I Have 10 Trillion Dollars only Usable For Simping

Chapter 2458 - 1552: Victory! (Part 2)

"Later, you go pick up our son."

Finally, relief washed over him.

Zhang Zhongquan immediately put on airs.

"I’ll go."

Mai Encui said straightforwardly, without a hint of hesitation. A woman to spend your days with should be like this, so simple and pure.

Zhang Zhongquan leisurely speared a piece of watermelon before speaking slowly.

"Over the years, you really have been through a lot, so this money..."

"Is it really ours?!"

Mai Encui, hearing the implications, eagerly interrupted.

Zhang Zhongquan nodded, involuntarily raising his chin, unable to contain his smugness, "Of course, it’s ours."

Mai Encui was overjoyed, plopping down beside him. Moments ago, there were harsh words, but now they snuggled closely as she clung to her husband’s arm.

"I knew it, I didn’t marry the wrong person!"

Zhang Zhongquan smiled faintly, gesturing toward the plate of cut durians, "Try it, I bought it for you."

"You’re the best, hubby!"

Between husband and wife, who cares about saving face? Mai Encui, having done a 180-degree turn in attitude, didn’t feel the slightest embarrassment. She didn’t rush to touch the plate of durian, her eyes still fixated on the ten neatly enticing stacks of cash.

"Did you win the lottery?"

"Lotteries are for deceiving fools. Even if I threw the money away, I wouldn’t let those parasites get it."

Mai Encui was already used to his sense of superiority. If it were before, she would have cursed, but now, she held onto him even tighter.

"Is it... your secret stash?"

"Secret stash? Do I have a secret stash? Didn’t you confiscate the three hundred yuan under the bed?"

"Come on! Spill it, stop keeping us in suspense!"

Mai Encui shook his arm.

An old married couple, it started to get a bit cheesy, but Zhang Zhongquan fell for it, "The people from Green Land came today. I talked with them. They sincerely apologized and promised to fully refund our house payment. These ten thousand dollars are the first installment. Once I withdraw the lawsuit, the rest will be credited immediately."

"Didn’t I say there’s nothing to worry about? What’s there to fear from Green Land? When I, Zhang Zhongquan, step up, there’s nothing I can’t accomplish!"

Mai Encui was slightly stunned, her arm loosening immediately.

She thought it was a windfall.

After all that, it was just their own money!

"You’re saying this ten thousand is from Green Land?"

"Yeah."

Zhang Zhongquan speared another piece of watermelon.

After the people from Green Land left, he immediately went downstairs to get the money and then went to a fruit store. He deliberately bought the six-yuan-a-pound ones instead of the three-yuan-a-pound.

More expensive melons are indeed sweeter.

"Weren’t we about to go to court? Why did they suddenly..."

"Why else? They got scared. No matter how big the company is, when they meet me, Zhang Zhongquan, a dragon stays put and a tiger lies low."

Honestly, you don’t have to make money. There’s no law that says a man must earn money; you can also live by picking up the kids and cooking. But what Mai Encui couldn’t stand the most was that her husband loved to brag too much.

If you’re an ordinary person, have the mindset of one, instead of speaking nonsense and deceiving yourself.

What do you mean by encountering you, Zhang Zhongquan?

Before the Fang Family helped, did Green Land even acknowledge you?

But with ten thousand yuan in front of her, Mai Encui couldn’t dismiss her husband’s face.

"You mean you’ve settled with Green Land? No lawsuit?"

"Leave room for others, and it will be easier to meet in the future. Spare people when possible."

Zhang Zhongquan said.

"..."

Mai Encui was silent, then couldn’t help but ask, "How will you explain this to the Fang Family? Their daughter specifically helped bring in an out-of-town lawyer for you. Isn’t this... standing them up?"

"I’ll pay for the travel expenses," he said.

Sure enough.

Zhang Zhongquan didn’t disappoint anyone, once again proving the truth that "people act for themselves, or heaven condemns and earth punishes."

This wasn’t just standing them up.

It was a blatant backstab.

"Doing this... isn’t it a bit inappropriate?"

Mai Encui still had a sense of morality, hesitatingly she said, "Our money, if we go to court, couldn’t we still get it back? They helped us out of kindness, but you secretly settled with Green Land. If you were them, how would you feel?"

"What’s this about secretly?"

Zhang Zhongquan was displeased, "It’s our house, so can’t we decide how to handle it ourselves? Do we need to look at others? You said we could get money from the court too. How can you be so sure? If it were that easy, wouldn’t everyone just go to court? Why bother protesting at their doors every day?"

Mai Encui couldn’t argue.

Right.

Better secure it.

Since they can get the money steadily, why risk hoping on the court?

Even if there’s a 90% chance to win, there’s still a 10% risk.

Her eyes once again swept over the ten stacks of bills, and Mai Encui suppressed her moral compunction, asking, "How did you negotiate with Green Land?"

"They refund the money, I withdraw the lawsuit, and sign a confidentiality agreement not to publicize it, so you shouldn’t tell anyone."

"Confidentiality agreement? Confidential about what?"

"What do you think?"

Women, always seeing the surface.

"Suppose I announce that Green Land surrendered to me. Would other owners feel okay knowing it? Why only compensate me and not them? There’d definitely be more trouble."

Mai Encui came to understand, then couldn’t help saying, "Then why didn’t you ask for more?"

"You think I can just ask for more and get it? I would if I could, but would Green Land agree? It’s not a charity. We should be satisfied to get our house payment back."

Zhang Zhongquan had a moral scale within him. Despite his tough talk, he knew well how difficult it was for Green Land to compromise with an ordinary citizen like him, let alone extortion?

If they don’t take the polite way, they’d be forced to take the rough way.

The Fang Family was the previous example.

Mai Encui absent-mindedly nodded, feeling there was some logic to her husband’s words.

"This is the best outcome."

Zhang Zhongquan concluded, "It’s effortless for us, and Green Land minimizes their losses – a win-win."

"Win-win?"

Mai Encui was distracted, unable to accept aligning with the previously detested unethical company.

"What about the other owners, we..."

"What has that got to do with us? Are we related?"

Zhang Zhongquan said coldly, "The police don’t even care, what duty do we have to meddle in their lives? Besides, I’ve set an example to follow. Whether they can learn it and get their money back depends on their skills and luck."

Saying so, Zhang Zhongquan revealed a sneer aimed at no one in particular.

"I believe they’ll all succeed eventually. Right now, they’re just winning slowly, gradually; it’s a flexible and orderly win, a prelude to greater victory."

"..."

"Put the money away."

Zhang Zhongquan maintained his machismo; Green Land, in a sign of good faith, paid ten thousand upfront, and he took it all out, spending only a little on fruits, hiding nothing.

Mai Encui quickly got up to collect the money, stacking it into two piles. She was about to move them to the bedroom when she suddenly paused.

"...Should you let the Fang Family know?"

At this, Zhang Zhongquan finally appeared a bit uneasy.

Being selfish doesn’t mean being completely shameless.

His actions could be called reneging, or more harshly, betrayal.

A normal person might feel guilty, but a selfish one would displace such emotion, like turning minor favors into debts, to avoid the pangs of conscience.

"Know what? Didn’t I make it clear? We signed a confidentiality agreement! Do you still want the money?"

Money is indeed a wonderful thing.

In this household, when did he ever speak so firmly?

With roles reversed, Mai Encui found herself the submissive one. Concerned about their own interests, the tens of thousands in house payments, she fell silent, swiftly carrying the ten thousand into the bedroom, fearing even a second’s delay would make the money vanish.

Zhang Zhongquan grandly sat back on the sofa, exuding an aura of authority. He tossed a cherry into his mouth, pulling out his phone to search on how to withdraw a lawsuit.