang Chen nodded: "It seems Takagi Gentarou had never heard the story of Little Red Riding Hood. He paid a heavy price to get the Fujiwara family’s help, but summoning a god is easy, sending it away is hard. What the Fujiwara family is after is not the small portion of shares he held. Before Takagi Gentarou’s death, they had contacted me, inviting me to divide up K.E Group with them."

Pei Yunxi found it unbelievable, "How could they do such a thing?"

"Why not?"

Jiang Chen smiled: "In the eyes of capital, there are no friends or enemies, only interests. As long as the stakes are right, friends can turn into enemies at any time, and enemies into friends."

Pei Yunxi was lost for words.

"The Fujiwara family contacted me again just now. I’m starting to suspect that they might have something to do with Takagi Gentarou’s death."

"..."

Pei Yunxi was speechless, even though she wasn’t naïve about human treachery, her understanding was still shaken at that moment.

It’s not surprising for there to be cutthroat competition and deceit in business.

But the actions of the Fujiwara family far exceeded the limits of her comprehension.

"Working with such people is very dangerous; you need to be careful... not to become the next Takagi Gentarou."

Pei Yunxi earnestly warned.

Although her words were somewhat harsh and inauspicious, Jiang Chen knew she genuinely cared for him, which was comforting.

He couldn’t help but reach out boldly and touch her hair, which could serve as the endorsement for any shampoo brand.

"Of course, I know how dangerous they are, rest assured, I have experience."

Jiang Chen indeed wasn’t lying.

This wasn’t his first time dealing with people from Dongying.

Akagi Yoshiko died right in front of him.

They were so cruel even to their own people.

Let alone outsiders?

Pei Yunxi didn’t rebuke the audacious hand.

A gentle breeze blew by.

A few more sycamore seeds drifted down.