I have ten trillion licking dog gold

"Mr. Jiang, over there."

As Bai Haoran walked out of Shouzhuozhai, he pointed past the densely packed crowd and toward the entrance of Jingshen Alley.

An ordinary black Hongqi was parked there.

Mr. Jiang walked that way.

Bai Haoran followed until they reached the car. He saw Boss Jiang into the car and then stopped, waiting quietly outside.

"How did you come."

There was no one else around, except for a driver sitting in front, who was probably a trusted confidant of Guanyin, so Mr. Jiang could relax a bit.

"Can't I come?"

Lanpei gazed ahead, her face as calm as a still lake, neither arrogant nor conceited, as if she had just done nothing.

Mr. Jiang, who was able to leave gracefully thanks to the other party's help, naturally felt grateful.

How could he not understand the other person's personality?

People born in early October tend to have an avoidant personality type, which, simply put, means they are stubborn but soft-hearted, cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

Ok.

He learned a lot from the Taoist nun sister he had been exposed to.

"If I had known you were coming, I would have come with you."

Jiang Chen sighed, leaning back in the faux leather seat, his posture relaxed.

"We're not on the same wavelength."

"Oh."

Upon hearing this, Comrade Jiang Chen couldn't help but sneer, completely disregarding it.

Not on the same wavelength?

Why did you offer help when we're not even on the same wavelength?

Why didn't you just leave and instead wait for him in the car?
Don't look at what they say, look at what they do. The mouth can lie, but the body can't.

"why are you laughing?"

Although the environment was much more private than before, there was still a driver in the car. Boss Jiang didn't try to change the subject with his usual smooth talk, "You can't miss my bet with Song Chaoge."

Live together.

Wasn't that duel in Las Vegas back then also between the three of them?

However, at that time, the woman next to him was sitting next to Song Shao.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river.

Looking back, the trajectory of fate is truly wondrous.

"What am I going to do?"

"Watching, huh? That's your betting card. Aren't you afraid I'll lose?"

"Whether you lose or not has nothing to do with whether I'm here or not."

"That's not true."

Jiang Chen's expression was solemn and serious. "In gambling, momentum is very important. If you can overwhelm your opponent with momentum, you've at least won half the battle."

There's some truth to this from a metaphysical perspective. Big bosses love to bring celebrities and models when they go to casinos. If a Blood Goddess is sitting with them to cheer them on, she will undoubtedly be able to dominate the entire place.

"How come Song Chaoge lost in Las Vegas last time?"

What I fear most is the sudden silence in the air.

The person who had been speaking so confidently was speechless for a moment, not expecting that the other party also had a vivid memory of that bet.

Yes.

Even with the blessing of Guanyin Bodhisattva, why did Song Shao suffer such a crushing defeat?
Because he's using technology!
Lan Peizhi is not Song Chaoge, but this truth also cannot be told.

Men will try their best to maintain a superior image in front of women!
Jiang Chen unconsciously touched his nose again. "Last time, it was because your attributes didn't match."

What do you mean?
So you're on my side now?
With his subordinates sitting in front, Lan Peizhi remained composed and showed no emotional fluctuations. He tacitly stopped there and said calmly, "I have to leave soon."

"what?"

Jiang Chen was surprised, "So eager?"

Then he added, "You didn't really come just to pay your respects, did you?"

Even considering the presence of a driver, Mr. Jiang's expression was quite restrained, but this offhand remark still revealed a flaw.

We're not here to offer condolences.

Did they come here to arrest you?

Lan Peizhi tilted her head, her voice soft but hurtful, "Otherwise what?"

Mr. Jiang hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

“I’ve known her for almost ten years. She’s gone. Shouldn’t I come and see her off?”

"You know Miss He?"

Jiang Chen was surprised.

Is that strange?

Jiang Chen was speechless.

—I've thought of that.

They are all outstanding women of this era, so it's not unusual for them to have a relationship.

Simultaneously.

Jiang Chen suddenly felt a little ashamed.

The guests who are still arriving in droves almost all have ulterior motives, but she alone is so pure.

Yes.

If attending a funeral isn't about sending off the departed soul, then what is it for?
"If Miss He could have a true friend like you, she would be very gratified in the afterlife."

As for the last gambling license incident, it was supposedly a robbery, but what was the actual situation?

It's completely fair competition.

This level of friendship should not be understood with the mindset of ordinary people.

Furthermore.

Even without him and Lan Peizhi, could the Ho family have kept their gambling license?
If this were a Song Dynasty singer, the He family's situation would definitely be worse than it is now.

"Really not coming?"

Jiang Chen was not giving up and subtly threatened and bribed, "If I lose, don't blame me."

"Winning or losing is your problem. You have to return the gambling license to me."

What do you mean?
If you lose your gambling license, you lose it all. How can you pay it back?
"I'll try my best. If I lose, you can go ask that guy surnamed Zhong for it yourself."

Seeing that the other party was determined, Boss Jiang did not hesitate and displayed the domineering manner that a man should have, making a move to push open the car door.

As a result, Lan Peizhi called out to him.

"Aren't you going to say hello?"

Jiang Chen turned around, his eyes blank. "What?"

"Hello."

A greeting came from the driver's seat...

At this moment, Lan Peizhi's expression changed slightly, and the corners of her lips involuntarily lifted up, but she quickly suppressed them again.

Mr. Jiang frowned and subconsciously looked back at the driver's seat.

—A woman?
That's right.

The driver, who was completely unnoticed, was a woman. Because she was wearing a hat, and because Mr. Jiang hadn't paid any attention to her, he didn't notice her.

It's not surprising that she's a woman.

Lan Peizhi is a woman.

But what does "hello" mean?
As if sensing something, Mr. Jiang looked up at the rearview mirror and met the other person's gaze.

"—It's you?"

Mr. Jiang's pupils suddenly dilated.

In the rearview mirror, that face seemed to have darkened a bit, but his features were still as handsome and sharp as ever, and his expression was still as unapproachable as ever.

of course.

She's still as beautiful as ever.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

From the "hello" just now to the "long time no see" now, only two sentences were said, and both sentences were so stereotypical and cliché, as if they were just going through the motions.

but.

It really has been a long time.

Mr. Jiang opened his mouth, his stiff face thawed, and a smile appeared on his face. "I didn't expect it to be Miss Liu."

It's not that I forgot the other person's rank.

Look at their attire, typical of someone traveling incognito.

When you are working, you should use your job title.

Now you know why everyone stared at President Lan when she entered.

The president of the Donghai Chamber of Commerce is just one of his titles.

The colonel was driving.

What an extraordinary achievement!
"How is Colonel Wang? Is he alright?"

All right.

Customs are contagious.

Boss Jiang was also affected, becoming as awkward as a college student.

"Military secret, no comment."

"..."

"..."

Mr. Jiang was stunned.

Lan Peizhi, who was sitting in the back row, turned his head and looked out the window.

"I'm sorry." After hesitating several times, Boss Jiang finally chose to apologize.

"I have to go."

The woman surnamed Liu, who was half a general, looked in the rearview mirror. This time, she was clearly not speaking to Boss Jiang. Boss Jiang also understood that she wasn't speaking to him, so he knew that he should get out of the car.

It seems that they didn't intentionally not go to support him; they really had something to do.

"Bon Voyage."

Mr. Jiang said succinctly, "They've already said it's a military secret, why are you still asking?"
He deftly pushed open the door and got out of the car, then closed the door and waved to the people inside.

Hongqi starts.

"Mr. Jiang, Miss Lan has left?"

Bai Haoran watched them leave in surprise.

"Ah."

Mr. Jiang nodded deeply.

"Miss Lan, you're here and leaving already? Is there something important you need to discuss?"

"Shh. Military secret."

"..."

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To command the martial world, one must rely on more than just violence.

Lan Peizhi looked in the rearview mirror and saw someone standing at the alley entrance gradually blurring out.

The colonel in plainclothes drove a car.

He truly deserves the rank of Senior Colonel.

The driver is quite steady. If you apply for a driver's job, the minimum monthly salary is 8,000 yuan.

"You can stay one more day."

Although he is a soldier, he is not completely inflexible.

"Won't that put you in a difficult position?"

"Miss Lan is only doing this out of obligation, not responsibility."

In fact, you can tell just by looking at his speech. Colonel Liu's crisp and efficient speaking habits reveal the unique conciseness and efficiency of a soldier, and he would never add a single unnecessary word.

"Why don't you come along and have some fun at the casino?"

The Way of Lanpei.

"I dont go."

Lan Peizhi finally stopped suppressing her emotions, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly. "There shouldn't be any problem. You're not going to the table. You're just keeping me company."

If we can really trick this person into going too, then these two will sit on either side of Boss Jiang.

Young Master Song?

Let's call him Little Songzi.

Let's gamble a few more times.

They've lost all their fighting spirit.

However, to reach this level at such a young age, regardless of strength, one's willpower is definitely stronger than titanium alloy.

"Not interested."

In the future, women who can shoulder great responsibilities will be immune to temptation.

“Song Chaoge is also here.”

Lampe continued to increase his bets.

Although she didn't go into the funeral hall and waited in the car, how could this woman, who had almost broken records, not know what the situation was like inside, or rather, what the situation was like in Macau?

Moreover, although she didn't say anything, she didn't block her ears and could clearly hear the conversation between the two people in the back row.

Are those two still fighting?

"Maybe this round will decide the winner."

Lan Peizhi was still seducing him.

But they really weren't interested.

Soldiers see their country and its vast land in their eyes. The struggle between Boss Jiang and Young Master Song is probably just like children fighting—boring and childish...

"If there were a winner and a loser, the betting wouldn't be here."

Look.

Although they were not directly involved, they were fully aware of the grudges and entanglements between Boss Jiang and Young Master Song.

Lan Peizhi remained noncommittal, then suddenly asked without warning, "Do you prefer someone like him, or someone like Song Chaoge?"

The "like" here definitely just means "appreciation".

I don't like any of them.

Liu Sangyu is quick-witted and outspoken, showing no mercy to the two most representative young talents of China.

wrong.

It seems like they're not just disrespecting Boss Jiang and Young Master Song.

Lan Peizhi, who clearly had a good personal relationship with Boss Jiang, remained expressionless and continued to ask with great interest, "Why?"

"Because Jiang Chen always puts on an act."

upright.

But it is fair!

It can be confirmed that this female colonel, who had only met Jiang Zemin a few times, would not have any subjective bias.

"What about Song Dynasty songs?"

Lan Peizhi... didn't laugh. Wasn't this just putting on an act too?

"Even more hypocritical."

Ok.

Fortunately, Mr. Jiang didn't hear it. If he had, he would have been relieved to hear this.

No one can be liked by everyone.

Even RMB won't work.

If you threw several boxes of money in front of this female colonel, she would frown and curse, "Why throw shit at me?"

So it's okay to get bad reviews, as long as you're better than some people.

"So what kind of person do you like?"

This wasn't a joke; Lan Peizhi's tone carried a rare hint of curiosity.

As expected, there was no response.

"The two of them are already considered to be among the most outstanding in our time."

That's the fair way to put it.

There's a reason why Song Shao willingly calls her Aunt Lan.

"Are they good? Putting the two of them together, I only need ten seconds."

"..."

Lan Peizhi finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. The fleeting charm she exuded was breathtaking, but unfortunately, no man had the fortune to witness it.

There are straight men.

There are also straight women, of course.

"You mean, being able to beat you is what makes someone excellent?"

Liu Sangyu did not answer.

Although both were representatives of the military faction, Lan Peizhi still shook his head in the face of the other party's absolute views.

"If we use your standards, there are only a handful of soldiers in the military who can defeat you, which means there are only a handful of truly outstanding soldiers?"

In terms of eloquence, Colonel Liu was clearly no match. He glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "That's not what I meant."

Of course I know that's not what she meant, that's why she's using a fallacy of equivocation.

Lan Peizhi's smile rippled slightly. "Force can be a standard, but it cannot be the only standard. Soldiers need strong physiques, extraordinary skills, and courageous strength to protect their country, but ordinary people do not. After all, the laws are strict now, and a slap can cost ten thousand."

"..."

He didn't even laugh.

His composure is evident.

"Therefore, we need your help to train more outstanding soldiers."

Liu Sangyu changed the subject, or rather, got back to the main point.

She calls her brother "Auntie," but she doesn't address him that way. I don't know why. Maybe it's because he's not much older than her?
Lin Chong was known as the instructor of 800,000 Imperial Guards, but that was just boasting. It sounded like he was the chief instructor of a major military region, but according to the system of the Northern Song Dynasty at that time, he was just an ordinary military officer with no rank or power who only taught weapons. He wasn't even a low-ranking officer.

"Instructor of the 800,000 Imperial Guards" is an abbreviation. To be more precise, he was one of the instructors of the 800,000 Imperial Guards. Furthermore, Lin Chong only taught spear and staff techniques. There were about 270 instructors of the same kind, and 30 more instructors above him.

And Lanpei...

Of course, it's also tasteless and lacks class.

But to have a senior colonel, and a record-breaking one at that, personally come to invite you, speaks volumes about the prestige of the position.

"I'm just a woman, I don't have that kind of ability."

Liu Sangyu's expression showed the most significant change so far. She glanced at the rearview mirror, her eyes unfocused, seemingly lost in thought... "Woman."

As if noticing someone was watching him, Lan Peizhi regained focus, looked at the rearview mirror, and smiled faintly.

Liu Sangyu withdrew her gaze. "Are you staying for a day?"

"never mind."

Women should also have a sense of national and familial responsibility.

Staying an extra day should be very interesting.

There's nothing wrong with what people say, but they actually teamed up for a quail. What are they if not hypocrites?

Was it really destined?
What will the two become when they combine?
Song Jiang.

"I'm getting old. In the future, please find someone more capable."

The red flag paused briefly, then continued its steady journey towards the airport. (End of Chapter)