I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2224 - 1418: Kite

The lower class is the tragically exploited, with no control over their own fate.

But are people at the top really free?

At least Director Shi can’t be entirely himself; even if he wants some private space, he has to specially make time for it.

Tomorrow, the large delegation from Jinhai will arrive in Kyoto for negotiations, leaving Director Shi with only one precious day. Knowing and correcting mistakes is a great virtue; fulfilling a promise to his girlfriend is also a tough twenty-four hours for Boss Jiang.

It’s like killing multiple birds with one stone.

Shortly after sending off He Yihui, Director Shi arrives in Kyoto. Fortunately, the world isn’t full of coincidences; otherwise, with someone’s abilities, they’d pale in comparison to time management masters. And if these two were to collide—

Heh.

It would be no different than Mars crashing into Earth.

There’s no need to mention Shi Qianxi’s temper.

And despite how gentle Fourth Miss He appears, she certainly doesn’t have a yielding personality.

If she were to slap him across the face right in front of Shi Qianxi—

The scene would be too beautiful.

I can barely imagine it.

Thankfully.

In the vast expanse of Shen Zhou, the odds of a chance encounter are virtually zero.

Yuanming Garden is definitely not appropriate to visit, even if Shi Qianxi doesn’t know, it’s still unsuitable. There are plenty of worthwhile sights in Kyoto.

"If possible, do me a favor."

Changping Thirteen Tombs Reservoir.

A cool breeze softly blows away the weight of history.

Boss Jiang deliberately ventured a bit farther for atonement, avoiding places teeming with people and acquaintances. Compared to spots like the Forbidden City, Temple of Heaven, and Fragrant Hills, this place is undoubtedly more off the beaten path.

"Speak."

Boss Jiang’s reply was as straightforward as ever.

That fits her personality, after all; she’s not someone to keep at a distance. Yesterday, she refused to lend money likely because she truly isn’t short of it.

Indeed.

Given Jinhai’s scale and strength, why would they be troubled over hundreds of billions? It’s not a one-time expenditure; can a factory be built overnight?

Business is about cash flow, taking it slow with money coming in and going out.

"Suggest to the government to revamp the new energy vehicle license plates. Green plates are really too ugly, severely affecting the car’s aesthetics. Not just Morning Light, but any new energy model with a green plate turns beauties into monsters. It doesn’t require much cost or advanced technology; as long as the green car design is revamped, the new energy car market will instantly rise to a higher level."

Jiang Chen was caught off guard, never expecting such a bold idea from the other party.

As a manufacturer, instead of focusing on the car itself, she’s playing with the license plate.

This isn’t a serious business?

But honestly.

This lady makes a valid point; if you don’t notice it, it’s fine, but once you do, the exclusive green plate for new energy cars feels like staring at a beauty with a conspicuous blackhead on her nose, undeniably affecting the view.

"Why didn’t you say so earlier."

A national conference was held recently; its purpose was to have representatives propose suggestions beneficial to the country and its people. Jiang Chen hadn’t thought of any good ideas then, but isn’t this a great suggestion?

"Is it too late now."

Director Shi was well aware of the recently concluded meeting; her father, Shi Zhenhua, was a representative, though he didn’t attend this time.

"Don’t you even have this little skill?"

Director Shi is quite sure of Boss Jiang’s abilities.

"The retention rate of new energy vehicles is quite high now; redesigning license plates isn’t a simple task."

"The scope is indeed large, but it’s what the public wants. New energy car owners will certainly cooperate actively; if you don’t believe it, conduct a survey and listen to public opinion."

Shi Qianxi said: "If a flaw is found, it should be improved; to stop progress due to fear is unwise."

Jiang Chen glanced at her smooth and delicate side profile and said with a smile: "Alright, I’ll pass it on, but I can’t guarantee it’ll be adopted."

"Put some effort into it. You’re not just helping me; you’re advocating for the people."

Look at that.

No wonder she’s a top woman entrepreneur in the country.

However, her sudden formal tone made Boss Jiang slightly uncomfortable.

"Sir, how much for the kite."

The next second.

Shi Qianxi walked towards the roadside stall ahead.

Although it’s an unpopular spot, there were actually quite a few people. In the blue sky and white clouds, colorful and oddly-shaped kites soared at the end of each thread, fluctuating up and down.

Shi Qianxi was already bargaining with the kite vendor.

Jiang Chen followed suit.

Behind the two.

About tens of meters away.

The candied hawthorn vendor lady had pretty good business.

Kids frequently ran there, exchanging ten coins for multiple bright smiles.

"Too much candy is bad for your teeth."

Even though parents try to educate their children, both the vendor lady and kids have smiles on their faces despite the nagging.

Children are really too pitiful.

Unable to achieve even the simple freedom of eating candied hawthorn.

Grown-ups are better.

They can eat however many sticks they want, choose any flavor they like.

"Crunch."

A slice of orange wrapped in crystal sugar entered her mouth, truly sweet and sour.

Near the candied hawthorn stall, under some tree shade, a girl whose age was hard to discern gripped her candied hawthorn skewers, eating heartily. Her occasionally visible clean and neat white teeth seemed to suggest that sugar doesn’t necessarily ruin teeth.

Though it may not ruin teeth, eating too much sugar genuinely becomes cloying.

You see.

After finishing one and a half sticks, the youthful girl smacked her lips, paused, and moved the candied hawthorn skewer away from her mouth.

"What a coincidence."

Suddenly.

A shadow appeared on the ground, lining up with hers, though slightly longer in comparison.