I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The world is bustling with activity, all driven by the pursuit of profit.

Grudges and grievances aren't that important.

It's not shameful to do business.

Cooperation leads to mutual benefit, while conflict leads to mutual destruction.

As it turns out, neither side can defeat the other, at least not for the time being, so why not try a different approach?

As for who will ultimately succeed in finding the treasure of the Grand Line.

—Then let time tell.

We should plan ahead, but we shouldn't be overly worried. Life is only a few decades long. Each generation should just do its part. Who knows, the universe might explode and the world might be destroyed tomorrow?

When Mr. Jiang was visiting relatives in the countryside during a summer vacation in elementary school, he picked up Romance of the Three Kingdoms and read the chapter on "Discussing Heroes Over Wine" out of boredom. He certainly couldn't have imagined that many years later, this scene would be recreated on the famous Mount Fuji, and that he himself would become the protagonist of the story.

Even more amazing is...

His power and status were even more illustrious than those of Prefect Liu.

Discussing heroes over wine might only concern the ownership of a portion of the map, but what lies before him now is the entire map of the server.

"Does Mr. Leo know how to play Chinese chess?"

Jiang Chen looked at the chessboard on the stone table and suddenly asked.

Leo shook his head and smiled apologetically: "NO."

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

???

Leo was slightly taken aback.

brother.

Are you really that free?

He naturally didn't have that kind of elegance, and continued to persuade him patiently, "Mr. Jiang, our cooperation is the future."

future.

Arrogant and dismissive of everyone?
No.

This is a realistic narrative.

If the top two players on the server team up, what chance do the other players have?
If they didn't want to be beheaded, they had no choice but to obediently submit and pay tribute.

I was thinking, isn't there also the third-ranked player?
Ok.

There's also a third-ranked character in Romance of the Three Kingdoms, but what's their significance?
When it was in its complete form, it was indeed glorious, but in reality, success and failure always determine a hero. After being dismembered, it gradually declined, and now, all that's left is stubbornness.

Divide and rule, each governing a group of subordinates in their own territory, each minding their own business. From the perspective of the bigger picture, there is indeed no reason to refuse.

But the key point is...

Jiang Zemin wasn't even a Party member, so how could he possibly be in charge of over a billion compatriots?

Moreover.

He also had unspeakable difficulties.

It's not some Confucian ideology.

If they shake hands and make peace,

What about his task?
What about that Western goddess with white hair?
I can't very well end up becoming a troublemaker who disrupts the unity of the nation.

and many more.

Not right.

I almost got led astray.

Where did his private interests conflict with the collective interests of over a billion compatriots?

"I, Lord Liu, am a righteous man, and my ideals are completely different from those of you, Cao Cao. You want to establish hegemony and rule as a sovereign, but my ideal is to lead my people to a better life."

Birds and fish are destined to go their separate ways.

The person regained consciousness and then silently but firmly shook their head.

"Mr. Jiang, we are now standing at the threshold of a new era, just a gentle push away..."

Leo stopped there, or rather, he said all he had to say.

"Has Mr. Leo made a decision?"

"Boss Jiang asked."

Leo shrugged. "Sure~"

"I have a suggestion, I don't know if Mr. Leo would be willing to listen."

Leo smiled gracefully, "Please speak."

"Mr. Leo, do you know what my friend's profession is?"

Suddenly, Boss Jiang steered the conversation toward the Taoist nun standing silently with a knife in her hand.

What profession?
Isn't that obvious?

"I think this lady must be a martial arts practitioner."

Leo smiled charmingly and gestured with his finger, "Chinese kung fu"

Ok.

They have a keen eye.

But why laugh?

They have thugs, you don't.

"She is a Taoist priest."

Mr. Jiang neither confirmed nor denied the explanation.

"Taoist priest?"

"Yes. Taoism is our native religion, which has created countless great philosophical ideas that can enlighten and guide us to properly face every difficulty and challenge in life. One of them is the saying, 'My nature is self-sufficient and does not need external seeking.' I think we can share this with Mr. Leo."

He's babbling on and on, what is he saying?

Just because it's spoken in English doesn't mean you can understand it; a hint of doubt flickered in Leo's deep eyes.

"My nature is self-sufficient and I do not need to seek anything from outside?"

Jiang Chen nodded and calmly began his lecture, “Your focus doesn’t necessarily have to be external. When you encounter trouble, you should look for solutions within yourself. The answer is often right there in the mystery. Your country has the world’s largest bourgeoisie. Their wealth is like the sun. When the country and the people need them, they should be mobilized and their power should be brought into play, through donations and tax payments…”

"Oh."

Is that polite?
He hadn't even finished speaking.

This time it was Boss Jiang's turn to be puzzled, staring at the other party who was laughing for no reason.

"Does Mr. Leo have any comments?"

"Does Mr. Jiang mean that we should plunder our own people?"

What are they robbing?
Can donating money and paying taxes be called robbery?
Mr. Jiang fell silent.

Cultural differences are indeed an insurmountable gap.

"Sorry. Where I'm from, we call this dedication."

"Dedication?"

Leo chuckled. A true heartthrob is a heartthrob. Even with such a detached expression, he's still incredibly charming. "Private property is sacred and inviolable. No one has the right to demand that one person sacrifice for another."

Hold on.

What about the superheroes in Hollywood blockbusters?

Oh.

Also.

Movies are movies, and reality is reality.

It's true that the joy of first sight is not as good as the enduring comfort of long-term companionship.

Just now, the two seemed to share the same ideals, but now, their omnipresent differences are gradually being exposed.

Mr. Jiang was actually repaying kindness with kindness. Regardless of whether the business deal proposed by the other party conformed to Confucianism, it was at least based on the other party's values ​​and he was full of sincerity.

He was the same.

But let's not get off topic. Let's talk about the Ming Dynasty. Oh, back then, the Bald Eagle hadn't even been born yet. Why did the Ming Dynasty lose to the Tartars?

It's because the common people are dirt poor and can't even afford to eat, while the powerful and wealthy in the imperial court are rolling in money.

By studying history, we can understand the rise and fall of dynasties.

If the high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty were willing to endure hardship for themselves, even if it meant lasting for generations, the dynasty could at least have been extended for a while.

So Mr. Jiang offered sincere advice based on his own history, but due to cultural differences, it ended up being like talking to a brick wall.

"Well then, Mr. Jiang, it's fate that we'll meet again."

What was that saying again?

If you don't see eye to eye, even half a sentence is too much.

Leo was more decisive than Boss Jiang. Since they realized it wasn't a good fit, why drag things out? Breaking up as soon as possible was the best course of action.

He was rational and easygoing, unwilling to waste even a little bit of time, but did Boss Jiang agree?

Boss Jiang is such a sycophant.

“Mr. Leo.”

Don't try to stop me.

Twisted melons are not sweet.

Leo lost his bright smile, and his expression became slightly indifferent.

"Is there anything else, Mr. Jiang?"

Such people.

That's just reality.

Even if a deal falls through, goodwill should remain.

How can you just say goodbye like that?

Goodbye is fine, but if you turn around and use the golden megaphone to spread your scandals throughout the entire server, what about your image? "I also have a business deal I'd like to discuss with Mr. Leo."

Leo curled the corner of his mouth. "I never do business with people."

Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

This sentence... is really a bit hard to understand.

But he still came to understand.

Does that mean you're only proactive and never reactive?
You are only allowed to reach out to others; if someone else reaches out to you, forget it.

Also.

Why would someone take the initiative? It must be because there's something to gain.

He truly is a master of playing the capital game.

He threw down a rather domineering remark, straightened his cuffs, and was about to leave.

I go.

Thai pants are hot.

It's true that Boss Jiang is a sycophant, but he's no longer the "Yanzi, Yanzi, don't go" type. There are many different kinds of sycophants.

"stop."

Boss Jiang also abandoned his amiable demeanor.

If you refuse a toast offered politely, then you're prepared to suffer the consequences.

Leo, who had already propped himself up on his thighs, frowned for the first time. This almost commanding tone was unfamiliar and uncomfortable to him.

"Mr. Leo, do you think this is a place where you can come and go as you please?"

Mr. Jiang stood upright, seemingly unperturbed.

Showing off?
Anyone can do that.

"Where is this place?"

Leo countered with a question.

"Fuji."

Mr. Jiang gave a very serious answer.

This is not a joke.

"bass--"

As soon as he finished speaking, a clear blade of light flashed from its sheath, forcing Leo to involuntarily squint his eyes.

The Taoist nun has finally learned to read people's expressions.

That's right.

This is Mount Fuji.

It is the venue for the World's Greatest Martial Arts Tournament.

Leo didn't panic. Instead, he laughed, no longer trying to hide it. His laughter was unrestrained and arrogant, and his arrogance was so real that it made the surrounding bamboo rustle.

"Is Mr. Jiang joking with me?"

He didn't bring anyone with him.

But why didn't you bring anyone with you?

This is the territory of the Fujiwara family.

This is Japan.

Here are America's most elite warriors.

absurd.

Looking at the man and woman who dared to draw their knives at him, Leo felt a great sense of absurdity.

Oh my God
This world is crazy!

Mr. Jiang, whose ideology and culture were completely different, ignored him. "Better safe than sorry," "A wise man does not stand under a dangerous wall," and "One should always be wary of others"... These are common sayings that even children in China can recite.

After taking a sip of coffee, Jiang Chen took out his phone, opened the camera, and pointed the camera at Leo.

What are you doing here?

Leo smiled, but like the sun today, his smile was devoid of any warmth.

Using a coffee cup, Mr. Jiang calmly set up the camera to ensure that the other party could be fully captured on screen.

"Are you out of your mind?"

at last.

After Mr. Jiang had completed all the preparations, Leo spoke.

"Does the Fujiwara clan have no regard for their lives?"

brother.

Don't you understand the saying "a wise man submits to circumstances"?
Boss Jiang didn't bother arguing with the other party. Unlike him, who came from humble beginnings, the guy opposite him and the group behind him had never experienced the hardships of being at the bottom of society. So how could they understand any philosophy of survival? Just like when they were discussing business, their thinking was entirely based on their own values. Subconsciously, they thought, "I'm the number one fighter, and no one dares to mess with me."

There's nothing wrong with thinking that way.

But you have to understand, not everyone in this world is normal. Try wandering around a mental hospital. No matter who you are, they might chop you up. You know what mental illness is, right? Chopping people up isn't illegal.

"Why do I feel like Mr. Leo is courting death?"

crazy.

He's completely gone mad.

Leo's mind was buzzing; he was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Give it a try."

Even the cold smile is gone.

Damn pride.

But I have to admit, they're fucking tough.

The problem now lies with Boss Jiang.

They've clearly maxed out their courage, what are you going to do about it?
Mr. Jiang was a straightforward man; he didn't waste any more words and simply raised his hand horizontally.
Give me the knife.

The Taoist nun didn't move.

"It would be dishonorable to win without fighting."

Mr. Jiang explained.

Ok.

I'm taking pictures with my phone.

Bullying the weak is not in line with Confucianism.

What we want is fairness, fairness, and absolutely fairness!

Master Duanmu was persuaded, but still did not hand over his weapon. His gaze shifted to the blond white man who had entered the final round and whose face was now covered in black aura.

Where is his knife?

Boss Jiang was stunned, then turned his head. "What knife?"

"Dragon-Slaying Saber".

"..."

Boss Jiang was lost in thought, then tried hard to suppress the urge to smile. "I don't know, maybe he thinks he's so great that he doesn't need to be brought along."

I wonder if Master Duanmu felt any pressure after hearing this. He remained calm and composed, raising his hand and placing the Tang sword in Boss Jiang's hand.

It's a martial arts competition.

It's not a life-or-death struggle.

Click till.

But Boss Jiang forgot that not everyone needs a weapon to kill.

Leo couldn't hear what the crickets were chirping, but he could see it.

What does it mean when Boss Jiang takes the Tang sword and leans it against the table?
Just putting on airs.

"Your behavior is hard to forgive."

Boss Jiang was worried that he would make mistakes and leave problems, but little did he know that people would misunderstand and think he was a coward, and even keep talking about forgiving him.
Jiang Chen looked over and couldn't help but laugh. The more he looked at that face, the more he wanted to punch it.

"The person you should forgive is yourself."

Having said that, Boss Jiang stopped wasting words, calmly uttering two words.
"Beat him up."

"chua~"

The Taoist nun, who had been waiting for this moment, shot out almost simultaneously with Boss Jiang's voice. Afterimages lingered, like a server lag, and the unscientific scene stunned Leo for a moment.

"Fuck!"

Leo, who was surprised that his opponent actually dared to make a move, snapped out of his daze, his face contorted, and he cursed viciously. His body obeyed his instincts, and he retreated hastily, but after two or three steps, he suddenly stopped.

A woman.

What are you afraid of?
Should I avoid her sharp edge?
So Leo not only overcame his instincts and forced himself to stop, but also deliberately threw a punch at the increasingly clear and beautiful face.

Fear is a human instinct.

Courage is the hymn of humanity.

Jiang Chen's eyes widened slightly as he witnessed this scene; at that moment, he wanted to applaud him!
With someone's prior "reminder," Master Duanmu didn't rush into a head-on confrontation. Instead, he twisted his waist, spun 180 degrees, his hair fluttering, and swung his plump, long legs high, smashing them towards that face that was whiter than most women's.

"Boom!"

Have you ever seen a human punching bag?
It's okay if you haven't seen it before.

The entire process was recorded by the phone, which was held upright.

In less than three seconds, Rio was sent flying by a kick, crashing heavily into the bamboo grove beside the courtyard. "Crack, crack, crack..." The bamboo broke one after another as if it were made of paper.

The Taoist nun did not pursue them; after pausing for a while, she turned around.

what's the situation?
Isn't he a pro?
Someone quickly stood up, stood on tiptoe, and craned their neck to look towards the bamboo forest.

Why are you looking so gloomy?
It was as if they didn't realize the Taoist nun was "lacking in manners." (End of Chapter)