I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping
Chapter 1615 - 1085: Zhou Zhiruo
CHAPTER 1615: CHAPTER 1085: ZHOU ZHIRUO
Tokyo.
Peninsula Hotel.
Tong Dan, who actually quit her job, is cracking some seeds.
Checking the time.
The flight crew should have already flown back home.
The TV is showing a fashion show from Dongying. Dongying, despite being a magical place, has fairly normal aesthetic standards.
At least more normal than back home. The models are either sexy and alluring mature women or fresh and adorable girl-types, really tugging at the heartstrings.
That’s what you call models.
Tong Dan multitasked, snacking on seeds while focusing more on Fang Qing who was on the phone.
She’s so weird to be able to chat for so long, it’s been almost ten minutes.
If it were her.
Hehe.
Even half a sentence is too much if the conversation isn’t stimulating.
Finally.
Fang Qing put down the phone and turned away from the window.
Tong Dan immediately put down the seeds, clapped her hands, her face unabashedly showing gossipiness, "Is your relationship with her really that good?"
"My current job was given by her."
Fang Qing sat down beside her, casually grabbed a handful of seeds from the coffee table, and looked at the TV.
"What’s with ’given by her’? Isn’t that Jiang Chen’s company."
Tong Dan pouted, disagreeing with her best friend’s statement, "If you’re going to thank someone, thank Jiang Chen."
Fang Qing watched the fashion show without shifting her gaze, "You surely know how to show gratitude."
Ever since she was rescued in the nightclub, Tong Dan seemed to have had a visible change of heart, "Pan Yang said Tianci Capital is the fastest growing star enterprise at home. If he hadn’t introduced it to me, I wouldn’t know Tianci Capital was so amazing, Mr. Fang, do you need an assistant? I might not be good at much, but my skills at serving tea and pouring water are top-notch."
Who describes themselves like this?
But isn’t that what a stewardess does?
She really gave an honest introduction, spot-on with her profession.
Fang Qing leisurely snacked on seeds, "Weren’t you going to cling to Jiang Chen’s leg?"
"He has to offer it up first."
Tong Dan leaned back on the sofa with a hint of regret, "Maybe I argued with him too many times before, but he’s a man, why hold a grudge?"
"How about you and Pan Yang?"
"What can I say?" Tong Dan chuckled, "Even if I’m casual, he wouldn’t be that casual, just friends."
"Do you understand each other better now? How does it feel?"
"It’s alright, consistent inside and out, not an actor."
Suddenly as if remembering something, Tong Dan said, "Qing Gege, did you go to the Yasukuni God Toilet?"
Fang Qing shook her head, "You guys actually went?"
"Yeah, we went, Itagaki Seishiro, Meijin Michiro, Kimura Hyotaro, Oiso Kunia, Shiratori Toshio, Tojo Hideki..."
Fang Qing tilted her head with interest, "Anything else?"
Tong Dan, embarrassed, couldn’t continue reciting, "I don’t have a memory as impressive as yours, otherwise, I would have gotten into the Political and Legal University too. But when we went to Yasukuni God Toilet, we found something quite strange."
"What was it?"
Fang Qing looked back at the TV, uninterested.
"There were warning signs in the Yasukuni God Toilet saying no peeing or pooping anywhere."
As if recounting something funny, Tong Dan managed to amuse herself.
But what’s the joke?
The average person might not get it, and Fang Qing didn’t seem to catch it either, looking puzzled at the laughing Tong Dan.
"Is it funny?"
"Isn’t it funny?"
"Where’s the funny part?"
"Qing Gege, Dongying isn’t the West, with fewer public toilets and the homeless culture, it’s common in the West to relieve yourself in the streets."
As a stewardess flying globally, Tong Dan surely has enough say on the real scenes around different regions.
"Even in Paris, you can smell peculiar odors on the streets. But this is Tokyo. Dongying people dump garbage into the sea but care quite a bit about their homes."
Saying this, Tong Dan suddenly turned the conversation, "I had a university rule where you couldn’t cross your legs in the dining hall."
Fang Qing confused, "Why?"
"Because someone crossed their legs while eating and tripped the principal into someone else’s meal, haha."
This time, Fang Qing managed to stay on the same frequency, and laughed along.
"So behind these seemingly strange rules, there must be a reason. The Yasukuni God Toilet not allowing peeing and pooping anywhere, must have been because someone did it before!"
Tong Dan said with certainty.
If Jiang Chen were here, he’d definitely be in awe!
What a powerful logic and reasoning ability.
Comparable to Sherlock Holmes, no, should be called Edogawa Conan!
"If you didn’t use your brain for play and leisure, why would you need to cling to anyone’s leg?"
Fang Qing seemed to affirm Tong Dan’s reasoning.
"Qing Gege, I have to persuade you again, life is only short thirty thousand days, why not just enjoy the moment?" Tong Dan lazily said, leaning forward to grab a handful of seeds.
"Then quickly find a man to marry, no need to work, just comfortably enjoy life."
"I’d like that too, but where’s it that easy. To have a worry-free life, you need to have decent material conditions. And I don’t want to find a philandering man, Qing Gege, do you think that’s difficult?"
"Then lower your standards, work together, and enjoy it later, wouldn’t that work?"
"Qing Gege, you’re persuading. If I find someone and work in his company, striving together, I’d be more than willing."
"No good deed goes unpunished, huh?"
"Qing Gege, if you really want to help me, let me work at Tianci Capital. Just say yes, and then see if I thank you endlessly."