"Do you know any newspaper reporters?"
"?" Zhou Jinxiu had absolutely no idea what she was doing.
Weren't they supposed to be here to sweep the graves of her family?
After circling around a few times, she hadn't swept any graves, but instead threw flowers. What was the meaning of that?
Jiang Nanfang didn't want to explain. "Just tell me if you know any."
"I do. What kind are you looking for?"
"Social news. Contact them for me now."
With that, she stormed down from Babao Mountain. Jiang Nanfang asked Zhou Jinxiu to drive while she made calls to the parties involved in Jiang Zhenjun's accident.
A total of four people were injured in the accident, to varying degrees.
The most seriously injured was still in the intensive care unit, while the least seriously injured was recuperating in the orthopedics department.
Upon hearing that Jiang Nanfang wanted to discuss accident compensation with them, the families quickly provided their room numbers.
The two went to the hospital, and Jiang Nanfang gathered the four families together to inform them that the company had applied for bankruptcy.
Jiang Zhenjun had no personal assets; all his property belonged to his wife and son.
Once the bankruptcy application was approved, he would use his inability to pay compensation as a reason to apply for unemployment benefits for everyone, which would be the only compensation they would receive.
"When that happens, you'll receive unemployment benefits of 1800 yuan a month, while he sells his house and car, moves elsewhere, and starts over, leaving you with no way to find him, no matter how you call out."
"You suffered such severe injuries, and you still have a lot of rehabilitation and unpredictable long-term complications. If you're just brushed off like this, how will you live?"
Hearing this, which they hadn't known before, everyone was shocked.
People say merchants are cunning, but they never expected Jiang Zhenjun to be so maliciously cunning!
"Then what should we do? Miss, what do you mean by telling us this today?"
"Quick, help us think of a solution! We can't just let him get away with this!"
Jiang Nanfang claimed to be a reporter for a certain newspaper, and because she was following this accident, she had conducted a special investigation, which uncovered this astonishing inside story.
"Everyone, please rest assured, since I've found you today, I will definitely help you find a way."
"As long as you listen to my arrangements, justice will be on your side."
To prevent further delays, which might lead to complications, Jiang Nanfang acted immediately and took them downstairs to implement the plan.
Zhou Jinxiu drove the little pink car, and she hailed a taxi. She got in with the four injured parties, bought twenty cans of paint in various colors, and headed for Jiang Zhenjun's house.
On the way, the four families poured out their difficulties in the hospital during this period. The more they talked, the angrier they became, wishing they could grow wings and fly to Jiang Zhenjun's house immediately to dump the paint on his head.
Upon arrival, Jiang Nanfang didn't get out of the car. She pointed out the house door to the four people.
The four, carrying the paint cans, started banging on the door.
The nanny came to open the door and, seeing four strangers, refused to let them in, claiming that the master and madam were not at home.
The four became even angrier, shoved the nanny aside, and rushed into the house.
Zeng Jiahui had an engagement that evening and was leisurely applying makeup upstairs.
Hearing the gruff voices of several men from downstairs, she elegantly walked down in her bathrobe.
As soon as she appeared on the stairs, everyone saw her as the mistress of the house. They immediately opened the paint cans and poured them onto the floor with a splash.
"It really is his house! Shameless, we finally found you!"
"Didn't you say you had no money? Didn't you say the company is in financial difficulties? Didn't you say you were trying to raise medical expenses for us? You live in such a nice villa while we eat scraps in the hospital every day. You're inhuman!"
"Look at your house decoration, look at the makeup on your old face! You think your lives are precious, and ours are worthless? I'll make you precious!"
Zeng Jiahui knew exactly why they had come.
However, Jiang Zhenjun had said that they were pacified, so she was caught off guard by this sudden uproar.
Fearing she would be beaten, she stopped on the stairs, not daring to come down.
"What's going on? I told you we were raising money for you. Why are you all suddenly so angry? What happened?"
Everyone: "Pfft! Raising money? I think you're just stalling for time, trying to sell the house and move away so we can never find you! Zeng Jiahui, you two are heartless!"
"We're lying in the hospital, facing life and death, and you're making such underhanded moves behind our backs? Aren't you afraid of divine retribution?"
"Don't waste your breath on him. If we can't live in such a nice house, then neither should they! Smash it, ruin it!"
With that, they opened another can of paint and splashed it haphazardly on the sofas, walls, and dining table.
While splashing, they also kicked the TV and vases, making the house a mess. Zeng Jiahui's legs went weak with fear.
"Are you crazy? Who told you we were selling the house and secretly leaving here? Stop it!"
Seeing that the nanny was also stunned, she scolded, "What are you waiting for? Call your husband!"
As they were smashing things, the reporter Zhou Jinxiu had called arrived.
The front door was open, and the photographer and reporter entered in a stream.
Seeing the intense scene, they quickly started taking pictures and then interviewed everyone.
Everyone was very emotional, describing their families' hardships in great detail and how unconscionable Zeng Jiahui and Jiang Zhenjun were. The news material was very explosive.
Jiang Nanfang didn't need to go inside; she could tell from the commotion that today's efforts had yielded significant results.
She called Zhou Jinxiu. "Where are you now?"
Zhou Jinxiu replied, "Waiting outside. Did it get resolved so quickly? Are you satisfied?"
"Basically satisfied. I'll write the news report. Have your journalist friends publish it as I've written it. Consider it a favor I owe you. Tell me, how would you like me to repay it?"
Zhou Jinxiu smiled happily. "Come out. I'm free today anyway, so let's chat in person."
The two met up. As expected, Zhou Jinxiu didn't want anything else.
"As long as you're happy. Did I pass the first test today? Can you let me pursue you properly now?"
Jiang Nanfang said no. "Other than letting me be your girlfriend, I can agree to any other condition."
"Why? Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No."
"Then do you have a husband?"
"If I don't even have a boyfriend, how could I possibly have a husband?"
"Then do you have a crush on someone?"
"No."
"Then why can't I pursue you?"
"Because I don't like men," Jiang Nanfang raised an eyebrow. "I like your sister. The two of us can never be together, understand?"
"..."
What a waste!
Such a beautiful and capable woman, and she didn't like men?
She never expected to become a love rival with Zhou Jinbei. How could that be possible!
Zhou Jinxiu didn't believe her. "Are you sure you're not just making something up to fool me? Jiang Nanfang, I'm not a three-year-old child."
Jiang Nanfang said calmly, "If you don't believe me, find a girl and bring her here for me to try. Whether it's true or not, it'll be clear after one test."
Her words struck a chord with Zhou Jinxiu.
Since he was bored and had nothing else to do today, and he didn't want to go home so early, if Jiang Nanfang wanted to play, he might as well play along.
"Since you like beautiful women, I'll find a few more for you. How about we go to a bar tonight and have some fun?"
"Find a few for yourself too, and I'll treat you. That'll repay your favor."
Jiang Nanfang smiled and started the car. "Tell me. Where are we going?"
"Peering into the Night. I'll start gathering people now."