I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 890 - 649 auction starts

Chapter 890: 649 auction starts

The family meeting was still ongoing.

However, He Yihui had stopped attending and stepped out to sit down in the courtyard.

No one cared about her departure; after all, when it came to such essential matters involving the family’s future, she had no say.

Plus, the twenty billion that Guo’s had borrowed had already played her part; there was no point in staying any longer.

There was a swing outside the manor.

He Yihui sat on it, gently rocking herself back and forth.

As a child when swinging, her feet would be dangling in the air, but now she had to intentionally tuck her legs up.

"Hold on tight!"

Suddenly, a deep voice called out beside her ear.

Then, the swing began to sway violently.

He Yihui gripped the ropes of the swing tightly.

He Qiyang, who had snuck over unnoticed, was pushing his sister’s back forcefully, his handsome face radiant with an enchanting smile in the sunlight.

"Sis, exciting, isn’t it?"

After a few pushes, He Qiyang stopped and then said, "Now it’s your turn to push me."

He Yihui, as if she hadn’t heard him, remained on the slowly calming swing and asked, "How come you’re out here?"

"It’s boring in there. No one listens to me when I speak. Why stay? Better to chat with you."

He Qiyang, not minding the propriety expected of the wealthy, sat down on the swing beside her in a rather ungentlemanly manner as he spoke.

"Sis, the Guo’s really did us a favor this time, you’ve got quite the charm."

He Qiyang, straddling the swing, looked at He Yihui’s profile and said with a grin, "I knew Guo Anle liked you. See, I wasn’t wrong. Just the other day, I bumped into him."

As the youngest children of the gambler king, He Yihui’s personality was somewhat aloof. Even with her family, she wasn’t very close, but He Qiyang seemed different, like a chatterbox.

His eyes sparkled with curiosity as he eagerly inquired, "Sis, what do you think? I think Guo Anle is quite decent. You could give it a try with him and if it doesn’t work out, just change."

"With all that spare time on your hands, you might as well focus on serious matters. If something goes wrong with the bidding for the gambling license, your days as a carefree playboy might be over."

He Qiyang was dismissive. "What use is me worrying? I’m not that capable. Not causing trouble for the family is my way of contributing."

And it was true.

Most prodigal sons seemed to have a certain self-awareness.

He Yihui couldn’t help but curl her lips slightly, "Do you think if the He family was gone, all those girlfriends of yours would still be devoted to you?"

If spoken inside the manor, such words would undoubtedly cause a huge uproar, and He Yihui might even be punished by the family.

"Please, let’s not talk about that, sis."

He Qiyang warned in a serious tone, whispering and deliberately looking around.

At the time, the He family was all inside the manor having the meeting, and the bodyguards wouldn’t come over. There was no one else near the swings besides the two siblings.

He Yihui stomped her foot on the ground to stop the swing.

He Qiyang pulled back his gaze from the surroundings and looked at her, pondering for a moment before boasting, "Sis, not to hide it from you, those girls have all said when they were with me that they really liked me, and it wouldn’t change regardless if I was He Qiyang or not."

As soon as he finished speaking, before He Yihui could react, He Qiyang couldn’t help but start laughing first.

He had amused himself.

He Yihui nonchalantly nodded, "Then you really are charming."

He Qiyang’s smile was radiant.

He liked spending time with his youngest sister. No matter what, she never lectured him with clichéd morals or tried to be a life coach.

"Sis, trust me, a man knows a man best, and Guo Anle really isn’t bad."

"Did you take a bribe from him? Trying to be a lobbyist?"

"No."

He Qiyang immediately shook his head. "Do I need to take bribes? He gave our family twenty billion. Sis, this is heartfelt advice. Of course, whether you listen or not is your own business. I’m just offering a suggestion."

He Yihui turned her head, "Did you sort out that matter with your girlfriend’s pregnancy?"

He Qiyang’s handsome face stiffened.

"... Sis, if you talk about these things, then the conversation can’t continue."

"Let’s talk about your eighteen-year-old sister? Wait, is she eighteen or seventeen?"

He Qiyang, who had countless romantic encounters, decisively stood up.

"I’m going in for a drink."

He Yihui smiled and tried to keep him there, "You won’t die of thirst if you drink a little later, talk to me."

He Qiyang pretended not to hear and walked into the mansion without looking back.

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The first card game auction took place on an ordinary weekend.

The location was the council pavilion adjacent to the city hall.

Vera, dressed in a petite suit, walked out of her room with an air of noble chilliness, and her bodyguards immediately followed.

When she reached Jiang Chen’s door, she stopped.

This time, she didn’t let a bodyguard open the door directly and politely pressed the doorbell instead.

"Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong..."

After a short while,

The door opened.

Jiang Chen appeared at the doorway, in a gray suit and shinning leather shoes, maybe he even got a haircut the previous night, his neat hairstyle meticulously groomed.

Clothes do indeed make the man – Vera couldn’t help but be impressed.

"You really are quite handsome."

Jiang Chen remained quite composed in the face of such praise, stepped out, and closed the door behind him.

"Let’s go."

Vera’s gaze seemingly casually swept over his cuff.

A small, delicate embroidery of a dragon that looked vivid and lifelike.

Leaving the hotel, they rode in the motorcade.

Before the council pavilion.

One of Haojiang’s most famous four squares.

It was already bustling on a normal day, and today, being the weekend, it was even more crowded with people taking pictures and enjoying the scenery.

Suddenly,

A series of imposing motorcades drove in succession, drawing the attention of the tourists who murmured among themselves with envy and awe showing their reverence for wealth and power.

Although no traffic control was implemented, some suit-clad enforcers had already been stationed around the council pavilion. Whenever someone tried to take pictures randomly, they were politely yet firmly stopped.

On the southeast side,

Two motorcades coincidentally stopped.

Vera and Jiang Chen got out.

Across from them,

Song Chaoge also stepped down, and although he had lost Geng Long, his right-hand man, his presence seemed unaffected.

"Stay cool,"

Jiang Chen whispered.

After all, the girl beside him didn’t play by usual rules, and old six and his buddies were all armed to the teeth.

Enemies meet with particular hatred.

If she acted impulsively and caused trouble here, it would really stir up a spectacle.

Fortunately, Vera wasn’t so rash. She didn’t even glance at Song Chaoge, perhaps because he wasn’t wearing glasses and she didn’t recognize him, and walked straight into the council pavilion.

Jiang, however, wasn’t so discourteous and stopped to wait for Song Chaoge.

"Brother Jiang, you’re here early."

Song Chaoge approached with a smile.

"Mr. Song, let’s go together."

Jiang Chen invited.

Song Chaoge nodded, and the two men walked side by side into the council pavilion, both with smiles on their faces. Yet, as only one poker card was at stake, they walked in smiling, but it was unknown who would be able to leave with a smile.