I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Kyoto Airport.

As a super transportation hub with a daily passenger throughput of 100,000, it is still bustling with people as usual.

The sun was blazing.

Someone looked at the time, then pushed the door and got out of the car, while at the same time, he put on the sunglasses in his hand.

It's daytime now, and I'm definitely not trying to act like the little prince, but as summer approaches, the infrared rays are becoming more glaring.

Even though he cannot be said to be as handsome as Pan An, to be modest, Boss Jiang at least has handsome features, especially with a Hongqi Guoya car parked behind him.

This car is definitely more eye-catching in Kyoto than supercars like the one owned by Niu Malun.

But even with this look, there are still people who turn a blind eye to it. Yes, many people have poor concentration and are easily distracted, while some people only care about their own path.

"Mr. Song."

Song Chaoge, who had just come out of the exit, stopped, turned around, and then saw Jiang Chen walking towards him leisurely.

Maybe he had never seen the other person dressed so "sexily" before. After all, in his mind, that person might not be a young man, but more of a shrewd fox, so he looked the other person up and down.

"Brother Jiang?"

Jiang Chen took off his sunglasses and verified his identity out of courtesy.

Song Chaoge, who had obviously just returned from abroad, smiled and said, "What a coincidence, Brother Jiang, are you waiting for someone?"

"Ah."

Song Chaoge saw the clue and confirmed: "Brother Jiang, are you waiting for me?"

Jiang Chen nodded again.

Song Chaoge, whose whereabouts were accurately known, kept smiling but his eyes flickered quietly.

"It's so hot, there's no need for Brother Jiang to come all the way to the airport. Just call and make an appointment."

"I just arrived too. Where are you going, Mr. Song? I'll take you there."

Just arrived.

This means that you know his itinerary information very well.

Song Chaoge nodded, and the two walked towards the red flag national ceremony.

Seeing this, a black car that had been parked and waiting started and left.

The car that Song Chaoge drives on a daily basis is also a Hongqi, but it is only comparable to the domestically produced new energy vehicle that Princess Cao owns, and is in no way comparable to the state gift.

This time, I was able to benefit from Boss Jiang.

However, a car of the state gift level is meant to be sat in, not driven, and Boss Jiang did not provide a driver, so it felt like he had it equipped but was in vain.

of course.

Drive it yourself.

It will definitely make the passengers feel more sincere.

At this time, if Song Shao chose to sit in the back seat, it would be like the devil is always stronger than the saint. The back seat has always been where the boss and the leader sit, and he originally did so, but when he opened the back door, he found that there was no driver in the car, and there was no one in it. He paused, then closed the door and walked towards the co-pilot.

Have a look.

Cultivation has nothing to do with class.

wrong.

It seems that it should be said that it is related.

Boss Jiang was the only one there, so there was no need to worry about the possibility of hijacking. So as he listened to the sound of the car doors automatically locking as the car started, Song Chaoge just fastened his seat belt and remained calm.

In fact, to be precise, in a one-on-one situation, Boss Jiang is certainly no match for top masters like Liu Sangyu, but he can easily control normal people.

"Where is Mr. Song going?"

"Just drive it wherever you want."

Open casually?

Not to mention whether time is wasted or not, gas is free.

However, after Song Chaoge said this, Jiang Chen actually stopped asking questions and controlled the steering wheel, doing whatever he wanted, which was a bit conflicting.

"It's been quite turbulent overseas recently and it's not very safe. It's too risky for Mr. Song to not bring a bodyguard."

Even she and Fang Jun were able to resolve their past grudges, let alone Song Chaoge.

Not only do I know when I will land, I even know where I will depart from.

"My appearance is the best protection. When Brother Jiang said it was not safe, he was probably referring to Westerners. I haven't heard of any Shenzhou people being maliciously attacked yet."

Wolf Warrior.

A typical Wolf Warrior-style sentence.

However, the movie was fabricated out of thin air, while what Song Chaoge said was based on objective facts.

It is true that things are going on abroad, with Vice City brought into reality. Even Prince Ye was attracted to watch the show online, and powerful people were sent to see Jesus God from time to time. But so far, it is rare to hear that this chaos has spread to Chinese entrepreneurs or celebrities doing business abroad.

"Just because it hasn't happened yet doesn't mean it won't happen. Although it's a class struggle abroad, it doesn't mean there won't be people fanning the flames and fishing in troubled waters. When you go out, safety comes first. Young Master Song should be more careful in the future."

These are very heartfelt words.

"Brother Jiang has a point. What a pity. I was thinking that I would invite you to Las Vegas for fun again if there was a chance."

"I'm afraid not in the short term. I can't spare the time for now."

Either I can't spare the time, or I can't go out.

Jiang Chen looked calm and continued, "If Young Master Song is interested, he can go to Haojiang. It's no less beautiful than Las Vegas."

It’s really a pot that I don’t want to open.

It's not like he's been there before, but he ended up losing not only the lady but also the soldiers and a black glove.

However, Song Shao is a descendant of a famous family after all, and he is not lacking in grace. When he was told about his sad story, he just smiled and replied calmly, "I won't go to Haojiang. I can't play better than Brother Jiang there."

Win the light.

The defeat was also honorable.

wrong.

It seems like I haven’t won yet.

"Mr. Song, you are too kind. My gambling skills are actually far inferior to Mr. Song's."

Jiang Chen is equally frank.

But if gambling skills are not enough, technology can make up for it.

How did he win in Las Vegas? It was all thanks to Vera's secret help. Although Song Chaoge didn't know about it, he watched someone march into Macau and step on his face.

of course.

It's all in the past.

However, as a veteran gambler, there is one thing that I know for sure.

——In a casino, never sit at the same table with the boss.

It's not impossible to win.

But winning or losing no longer depends on the cards in your hand, but on the intentions of others.

No gambler likes this feeling. Even if they win, they won’t feel happy.

"Gambling is just a hobby. Hobbies are not related to skills or winning or losing."

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement and stopped the car in front of the zebra crossing.

"Then, Mr. Song, are you interested in turning your hobby into a career?"

"The Moon City that Brother Jiang mentioned last time?"

"Yes. The big boss behind Moon City is Zhong Xiaoye, nicknamed Nine-headed Bird. He used to be Yu Guangrong's subordinate. After Yu Guangrong went to jail, he used Yu Guangrong's resources to surpass his master and developed his self-built online platform Moon City into the world's number one online gambling empire."

Jiang Chen simply opened the car and released the brake when all the pedestrians had passed.

"He's a smart guy, but too smart."

Song Chaoge's comments were sharp and to the point. "Brother Jiang, what you mean is..."

When discussing business, you don’t necessarily have to find a high-end place to sit down and slowly drink tea.

"Is Mr. Song interested in Moon City?"

Song Chaoge laughed, "This is a cash cow. Brother Jiang, why don't you take it yourself and give it to others?"

“There is no end to the money that can be made.”

Jiang Chen summed it up in one word, and their conversation was extremely concise.

Cutting down someone else's tree requires at least some effort, even if the tree goes beyond the boundary and blocks other people's sunlight.

Being able to claim to be the world's largest online gambling platform, one can imagine how huge the web of interests is behind it, and how many people are entangled in this web.

But there is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. Others have planted the trees big and fat, and now they just want us to swing the hoe. We can't all be unwilling, right?

"It's true that there's no end to making money, but this cash cow was discovered by Brother Jiang. How can I enjoy it all by myself?"

Jiang Chen didn't beat around the bush and said bluntly: "If Mr. Song is willing, we can cooperate in the future. There are countless people in the world who have the same gambling hobby as Mr. Song."

Song Chaoge smiled knowingly.

It is impossible that he has not heard of Moon City. Even if he has not heard of it before, he must have learned about it after his last phone call with Jiang Chen.

Greed, ambition, desire, these are all human nature.

But you have to understand what boundaries are.

For five thousand years, even if China wanted to rebel, it had to have a legitimate reason. With billions of people in the world and such a vast market, yet they chose to expand their horizons to the inland areas.

No one wants to take it by force.

This is a typical case of self-destruction.

"Brother Jiang is fortunately from Shenzhou."

Song Chaoge sighed inexplicably.

Not just this time, in fact, Boss Jiang's style has never changed. He has always treated foreigners as fat sheep.

"I would rather die than have my friend die. It's shameful to deceive one's own people."

Boss Jiang's words can be said to have sublimated the classic Taoist saying.

Simultaneously.

It also broke the last layer of window paper.

Song Chaoge probably never thought that he would be so straightforward. He could not help but be stunned and silent for a moment. This famous young man who seemed to always focus on the domestic market smiled faintly and said, "Brother Jiang, are you squeezing me?"

They all opened their hearts.

Without waiting for Jiang Chen to speak, he heard someone beside him continue, "Brother Jiang, I don't know if you agree or not, but there are only positions in this world, not right or wrong."

Jiang Chen was silent, then nodded.

"I agree."

"Brother Jiang, do you know why those activities in Myanmar continue despite repeated bans? Do you know why Fang Jun was only given a minor punishment and not sentenced to life in prison? Do you know why I am safe and sound?"

Each sentence is more powerful and shocking than the last, and it is deafening.

It is almost an open secret who the behind-the-scenes boss of Peace Hotel owner Du Enqin was. Fang Jun’s business in Myanmar had long been shattered, but was Fang Jun the top leader?

We really need to investigate.

Fang Jun will definitely die in prison, and the unharmed Song Shao next to him will probably not be able to escape unscathed either.

"Because both of you are people of status."

Jiang Chen's frank answer made Song Chaoge laugh heartily.

The atmosphere has come to this point, so there is naturally no need to hide anymore.

"That's true, but not entirely. There are so many people of status, and quite a few of them died a miserable death."

Jiang Chen did not deny it and said calmly, "I'd like to hear the details."

"I remember discussing this with Brother Jiang in the Afang Palace."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Of course he still remembers.

He still remembers the other party's theory of "victim blaming" vividly, and is even quite touched by it.

Are all those people who were allegedly “tricked” into going to Myanmar really innocent?

"Now, Brother Jiang should understand that Myanmar is not the only business that involves fraudulent online transactions."

A person like Song Chaoge would definitely not repeat what he said before. He looked ahead and said slowly, "Existence is reasonable. Brother Jiang, have you never seriously considered why those industries in Myanmar have not been completely eradicated until today?"

Jiang Chen was silent.

"No one has ever mentioned this to you? Including Jinse?"

Jiang Chen remained silent.

Song Chaoge retracted his gaze and smiled: "That's right. From Jinse's perspective, if I were her, I would never say these things to you."

"Brother Jiang, your current girlfriend must be your schoolmate, right?"

Even Jiang Chen couldn't keep up with the pace for a while.

How did it jump to Li Shurui?

"Your girlfriend's father died while you were in college. If I remember correctly, he died of heart disease. Brother Jiang, if there was a compatible heart at that time, could this misfortune have been avoided?"

"What does Mr. Song mean?"

Jiang Chen said softly.

"Brother Jiang has a noble character and did not try to steal other people's heart sources, but in the final analysis, it was because of the shortage of heart sources."

Song Chaoge paused. Even if he knew Jiang Chen's past, he certainly wouldn't know clearly: it had nothing to do with character. At that time, Boss Jiang was simply limited in ability and narrow in vision. If it were now...

You only have one heart. Cutting in line means taking away other people's hope of survival.

really.

There is no right or wrong in this world, only stance.

"Brother Jiang, have you ever thought about where even those rare organs come from?"

Jiang Chen's pupils shrank slightly.

This question is actually quite simple and even an elementary school student can answer it, but the more so, the more terrifying it is!

"After all, there are only a few people willing to sign a body donation agreement. Compared with the patients lying in bed waiting for life-saving, they are even more like a drop in the ocean. Life and death are determined by fate. But what if they are people who have made outstanding contributions or played a significant role? For example, cutting-edge scientists, senior talents in various fields, entrepreneurial leaders who promote economic development, or... guides who plan blueprints. When they are lying in bed and need life-saving, will there be time for them to queue up?"

The Red Flag Guo Ya stopped by the side of the road in vain.

Song Chaoge turned a blind eye.

"Brother Jiang, some things always need people to do them."

As someone who had experienced it, Jiang Chen remained silent for a long time as he watched Li Shurui's father lying helplessly on the bed waiting to die.

Compared to the naive young man he was, he felt that he had grown a lot. But at this moment Jiang Chen suddenly discovered that there was still a gap in thinking between him and these people who were born at the top.

No wonder.

Obviously, if an ordinary person saw what Song Chaoge and Fang Jun did, they would definitely be so angry that they would curse and say that they gave birth to a son with no anus. However, Cao Jinse, Ye Tingxuan, Yang Qinghua, and even everyone he came into contact with seemed to think that it was insignificant and unimportant.

This is a tacit understanding.

An incomprehensible tacit understanding beneath the stairs.

"Can't outsiders do that?"

"Brother Jiang, in medicine, it's called rejection reaction."

Jiang Chen couldn't help but think of Ai Qian again, and then he grinned, wanting to laugh, but didn't.

You really don't have to pit your own people.

"Been taught a lesson."

(End of this chapter)