NOVEL I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping Chapter 2480 - 1564: Childhood Bragging

I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Chapter 2480 - 1564: Childhood Bragging
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Chapter 2480: Chapter 1564: Childhood Bragging

The county’s Brahman is indeed well-deserved.

Although from Hong’an, being part of the same city, it’s not surprising to have connections in Sha City.

Fu Zili nodded to Wu Yubin as a gesture of gratitude,

to which the latter smiled and raised his bottle in response, showing it was of no consequence to him.

Aside from a tall stature, a handsome appearance, and good manners, what else should a man have?

A solid sense of security.

Ji Ailin’s perception seemed to elevate in an instant. Initially, it was just admiration, but seeing the fleeting dismissal of troublesome individuals, her heart uncontrollably skipped a beat.

"It’s fine, keep drinking."

Tie Jun tried to lighten the atmosphere.

Everything continued.

As if nothing had happened.

After staying in the room for a while, Fu Zili stepped out.

"Did Fu Zili offend someone?" Tong Dan muttered, watching his back.

That earlier incident was completely out of the norm.

In a place like Emperor, when would there be inspections? It should have been forecasted beforehand.

Moreover,

Checking IDs was fine, as it was legal and compliant, but forcibly accusing them of using banned substances and taking them away for investigation was a clear abuse of power.

"That’s the world for you, full of danger and intrigue."

Jiang Chen spoke mysteriously, snacking on peanuts, his elegance unaffected in the slightest.

Tong Dan raised her glass to the hero who resolved the trouble invisibly, "Hey handsome, let’s drink."

He truly deserved to be the final act.

Tie Jun, an old class leader indeed, was quite an honored guest.

And he was also quite humble, not boastful at all.

Hmm.

In a small county like Hong’an, he’d definitely be considered a dragon among men.

Tong Dan had never been to Hong’an; to be precise, she had only passed by and never lingered. Her biggest impression of Hong’an was the baked pancakes.

Hong’an baked pancakes, famous nationwide.

About ten minutes later, the door to the private room opened, and Fu Zili came back in, with a waiter bringing more drinks behind him.

The drinks were consumed quickly.

The table, once full, was now more than half empty.

Tong Dan was undoubtedly the biggest contributor, currently singing with the soon-to-be bride, Wen Rong.

Fu Zili walked over and sat down next to Boss Jiang, his eyes shifting in the dynamic lighting.

"I inquired; it’s likely more than likely that it was orchestrated by Green Land."

Jiang Chen remained calm, just nodding slightly.

Fu Zili picked up a bottle.

"No, I need a break. You and Qing Gege drink."

Fu Zili looked at Tong Dan, who was flushed and spirited, and understood, then turned to Fang Qing and smiled.

"Today’s a day worth commemorating, let’s have a drink."

His gaze was meaningful.

As if it wasn’t just about Tie Jun’s bachelor party.

Qing Gege was quite open-minded and picked up an untouched dark beer.

"Bottoms up."

Fu Zili was startled, finding it hard to believe, "Bottoms up?"

"Bottoms up."

Fang Qing took the lead, raising her fair neck.

"Gulp."

In one go, she chugged the bottle.

Fu Zili chuckled silently, then gave a thumbs-up, not backing down, and also chugged the bottle. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Putting down the empty bottle, he patted someone’s shoulder for good luck, paused no longer, and decisively left this place of trouble.

"What on earth is this?"

Jiang Chen couldn’t help but say, he wasn’t worried for himself, but rather a bit concerned for the other person.

"Who knows when there will be another opportunity like this."

Even Fang Qing seemed infected by the atmosphere.

Jiang Chen could understand; like a constantly operating machine, even the most rational person will have a moment when they want to relax or indulge, but.

"If everyone gets drunk, how will we get back?"

"We’ll talk about it when we’re drunk."

Fang Qing picked up another bottle.

The two locked eyes; Jiang Chen could only smile wryly and accompanied her with a drink.

"Thank you."

Tie Jun and old class leader Wu Yubin sat together.

"What are you saying, didn’t they also want to take me away."

Tie Jun laughed, clinking glasses, everything understood without words.

"Even if I hadn’t intervened, someone else certainly would have, right?"

"Actually, Qing Gege was enough; Qing Gege is a lawyer and can easily handle this kind of minor trouble. No need to waste favors on this."

"Favors are meant to be used, right? Relationships between people grow closer through mutual trouble-solving."

Tie Jun felt enlightened, nodding, "That’s the old class leader for you."

Wu Yubin glanced at Fu Zili, who had rejoined Hong Xiaoyu, "Did President Fu annoy someone?"

Everyone was smart.

The situation was self-evident.

"I don’t know. Even if I asked him, he wouldn’t tell me."

Tie Jun was nonchalant, at ease, "But there’s no need to worry. As long as it’s not his fault, in Sha City, nobody can harm him."

"Yeah. Indeed. With a Daluo Golden Immortal sitting here."

The old class leader still took his words as a joke.

But that’s understandable.

For anyone, even himself, not knowing Jiang Chen, it would be impossible to believe that the guy who made everyone laugh while singing was a super-powerful being beyond the mortal realm.

Tie Jun did not explain further.

"Drink up."

"Ah—"

Meticulously crafted, finally achieving satisfactory results, Ji Ailin, who had posted on her social media moments, covered her mouth in disbelief, stifling a reflexive gasp.

"What’s wrong?"

Sitting beside her, Wen Rong had just finished a song and her attention was caught.

Ji Ailin’s eyes trembled fiercely, focusing intently on her phone screen, or more accurately, on her social media moments.

"Zoom, zoom, zoom—"

Her status just went live, attracting a flurry of likes and comments, indicating she had a substantial number of friends, unlike some guys. For instance, Boss Jiang, before graduating from East University, had fewer than a hundred contacts in his phonebook, specifically only about thirty.

Of course.

What astonished Ji Ailin to the point of voicing it wasn’t the comments and likes on her own post, which were commonplace by now. It was someone else’s post that shocked her.

"Rongrong, look, is this... a Koenigsegg?"

She zoomed the video with her fingers.

This was a hastily recorded video.

The location was on a main street.

The videographer was a friend of hers.

In the video, a heavy truck was smoothly driving, and inside the transparent trailer, a supercar was notably being transported.

The low-slung wedge-shaped body, wide and thick turtle-like rear embedded with giant rims and polygonal taillights, central exhaust pipes as fierce as beastly fangs. The front’s massive intake appeared like a blood-curdling mouth consuming air, with the hood’s heat-dissipating ribs like taut muscles. The entire carbon-fiber patterned body seemed designed to cut through air—

The appearance, strikingly similar to a Koenigsegg she had just learned about recently!

Her friend was, of course, a Sha City local.

Meaning,

This video was filmed in Sha City!

Sha City.

Unexpectedly hosting a tens-of-millions top-tier supercar?!

The video was short, lasting only a few seconds. After replaying it several times, Wen Rong’s eyes widened; she was clearly stunned as well.

"...Kind of looks like... does it?"

"Take out your phone!"

Ji Ailin hurriedly said.

Wen Rong instinctively took out her phone.

"Quick, search for Koenigsegg!"

With the photo displayed, placing the two phones side by side for comparison, both of them were mesmerized.

"Hiss—"

Ji Ailin sucked in a cold breath.

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

Beyond just social media moments.

The news of a Koenigsegg appearing on Sha City’s streets had quickly spread to various chat groups.

Ji Ailin slowly turned her head.

Could there truly be someone who can turn the boastful claims of their childhood into reality?

Or perhaps,

Does the world really harbor such bizarre coincidences?

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