The importance of intelligence is self-evident.

If we compare it to a person.

Then intelligence is like the ears and eyes.

With Fujiwara Reiki’s intellect, there’s no need for excessive reminders, she surely knows that if she falls into enemy hands, death would be the best possible outcome.

If such a premium beauty is killed directly, that’s the real waste.

Heaven and Earth Bank.

Jiang Chen sat in the manager’s office chair, fully focused on the computer.

Don’t misunderstand.

He is not directing work, but appreciating one of the three great cultural elements of the Japanese.

What are the three great cultural elements of the Japanese.

Music, cartoons.

Don’t misunderstand.

He’s not watching those films, especially in broad daylight, he’s watching animation.

Hmm.

Naruto

The more he watched, the more Jiang Chen felt that the little Sakura in the anime and the female ninja with unlimited potential beside Fujiwara Reiki were extremely similar, both with the same heroic short hair, just different hair colors.

Pink in the anime, while Sakura’s is the traditional black of the East Asian.

Roof hopping is child’s play, the exaggerated Ninjutsu in the anime is dizzying.

The Japanese truly have imagination.

But compared to Shen Zhou, they are still far behind.

They even need to gather Chakra, while in Shen Zhou there’s no such thing as cooldowns, words become reality, combine those villages in Konoha and one Lotus of Fury would end them.

"Mr. Jiang."

A sudden voice interrupted Boss Jiang’s watching animes, to be more precise, interrupted his enjoyment of watching animation, as Zhuge Xi stood before the desk.

This manager of Heaven and Earth Bank still isn’t very polite.

Didn’t even knock.

If Boss Jiang was truly watching films, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?

But this is their office, why knock?

No trace of guilt for relaxation during work, Jiang Chen calmly manipulated the mouse and closed the anime.

"All done?"

"Yes. The five billion US Dollars have all been received."

With a person like Zhuge Xi, things are indeed much easier, it could be done before as well, but with many additional procedures, much more troublesome.

"When available, take a trip to East Sea, I’ll introduce a college roommate of mine to you, he’s also in finance, you’re the senior, exchange some discussions."

The construction of an intelligence network not only requires time but also massive amounts of money.

The larger the scale required, the higher the cost.

Thus, only national powers can support large intelligence agencies, like the world-renowned CIA, with operational costs unimaginable to ordinary people.

Only Boss Jiang.

A person’s assets exceeding that of most countries in the world.

Truly wealthy enough to rival a nation!

"I’m worried I might lead him astray."

Jiang Chen smiled, "The wrong path and the right path are merely different routes, as long as the objective is the same, they’ll eventually converge."

"He’s also your college roommate?"

The tall and lean Zhuge Xi suddenly inquired.

"Yes. Why?"

Jiang Chen asked.

"Then he might already be astray."

Perfectly timed humor.

Skillfully measured proportions.

A genius of such high intelligence, how could he not understand dealings with others, observing his extraordinary resume, is simply not attainable by a mere bookworm.

"I originally came today to alert you of something, but seeing this, I feel less inclined to share." Jiang Chen sighed.

Zhuge Xi remained silent.

"Why aren’t you speaking?"

"Since Mr. Jiang doesn’t want to say, it must be an insignificant matter."

"..."

Jiang Chen was speechless, then chuckled bitterly.

Being this kind of boss is truly stifling.

But facing top talents, that’s just normal.

"It’s both minor and significant."

"Then Mr. Jiang might as well tell me." Zhuge Xi eventually offered this big boss a step down.

Jiang Chen also took the opportunity, not putting on airs anymore, to talent like Zhuge Xi, akin to a protected species, they’re limited edition, each one lessens the count.

"Kyoto might be unrestful soon, I’m just saying might. You’ve many enemies abroad, be cautious these days."

"Weren’t my enemies all killed by terrorists?"

"You should have more enemies than that."

Jiang Chen was equally concise.

"It’s never a bad idea to be cautious. Always have a few bodyguards around."

Again, winning hearts here.

The art of leadership, subtle as the spring rain.

"Looks like I’ll be spending nights in the bank’s treasury soon."

Jiang Chen smiled warmly, nodding: "You are indeed clever."

"Would Mr. Jiang like to join?"

Join?

Sleep in the treasury?

What a joke.

How many pennies are in that treasury?

He’s the real moving treasure.

But Jiang Chen understood the subtle care, with the treasury’s security system maxed, it’s at least quieter than sleeping at the police station,

"Forget it, I’m not quite used to sleeping with men."

Ignoring the other’s resentful glance, Jiang Chen continued: "Should anything happen to me, you know what to do."

Money can do anything.

Especially in a capitalist world.

With his controlled assets, intentionally causing turmoil might be an exaggeration, but it could indeed create global chaos.

"Understood."

Jiang Chen was certain the other understood his meaning, but unexpectedly heard: "If anything happens to Mr. Jiang, I’ll find Miss Cao first thing."

"..."

Just as Jiang Chen was about to get up, he paused.

Find Cao Jinse?

That’s not quite what he meant.

But it seems fine.

Avoiding a headless crisis.

With Princess Cao’s wisdom, she should stabilize, lead the overall situation, and, avenge him!

Yet thinking this, for unknown reasons, Jiang Chen felt a strange sensation.

Somewhat like—an Emperor facing the harem’s external family forces, each supporting different figures.

Jiang Chen smiled silently, giving a deep look at the perhaps unintentional manager of Heaven and Earth Bank, continuing to stand up from the chair, passing by the other, pausing for a moment.

"Don’t always use those famous classics’ names, there are many ways to promote Shen Zhou culture, worried people won’t know those accounts are Oriental? You’re no longer a wandering lone ranger, be socially responsible. In this respect, you could definitely learn more from her. Evidence might be hard to find, but often, suspicion is enough. We can’t throw dirt on the country’s name."

"If your home only has the four great classics, I’ll send you some books."

"Thank you for the trouble, Mr. Jiang." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

This manager not directly hired by him maintained a deadpan humorous style,

Jiang Chen walked out, emotions mixed within.

Reaching great heights, relationships around inevitably become complex and intertwined.

Hmm.

Feeling a bit like understanding an Emperor’s distress.