I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Still remember a question I once asked Goddess Pei.

How much do the stars weigh?

Eight grams.

Why?

Because "Starbucks."

At this moment, Jiang Chen was sitting in Starbucks.

Shen Zhou is returning to the center stage of the world, this statement is not bragging.

Every corner of society is proving it.

From cars to fast-food chains like McDonald’s and KFC, all being overwhelmed by the rapidly advancing national brands.

The same goes for Starbucks.

Thinking about how glorious ’Starbucks’ used to be, in an era where milk tea usually sold for two yuan a cup, it dared to sell coffee at a sky-high price of tens, and was crazily sought after and flocked.

Back then, the middle-class prided themselves on drinking Starbucks, even a Starbucks cup could become the centerpiece material in their social circles.

Compared to the hard-to-find seat status of the past, look at today.

Although it hasn’t been forced to exit the Shen Zhou Market like some unlucky ones, it’s visibly not as good as before, amidst the siege of various domestic milk tea brands, Starbucks has long been pulled off the altar, and when the prices are caught up by local brands, the Starbucks, losing its ’noble tag’ and ’status symbol’, can only be described with one word.

Limping.

During university, Jiang Chen also went to Starbucks, well, worked part-time, and of course, was a consumer, from a personal perspective, he felt Starbucks’ taste was average, somewhat ’not deserving its place’, but, Shen Zhou’s national conditions are here, as a foreign brand, Starbucks’ ’nobility’, is also a key reason for its success in Shen Zhou.

If a foreign brand cannot bring a sense of vanity, then why not choose domestic milk tea?

Of course.

It’s not saying Starbucks is failing because it hasn’t continuously raised its prices with time, even if it sells at a sky-high price now, it cannot change its fate of decline.

When Shen Zhou returns to the world stage center, national pride reestablishes, when people no longer need to wave money to buy vanity, the good days of foreign brands arbitrarily harvesting will undoubtedly end.

Unlike some people, Jiang Chen has never had a filter on ’domestic’ or ’imported’, not when he was penniless, and now after defying fate, still sitting in Starbucks, shows no filter at all.

The reason he worked part-time at Starbucks was nothing but that they offered a higher hourly wage for temporary workers.

So besides optimism, Jiang Chen is actually a pragmatist, convenience and cost-effectiveness are truly important.

The coffee which felt ’just so-so’ at that time still tastes the same now, looking around at a few white-collars working on laptops, Jiang Chen continues to ponder Fujiwara Reiki’s theory.

What does Shen Zhou’s five thousand years of history illustrate?

Illustrates that many problems can find answers in history.

Can today’s new money and old money, like the new and old nobility back then, really not coexist harmoniously?

It seems they truly can’t.

At least.

The old nobility can never consider the newcomers as ’one of them’.

This is the arrogance and prejudice prescribed by nature. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Fujiwara Reiki’s skill in planting demonic thoughts in the heart is indeed far superior to Song Chaoge. Song Chaoge once used similar means on Jiang Chen, but the effect was short-lived and not as potent, Jiang Chen got lost in thought, didn’t even notice someone reached before him, until the person sat down across from him, only then he reacted, instinctively tapped the phone on the table.

Even though he deliberately chose lunch break time, the other party was still late, about twenty minutes late.

Doesn’t matter.

The other party being willing to come already shows enough respect.

"What would you like to drink?"

Jiang Chen asked, not mentioning the lateness at all.

Cao Jinse looked at the coffee in front of him, "Flat White."

What a coincidence.

He ordered Flat White too.

Jiang Chen went to place the order, after getting the items he returned, considering he’s enjoying VIP-level treatment, yet really, he shows no sense of posture.

But there’s no choice.

The operation mode of Starbucks is like this.

No waiter service, everyone is treated equally, even a king has to collect the order from the counter.

Jiang Chen placed the freshly made latte without extra sugar in front of the other party.

Princess Cao didn’t thank.

No thanks is better.

When a close relationship suddenly becomes overly polite, it indicates a severe problem.

"Where’s the thing?"

Princess Cao picked up the Flat White, took a sip while lowering her head, her expression natural, showing no emotion.

"What thing?"

Jiang Chen instinctively asked.

Cao Jinse looked up.

"Sticky note."

Seems Princess Cao also realized that the other party daring to come back after being kicked out last time, undoubtedly prepared well.

And the label given in Japanese with no content is the most suitable trump card.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Jiang didn’t straightforwardly bring out the sticky note onto the table, instead, he moved, only to raise his arm, picked up the Flat White too, and then said, "Lost it."

Lost it?

And with such ease?

Cao Jinse had guessed that the other party might have forgotten, otherwise it should have already been produced, but didn’t expect such a response.

"Song Chaoge can testify."

As if to prove he wasn’t lying, Jiang Chen pulled in a witness.

Hmm.

Young Master Song indeed was a witness, but did he see what it was back then?

Moreover, would Young Master Song bother to come and give explanations?