Seeing that Jiang Yaru was about to pull the only rotating chair in the office, Jiang Yansheng pulled his things over with ease, so that Jiang Yaru couldn't grab the chair with tears on his face. He unceremoniously asked the two women, who were hugging and crying together, to leave.
"After all, this is not the Jiang Mansion. It's not good to cry."
She opened the door very considerately. "Anyway, dad is gone. It's useless to cry. Why don't you hurry up to the president's office on the top floor and cry for him?"
Jiang Yaru didn't know whether it was because her eyes were damaged from crying or her heart was twisted, but she could see the pride on Jiang Yansheng's expressionless face.
Her fingernails in the palm of her hand were bleeding. "Jiang Yansheng, why did even Xiao Chuyun help you?"
Why did all these men help a woman like Jiang Yansheng?!
Jiang Yansheng's peach blossom eyes showed a little sneer. "Because I'm more capable than you."
Jiang Yaru struggled and wanted to make a move, but she was held back by Shen Lu, whose eyes were red. Jiang Yansheng hooked her chin with one hand. "Sister, you can't blame others for this."
"When you were digging a pit for me, you should have thought about whether you would fall into it accidentally at any time." Jiang Yansheng withdrew his fingers with some disgust and wiped them on his clothes. "There are indeed many people who help you, but it doesn't mean that I'm alone and helpless."
She looked at Jiang Yaru's delicate face from a distance, but when she looked closely, she found that the foundation on his face was not even applied evenly. His mascara was brushed with mosquito legs, and the lipstick on his lips looked like the radish pudding that Jiang Yaru posted on his WeChat Moments a few days ago.
"Is it because Jiang Chu didn't give you enough money? How much can you earn by stealing and robbing? "
On the one hand, he bought a house in the villa area, but on the other hand, he had to worry about whether he would be discovered by others all day long. On the other hand, he had to satisfy his vanity of competing with others in bags and cosmetics.
Jiang Yaru's eyes were full of hatred and sorrow that Jiang Yansheng could see clearly.
"Jiang Yansheng, what are you so proud of? That's right! We are born to be inferior to people like you who are born into rich families. I used to be poor because I was used to it. Now that I took extra money, didn't you expose me? Can you read my mind? Are you happy? You f * cking slut … "
Jiang Yansheng looked down and smiled nonchalantly. "I don't understand."
He couldn't be bothered to understand the inferiority brought about by his past.
When she was in college, she didn't have money. Jiang Chu said that he wanted her to be independent. Her monthly living expenses were less than half of her roommates'.
During that period of time, she even went to the unlicensed shop at the entrance of the school to wash dishes. In order not to be recognized by her classmates, she bought a mask and wore it for more than a month. Her face was sensitive and inflamed for more than half a week.
Having money was indeed very important.
But she shouldn't have gotten it this way.
Suddenly, there was the sound of hurried footsteps at the door. A sturdy shadow shone on the floor behind Jiang Yansheng.
The man who rushed over was panting. He widened his eyes and looked at the woman who was crying in the room. He stammered, "W-what's going on? I just saw Mr. Jiang walk out of the elevator angrily. "
Jiang Yansheng turned around as if nothing had happened. He smiled at his uncle, who was sweating profusely. "There are quite a lot of people in the office. If you have something to say, why don't you go to my place?"
"Okay … Let's go." Second Uncle and Shen Lu only met face to face for a moment before they looked away with different expressions.
Jiang Yaru wiped his face. The already red and swollen area became even more unrecognizable. "Jiang Yansheng! What are you secretly thinking about? What are you thinking about that can't see the light of day? "
Jiang Yansheng smiled brightly and charmingly. "How did the company's business become something that can't see the light of day when it comes to you? I've been so busy bidding for the past few days that I can't even touch a pillow. If you're so good at talking, why don't I quit and let you do it? "
"That won't do!"
Before Jiang Yaru could say anything, Second Uncle's sudden and serious rejection almost made her face turn extremely ugly.
Second Uncle's fake smile was also very ugly. He tugged at Jiang Yansheng's clothes. "Yansheng, let's talk on the side."
The two women who were left in the office were like gummies. Seeing that she had left, they still begged and refused to leave. Jiang Yansheng found a few burly men from next door to the design department and dragged them out. After locking the door, he clapped his hands and left with Second Uncle.
It was not that she was narrow-minded.
It was that she was really afraid that the office door would be left open and the things inside would disappear without a trace.
Even if they didn't work, she still had to work.
Second Uncle's office was one floor below Jiang Chu's. The things inside were brand new and shiny. At first glance, it was obvious that he didn't come here often.
He rubbed his hands and pretended to ask casually, "Yansheng, I saw that Mr. Jiang was very angry just now. What happened?"
"Was the leak of the product solved at the board meeting?"
When Second Uncle went in just now, he thought that he would see the scene of Jiang Yansheng being scolded by Jiang Chu and leaving. He didn't expect that it would be the complete opposite. There were also two completely unrelated people.
Jiang Yansheng smiled and took a pen to sign the contract. Then, she considerately helped Second Uncle turn the page and put it in front of him. "It's not a big deal. If my father continues like this, isn't it normal for the company's stock to fall to the limit? Second Uncle, if you don't sign the contract now, I won't buy it at this price after a while. "
She rested her chin on her hand and looked at the bald man's face with a smile. Then, she gritted her teeth and signed the contract in a flamboyant manner.
When Second Uncle left, he didn't forget to tell her, "If Jiang Chu asks in the future, don't tell him that I sold the shares to you."
Jiang Yansheng didn't really mean it. "Of course."
After he left, she looked at the contract on the table, which had been flipped through countless times. Now that the dust had finally settled, the corners of her mouth slowly raised.
Plus, Second Uncle's shares seemed to be of little importance.
Not only was she on par with Jiang Chu, but she had even surpassed Jiang Chu by a whole point.
…
The next day, when Jiang Yansheng looked through the hot searches on the Internet, he found that not only had all the news related to the Jiang Clan disappeared, but even when he specifically searched for it, he couldn't find anything.
It seemed that this time, Jiang Chu had almost emptied his treasury to suppress Jiang Yaru.
She smiled sarcastically, closed the phone, and threw it into the sofa.
From the very beginning, she had never expected to rely on this to completely ruin Jiang Yaru and her mother's reputation. After all, Jiang Yaru still felt that she had a bright future ahead of her. She was tirelessly playing the role of the evil and innocent second female lead in all sorts of popular dramas. Jiang Chu definitely couldn't beat her to death with a single blow.
She didn't know what Shen Lu had asked Jiang Chu for, but the matter of Jiang Yaru disappeared into thin air, and no one dared to say anything.
The only punishment Jiang Yaru received was to be grounded in the Jiang Mansion for half a month.
She stood under the building of the Jiang Clan, which was not too short, and quietly stroked the whole building from beginning to end with her eyes.
Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder heavily. Jiang Yansheng turned around with a smile that was completely different from the indifference just now.
Behind him stood An Di with a smile. An Di's beautiful eyes were as smart as a Persian cat. "Jiang, why are you standing downstairs and not going in? I saw you standing here like a telephone pole from a distance … "
He muttered, and there was a familiar person standing next to him that Jiang Yansheng was familiar with.
The man who had vowed to give An Di a surprise in the photography studio, Alger.
But now it was far from the Spring Festival.
It seemed that Alger's hiding plan had failed.
When the two of them stood together, they were extremely pleasing to the eye. Jiang Yansheng's gaze landed on the tightly clasped hands of the two of them, which were stuck to each other's sides and came out from under their coats.
He suddenly understood.
With a teasing smile on his face, Jiang Yansheng winked at An Di.
"No, I was just thinking about whether I should go to Paris to buy something to eat. I didn't expect to run into you guys."
An Di was obviously a gangster who was good at drinking and gambling, but at this moment, he was actually shy. He was a little uncomfortable with Jiang Yansheng's gaze and subconsciously wanted to pull his hand away from Alger's tight grip.
He couldn't pull his hand away, but the man next to him held it even tighter.
An Di's face turned red, and he whispered, "Let go."
Alger was puzzled. "What's wrong? Your hand is very cold."
"Sorry to bother you, but do you want me to eat the dog food or wait in line?"
Jiang Yansheng was speechless. Her eyes were about to be blinded by the light. She clearly had a boyfriend, but why did she suddenly have an inexplicable feeling of fullness when she was facing a lovey-dovey couple?
An Di unhappily hit Jiang Yansheng's shoulder and grimaced. "Jiang, let's discuss something."
"You want to ask for leave?" The alarm bells in Jiang Yansheng's heart instantly went off. He shouted, "Indeed, beauty is misleading." He hurriedly put his hands down and put on a serious face. "Impossible."
She looked up and down at the two lovers who were so attached to each other. "Are you in a hurry to have sex in broad daylight?"
An Di's face twisted. He pinched Jiang Yansheng's waist and didn't move his lips. He forced his voice out in a low voice. "Jiang, in Alger's heart, I have always been an image of a pure little rabbit. Can't you speak softly?"
"Then there's really nothing I can do. I've always been so tough and domineering."
Jiang Yansheng snorted at his little tricks. He stood side by side with An Di and whispered.
"What did you say you were? Pure what? "
An Di gritted his teeth and didn't speak.
She suddenly remembered what she said to Alger in the studio before. It seemed that he didn't even know that An Di liked to go to bars.
He looked like a pure, clean, and unattainable man, but An Di really succeeded. She couldn't tell how she felt at that moment, but she couldn't help laughing when she saw An Di's cautious eyes.
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