Chapter 1700: Chapter 1139: She’s So Beautiful Bai Zheli spoke sincerely and seriously, but Fang Qing’s subsequent response left him dumbfounded. “Under the big tree, it’s good to enjoy shade; starting anew is hard work.” Fang Qing’s description was not exaggerated. Tianci Capital has developed rapidly, and its current market value is around several billion dollars. But when you consider its direct or indirect businesses, it’s astonishing. This financial war is a classic depiction of a snake swallowing an elephant. In fact, in the business world, such tactics are not surprising. Many renowned super enterprises might belong to unknown small companies behind the scenes. Just like a large bridge, the point of force might only rest on a tiny screw. “Where are your past ideals and aspirations?” Jiang Chen asked with a smile. Hard work is certainly hard work. But in his understanding, Qing Mei is not someone who would be content with “working for others.” Ideals and aspirations. To this, Fang Qing, who had worked hard to get into Political and Legal University, didn’t speak. Studying tirelessly, sacrificing sleep, is either to stand out, change destiny, achieve class leap, or to dedicate oneself to the country and the nation. This is the reason and motivation for most people studying hard. “You can consider it, my promise remains valid.” Without forcing Qing Mei to express her stance, Jiang Chen finished speaking and looked towards Bai Zheli on the other side. “From now on, the matters in Japan will be handed over to you.” It’s said that a CFO can never take charge alone, but Jiang Chen is evidently a different kind of boss. Fang Qing couldn’t help but look at the young man even younger than her. Though his words were quite understated, they represented that from now on, the burden of Japan including 1 city, 2 districts, and 43 counties would rest on Bai Zheli’s shoulders. Bai Zheli was understandably a bit confused. Jiang Chen didn’t say much nonsense, simply asked, “Are you willing or not?” Bai Zheli glanced at Fang Qing, then took a deep breath and responded with one word. Jiang Chen smiled, then took out a badge from his pocket and tossed it to Bai Zheli. Bai Zheli hurriedly caught it and opened his palm for a look. A mysterious and majestic Five-Clawed Golden Dragon, lifelike. “Limited edition, keep it safe.” Jiang Chen looked back at his computer. By the time they got off the plane, it was close to midnight. Everyone headed home. “Brother Chen, Sister Fang Qing, I’m leaving first.” Since Jiang Chen and Fang Qing lived in roughly the same direction, they continued traveling together. The driver who picked them up drove the car. “Have you talked to Shu Rui about…” Tanki Liuli was awakened during the descent and was of course sitting in the car at the moment. Boss Jiang always arranged for her to stay at Jin Zhuxuan’s place, but considering it’s so late now, it seemed somewhat inappropriate. Qing Gege understood and replied concisely, which made Jiang Chen both comforted and worried. The comfort was that Qing Mei really stood by his side. The worry was that without preparation, explaining things to Li Shuru abruptly might cause a lot of trouble. Can’t exactly send the Taoist nun sister to a hotel, can he? This trip to Japan, though she had no achievements, she certainly put in effort and accompanied him for such a long time. From the initial resistance to now, Jiang Chen suddenly found that he had unknowingly grown accustomed to the presence of this taciturn young Taoist nun. “Why don’t you come with me for a while when we get back?” Boss Jiang’s mind was quick. With Qing Gege present, any problem would be more easily communicated. His idea was indeed good, pulling Qing Mei as a buffer and spokesperson, but how could Fang Qing possibly assist in misconduct? “Right now I just want to have a good sleep.” The refusal was rather tactful, at least giving someone enough face. Of course, someone wasn’t insensitive; upon hearing this, how could he insist? He nodded, “Alright then, let’s drop you off first.” After taking Fang Qing home, Jiang Chen returned to Spring and Autumn Plaza, and as he passed by that white villa, he instinctively glanced at it. It was already late at night. But when he arrived at the asset he made his first and biggest investment in, he found the lights inside were still on. He came back quite suddenly, without notifying anyone in advance. Of course, Fang Qing and the others certainly didn’t reveal his whereabouts, otherwise Li Shuru would definitely have gone to pick him up at the airport. “Mr. Jiang, I’ll be leaving now.” The driver drove away. Duanmu Daochang remained very calm. This has always been her personality. In comparison, Jiang Chen is equally nonchalant, leading his seemingly unconvincing trump card straight through the door without any warnings not to say anything later. But the villa was very quiet. Jiang Chen led Duanmu Daochang upstairs, came to a guest room, and pushed the door open, “Sleep here tonight, you don’t mind, right?” The answer was obvious. Tanki Liuli has never been a picky person. She quietly walked in. Having entered the world for so long, she had long ceased to be the person she was when she came down from the mountain. With Jiang Chen’s help, the young Taoist nun gradually integrated into the bustling world from being someone who knew nothing about modern society, gaining self-sufficiency, and no longer foolishly walking dozens of kilometers to find someone. “Get some rest early.” Jiang Chen closed the door, settled the Taoist nun sister, then turned back to the master bedroom, gently grasped the door handle, and twisted it open. Under the dim lighting strip, a beautiful figure lay sideways facing away from the door, her hair jet black, sleepwear warm white. Jiang Chen’s mouth unconsciously curved upward, stepped into the room, and closed the door. He didn’t disturb his girlfriend; he went into the bathroom and took a refreshing shower first. When he was wiping his hair and came out of the bathroom, he saw his girlfriend had woken up and was sitting at the bedside. Jiang Chen chuckled and then said, “Yes, you’re dreaming. Is it a nightmare or a sweet dream?” The former East University courtyard beauty was aloof yet retained a tiny touch of immaturity in her aura. But now, she was presenting the simplest homey state, wearing sleepwear and sitting at the bedside, head surrounded by the lighting strip, entirely a different feeling. There was no uncontrollable joy or insatiable excitement; the girl who had become a woman patted the empty spot beside her. She had long been accustomed to such separations and reunions. “Why leave the lights on? It’s such a waste of resources.” Jiang Chen walked over. “Without the light on, can you see anything in the dark?” “Did you know I was coming back today?” Jiang Chen was curious. “No, so I kept the light on, just in case you came back someday.” The usually eloquent Jiang Chen was suddenly speechless, walked to the bedside, and sat down, “Li Shuru classmate, your sweet talk skills are getting higher and higher.” Without any shyness, Li Shuru leaned over directly and hugged her boyfriend’s arm. Jiang Chen’s expression softened, and he patted that smooth head of hair. “I brought a guest back.” Though unwilling to break the current atmosphere, it was something he needed to mention. “It’s a friend of mine and also my bodyguard.” “A bodyguard? A girl?” Jiang Chen was taken aback, “How did you know?” “Such a strong perfume smell on you.” Jiang Chen was speechless. Googlᴇ search novel-fire.ɴet It wasn’t perfume; it was just the Taoist nun sister’s natural body scent. “Where is she sleeping?” “The second guest room to the east.” Li Shuru sat up straight, “I’ll go say hello.” Jiang Chen wanted to stop her, but Li Shuru got out of bed. “Wait for me to come back.” Jiang Chen could only give up. Li Shuru left the master bedroom and returned to the room after about ten minutes, later than Jiang Chen had anticipated. After all, the Taoist nun sister is notoriously not good at talking. Li Shuru gently closed the door without posing as if she were interrogating; instead, she wore a look of wonder. The prepared words were instantly useless, and Jiang Chen couldn’t help smiling wryly.