I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping-Chapter 2211 - 1411: Approval Vote_2

"What are you chatting about?"

Entering the office, Cao Jinse smiled and turned her head, appearing to have eyes on the back of her head, clearly aware of the duo’s little gestures.

Jiang Chen and Youmao immediately separated their gazes, as if by a tacit understanding.

"Last time you went out for dinner with Youmao and didn’t invite me; my appetite isn’t that big, you know."

Princess Cao started bringing up old grievances.

"Didn’t she invite you?"

Boss Jiang’s decisiveness made Youmao a little dumbfounded, really underestimating the wickedness of human nature.

"Jiang Chen, you..."

Youmao glared, filled with righteous indignation, her cheeks puffed up with anger.

"I even helped you save Hu Die!"

"Little bunny, did she really need you to save her? That was meddling."

Princess Cao sure knows her stuff, effortlessly dividing the two.

Of course.

The alliance between Comrade Youmao and Jiang Chen was already somewhat fragile.

"Hu Die is likely to leave Song Chaoge," Jiang Chen said.

"Are you so sure?"

Cao Jinse was surprised.

"Nothing saddens one more than a dead heart. No matter how thick the bulletproof vest, it can’t withstand the constant firing of a machine gun." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Zhong Xiaoye may have run away, but Hu Die remained inside for now.

Not to mention.

The inside was indeed quite suitable for rethinking life’s directions.

"Has something I don’t know about happened again?"

Jiang Chen briefly explained it all.

Princess Cao was taken aback, then laughed, "Why didn’t you tell me such an interesting story promptly?"

Youmao jumped out again to interrupt.

"A gun? That Hu Die must be crazy! Is she purposely trying to step on the sewing machine?"

Jiang Chen glanced at this little bunny.

Whether this little bunny had a gun permit he didn’t know, but she definitely had weapons.

He had seen it with his own eyes.

He still remembers the other side’s classic and amusing line—"I can aim at your head but shoot your balls."

However, despite her seemingly crazy demeanor, Youmao merely used it to frighten people, never really pulling the trigger.

In comparison.

Hu Die, who injured several people in one go, indeed seemed more insane.

"Perhaps stepping on the sewing machine is a numbing painkiller for her,"

Cao Jinse sighed, seemingly empathetic.

They’re all women.

It’s hard not to feel empathetic.

What Youmao said actually wasn’t wrong.

Hu Die obviously did it on purpose, or rather, as a form of self-abandonment.

"If that’s what she wants."

Having said that, Cao Jinse turned to Jiang Chen, "You might as well let her have it."

"Huh?"

Youmao found it hard to understand, "Miss, are you saying to let her go to jail?"

"If she feels it helps her to feel better, why stop her? Plus, it doesn’t go against your promise to Fang Jun."

Unconventional people indeed have unconventional ways of thinking.

Sending someone to prison, could that really be considered "taking care of" someone?

"Miss, you make a point..."

Youmao nodded thoughtfully, her expression shifting from disbelief to gradual understanding, "With her current mindset, going around attacking people and firing guns, staying outside might lead her to kill or be killed. It’s better to stay inside, read some books, do some chores, and have a more regular life."

Jiang Chen’s eye twitched involuntarily.

Like master, like servant.

This master-servant pair really has strong ideas.

Nevertheless.

The meaning of the word "care" indeed has more than one answer.

Fang Jun’s commission—what is its core?

Is it about minding Hu Die’s meals and clothes?

It’s about ensuring her safety.

And if she stays in prison.

That would solve it once and for all.

There might not be many places in the world safer than prison.

"Jiang Chen, just let her stay inside."

Youmao earnestly instructed, "If Little Fang asks you, just tell him to visit her in prison instead. Ha, it’s so convenient to meet any time."

Isn’t this getting more twisted?

It sounds like unrequited love, so you imprison the person in a cage.

"Whether she is guilty or not is not for me to decide. It depends on the police investigation and the prosecutor’s judgment."

"Hmph~"

Youmao immediately rolled her eyes dramatically.

"I have some errands later, won’t be staying in the company."

Princess Cao stopped talking, finding it irrelevant.

"What kind of errand?"

"A girlfriend of mine just gave birth yesterday, happily welcoming a baby girl, I need to visit."

Considering Princess Cao’s age, it’s quite normal for her peers to have children.

"First child or second child?"

"Firstborn."

Cao Jinse responded instinctively, then noticed something amiss, frowning slightly, "What do you mean?"

"Didn’t you propose increasing maternity allowance and providing parenting subsidies at the meeting? If your friend has a second child, she can enjoy more benefits."

Cao Jinse chuckled.

Not only herself, but Youmao also looked at Jiang Chen curiously, like observing an idiot.

"I just proposed it, whether it can be included in the next decision draft is uncertain, let alone when it can be implemented. She... probably can only hope to catch up with this policy if she has a second child."

"Miss, you’re really smart!"

Youmao suddenly exclaimed, her eyes fixed on Princess Cao.

"How am I smart?"

The truly civic-minded Princess Cao was baffled.

Unlike Boss Jiang, a mere spectator, Princess Cao did not let her position go to waste, fulfilling her duties and rights, like the proposal Boss Jiang mentioned about enhancing public’s fertility motives and reducing birthing costs was one of her proposals.

Of course.

One can’t blame Boss Jiang for holding the position and not taking action; Princess Cao has participated in several sessions, essentially a seasoned veteran, she might have run around in that hall playing since young, while Boss Jiang?

Pure newbie.

Anyone who has navigated the workplace knows that as a newbie, you must conceal your wit and bide your time.

"Even if the policy takes time to implement, she might miss out, but Miss, you’ll definitely catch up."

Youmao gazed worshipfully, "Miss, you’re great at saving money for yourself!"

"..."

"..."

Jiang Chen looked expressionless.

Cao Jinse was mortified.

And honestly.

Youmao’s understanding was spot on.

Even though it may take considerable time from proposal to implementation, potentially calculated by years, Cao Jinse is currently single, not dating, let alone having kids. When the policy eventually rolls out, she will surely benefit.

It is hardly civic-minded.

It’s basically using power for private gain!

"You guys chat."

Jiang Chen, being considerate, immediately stood up to leave, allowing Princess Cao space to handle her own affairs.

Princess Cao ignored her, glaring fiercely at Youmao.

Youmao apparently realized she spoke without thinking, pursing her lips and quickly adopting a pitiful, aggrieved look.

But who would fall for her deception?

Boss Jiang turned a blind eye, adding insult to injury. However, when he reached the office door, he paused, turned back, ignored Youmao’s pleading gaze, and remarked.

"Next meeting, I’ll definitely vote in favor of your proposal."

With that, he opened the door and left.

"Miss, what’s Jiang Chen implying?"

Implying what?

Is this sly bunny’s clever brain suddenly foggy or is she playing dumb?

Regardless of Princess Cao’s true intentions with the proposal, it’s surely beneficial for all unmarried individuals.

As is the case for her.

Same for Boss Jiang.

She can benefit from it, and surely Boss Jiang can too, perhaps their timing might even coincide.

There are countless coincidences in the world.

Don’t commit small evils just because they’re small, don’t neglect small virtues just because they’re small.

It has nothing to do with wealth; even the smallest piece of meat is meat, why not take advantage of freebies?

So in terms of interest alignment, regarding this proposal, Boss Jiang and Princess Cao are in agreement, and highly at that; how could he not vote in favor or support it?

"You, Miss Smarty Pants, don’t know? How would I know?"

Princess Cao pointed to the sofa.

"Go, lay down."

Youmao didn’t dare resist, covering her rear, slowly moving there while mumbling.

"Miss’ future child sure is unfortunate."

A family drama is about to unfold.