I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Hey! Look, who's this?"

Principal's office.

The president of Southeast University, whose temples were now streaked with gray, quickly put down his thermos, not even bothering to drink the water, and immediately stood up.

"Sit down, sit down."

Jiang Chen, who had just taken off his mask, couldn't bear it and quickly declined, "Principal Lu, please don't do this."

"Oh, Mr. Jiang is here. It's only right."

Principal Lu forcibly pulled someone to sit down on the sofa chair, "Why didn't you notify us in advance that you were coming back to school? Isn't that neglecting your duties?"

Jiang Chen smiled wryly, but he was used to it. A few years ago, when he was still studying at Dongda University, the other party was just as "approachable" and didn't seem like a high-ranking official at all.

That's right.

University presidents all have ranks.

"What would you like to drink? Biluochun? Or Tieguanyin? They're not the best teas, but they'll do."

"I just came to see you. If you treat me like this, I won't dare to come again."

A teacher for a day is a teacher for life.

Although Principal Lu had never taught him, Jiang Chen would always remember his kindness.

Scholarships are awarded to students who excel in both academics and conduct, according to regulations.

However, the criteria for being considered excellent in both character and academics are determined by human evaluation.

So, even though he had only come to browse and relax, Jiang Chen decided to sit in the principal's office instead.

"It's rare for you to come all this way. You've made so many contributions to our university, and as the president, I can't neglect you."

"You're too kind. If it weren't for the nurturing I received from Tokyo University, would I be where I am today?"

Principal Lu is very approachable.

Jiang Chen didn't have it either.

Principal Lu laughed heartily, "The first time I saw you, I knew that you were a student worth investing in."

"Everyone knows that Principal Lu has always had a unique perspective."

Principal Lu's smile grew even more smug. He stroked his chin with a smug grin, though he had no beard. Then, for some reason, he sighed wistfully.

"It's a pity that since you graduated, our University of Tokyo hasn't produced another student as interesting as you."

interesting.

Jiang Chen was both amused and exasperated, then said, "Really? I just met a really interesting girl."

"Oh? Which grade and class?"

"I don't know. But she's reading 'The Theory of Clouds'."

"Really? A literature major, right?"

Look.

It's no wonder that some people have stereotypes; even the president of the University of Tokyo, who is known for his virtue, thinks so.

“She said no. But I think so. President Lu, don’t be discouraged, our Dongda University still produces many talented people.”

"hehe."

Without further ado, Principal Lu changed the subject, no longer joking, "Jiang Chen, it's been so long since we discussed the research collaboration project last time, isn't it time to get started?"

Jiang Chen was confused. "What project? Principal Lu, have we discussed this?"

"How could we not have discussed it? Luo Peng and I have already agreed. He said your company will provide the funding, we will be responsible for the research, and the results will be shared by both parties. He said we just need your signature."

Is there such a thing?
Luo Peng never mentioned it to him.

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, his expression unchanged. "When did Luo Peng agree to that?"

"It's been about half a year, and we've been waiting the whole time."

Almost instantly, Jiang Chen understood what was going on.

I guess Luo Peng couldn't refuse out of politeness, so he used him as a shield.

"He didn't discuss it with you, did he? I've already notified everyone..."

No wonder you were so enthusiastic just now.

They're treating him like a god of wealth.

Ok.

just kidding.

Is Tunghai University short of money?
Over the decades since its founding, the school has cultivated countless outstanding individuals. If Principal Lu were willing, he could easily call upon many people to donate generously.

The school has no shortage of talent.

Talent, however, is a scarce resource in society.

Therefore, companies are very willing to cooperate with universities.

"How much did he promise you?"

"One billion."

Luo Peng is really generous with his words, isn't he? Anyway, he doesn't need to fulfill his promise, right?
"Jiang Chen, there shouldn't be any difficulties, right? Tianci is doing quite well."

Principal Lu said earnestly, "We're not asking you to waste your money. These selected projects are at the forefront of international research and have enormous commercial value."

Now that he was being held up, Jiang Chen could only ask, "Which projects?"

"For example, memory visualization, which uses fMRI scans to convert memories into 3D images, could lead to a breakthrough in the treatment of Alzheimer's disease. Another example is the research on bioluminescent plants in the Department of Biology, which uses gene editing to make plants glow naturally at night. Currently, experimental samples that can glow continuously for 24 hours have been cultivated. If successful, this will change the way cities are lit in the future."

The principal was very excited. "I think the most anticipated product is the mood regulation glasses. This project is simple yet profound. It uses microcurrent stimulation and AR technology to help regulate the wearer's emotional state. If it is launched, there will be no more patients with depression in the world."

As the one attracting investment, Principal Lu's eloquence was quite impressive; even Jiang Chen wanted to try it himself.

"Aren't these all investments that promise huge profits? Jiang Chen, I wouldn't come to you with a losing proposition."

Ok.

They can indeed change the world.

But isn't it a bit pretentious and empty?
No wonder Luo Peng didn't mention it; he probably felt that the investment cycle was too long.

"Oh, and there's also the fertility robot. More and more young people are experiencing infertility these days, and having children has become a nationwide problem. But by using nanotechnology to precisely guide sperm, we can solve this problem once and for all, avoiding the suffering and pain of IVF for women."

Give birth.

Is it difficult?

Isn't it difficult?

"Principal Lu, with so many cutting-edge projects, is 1 billion yuan enough?"

Principal Lu, who is nearly sixty but keeps up with the times and is full of innovative spirit, raised his eyebrows slightly and said calmly, "If you want to increase your investment, that's not out of the question."

Jiang Chen decided to stop making things difficult for himself. "I'll sign the papers after I get back to the company, and then I'll have Luo Peng contact you."

Although Principal Lu was a little disappointed, he was also satisfied and smiled with satisfaction. "Jiang Chen, you're so straightforward. Luo Peng is such a slippery fellow."

He still went and personally brewed a cup of tea.

this time.

Jiang Chen didn't refuse. A billion yuan? He could afford it.

After taking a stroll around Dongda University, Jiang Chen's mood did indeed improve. Back at Tianci Capital, Jiang Chen, who had inexplicably lost 1 billion yuan, called Luo Peng over.

However, he did not mention the matter of Principal Lu "demanding payment".

"Who, Enel?"

Luo Peng, dressed in a suit and tie with a blue tie, exuding the air of a former student even in his hair, was quite surprised to hear about what the other person had seen and heard at their alma mater that day, and then became skeptical.

You mean, you're not wearing a shirt?

Enel in One Piece always appears with his chest exposed.

"Get lost."

Jiang Chen's mood seemed to have been effectively cleansed, and his tone was relaxed. Just like usual, he said, "She's a woman."

"A woman calls herself Enel? This girl has quite a distinctive personality."

"Can someone who isn't very bright read 'The Theory of Clouds'?"

"The Theory of Clouds? What?"

Don't blame Mr. Luo for being uncultured.

This book is so obscure that 99% of people, including university presidents, have never even heard of it, let alone read it.

of course.

Principal Lu is an exception.

Don't let his childlike appearance fool you; he's incredibly learned, well-versed in literature, and a true example of someone who excels in academics and then enters officialdom.

"Some afternoons will suddenly be bathed in the morning light of twenty years ago, like an elevator stuck between floors."

Mr. Jiang also indulged in a bit of his artistic side.

Not right.

The girl in the old library's rooftop garden didn't seem to mention this scene. It seems there was a reason she struck up a conversation with Boss Jiang.

Even though they are wearing masks, people on the same wavelength can always overcome the useless medium and attract each other.

"Stop. What era are we living in? This kind of thing is outdated."

Luo Peng made no attempt to hide his disdain by giving Jiang Chen the middle finger, though he had secretly admired Jiang Chen's "talent" all along.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked the other person to help him write a love letter to Luo Li'er during that open class back then, and then he would have been caught by the teacher.

Thinking of this, Luo Peng couldn't help but laugh, then felt a little sentimental.

It seems so vivid, like it happened just yesterday, but in reality, it's already a distant story.

Youth has long since passed, but it's still mischievous, occasionally glancing back at you.

Luo Peng is not one to wallow in melancholy; for him, every stage of life presents a different landscape.

"You're wearing a mask and girls still hit on you? I find that hard to believe. You're probably just bragging."

He joked, "Don't tell me it's another new generation of school beauty."

"vulgar."

Jiang Chen remained expressionless, showing no intention of settling scores at all. "They just came to talk to me about literature."

"is it nice?"

"Mediocre."

Luo Peng nodded, "That makes sense. Artsy young women are usually not very pretty."

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something and said without thinking, "But speaking of which, how come it's someone surnamed Ai again? You and people surnamed Ai really seem to have a connection."

Mr. Jiang showed no embarrassment or hesitation, nodding in agreement, "Who says otherwise?"

Luo Peng smiled. Truly healed scars never need to be hidden; they can be displayed openly.

"Life is sometimes more dramatic than a TV series. What do you think Ai Qian is doing now? What kind of job is she doing? Is she living off her parents, or running a small business? Or is she already married?"

"If you want to know, you can just ask Wei Chuyin. Isn't she downstairs?"

Luo Peng scoffed, "What do I want to know? She's your ex-girlfriend, not mine."

At this point, Luo Peng couldn't help but say, "Our old classmate has changed quite a bit. Since joining Xiaoyao, she has never contacted any of us. I asked Zhang Guangyi, and she is quite capable and hardworking. If I hadn't seen her with my own eyes, I would have suspected that it was just a coincidence of names."

Jiang Chen stopped listening to his rambling.

"Thanks."

"what?"

Luo Peng was baffled.

correct.

Li Shurui came home so late last night, allowing him to complete the extreme stretching exercise; wasn't that also thanks to Young Master Luo?

This person is always grateful and repays kindness; otherwise, he wouldn't have hesitated to ask Principal Lu for money.

A verbal thank you would be too insincere, so Jiang Chen reached under the desk, opened a drawer, and took out an old, yellowed book, which he then handed to the other person.

Luo Peng was puzzled, and as he subconsciously took it, he asked, "What is this?"

Not surprisingly.

I haven't read "The Theory of Clouds," let alone recognized the text on the cover that doesn't belong to human civilization.

Since it can't be replaced, it can't be thrown away; that would be such a waste. Even if it's not suitable for him, it's still a genuine, unparalleled skill.

Although the scenes in the dream were fake, Dongfang Bubai still unified the martial arts world by relying on the "Sunflower Manual".

Jiang Chen stared at Luo Peng without saying a word, his profound expression making Luo Peng feel uneasy. He quickly went through all the bad things he had done in his mind.

its not right.

He didn't embezzle, accept bribes, misappropriate public funds, or engage in any underhanded dealings with his subordinates.

As for the cooperation he agreed to with Principal Lu, it was obvious that he had already forgotten about it.

"What are you staring at me for? Say something, what is this thing?"

"Shhh."

Jiang Chen raised his hand and put his fingers to his lips.

Luo Peng frowned, and even though there were only two people in the office, he couldn't help but lower his voice, "What do you mean?"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but reach for the book in his hand, but Jiang Chen stopped him.

"Don't look yet."

Jiang Chen's eyes were serious and mysterious, which made Luo Peng nervous. "You have to promise me that you absolutely cannot leak this out."

Luo Peng's curiosity swelled up like an inflated balloon, and he immediately nodded without hesitation.

"I promise."

Jiang Chen seemed to believe it and spoke.

"Did you see these four words?"

Luo Peng looked down. "I saw it."

"Don't you understand?"

Luo Peng looked up. "If I understood it, why would I be asking you?"

Jiang Chen said, "Nine Yang Divine Skill."

Luo Peng was stunned.

"Nine Yang Divine Art?"

"Ah."

Luo Peng stared blankly, bewildered. He looked at the four large characters on the cover again, but no matter how he looked at them, not to mention the first character, none of them resembled the shape of the number nine.

"Are you treating me like an idiot?"

Could it be that the Taoist nun learned from him?

"Give it back to me."

Jiang Chen's decisiveness made Luo Peng hesitate, and he pulled the manual back a little.

"If that's true, why don't you practice it yourself?"

How do you know I didn't practice?

Luo Peng's pupils contracted slightly. He felt that Jiang Chen was different from when he was in college. It wasn't that his physique had changed much, but rather the feeling he gave off had changed.

in short.

It's just so... hard!

Luo Peng used to treat the existence of martial arts manuals as mere stories, but after witnessing more and more people embracing Buddhism and religion and studying unorthodox methods to enhance their luck and fortune, his thinking changed.

Especially since a living master like Duanmu Liuli is often right in front of us.

"Why did you give it to me..."

"You're my good brother."

Jiang Chen's words silenced the other person completely.

Luo Peng was speechless with emotion, overwhelmed with gratitude. He lowered his head, turned the pages of his book, and then realized something was amiss.

"Why are a few pages missing?"

"It doesn't matter; it's just redundant information."

"What would be the effect if this were mastered?"

"Flying and escaping are unlikely, but increasing virility, prolonging life, and improving sexual function are not difficult."

Without saying a word, Luo Peng quickly stuffed the "Nine Yang Divine Skill" into his pocket, and then pounded his chest.

"Brothers!"

While moved, a deep sense of shame welled up within me. I recalled my despicable behavior last night, where I dragged Li Shurui away from home, and I felt deeply remorseful.

"I was wrong yesterday, brother. I was narrow-minded."

Jiang Chen waved his hand.

"Between brothers, it's too formal to say such things. I only got it from Miss Lan, so I'm just passing it on. When you've mastered the skill, remember to thank her."

"Miss Lan?"

Upon hearing that it was Lan Peizhi, Luo Peng became even more convinced and stopped wasting time. "I suddenly remembered that Wanqing made an appointment with me today, so I'll be going now."

Mr. Jiang was understanding; "Go ahead."

Luo Peng left in a hurry.

"boom."

The office door closed slowly, leaving no gap.

Jiang Chen finally couldn't hold back any longer, clutching his stomach and slumping onto his desk.

Through rain, snow, wind, and frost, what kind of strength did they rely on to get through it all?
They always manage to find joy even in hardship. (End of Chapter)