I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Chapter 2438 - 1541: Summoning Shenlong~ (First Update)

"I really don’t believe it. Boss Fu, how about we have a little competition?"

Having returned from the army with injuries, Tie Jun’s personality had changed a lot. Normally, he wouldn’t take things seriously, but when it came to a man’s pride, how could he back down?

So.

He quickly issued a challenge to Fu Zili.

As for why out of the four present, he only challenged Fu Zili when someone else was also a guy...

Only a fool would step on a landmine like that.

"Waiter, bring a plate of peanuts, and a case of beer."

Fu Zili laughed, dodging the challenge, "Today I’m drinking beer with Fang Qing, you all do as you like."

"I’m driving, you all drink."

"I’ll cover the cost of the designated driver." Tie Jun said humorously.

"At worst, we can walk back from here, it’s not that far anyway."

The lady brought over a case of beer.

Fu Zili opened multiple bottles in succession, handing them out one by one, "By the way, how’s the wedding itinerary arranged?"

"Following the normal procedure, keeping everything simple."

"What about the convoy? Have you sorted it out? If not, I can arrange for it; feel free to choose from BBA."

Fu Zili finally showed the stature of a big brother.

He just went in for a while, he didn’t die, the business was still running, and the folks back in Sha City were helping out, so his connections and influence hadn’t really diminished.

On the contrary.

Coming out unscathed this time might even boost his standing significantly.

"It’s sorted, getting a few cars from relatives and friends isn’t hard, we’re just ordinary folks, don’t care much about appearances, as long as it works, no need for BBA."

Saying this, Tie Jun couldn’t help but look at Fang Qing, since his wife had mentioned it, he needed to keep it in mind.

"Qing Gege, since you’re going to be a bridesmaid that day and won’t need a car, why not let your president be used as the wedding car?"

"That’ll need a red envelope."

"Haha, don’t worry, for sure, it won’t overlap with the bridesmaid’s red envelope!"

Fang Qing nodded, "All right then."

"Fang Qing is a bridesmaid?"

Fu Zili just found out.

"Yeah, along with a colleague of Wen Rong, and Tong Dan. Do you remember, they were classmates with Fang Qing at Sha City High School."

"And the groomsmen?"

"Here’s one right here."

Following Tie Jun’s gesture, Fu Zili’s gaze shifted to Jiang Chen.

This guy, Tie Jun.

He really has a knack.

He was just grandly espousing earlier in the car about minding one’s own business, only to conduct stealthy maneuvers here.

"And the other two?"

Fu Zili asked with a calm demeanor.

"Xiao Yu, and my squad leader from the army. I’ll arrange a time soon to gather everyone before the wedding, keep up with the trends, and have one last bachelor party before getting married."

"Listen to how you’re putting it, such a joyous occasion, why make it sound so somber, let’s drink to that."

Fu Zili poured the drink and raised the glass, "To you and your bride’s lifelong happiness and harmony."

Tie Jun returned the toast.

"Also wishing you no more calamities, peace from now on."

"Haha."

Fu Zili laughed heartily, "I’ll take your good words."

After downing the drink, Fu Zili contentedly wiped his mouth. Although his days in the detention center were indeed comfortable, at least much more so than others, there was no alcohol to drink.

"Today Jiang Chen is hosting, I’ll cover your bachelor party."

He raised his hand, stopping Tie Jun who wanted to speak.

"As brothers, we’re in this life together, not the next, don’t be polite with me over such small things."

"Who said I was going to be polite with you."

Tie Jun said, "I was actually going to say, in that case, you’d better choose a high-end venue. After all, my old squad leader, and Wen Rong’s colleagues are coming, must make the scene impressive for my buddies."

Fu Zili laughed with pride.

"Don’t worry about that, leave it to me. I have survived in Sha City for so many years, I won’t embarrass you."

Tie Jun stopped pretending, and laughed, "As long as it suits, don’t be so extravagant, my persona is very practical."

Jiang Chen, Fang Qing, and Fu Zili all laughed.

"You haven’t told your wife any of your past stories, have you?"

Fu Zili teased.

"What past stories of mine? Only accidents."

"You’ve forgotten, one night, we were playing hide and seek in someone’s yard, you and Jiang Chen rushed into a building without checking, kicked the door open, only to find a woman in a tub bathing inside..."

"See, that was an accident."

"Wasn’t it that you only saw her back since she was turning away?"

Fang Qing’s voice brought a sudden quietness to the atmosphere.

Fu Zili was incredulous, "Fang Qing, you know about this too?"

"He told me."

Fu Zili looked helplessly at Jiang Chen, with a constipated expression, "Even things like this you share?"

"Jiang Chen has a few moles, Fang Qing knows where they are, what do you think?"

Tie Jun laughed, tossing a salted peanut into his mouth.

Everyone has their own secrets.

Absolute transparency is impossible, even between married couples.

But these two living door-to-door were almost completely transparent to each other.

Of course.

That was in the past.

"There’s nothing that can’t be said, it wasn’t intentional, why shouldn’t I share?"

Looking at him now, sitting there so at ease, you could see how reckless he was in his youth.

After all, Fang Qing was still a girl; if it had been another guy, like Tie Jun or Fu Zili, they would be embarrassed, but he had no qualms, not only hiding nothing, but treating it as a fun story, eagerly sharing it with Fang Qing.

Sharing is delightful, but it led to a rather tragic outcome.

Who knew Fang Qing would lack integrity, turning around and telling his parents; Jiang Chen couldn’t recall whether the lady in the tub was pale or not, but he remembered to this day how his mom, after Fang Qing reported him, dragged him into a room, her face flushed purple.

Since then, he realized that the girl next door couldn’t be trusted, was a little sneak, but he had no memory, at most he’d bear a grudge for two days, then he’d forget, and when the same situation arose, he’d repeatedly fall into the same trap, getting badly battered, and after swearing in secret, he’d still foolishly step into the same pit a few days later...

And so it went, looping.

When did he finally "learn a painful lesson"?

Probably.

After learning his mother was terminally ill.

Nevertheless.

By then, there was no privacy to worry about.

Because.

Fang Qing wouldn’t tattle anymore.

"Jiang Chen, of all the props and supports, I support you the most."

Fu Zili laughed, raising his glass, "To your ’honesty’."

"I think we should toast to Qing Gege, because it’s thanks to Qing Gege’s presence in our lives that they’re so rich and endlessly memorable."

Tie Jun proposed, "Right, Jiang Chen?"

Jiang Chen nodded naturally, "I agree, without Qing Gege, my life experience would be missing five-sevenths."

"Five-sevenths?"

"Joy, anger, sorrow, contemplation, fear, shock. Without joy and contemplation, isn’t that five-sevenths?"

Tie Jun and Fu Zili were momentarily stunned.

Then they burst into hearty laughter in unison.

"Really no joy or contemplation?"

Fang Qing gently confirmed.

The laughter of Fu Zili and the others abruptly stopped.

If.

All of one’s emotions were embodied by one single person.

What does that mean?

Jiang Chen gave his answer, raising his glass and drinking alone.

"Then let’s summon the dragon."