I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2213 - 1412: A Good Name (Part 2)

Irretrievable.

Once you’re on the "pirate ship," it’s hard to disembark.

However.

It seems to suit his intentions.

This collaboration, from the very moment Yang Qinghua approached him, was clearly planned for the long term, not just a simple series of individual events. The earnest concern for Heaven and Earth Bank’s development speed is evident from the scene witnessed underground just now.

A great upheaval unseen in a century.

The world’s geopolitical landscape is unpredictable.

One more trench is one more ally.

Initially, Yang Qinghua wanted to invite him for a working meal, but Boss Jiang declined, citing other commitments. It’s no wonder that Princess Cao wasn’t very inclined to interact with her, and it wasn’t just due to personal reasons.

Of course.

She is also performing her duties, devoted to the public good, without personal desires.

It wasn’t an excuse; Jiang Chen genuinely had business. On his way to a certain detention center, Jiang Chen sat in the back seat, calmly looking at his phone.

The phone screen displayed the same LME real-time market data that was seen in the basement earlier. The copper price, which should have plummeted, was mysteriously supported. There was also real-time international news not yet reported: the Belarus National Wealth Fund sold all its U.S. debt, the Brazilian Central Bank transported 380 tons of gold reserves to the East Sea Gold Exchange, and the offshore RMB liquidity miraculously reversed...

"Click."

The phone screen went dark.

Jiang Chen raised his head, leaned back in the seat, and closed his eyes to rest.

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Forty-plus minutes of driving, just enough to rest adequately.

When Jiang Chen sat in front of Hu Die, he was in good spirits. As for the latter... she also seemed normal.

Some people in detention centers lose their appetite and can’t sleep.

Others live comfortably, eating well and resting well.

No guards were watching; it was just the two of them in the visiting room.

The ways of the world are indeed unpredictable.

Logically speaking.

The one sitting here visiting should definitely not have been Jiang Chen.

"How do you feel?"

"Not bad."

Even though she was wearing the uniform inside, Hu Die’s face showed no hint of depression or despair. Whether she was guilty or not was still undetermined.

Like that cat in physics.

Whether it was self-defense or excessive self-defense, both could be true.

"Do you want to stay in there longer?"

Boss Jiang was not the nurturing type, so he got straight to the point, "If you really want to, no one will force you. But aren’t you twenty-eight this year? When you get out, you might be a middle-aged woman."

No matter how unique a woman is, there are always some things she avoids thinking about.

Especially when Boss Jiang mentioned a taboo shared by women all over the world.

The term "middle-aged woman" acted like a fuse, igniting the rage in Hu Die’s eyes. She pursed her lips tightly, staring at Jiang Chen, without uttering a word.

You have to understand.

Even though she was only detained, she wasn’t without handcuffs or shackles, and she could lash out at any time.

However, Boss Jiang wasn’t a weak bookworm; unless there was a gun involved, it wouldn’t be easy for her to overpower him, even if she wasn’t a match. At the very least, he could hold his ground until the guards outside heard the commotion and came in.

"What have you decided?"

Boss Jiang spoke bluntly, just as a formality.

After all, she was someone else’s person, so there was no reason to be amiable.

Hu Die ultimately chose not to use force. After all, if she beat someone up here until they were unrecognizable, a conviction of intentional harm would certainly stick. She spoke, "Do you dare to trust me?"

"I don’t trust you."

Jiang Chen straightforwardly replied, then added, "I don’t need to trust you either."

"What do you mean?"

"I’m not Song Chaoge, nor am I Fang Jun. There’s no affection between us, and maybe even a little grudge. Even if I say I trust you, you wouldn’t believe it."

"So?"

"So, you might need to change your way of thinking. I don’t know what your previous relationship with them was like, but if you choose to follow me, and I mean if, you could think of it as an employee-boss relationship."

Hu Die’s pupils narrowed slightly, waiting for him to continue.

"Between an employee and a boss, is what’s called loyalty really necessary? Clearly, it’s not. Both sides have their own interests, each getting what they need. If you don’t meet my expectations, it’s simple, I’ll fire you. And you have the same power to fire a boss."

Was this meant to be a bad joke?

Hu Die didn’t laugh, she remained silent for a while.

"Then what kind of position do you plan to offer me?"

Jiang Chen smiled slightly.

"As I said before, and now more than ever, there is no other choice. You must go abroad; you can’t stay in the country anymore."

"Where to?"

"How about Myanmar? You should be quite familiar with it, and probably have many old acquaintances there. As the first stop, it couldn’t be more appropriate."

Hu Die’s gaze wavered; his answer completely surprised her.

She thought his pompous reason to send her abroad was just to settle some favor for Young Master Fang, and what awaited her was probably a life of anonymity and mediocrity. However, the outcome was entirely different from her expectations.

He genuinely intended to arrange a job for her.

Jiang Chen eyed her, clearly younger than her but with a gaze more mature and profoundly unfathomable.

Hu Die was obviously quite familiar with this man before her, but sitting so close face-to-face like this was indeed a first.

He suddenly relaxed and smiled again.

"If you’re willing to wash your hands of it all, that would naturally be best. Young Master Fang would also likely hope for such an outcome. But I believe that possibility to be slim. Am I right?"

Hu Die made no response but calmly asked, "What am I going to do in Myanmar?"

"Du Enqin from the Peace Hotel in Myanmar, she used to be your subordinate, right? Go see her; after all, she runs a hotel, food and drinks will be on the house, treat it as a getaway."

"Are you suggesting I continue with those kinds of businesses?"

Hu Die’s lips curled slightly. Her tone was unruffled, but her face betrayed a trace of sarcasm.

Jiang Chen maintained his composure.

"Although I admit Young Master Song’s viewpoint has some merit, some things inevitably need to be done by someone. However, similarly, a person’s energy is limited; one cannot handle everything."

Hu Die remained silent.

"Young Master Fang instructed me to look after you, so I can’t go against this intention. Your work won’t be risk-free, but the danger level isn’t high, as long as you don’t act recklessly. After all, a weak woman going up against ten big men alone is just walking into a trap, and no one else is to blame."

Having laid all the groundwork, Jiang Chen got to the point.

"Your job is simple, to utilize your skills to train a group of intelligence personnel similar to Du Enqin. Don’t feel too pressured, as you’re not building the foundation from scratch; most of the framework is already in place. What you need to do is add the finishing touches, and there will be many colleagues assisting and supporting you."

Hu Die’s pupils constricted and then relaxed.

"You have quite the ambition."

"No."

Jiang Chen placed his hand on the table between them, laughing leisurely, "Know yourself and your enemy; a hundred battles, a hundred victories. Intelligence work is an essential component in business activities. It can help you grasp opportunities ahead of time, even stay undefeated. And I, as a businessman, value the construction of an intelligence network, which is reasonable."

Hu Die fixed her gaze on him, treating these words as mere background noise.

"Aren’t you afraid I might leak this to Song Chaoge?"

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment.

"Are you a masochist?"

"..."

Heart-wrenching words!

Hu Die’s breathing quickened, and for an instant, she really might have had the urge to lash out.

"The quality of stubbornly persisting in hitting a wall is indeed precious, but such a life would be hard and painful, and besides, except for a very few lucky ones, most will find it all in vain."

Jiang Chen stood up and walked out.

"The outbreak of violent events abroad was truly your scheme?"

A voice came from behind.

"Are you the mastermind behind Heaven’s Punishment?"

Jiang Chen paused his steps.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about. But you have inspired me. I seem to know what my intelligence department should be called."

"Sky Net, what do you think?"

Footsteps sounded.

The visiting room door opened.

Light spilled in, only to be quickly blocked again.

"A good name."

Hu Die sat alone on the iron chair, her expression calm and still.