I Owed Ten Quadrillion from the Start

“One, two, three, four, five…” “Fifteen zeroes. Four zeroes make ten thousand, eight make a hundred million, twelve make a trillion. Three zeroes left, so that’s one quadrillion.” Ye Feng counted four or five times before he finally got it right. He never expected to spend one quadrillion on a trip to America. The entire world’s annual gross product was only a little over a hundred trillion, wasn’t it? He’d spent more than nine years’ worth of the world’s total output on one trip to America. Had he bought America or something? Grumbling, he went out to get something to eat. He nearly got killed by something thrown from a high-rise again… … Ye Feng returned in triumph. Dilraba’s manager came to see him, saying Dilraba was stranded in the Middle East because of a connecting flight. Ye Feng immediately grabbed two cartons of milk and went to defuse the situation…