I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2193 - 1401: Camera_2

The bodyguard brought over an ashtray.

Zhong Xiaoye extinguished the cigar.

"Get up."

The young fellow hesitated somewhat theatrically, then slowly stood up, supporting himself on his knees.

"Are you very afraid of the Fang Family?"

Upon hearing this, the young fellow, who hadn’t even stood up straight, almost wanted to kneel down again.

Afraid?

Of course afraid.

Otherwise, if it were an ordinary woman, how about trying?

But honestly, sometimes the truth is best left unsaid, otherwise, wouldn’t that be boosting others’ morale while diminishing one’s own?

"Look."

There was a reason for making him stand up, and the young fellow obeyed the elder brother’s words and looked out the window.

"At this moment, many people are having a meeting in the hall over there. The Fang Family should be there, and so should the Fourth Miss. Why aren’t we there?"

The young fellow’s heart raced, beating rapidly, and he didn’t dare speak at all.

"Because we’re commoners. Because we were born into poor families. That’s the simple reason."

Zhong Xiaoye said calmly: "No matter how hard we work, no matter how much success we achieve, no matter how much we contribute to the economic development, the people sitting in there will never look at us squarely. Because in their eyes, we are like slaves from ancient times, with letters carved on our faces, that can’t be washed away or wiped clean."

The young fellow couldn’t help but clench his fists, his eyes trembling, revealing a flame of defiance.

"Why should they?"

"Indeed, why should they."

Zhong Xiaoye nodded, "Why do they get to enjoy everything effortlessly? Why are they born into a high position? Why can they freely trample on others’ dignity?"

If someone recorded these words and posted them online, oh well, Zhong Tingwang might become a hero in the eyes of the netizens.

That’s why selectively quoting is frowned upon.

Unlike netizens who lack independent thinking and love to join the bandwagon, the young fellow quickly calmed down after the brief excitement, starting to ponder the elder brother’s intentions.

Even though he thought the disadvantages outweighed the advantages, it was obvious that the elder brother’s mind was made up. Since the elder brother was determined to help him "seek justice," as the victim, was there any reason to argue further?

Nothing much left to say!

"Please give your orders, elder brother."

The young fellow’s eyes turned sinister, his face displaying a frightening ferocity, "Whatever you say, I’ll do it!"

"Fang Jun has already left, gone to Sichuan and Shu."

The gathered intelligence was quite substantial.

No wonder it was so fierce; it wasn’t all just impulsive.

With Fang Jun gone, the Fang Family probably wouldn’t care much about a nameless woman.

The young fellow, filled with murderous intent, waited silently for his next move.

"Find that woman, and teach her a lesson."

"Yes!" 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

The young fellow turned decisively and quickly stepped outside, suddenly feeling even more agile.

The bodyguard opened the door.

Resolute for revenge, the young fellow stepped out.

Zhong Xiaoye never looked back, facing the window, his back exuded profoundness and calm grandeur.

Duke or general—are they born to those titles?

What about the poor’s children? Must they collide with these self-important so-called nobles?

The old times have passed. In today’s era, it’s all about money, all about the dollar!

Within less than a kilometer of straight-line distance to the Kyoto Hotel.

The meeting Zhong Tingwang referred to had just concluded.

Waiting journalists randomly selected their interview targets.

Actually, Zhong Xiaoye was slightly inaccurate in his statement; not all participants were nobles. Emerging from the hall on the tall steps, Boss Jiang also made an appearance.

Like Zhong Xiaoye, Boss Jiang was also a true commoner, having no ties to nobility. Even tracing back eighteen generations might yield the same result—there’s seemingly no Jiang emperor across the five thousand-year history.

Of course.

For Boss Jiang, this was also his first grand debut, present as an audience throughout, responsible for applause afterward. No connections—participating was what mattered.

Princess Cao was also there, but with so many attendees, they were not seated together. Descending the steps alone, Boss Jiang had no intention to linger, after all, surrounded by authoritative media. Who knew when a camera might catch him?

It doesn’t always require daily presence.

"Miss He, it’s your first time attending a meeting in the capital, isn’t it? Would you mind sharing your real feelings with us?"

Representing both sides of the strait, the Fourth Miss from the He Family, attending a meeting for the first time, unsurprisingly was caught by the journalists.

Her exotic looks were captured by the camera, the grand hall as the background, making her the most captivating sight in the square.

It’s worth noting.

The lenses here did not have beauty filters.

True beauties have never needed filters.

Although it was also the first time for someone like her, He Yihui had been in the family’s power center for a considerable time, no longer the carefree and carefree Fourth Miss she once was.

Facing the nation’s lens, she remained calm and composed, displaying elegance and poise, articulating herself with ease, fully showcasing what it meant to be an heiress of a prestigious family with grace and style.

It turned out that the He Family didn’t only have the Second Miss He Junru, but also a younger, equally beautiful and wise Fourth Miss.

"Thank you, Miss He, for your praise and love for the inland and our Kyoto. As a representative of Haojiang, we would like to ask, in recent years, what breakthrough progress has Haojiang achieved in integrating into the national development framework?"

"Haojiang’s destiny has always been closely tied to the motherland. Relying on the center, the platform, and the base assigned by the motherland, in the past eight months, Macau’s cross-border RMB settlement with the mainland increased by 47% year-on-year, with over 6,000 Haozi Enterprises registered in the deep cooperation zone. Especially in the field of traditional Chinese medicine and health, the Haojiang Pharmaceutical Supervision Bureau achieved mutual recognition of the first batch of nine Chinese medicine varieties with the mainland, truly sending ’Made in Haojiang’ into the pharmacies of the Gulf Area."

There’s an absolute difference between a true heiress and a mere wealthy inheritor.

The reporter continued: "We noticed that the non-gambling industry revenue share of Haojiang has increased from 6.1% two years ago to today’s 22.3%. Where did the momentum of this moderately diversified economic development come from?"

Even without a script and full of spontaneity, He Yihui remained unfazed, her abundant knowledge overshadowing her exceptional beauty for a moment.

"This is credited to the technology innovation corridor positioning bestowed by the motherland. The four national key laboratories in Haojiang have collaborated on 32 projects with Mainland research institutions. In aerospace, the No. 1 satellite co-developed with mainland partners was successfully launched at the end of last year. In finance, the motherland supported Haojiang in establishing an RMB clearing bank, and in the past few months of this year, offshore RMB bonds worth 28 billion have been issued, building a new cross-border financing channel for Portuguese-speaking countries."

Beside her.

A silhouette passing by happened to slow down, seemingly eavesdropping on this interview.

Unlike previous Haojiang representatives, this time the Fourth Miss from the He Family was all about the motherland, expressing unprecedentedly straightforward support and endorsement for the two places’ community.

"Thank you for your answer. Finally, we would like to trouble Miss He to summarize in one sentence the future prospects of cooperation between Haojiang and the mainland."

"We will always remember the advice to rely on the motherland and connect with the world, leveraging Haojiang’s role as a hub, not only letting the ’Haojiang car’ drive into the Gulf Area but also leading ’Shen Zhou Road’ toward Portuguese-speaking countries, playing a new Chapter of Haojiang in constructing a new development pattern."

It’s not suitable to reminisce in front of the reporter; someone smiled faintly, didn’t disturb, and strode forward.

Someone passed by, and after the interview ended, He Yihui felt something and instinctively turned her head.

Then.

Her pupils contracted, then her supple lips, distinct from traditional Eastern beauty, involuntarily lifted into a soft curve.

The departing reporter, prepared to express gratitude and leave, caught this detail. Working in media, reading expressions is a basic skill. The cameraman instinctively moved the camera, sweeping from exotic He Yihui to the passing man.

On the hall’s square.

In the swaying footage.

A young man and woman brushed past each other, no words, just side profiles both with smiles, perfectly matching.