I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Chapter 2421 - 1531: Blowing Smoke (Part 2)

Such a person, actually praising a peer to the skies.

"What on earth does he do?"

"He’s a big boss."

Tie Jun didn’t hold back anymore.

"How big of a boss?"

Ji Ailin asked instinctively.

"How big... I’m not quite sure. But definitely bigger than any boss we’ve met."

"Boasting!"

Ji Ailin immediately retorted, "How old is he? Same as you, right? How can there be such a young boss, unless his family has connections and background, a second-generation rich."

"That’s not it. His family environment is not much better than mine, even worse. But haven’t you heard the saying, ’Heroes don’t ask where they come from’?"

Ji Ailin rolled her eyes, "My dear brother, what age do we live in? Still talking about ’Heroes don’t ask where they come from’? Without background or connections, you can’t even get a job as a nurse at our hospital!"

This is quite true.

Despite nurses being hard-working and humble, there’s actually a lot of demand.

But.

Referring to formal nurses, not temporary workers.

"Ji Ailin, you’re being partial in your statement. In our Sha City, this is true; the smaller the place, the more connections matter. But big cities are different. There are many opportunities for life-changing chances."

Ji Ailin chuckled, "My cousin graduated from a prestigious university, studied in a big city, and guess what he’s doing now?"

"Hmm?"

"Staying at home! Living off his parents!"

Tie Jun laughed silently.

"...People are different. Some can’t accept setbacks and difficulties, or life’s down moments and misfortunes. They become your clients, service targets, getting admitted into the mental health center. Of course, this is extreme. More commonly, there’s a lack of courage to face challenges, like your cousin, who chooses to hide, avoid, and bury his head in the sand. But Jiang Chen is a different kind."

"What kind of person is he?"

Ji Ailin gradually sank into thought.

"He."

Tie Jun smiled, "He’s the type who, even if life pushes him to the edge of a cliff, he’ll calmly sit down, watch the mist on the cliff, and sing a song for you."

Tie Jun also graduated from Sha City High School, the best school in Sha City, then joined the army as a life choice, not because he couldn’t get into college.

"Rongrong, is that how he wooed you back then?"

Ji Ailin marveled.

"Rongrong and I met halfway, it wasn’t one wooing the other."

"Alright, stop flaunting love in front of us singles."

Ji Ailin acted disgusted, "By the way, have you prepared your wedding car fleet? If you’re still short, I can help borrow one, an Audi A6, not a great car."

"Thanks, Linyin, we’ve almost gathered the wedding cars, all from relatives and friends."

"If you can lend us a lead car, that’d be nice." Tie Jun added.

Ji Ailin shook her head like a rattle, "I don’t have that capability. People around me aren’t that wealthy."

The car fleet doesn’t matter much; it’s enough that it happens, but the lead car is different.

A lead car symbolizes the face of the newlyweds and their families, commonly a luxury car worth over a million.

"How about talking to Fang Qing? Borrow her car as the lead."

Wen Rong suggested.

A Maserati Quattroporte in Sha City surely qualifies as a lead car.

"Rongrong, you’re really good at saving money."

Ji Ailin couldn’t help but marvel, "Tie Jun marrying you is a blessing of eight lifetimes."

"Indeed."

Tie Jun nodded with a smile, looking gently at his wife in the passenger seat, "Actually, renting a Mercedes S isn’t expensive."

Yes.

Can’t borrow a classy luxury car, no problem, as ordinary people’s social circles are limited. In such cases, rental companies come in handy.

Wedding services are one of the main income sources for rental companies.

Just like a wedding dress.

Can’t afford to buy one, but can’t rent one?

"Why not save if you can? If you have money to rent a Mercedes S, go rent a Ferrari, right Rongrong?"

Ji Ailin quickly retorted.

Tie Jun agreed to her being the bridesmaid for a reason, knowing that a bridesmaid plays an important role in a wedding.

They can even mess up your wedding.

For instance, if they ask you for tens of thousands as a red envelope when getting out of the car, would you give it?

Ji Ailin isn’t the type afraid to see her sisters ’wronged’.

For normal families, renting an old Mercedes S-Class is enough, doesn’t cost much, but a Ferrari is different.

Yet Tie Jun seemed to get carried away, his tone growing bold, "A Ferrari is nothing. If Wen Rong likes, I can get a Koenigsegg."

"Koenigsegg? What’s that?"

Ji Ailin was puzzled.

Tie Jun didn’t explain, girls have limited knowledge about cars, mostly recognizing Mercedes, BMW, ox and horse.

"You’ll know if you check online."

Upon hearing this, Ji Ailin chose to check online, pulled out her phone, opened a car info app, and typed Koenigsegg. When results popped up, she was shocked.

"Several millions?!"

"This car is invaluable, globally limited, starting at millions, the priciest model worth billions, isn’t it more impressive than a Ferrari."

Tie Jun was smug, swaggering, blowing big like boasting is truly addictive.

Ji Ailin looked through it more, it’s really cool, and she learned something, recognizing a top supercar.

But.

What’s the use?

The more you know, the more you realize how small you are, the easier to feel inferior.

"Tie Jun, can you draft your brag before boasting, you can’t find many of these nationwide, where would you get one?"

Ji Ailin lifted her head, bluntly exposing his boasting.

A Ferrari’s status in Sha City is equivalent to this car nationwide.

"I just said, my pal Jiang Chen is a big boss, he told me when we were young, at my wedding he’d bring a Koenigsegg to the show."

"Haha!"

Ji Ailin laughed aloud, clutching her stomach, then said to Wen Rong in the passenger seat, "Rongrong, have your husband check at our hospital, he might have delusions, early diagnosis can still be treated."

Wen Rong helplessly pursed her lips, whispered to her husband, "Don’t talk nonsense.

"I’m telling the truth."

Tie Jun looked serious, then slowly shared the past story.

Looking back, it was a long time ago, a few kids just over ten, full of youthful spirit, unaware of heaven and earth, squatting on the city wall pulling grass roots, talking confidently, all claiming they’ll be outstanding figures when they grow up.

Back then, Jiang Chen asked him what car he liked.

As they all knew he loved cars and stuff.

He immediately recalled the top supercars he’d seen once in a magazine, and those four names that sounded elusive.

"Koenigsegg!"

Jiang Chen didn’t seem like he does now back then, most jumpy, didn’t know the world’s disparities, immediately patted his chest, firmly said: "When you marry, I’ll come with this car to take you."

So.

To boast.

It’s not him.

It’s Jiang Chen boasting.

"Yeah, call him too, let’s go check at our hospital."

Wen Rong was amused.

Ji Ailin was even more amused, slumped in the back seat.

What kind of boss deserves a car worth millions?

A bit much.

But.

He was a kid back then.

Childish words.

Tie Jun didn’t explain further, nor planned to remind someone.

Since it wasn’t needed, forget it.

Hmm.

And that guy forgot his promise with Qing Gege, how would he remember the boast to him.

Anyway.

Now domestic new energy isn’t bad.

Tie Jun pressed the gas pedal.

"Vroom——"

Look.

The particularly simulated noise by domestic manufacturers also achieves a substitute effect.