I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Marry a virtuous wife. Tie Jun is still as smart as ever."

At the entrance of a wedding dress shop.

Jiang Chen sighed.

Wen Rong may not be that pretty, but beauty can't put food on the table.

Beauty has an expiration date.

Like a magnet, it will demagnetize over time. Even if you marry a goddess, over the years, the attraction from her physical appearance will gradually decrease.

What truly endures and thrives is the inner soul.

Jiang Chen nodded to himself, "I strongly agree with this marriage."

Tong Dan glanced at him, wanting to say something.

Whether you agree or disagree, what impact does it have?

Out of reason, she held back and pulled Fang Qing into the car.

Boss Jiang leisurely followed.

"How is business at Tiejun Barbecue Restaurant now?"

The Maserati started up and left the parking lot in front of the bridal shop, with Jiang Chen chatting idly.

"The occupancy rate is okay. I went there with Fang Qing a few weeks ago. On Saturdays and Sundays, you sometimes have to wait for a table, right?"

"Ah."

"No wonder he's so generous."

Jiang Chen nodded.

People's paths may differ, but as long as they are all moving forward, there is something to be happy about.

"Don't worry about him. Tie Jun is incredibly steady and not the kind of guy who tries to put on a show. With the money he's made from running his shop over the past few years, plus the compensation he received for being injured and discharged from the army, he definitely has several hundred thousand in savings. He might even be a millionaire."

Tong Dan looked like she understood perfectly, and then asked someone sitting in the back row with a meaningful look.

"President Jiang, how much are you planning to prepare for the red envelopes? Let Fang Qing and me know the amount."

"How many of you are going?"

Jiang Chen countered with a question.

"How many of us we send is meaningless to you. You're such a big shot, and we're nothing."

"Stop it."

Jiang Chen wasn't fooled. "What do you mean by 'big shot'? When Tie Jun gets married, we all have only one identity: his brothers and sisters."

Tong Dan praised him: "A big boss is a big boss. Even when it comes to saving money, he can say it in such a refreshing and elegant way that it makes people convinced."

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Even if I give Tie Jun a big gift, he'll still have to pay it back when I get married."

Tong Dan stopped teasing and nodded in agreement, "That makes sense."

The amount of money given as a gift is different.

It's important to reciprocate courtesy.

Traditionally, it's the same number of times you meet someone, if you're treating each other as equals.

of course.

If you're shameless, that's fine, but is Tie Jun that kind of person?
"Then let's do the same as us, everyone go for 66,000, it's auspicious."

Tong Dandao.

"atmosphere."

Jiang Chen praised him.

Sixty-six thousand.

That's the annual income of an average person.

Of course.

For Tong Dan now, it's not a huge sum of money, and the key point is that her friend's wedding wasn't a stage for showing off wealth.

Sixty-six thousand.

Iron Army can also accept it.

"It's settled then, both are 66,000. Don't give me an extra zero later."

"How could that be? Tie Jun never owes anyone anything. If I really wanted to give him money, I wouldn't use such a stupid method; I would just let him win the lottery."

Mr. Jiang's casual tone filled Tong Dan with awe.

"President Jiang, you've taken another step forward? You can even control the lottery now?"

The shady dealings surrounding lotteries are becoming increasingly common knowledge; they're essentially a treasure trove for certain powerful individuals, operating under the guise of official authority and appearing legal and compliant.

However, many ordinary people still persevere, clinging to their fantasies and hoping to gamble on their luck.

Mr. Jiang invested in these kinds of games when he was in college, but he definitely wouldn't be interested in them now.

How many coins is the total prize pool for each lottery draw?

"Where are you going?"

Jiang Chen changed the subject.

He has no interest in the lottery business, but with his current influence, it would be easy for him to make someone win.

"It's been a long time since I visited Uncle Fang and the others."

Tong Dan sighed, giving an irrelevant answer.

"You're not going to work today?"

"It's the weekend today."

"Do we have to rest on weekends? Let's go work overtime."

Jiang Chen sat in the back row with an air of superiority, behaving like a boss.

Tong Dan didn't back down and gave a soft snort.

"That's none of your business. You're the one who can get Mr. Li to give me the orders."

"Mr. Li? Which Mr. Li?"

Jiang Chen was confused.

"President Li Shurui."

Tong Dan said in a firm and powerful voice.

"..."

Jiang Chen was speechless for a moment, then laughed.

"You think I can't control you anymore?"

"Can the director of the education bureau directly order the teachers of a school? Only the principal has that power."

"..."

Jiang Chen was stunned. He had to admit, it was quite philosophical!
How do you say that.

The county magistrate is not as good as taking charge now.

Mr. Jiang was humiliated and fell silent.

The cell phone rang from the Bowers & Wilkins sound system, which is standard on the Maserati Quattroporte.

Fang Qing pressed the connection key on the steering wheel.

"Qingqing."

Pan Hui's voice came through the speakers.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

"Where did you and Jiang Chen go?"

"I went to help Tie Jun look at wedding dresses, and I'm on my way back now."

"No. Don't come back yet!"

Pan Hui said urgently.

Tong Dan could hear the Bluetooth speaker clearly and was puzzled. Not only her, Fang Qing was also puzzled and was about to ask when her mother's explanation came through.

“Zhang Zhongquan is here, he’s at home now. He brought a lot of things, saying he came to thank us, but actually he’s probably worried we might change our minds…”

Fang Qing immediately understood and interrupted, "I understand, Mom."

"Mmm, please don't come back!"

If we run into them when we get back, we'll have to put on an act again, or we'll be exposed.

Fang Qing hung up the phone.

"Who is it? Why won't Aunt Pan let you go back?"

Unaware of the situation, Tong Dan couldn't help but ask.

“A relative of mine came to Fang Qing for help with a legal issue.”

Jiang Chen gave a simple explanation.

"Oh."

Tong Dan didn't think much of it, "We can't go back now, how about we go to Shacheng Middle School for a visit?"

"Agree."

Jiang Chen nodded.

Tong Dan tilted her head. "Princess Qing, shall we go?"

The Maserati did not change direction, drove across the bridge over the moat, and passed through the city gate.

Shacheng Middle School.

It is not only the best school in Shacheng, but also a key provincial high school, with countless students and talents such as Boss Jiang, Qinggege, and the beautiful Tong.

"The new campus of Shacheng Middle School has been built. It's near the train station. We should be moving here soon."

After getting off the bus, Tong Dan couldn't help but feel a little melancholy when she saw the gate of her alma mater.

There's a reason why Zhang Zhongquan chose to buy a house near the train station: the city's hospitals, schools, and other essential public facilities are gradually being relocated there, and the future plan is to vigorously develop the tourism industry. As a result, this ancient city, filled with their past memories, will become increasingly empty.

Standing at the gate of his alma mater after many years, Jiang Chen looked around and a sense of familiarity mixed with strangeness assaulted his visual senses.

The streets outside Shacheng Middle School haven't changed much, but the shops on both sides have changed hands many times; things are no longer the same. For example...

There's a milk tea shop about 30 meters to the right of the school gate.

"What are you looking at?"

Tong Dan noticed Jiang Chen's gaze.

"That used to be a milk tea shop, right? What was it called again?"

Jiang Chen stared at the nationwide chain of 24-hour convenience stores.

"Can not remember."

Tong Dan didn't remember, but Fang Qing did.

"Super 7."

"Yes, that's the name."

Jiang Chen recalled it and said he still couldn't forget it, rambling on and on, "A cup of milk tea costs 5 yuan, what a rip-off!"

"Yo."

Tong Dan seemed to have discovered a new continent. "President Jiang, you must be bragging. You could afford a five-yuan cup of milk tea back then? I couldn't even afford that."

Jiang Chen wasn't embarrassed.

Of course he can't afford it.

In high school, his daily allowance was ten yuan, which included breakfast and dinner. He could go home for lunch, but he had to attend evening self-study sessions, so he didn't have time to eat. Going home would definitely be too late.

Although a bowl of spicy noodles certainly wouldn't cost eight yuan back then, ordinary vegetarian noodles would cost around two or three yuan, while a bowl of fried rice in the evening would cost five yuan.

So a five-yuan cup of milk tea is definitely a luxury for him.

"I definitely didn't buy it; Fang Qing gave it to me."

"No wonder."

Tong Dan suddenly realized, and then began to feel sorry for herself, "Qing Gege is really good to you, her female sister. She has never even treated me to a five-yuan cup of milk tea."

"That was given to me by someone else."

Fang Qing explained.

"Ah."

Without any shame, to avoid Tong Dan misunderstanding and affecting the relationship between the two women, the person added, "That was given to her by one of Qing Gege's suitors. She didn't want to drink it, so she gave it to me instead."

Tong Dan's expression froze, then became strange, but she quickly relaxed.

Isn't it common knowledge that this guy has a strong inner strength?

"Does it taste good?"

She asked sarcastically.

"Rubbish."

Jiang Chen offered his evaluation without hesitation.

"Pfft."

Tong Dan covered her mouth, "Five yuan a cup, that must have been the most expensive milk tea back then, was it really that bad?"

"I almost threw it away."

"You mean you've finished drinking it?"

"It's five yuan a cup, how could I bear to throw it away?"

Tong Dan gave a thumbs up, unable to bear it any longer, "I give up on you. It's not like you're the one paying for it, so what's there to be reluctant about? You're torturing yourself because it doesn't taste good."

"I thought Fang Qing bought it."

Jiang Chen sighed, "She only told me later that it was a gift from someone else."

"..."

Tong Dan changed from covering her mouth to covering it with her hand, her face flushed with laughter and her delicate body trembling.

In contrast, Princess Qing remained calm and composed.

"How to get in?"

She gazed at the school gate.

"Are they not letting us in now?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Yes, things are different now than when we were here. It's much stricter. Students have to wear school uniforms, and unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter or leave the campus."

Ok.

I remember back then, there was no requirement for uniform attire. Even in a good school like Shacheng Middle School, there were students who pursued individuality, such as getting perms and wearing earrings.

Even after class, people were still smoking in the restrooms.

Jiang Chen didn't participate, but he personally witnessed an unlucky student from the next class being caught by the homeroom teacher and slapped repeatedly in the face in the toilet. This became a joke for everyone to relax during breaks for a long time afterward.

Just thinking about those days makes me smile involuntarily.

"Isn't today the weekend?"

"It's the same on weekends. Didn't you see the doors were all closed?"

"This is not a minor issue."

Jiang Chen spoke casually.

"Then give me an idea."

Jiang Chen remained silent, only winking at her.

"what?"

Tong Dan was puzzled.

"It's time for you to use your advantages. Go and say a nice word to the security guard; I don't believe he won't make an exception for you."

Is this a way to get her to use her beauty to seduce him?

Of course.

When she was a flight attendant, Tong Dan didn't mind using such methods; beauty was one of her advantages. But now, she doesn't rely on her looks to make a living.

So she immediately retorted, "Why didn't you let Fang Qing go?"

"..."

Jiang Chen sighed, "Fine, I'll go then."

Tong Dan thought he had some brilliant idea, but to her surprise, he was very straightforward. He went to the 24-hour convenience store that used to be a milk tea shop, and a while later, he came out with a pack of cigarettes tucked under his arm.

Tong Dan laughed.

Yes.

When you come into this world, you must understand the following rules.

Cigarettes build bridges, wine paves roads, women bring pleasure, wealth averts disaster, generous gifts open back doors, and power and money speak for themselves.

As Jiang Chen passed by the two stunningly beautiful women, he gave them a reassuring look, then, clutching his cigarette, confidently headed towards the security booth by the gate.

"Dong dong dong..."

The glass window was knocked on.

The security guard, who was comfortably leaning back in his chair and enjoying a video of a sexy woman dancing, was startled. He turned his head, saw a head, then put his phone on the table, frowned, and opened the window.

"What's going on?"

My enjoyment was interrupted, so of course I wasn't in a good mood.

The security guard sat in the security room with a serious expression, looking down at the guardhouse with a very intimidating presence.

Mr. Jiang gave a friendly smile.

“I am a graduate of Sha Chung High School and I would like to go back to my alma mater for a visit. I wonder if you could do me a favor.”

"Just say you're who you are. Where's your student ID?"

This security guard is quite shrewd and not easily fooled.

Jiang Chen smiled, "I didn't bring it."

The security guard grew impatient and, too lazy to say anything more, made a move to close the window.

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Chen appealed to their emotions and reason, his eyes filled with sincerity, "It won't take long. We'll just go in for a bit and then leave. I heard the school is going to relocate soon, so we want to take one last look."

"The school has a rule that no one from outside the school is allowed to enter the school at any time."

The security guard was upright and impartial, and made a move to close the window again.

Jiang Chen pressed down on the window. "Could I borrow a pen?"

The security guard hesitated, but finally handed over a pen.

"A piece of paper, thank you."

The security guard wasn't so heartless. Although the other person had disturbed his view of the beautiful woman wiggling her hip, perhaps moved by Jiang Chen's friendliness, he still tore off another piece of paper and handed it to him.

"Shoot..."

Jiang Chen tore the paper into three pieces, and then began to write furiously on the window.

"Give."

The security guard took it, glanced down, and his eye twitched.

Hey!
There were three small pieces of paper, each with a cartoon portrait drawn on it, one male and two females, and next to each of them were three large characters written.

【Student card】

Do you think he's an idiot?
The security guard looked up abruptly, about to hurl insults, when a cigarette was shoved into his hand.

"Can we go in?"

Jiang Chen asked kindly.

The security guard immediately shut up, clutching the three student IDs. At the same time, he quickly and secretly placed the cigarette under the table, his fierce expression dissipating.

How could a school possibly turn its students away?

"Welcome home."

(End of this chapter)