Chapter 1370: 935 lower half of the poem_2

Don’t be fooled by that woman’s forever charming demeanor towards herself.

But Jiang Chen knows very well the snake and scorpion heart wrapped beneath her beguiling exterior.

During the takeover of K.E., it was vividly displayed.

“Her proposed plan is feasible.”

Lan Peizhi spoke rationally and calmly.

“But she is a Dongying person.”

Jiang Chen responded briefly but not simply.

Lan Peizhi was indifferent, merely asking lightly in reply, “Are you a radical youth?”

Jiang Chen was slightly stunned, momentarily unsure how to respond.

Calling him a radical youth, of course, isn’t quite fitting.

But he undeniably harbors prejudice against Dongying people, which is clearly reflected in his attitude towards that Fujiwara Family’s lady.

To exaggerate.

The other party, to him, was almost obsessively persistent, even persevering and becoming braver with setbacks, but he remained unyielding, unaffected.

Just like the grand cooperation proposal by Fujiwara Reiki this time.

As Lan Peizhi said, from a business perspective, it’s definitely a multi-party win-win transaction, yet Jiang Chen instinctively abandoned the stance of a businessman, feeling resistance from the bottom of his heart.

There is no other reason.

Simply because the other party is a Dongying person.

If it was another nationality, he would definitely consider the possibilities seriously, like if it were Vera, there’s no telling that they would already be planning the specifics of cooperation now.

“I’m not a radical youth.”

After being silent for a while, Jiang Chen shook his head and earnestly replied, “It’s just that now, I’m not just a businessman; some stances must be prioritized.”

Lan Peizhi, with her gaze always on the plate, raised her head and spoke ambiguously, “Awareness is quite high.”

“No matter what, I’m also a member of the Young Pioneers.”

Lan Peizhi neither agreed nor disagreed, “If it’s just according to Fujiwara Reiki’s proposal, the problem shouldn’t be significant.”

The issues within, Jiang Chen had a mental weighing scale; although he wasn’t a civil servant, all those political ideology courses in college weren’t taken for nothing.

Yet, having a scale was one thing, the precision of this scale, Jiang Chen couldn’t guarantee.

At Diaoyutai, Cao Jinse discussed with him, but not concretely enough, and Lan Peizhi’s words now undoubtedly gave him reassurance.

Don’t forget who this person is.

Throughout Shenzhou’s history, many have been influential figures, but reaching this time, how many have faded away, and how many still remain brilliant?

This Bloody Bodhisattva’s grasp of certain rules has certainly reached its peak, at least worthy of striving to learn from.

“Problem is not significant, can you really guarantee?”

Usually sporting two labels, thick-skinned and bold, Boss Jiang suddenly seemed like a different person, unusually cautious.

“Are you sure Uncle Sui won’t come after me with full force?”

Lan Peizhi frowned, evidently saying, “Uncle Sui?”

Jiang Chen nodded without a hint of pride.

If it were a normal person, their nostrils would be raised to the ceiling by now.

Scholar, farmer, worker, businessman.

This is Shenzhou’s social structure inherited over thousands of years.

Having ties with a mogul on a national leaderboard, anyone with some knowledge should understand the concept.

Lan Peizhi looked at someone seemingly rising all at once, “With what you’ve done, also expected.”

Objective.

And fair.

“So, shall I call you aunt? Let me hear it?”

A sudden remark completely crashed Jiang Chen’s CPU, he hasn’t had time to think, blurting out, “Get out…”

As he reacted quite swiftly, realizing it wasn’t right, he forcibly held back the rest of the word.

But holding back or not, it seemed to make no difference.

“What did you say?”

Lan Peizhi frowned.

Duanmu Liuli, the food enthusiast, finally shifted her attention from the dishes, raising her head.

“I said… Too much.”

Even with the closest relationship, despite the successful completion of strategy tasks, Jiang Chen still dared not feel secure.

After all, this one isn’t an ordinary woman, cannot be viewed with conventional vision, not even 90 favorability rating, even 100 percent favorability, if she gets upset, she could probably slap him to death.

“You seem almost the same age as me, calling aunt, isn’t it a joke?”

Jiang Chen feigned naturalness in his speech.

Duanmu Liuli looked at him but still said nothing, yet the fact she put aside her pursuit of appetite was enough to show her current unsettled mind.

Mostly also feeling admiration for Jiang Chen’s slick tongue and shamelessness.

“With Taoist Duanmu here, calling you aunt, what should I call her? Wouldn’t that be chaotic?”

Jiang Chen spoke reasonably.

Indeed.

It’s not just chaotic.

They once even had an unmentionable incident because of a sudden brake.

If calling aunt.

Wouldn’t that scramble…

Amitabha.

No.

Infinite Heavenly Venerate.

Jiang Chen picked up the chopsticks, employing a typical ostrich strategy, not glancing at the woman beside him, nor at the Taoist nun sister.

Most of the time.

Lan Peizhi was still a reasonable person, perhaps thinking Jiang Chen’s rhetoric made sense, or maybe his shameless flattery worked, she didn’t dwell on the addressing issue.

“Since recognition is achieved, no need to overly worry.”

Jiang Chen felt a slight relief, promptly shifting the topic, “Besides her being a Dongying person, there’s another reason, I find this Fujiwara Family’s young lady changeable, unreliable. Currently, she and I are in competition, for her to propose cooperation to me as if nothing happened, yes, pursuing profit as a merchant is natural, but I’m concerned if I cooperate with her, if a greater benefit appears later, she would unhesitatingly stab me in the back.”

“However, to completely solve the fraud issue, solely relying on firepower assistance, cannot last long.”

“Yes, she indeed reminded me, conquering Jiangshan is easy, maintaining Jiangshan is hard, even if the Allies could achieve a series of victories relying on weaponry disparity, if true consolidation isn’t achieved, stabilizing Down there captured territory, it will eventually fall, and I can’t endlessly transfuse them, by then, fraud reviving from the ashes will be inevitable.”

Jiang Chen said: “Any social issue, at its root, is an economic issue, only when the economy itself develops can it be solved once and for all.”

“How much capital do you plan to invest in this project?”

Lan Peizhi asked lightly.

Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile, “No specific number; I originally planned until achieving the ultimate victory, currently burning about thirty million daily.”

Cannon fires, gold ten thousand taels.

No project burns money more than war.

And this can’t even swipe lick-dog gold, all drawing from his own treasury.

Thirty million a day, utterly astonishing.

However, Boss Jiang can bear it; even if using lick-dog gold isn’t feasible, he has accumulated over three hundred billion personal assets, no, to be precise, it’s cash flow!

In other words.

With his personal capability, he could at least support this war for about ten thousand days.

Of course.

No matter how wealthy, nobody would throw money into water.

Thirty million a day is absolutely considerable, yet this spending is worth it.

“With such massive investment, truly no concrete plan? Even if there wasn’t at the time, there should be one now.”

“I’m doing this kind of business for the first time as well, without any experience, also holding a watch-as-I-go view.”

“So, what step have you reached now?”

Lan Peizhi asked.

Jiang Chen remained silent.

“Whether it’s armed independence or economic foundation, all oppose the Miandi Government, the final result is the same, destined to be intolerable by Miandi Government.”

Lan Peizhi calmly said, “So this road, no matter what step, the end is fixed,”

“What end?”

Jiang Chen calmly asked.

Lan Peizhi didn’t look at him, picking up chopsticks again.

“Those who steal hooks are punished, those who steal kingdoms are lords.”

Jiang Chen wasn’t stunned or surprised, just silently smiled and then said, “Let’s eat, let’s eat.”

The relationship between them is indeed very subtle.

Some things.

Wouldn’t be discussed with Cao Jinse, but could be freely spoken about here.

Eaters may not be many, only three people, but as the sunset glowed through, it rendered a sense of warmth.

While picking dishes, Jiang Chen couldn’t help glancing at the face truly showing no traces of time.

If really to describe her relationship with him.

Seems only half a verse can capture it.

Half teacher.

Half friend.

Half confidant.