I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Princess Qing guessed wrong.

Someone dared to come out.

When visiting someone's home, it's extremely impolite to hide in a room.

However, the time it took him to come out was far too long after he went inside to take a shower, exceeding the normal showering time for a man.

Even a long phone call wouldn't take this long; porridge will eventually cook. The reason he stayed in the bedroom for so long was because Boss Jiang made more than one phone call.

Everyone knows how Princess Cao treated him. He is a kind, righteous, and conscientious person. Since Princess Cao has repeatedly given her orders, he certainly cannot ignore them.

So, Mr. Jiang, who had been somewhat laid-back lately, finally stopped being a stay-at-home guy and was willing to get moving a bit.

This is indeed a major change unseen in a century.

Princess Cao is not one to exaggerate. Those compatriots who are at large—no, overseas—are facing a new and severe test, treated like walking ATMs by international friends, or like easy-to-defeat monsters with high drop rates in a game. They are coveted and envious, and some have already begun to put this into practice. Violent crimes targeting people with black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin are flourishing and escalating globally.

This is just great.

I originally went out to enjoy myself, but now I'm suffering.

Overseas compatriots who had not provoked anyone were inexplicably swept up in the turbulent waves, living in fear and misery.

It's no secret that the descendants of the dragon are wealthy; the Chinese "aunties" who once swept through international luxury stores certainly opened the eyes of the international community.

and so.

Why didn't you act back then, but now it seems like you're only realizing it now?
No event unfolds suddenly without cause; there must be an unseen force at work driving everything.

Actually, the solution to this problem is quite simple.

Mr. Jiang had said that before.

Since it's not safe outside, let's come back.

With the family's economic situation sluggish and a boost in consumption needed, it's a win-win situation that family members who went out to work are returning with money in their pockets.

Anyone with a sound mind knows to run home when it rains. If you don't, it just means you're willingly getting soaked, and there's no need to worry about it.

"Oh, you seem to have quite the leisure time."

After wandering around, Jiang Chen spotted Qingmei drinking on the terrace. He went up to the terrace and asked, "Where's Wu Yufei?"

"I'm going to take a shower."

Boss Jiang's timing for coming out was impeccable.

Or.

All three are masters of time management.

At first it was Boss Jiang and his female classmate, then it was two female supporting characters, and now it's Boss Jiang and Princess Qing in the same frame.

In any case, the three of them will never appear in the same shot at the same time.

Tonight, the sky isn't pure black, but rather a deep, velvety indigo, its gentle warmth outlining the skyscrapers. Huge billboards can still be seen in the distance.

"I have some news to share with you."

Jiang Chen sat down leisurely, wearing the same pajamas as Qing Gege.

How does Xu Shangao sing a song again?

Wearing matching outfits doesn't make you a couple.
"Do not listen."

Fang Qing bluntly stated that listening to the news in this situation was truly a spoilsport.

Jiang Chen didn't press the matter. As the people of Jiangcheng say, if you don't listen, then don't bother.

Wu Yufei brought three cups, which were useful.

Mr. Jiang quietly poured himself a drink.

"tell me the story."

Fang Qing opened her mouth, but changed her mind in the blink of an eye. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, perhaps she was only realizing it belatedly.

Even though she's had a tough time, being single since birth, she must understand that sharing is the greatest romance in ordinary life.

"No more."

Boss Jiang seemed to have lost his temper.

"Can't you be a little more broad-minded? I didn't blame you for comparing Zhou Jie to Xu Shangao."

"The difference isn't that big. Didn't you used to really like the three giants of the alternative internet? Charming eyeliner drawing attention, leaning lazily on a stranger's shoulder~"

That being said, why did you start singing?
Does he really think he's a crossover singing king?

"puff."

Fang Qing laughed out loud, "You're still not suited to singing this kind of song."

"why?"

"Because you need to have experience to feel the song."

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow and nodded silently.

Well, that makes sense.

Why do people like listening to songs and why do they go to concerts?

To be honest, a singer's live performance is far inferior to a professionally edited album produced in a recording studio.

When people listen to songs, they don't really care about the quality of the singing; they just care about whether they can hear their own story in the songs.

"You should talk about the news instead," Fang Qing said, sipping her drink.

Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair like a dignified old man, holding onto the armrest, looking relaxed and languid as he gazed at the moon hanging above the city skyline.

It looks a lot like the mooncakes I used to eat when I was a kid, and I don't know why they always had a piece missing.

Have you studied international law?

"what?"

Fang Qing was caught off guard.

"Do you understand Australian law?"

what's the situation?
Is this really news?
In this situation, in this atmosphere, shouldn't we say some sweet things?
He's such a straight man.

This kind of person is indeed not suited to sentimental and affected love songs.

Fang Qing wasn't disappointed at all; her expression was just a habitual, then helpless numbness.

"Are there any international lawsuits?"

"No."

Mr. Jiang seemed genuinely unaware of his own problem and earnestly shared, "A young woman from China was involved in a car accident in Australia while driving a luxury car, seriously injuring someone. She's asking for 7000 million Australian dollars in bail. Is that reasonable?"

"you know?"

Fang Qing asked.

Jiang Chen picked up his glass, took a sip of white wine, and shook his head. "I don't know it."

"I dont go."

"..."

Jiang Chen sighed helplessly, "I already said it's news."

He exclaimed, "7000 million Australian dollars! They just handed it over without batting an eye. If all of us compatriots living abroad donated a little, wouldn't we be able to escape poverty completely?"

"Robber mentality. Why should anyone donate?"

Despite being choked, Ms. Jiang didn't mind at all, savoring the aftertaste of the wine on her tongue. "It's not just the 7000 million bail; there are reports that she has 3000 billion Australian dollars in just one of her bank cards."

"How many?"

Fang Qing finally became interested.

"3000 billion Australian dollars."

1.2 trillion RMB?

If it were anyone else, they would at least have to take out their phone to check, but Princess Qing immediately completed the currency conversion.

"Ah."

Jiang Chen nodded.

When he heard the news, his first reaction was to laugh, but then he began to feel a little heartbroken.

Tsk.

A young woman in her twenties has 3000 billion Australian dollars, or one trillion RMB, in one of her bank accounts. How can so-called rich people bear this? How can they bear this?
If this news is true, then all the richest people in China throughout history would have to work as dishwashers.

"You're boring."

Fang Qing said simply.

Is this news? They're clearly just making fun of her. This guy is already rolling in money, but he has trillions of RMB sitting in his bank account?

Is this really a game world, an online version of Earth?

"I'm not kidding, this is very popular news internationally."

"This isn't news. It's a joke."

Qinggege corrected, "Your summaries are always so insightful."

Jiang Chen smiled gently.

Ok.

He also strongly agrees with the description of "joke".

Is it possible for one person to have 3000 billion Australian dollars sitting in their account?
From an economic perspective, the chances are no different from those of a person in a vegetative state regaining consciousness, and may even be smaller.

What are the total assets of the Commonwealth Bank of Australia?

The real-time figure is AU$1.12.

In other words, depositing this money would account for approximately 20% of the Federal Reserve Bank's total assets.

A bank's high-quality liquid assets should account for approximately 5% to 15% of its total assets.

Ok.

This means that if you deposit this money, you're tying up all your liquidity. So what happens if you ask the bank to withdraw all this money someday?
Under the Western system, they would immediately file for bankruptcy in court.

So, regardless of how the money was transferred out of China, no bank in the world would dare to accept such a huge amount of deposits. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to establish a global presence and set up Tiandi Bank.

Nowadays, ordinary people have to be questioned by banks when depositing or withdrawing more than 5000 yuan, and the rich have the same problem.

The source of money for ordinary people can generally be clearly explained, but the origin of some of the assets of the wealthy is not so clear.

Therefore, in order to avoid risks and make one's assets legal and legitimate, one must find a way to clean them up and make them clean. Leaving aside the recent uproar about the "Descendants of the Dragon," how do the world's top elites usually operate?

Offshore companies and offshore trusts, local companies and local trusts—high-end operations are often simple and straightforward, breaking down large sums into smaller ones. They use this combination approach to process unclear funds in batches. They might open one in the Cayman Islands, one in Singapore, one in the Wilkins Islands, and one in Australia; if one isn't enough, they'll open two more. Typically, one of the trust funds should be responsible for daily living expenses. Whether it's a Cullinan or a Ghost, the purchase price will come from the daily dividends of one of the funds. However, living expenses exceeding the daily dividends will not be directly registered in the individual's name.

the reason is simple.

This brings us back to a very important topic in economics.

How to avoid taxes.

In any country, the marginal cost of personal income tax is higher than that of corporate or trust income, and every developed country has a registration system for land and companies. If individuals directly hold shares and register land directly, they face the risk of being exposed.

This principle should be easy for people from China to understand.

Can you put all your eggs in one basket?

Definitely not.

and so.

In short, this news is utterly absurd.

but,

Do the people or organizations that fabricated this news lack basic logical thinking?
No.

in contrast.

They are experts in journalism.

The essence of journalism lies not in the veracity of information, but in what the audience wants to hear and see.

3000 billion Australian dollars.

It can precisely hit the G-spot of the global public.

Both Chinese and foreigners were thrilled.

The image of ATMs as "descendants of the dragon" has been deeply reinforced. Given the Western system of freedom and the habit of not thinking too much, it is believed that more and more people will be tempted to take the risk.

Simultaneously.

This further exacerbated resentment towards the wealthy and class contradictions within China.

People like Qing Gege, who possess ample knowledge and never forget to use their brains while drinking, are ultimately a minority.

and so.

What a subtle and intricate propaganda war.

Great foolishness appears as wisdom.

"Half a century ago, they claimed that the Japanese could buy up the whole world; now it's our turn."

Fang Qing raised her glass, "It's all thanks to you leaders who have shown the world the prosperity and strength of China."

Lawyers are really good with words.

People who aren't smart enough won't understand what she's trying to say.

Jiang Chen drank his wine in silence.

"By the way, what level of wealth do China's top billionaires possess combined? Could they rival the United States? Could they buy the entire world?"

Fang Qing suddenly asked curiously.

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed. "You've had too much to drink."

Fang Qing sighed, "That's not enough. Jiang Chen, you still need to work harder."

Jiang Chen smiled wryly.

"Is it just my problem? The great rejuvenation of the nation depends on everyone in society. Only when everyone is rich, can eat and drink their fill, can live without worry about food and clothing, and can... like us, sit on the terrace at night and have a drink, will we be truly strong."

What may seem like ordinary little things may be unattainable for some people.

For example, at this time, delivery drivers are still racing against time to ride their bikes, while office workers have already gone to sleep and need to catch the earliest subway the next day.

Fang Qing shook her head. "Utopia only exists in a hypothetical state."

"Just like pursuing justice, even if we cannot achieve absolute justice, we can still get as close to it as possible."

Jiang Chen said casually.

Fang Qing sighed.

"So you're also a poet, a romantic poet."

Jiang Chen smiled broadly and raised his hand to clink glasses.

"It seems you still don't know me well enough."

"Den."

The two mugs clinked together crisply.

"Of course, we lost contact for so many years, not much less than you and Wu Yufei."

How can you say that?

Jiang Chen immediately said, "Although we are not in the same university or the same city, we are still close at heart. Just like the moon in the sky, we may not look at it often, but it is always there, always there, and it will always be a part of our lives."

"Tsk."

Fang Qing's eyebrows curved into a smile. "What's wrong with you today? Suddenly inspired to write poetry?"

Jiang Chen took a sip of wine, then exhaled with enjoyment, "Her alcohol is a bit strong."

Fang Qing burst into laughter.

rear.

living room.

Wu Yufei, who had just finished showering, was about to continue the unfinished drinking session. As the host, she naturally had to stay and keep him company, but she found that someone had filled in for her.

A toe with red nail polish inside a cartoon slipper stopped.

On the terrace.

The two, who had been rumored to be dating since middle school, were chatting and laughing, wearing matching pajamas. The scene was so harmonious and the atmosphere so beautiful.

Wu Yufei was so engrossed in watching that she even had the urge to take out her phone and record it.

It wasn't a pretense of nonchalance.

She was self-aware from the very beginning.

Have a look.

How can she be compared to her?

"If you can't get to the other side, I'll look down on you!"

She silently wished him well, her eyes filled with blessings, then quietly stepped back and left without a sound. (End of Chapter)