I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The sky was a clear, deep blue, as clean as an endless mirror.

Under the mirror.

Wu Sheng casually tended to the flowers and plants in his rooftop garden for his sister Shu Rui, watering them here and pruning them there, all according to his mood. Even though he knew that planes could not possibly fly over there, he would still occasionally look up at the sky.

"We've already boarded the plane."

Mr. Jiang, who also received a gift yesterday, came up.

Having passed his fifteenth birthday and entered his sixteenth year, Wu Sheng sighed, "Brother, how come time flies so fast? Two days have passed in the blink of an eye, it's like a dream."

Jiang Chen tossed it out with a flick of his wrist.

The Martial Saint caught it instinctively, looked down, and chuckled.

These are oranges from my parents' hometown.

Wu Sheng put down his gardening tools.

"Brother, why don't we talk to Sister Shurui about making some changes here and planting a few orange trees?"

He peeled an orange, broke off a segment, and popped it into his mouth. "Look at these things, they're just a money-grabbing rip-off. They're expensive and troublesome, they can't be cold or hot. Where I'm from, they're not even good enough to be used as firewood. We might as well up all of them and plant fruit trees, they're sturdy and edible."

"If you want to pull them out, then you'll have enough nutrients for the fruit trees."

The Martial Saint chuckled, "How could that be? Sister Shurui isn't that violent."

"Gulu."

He wolfed down half an orange in no time, then tentatively asked, "...Is there any news from my sister?"

"Your sister is downstairs."

"what?"

The martial arts master was stunned. When he saw the other party turn around, he immediately realized that he had been tricked.

My older sister didn't show up yesterday, so there's even less chance she'll show up today.

And she even remembered to compensate him for his belt, proving that her magnanimity was broader than he had imagined.

"Brother, where are you going?"

"I'll go get you an autograph."

The Martial Saint was taken aback for a moment, then quickly raised his hand and clenched his fist to cheer him on, "—You've worked hard, bro!"

Jiang Chen went downstairs and happened to run into the Taoist nun coming upstairs; the two bumped into each other.

"Excuse me."

He thought it was a misunderstanding, but little did he know that the other person was indeed deliberately blocking his way.

"When will we fight?"

The Taoist nun went straight to the point.

Jiang Chen was taken aback for a moment, then calmly replied, "It's not time yet."

Duanmu Liuli remained silent before stepping aside.

Mr. Jiang remained calm and politely thanked the man as he walked downstairs. At the same time, he was already thinking about leaving to avoid trouble.

"You're learning whip techniques?"

The voice came from behind.

Jiang Chen turned around and saw an incomparably beautiful woman standing on the steps, determined and earnest.

"I learned stick fighting."

He withdrew his gaze, quickly descended the stairs, taking two steps at a time, and even leaping down the last few steps. After landing, he was neither red-faced nor out of breath, and continued towards the door with effortless grace. He was as light as a swallow, displaying the demeanor of a true master.

"Awesome!"

Shouts came from above.

The Martial Saint was seen lying on the edge of the rooftop.

This kid, out of blind worship, took it upon himself to arrange a three-day meeting between himself and the Taoist nun.

Jiang Chen really wanted to turn around, rush up, tear off the belt, and let this kid experience his whip skills.

The car starts.

They disappeared into the distance.

A high-end office building.

Thanks to the excellent security system, Mr. Jiang was stopped on the first floor. He took a magazine, sat comfortably on the sofa, and waited patiently.

Just as I finished flipping through a fashion magazine, a stunningly beautiful woman with a youthful face rushed over, wearing white flat shoes that seemed out of place in the environment. She looked around before noticing Mr. Jiang sitting there quietly.

"Senior, I'm so sorry, I left my phone in the office and only just saw it."

Mr. Jiang looked up and smiled dismissively.

"fine."

Double ponytails suit a preppy style, but not a professional style, so I switched to a high bun, which is still incredibly charming.

"Senior, let's go up."

"Never mind, I'll just sit here for a while."

"What are you doing sitting here?"

Luo Li'er immediately grabbed the other person's arm without thinking and forcibly pulled him up.

Someone can only obey.

This time, everything went smoothly.

Are you very busy with work?

As the elevator ascended, Jiang Chen asked with concern.

"It's alright. I feel pretty relaxed. I just went to the lab."

"No wonder you smell so good."

These words, if spoken to other men and women, would undoubtedly be considered somewhat presumptuous or even ambiguous, but what is their relationship?

"Have it?"

Luo Li'er didn't react at all. She raised her arm and sniffed it from side to side before saying, "Since you're here today, senior, why don't you help me with some suggestions and give me some advice?"

"No. There are so many professionals like you, how could I possibly presume to teach you?"

This is one of KE's "bases" for its expansion into the domestic market. It seems to be a two-story building, not very large in scale.

Implicated by someone, Luo Li'er has been working here since returning from France, expanding KE's product line and focusing on perfume research and development. Her performance is not important, since the big boss is her sister and won't care. Just like Wu Guangjiang said, as long as she's happy.

For now.

This girl is quite satisfied with her current life.

"The office isn't small."

"Okay."

Luo Li'er was very modest, unaware that owning a small office of several dozen square meters in Dadonghai, where land is incredibly valuable, is an unattainable dream for many working people.

"Sit anywhere."

Boss Jiang looked around, then sat down on the sofa with an air of nonchalance.

"Senior, wait a moment."

With her thick hair, Luo Li'er walked mysteriously to the desk, then took a bottle of perfume from the drawer, returned, and handed it to Jiang Chen.

"I gave it to my senior."

"This is a men's fragrance that we're about to launch. Senior, you'll be the first person to enjoy it."

"Didn't you just start out in the perfume market? You've already developed a men's fragrance?"

"In KE's corporate culture, men and women are treated equally, and we firmly believe that men also need a refined life."

Luo Li'er sat down beside her.

That sounds nice.

Jiang Chen fiddled with the bottle of men's cologne. "So efficient, is it reliable? Could it be poisonous?"

Luo Li'er rolled her eyes in a way that was irresistibly charming. "Senior, do you know how many people are in our perfume department? Our decision to enter the perfume market was made after careful consideration, and the group has given us their full support. Don't underestimate this little bottle in your hand; it took us a full 800 days to refine. From the morning flower fields of Grasse to the afternoon sun of the Mediterranean, we carefully selected 12 natural fragrances and went through 37 formula adjustments. We even held sixteen meetings just for the design of this perfume bottle..."

"Wait a moment."

Jiang Chen quickly interrupted, even as a top capitalist in the country and even the world, his mind was a little slow to catch up, "800 days of polishing?"

"correct."

Luo Li'er blinked her eyes. Not only her hair, but also her eyelashes were quite thick. If you put a frame on her, she could be a cartoon in herself, making others envious.

Still saying "That's right"?
800 days.

800 days ago, this girl was clearly still the campus belle of Tunghai University!

When did you graduate?

Luo Li'er suddenly realized, and then smiled sweetly, "What I mean is, if one person studies for one day, that's one day. But if eight hundred people study at the same time every day, wouldn't that be eight hundred days?"

Jiang Chen was lost in thought and opened his mouth.

"Who did you learn from?"

"Isn't this how all of you seniors do marketing?"

"You call this marketing? You're talking nonsense!"

Jiang Chen sat up straight, his brows furrowing. "Where's your sister? I need to talk to her."

We can't blame the girl entirely for being unreasonable.

Newcomers to the business world, lacking discernment, are indeed easily influenced by some negative trends.

My sister isn't here.

Of course I know she's not here; if she were, she wouldn't have come.

"Where is she?"

"Huicheng".

"Huicheng?"

"Yes, it's my uncle and aunt's 30th wedding anniversary, and she went back to be with them."

"Wedding anniversary?"

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow. "Yeah."

No wonder they were so angry.

Mr. Jiang understood even better.

"...So romantic?"

"Can't older people pursue romance? My aunt has a very youthful mindset."

Jiang Chen nodded. "I can guess."

He hadn't had a chance to meet Pei Yunxi's mother yet, but he had hit Pei Yunxi's father with his car and heard about his love story from him when he was young.

The video arcade on a dark and windy night.

A black and white Roman Holiday, you know.

When will she be back?

"I'm not sure, but I don't think she'll be going back to Donghai for now. Is there something you need from her?"

Jiang Chen shook his head. "It's the Martial Saint."

"Martial Saint?"

"Yes, he wants to ask your sister for some autographs to give to his classmates."

"I don't need my sister."

Luo Li'er said easily, "I'll just sign it for him."

"You'll sign?"

"My handwriting is so similar to my sister's that it's impossible to tell the difference with the naked eye."

"..."

really.

Distance produces beauty.

With the passage of time and the fact that she was no stranger to the family, Luo Li'er frankly said, "Actually, after my sister became famous, I thought of a way to earn extra money by selling my sister's autographs, but I just didn't find an opportunity to do it."

Jiang Chen was amazed and filled with awe.

"You shouldn't be studying painting with a brain like that."

How many sheets does he want?

"You're really planning to copy it? If your sister finds out, she'll really punish you."

"If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who will know?"

As she spoke, Luo Li'er seemed to remember something, and suddenly lowered her voice, even though there was no one else in the office.

"Senior, I'll tell you a secret."

Jiang Chen remained calm and composed, waiting for what was to come.

"Never mind. I'm not going to say anything more."

Luo Li'er shook her head again.

Mr. Jiang felt he had been tricked, but he had no evidence.

"Should we tell or not?"

Luo Li'er shook her head again, "No, my sister will be angry with me if I tell her."

Mr. Jiang was a senior alumnus of Dongda University, a veteran in the business world, and an outstanding businessman. How could he not understand the implied meaning in the other party's words?

If you make someone take a risk, you have to give them something in return.

"I'll order a hundred bottles of your perfume."

Luo Li'er immediately beamed, her obsidian eyes revealing a promising talent, but she was still not satisfied.

"Only a hundred bottles? Senior, isn't that beneath your dignity? With so many companies, if each of your senior executives received a bottle, it would amount to more than a hundred bottles."

Good guy.

What a marketing genius!

Not all men like to wear perfume.

"What does it matter whether they like using company benefits or not? They can just give them to relatives and friends."

"If every employee worked as hard as you, KE would soon replace Hermès as the world's top fashion brand."

From an entrepreneur's perspective, Jiang Chen fully affirmed the other party's attitude.

“KE’s development strategy is different from Hermès. Our goal is to make our products accessible to ordinary working people.”

"How much do you want me to take?"

Jiang Chen went straight to the point.

"Add a zero."

Good guy.

Why not grab it?
Does this girl really see him as her senior?
As a junior, how could I dare to make such an outrageous request to a senior?
"How much is a bottle?"

Of course.

Given the size of Mr. Jiang's business empire, he has the capacity to absorb it.

"It's definitely an internal price for senior students, bye bye."

This number is very auspicious.

888 per bottle, a thousand bottles would only cost 888,000, which is only slightly more expensive than what Mr. Jiang spent at the Tiangong Exhibition yesterday.

Luo Li'er certainly wasn't after these sales figures; she was merely using the Jiang Clan Empire's platform to promote her brand awareness.

"Is this information worth the price?"

Mr. Jiang still cared about his status and didn't haggle at all.

"value."

Luo Li'er was resolute.

Jiang Chen held the perfume in his hand. "Okay, deal."

"Senior, you're so cool when it comes to doing business."

Look.

How much impact does the environment have on people?

How long has this girl been in the workforce?

“We can cooperate long-term in the future. You can ask me to order products such as your year-end bonuses.”

"Where's the news?"

Jiang Chen remained unmoved.

Luo Li'er stopped there, satisfied, and got back to the main topic, "You've met my uncle, right?"

"Ah."

"Do you still remember what he said, senior?"

"Which sentence?"

"My sister will most likely be pressured to get married when she goes back this time."

Jiang Chen looked at that youthful face that appealed to all ages, "Is this the news you were talking about?"

"Isn't that important enough?"

Luo Li'er opened her eyes wide.

Wait a moment.

What does it have to do with me that your sister is being pressured to get married?
Jiang Chen remained calm, suspecting that the girl's earlier sales pitch to him was actually a diversionary tactic to distract him.

"When you reach a certain age, who doesn't get pressured to get married? What's the difference between saying this and not saying it at all?"

"If you want to renege on your debt, you can just say so. I can't force you to buy my perfume."

One of the Thirty-Six Stratagems is to retreat when you can advance.

"Eight hundred per bottle."

Jiang Chen got up and casually put the bottle of perfume into his pocket. If it's free, why not take it?

"Take care, senior."

How realistic!

They're not even offering to send it anymore.

Jiang Chen went out, then picked up his phone and called Cui Heng, a top agent in the Chinese entertainment industry.

"Mr. Jiang."

"Give me Yunxi's address."

"what?"

"I was referring to her hometown address."

Cui Heng suddenly realized, "Mr. Jiang, Yunxi's file does not record her hometown address."

"Can you find it?"

"It can be found."

Without any hesitation or doubt.

This is the proper work attitude.

"Okay, send it to me."

Huicheng.

It is not far from the East China Sea.

Although he doesn't have much time left, he should still have enough time.

I learned about it in junior high school politics class.

To repel external threats, one must first secure internal stability. (End of Chapter)