Jiang Mengmei never expected that the enraged Jiang Mengran would actually grab her by the neck.
Struggling, she cursed, "Do you want to kill me, you lunatic? Let go of me, let go!"
Jiang Mengran's eyes turned red with anger, as if she had lost her mind. She fiercely choked Jiang Mengmei, spitting out venomous words, "I should have strangled you back then, I should have strangled you back then. You deserve to die, die!"
Jiang Mengmei's eyes began to roll back. As she struggled more violently, her hand fumbled and touched Jiang Mengran's phone, which had fallen to the floor. She grabbed the phone and aimed its edge at Jiang Mengran's temple, striking her.
Driven by a surge of survival instinct, her blow caused Jiang Mengran to cry out in pain, and her grip loosened slightly.
Gaining a moment to breathe, Jiang Mengmei frantically struck a few more times before stumbling away.
Jiang Mengran, hit several times on the temple, felt her mind go blank and dizzy. She braced herself on the ground, and it took a while for her consciousness to gradually return.
She looked at Jiang Mengmei, who was coughing uncontrollably not far away, and then at the mess of clothes on the floor. Tears streamed down her face as she wailed.
"Why? Why would the heavens treat me like this? I just... I just wanted to live a normal life. Why treat me like this?"
Jiang Mengmei, feeling as though she had just escaped the gates of hell, coughed violently and then glared at Jiang Mengran with resentment.
"You really wanted to kill me? Jiang Mengran, I'm your sister. Even if I spent your money, you'd want to kill me, want my life, for a few bucks?
Hahaha, Jiang Mengran, Jiang Mengran, you truly are my sister. After all, you've always stopped at nothing to achieve your goals. To get close to Chu Rong, you even orchestrated a car accident, a damsel in distress saving a hero. You went with the determination to die, but what happened? You didn't get him anyway, and he married someone else.
What does that tell you? It means that stopping at nothing doesn't guarantee you'll get what you want. I curse you to never get what you want."
After speaking, Jiang Mengmei got up from the floor, rushed out of the room, went to the living room, grabbed her bag and phone, and left.
Jiang Mengran sat slumped, her eyes vacant. After a long time, she slowly got up and, swaying unsteadily, returned to her room.
After a long period of quiet, she opened her phone and found a phone number.
"Ring... ring... ring..." After ringing for an unknown duration, the other party finally answered.
Jiang Mengran heard music and the cheers of a crowd on the phone. She spoke with a commanding tone, "Transfer fifty million to me."
Gu Si chuckled lightly, "Borrowing money from me requires interest. Fifty million, at least ten million in interest."
Jiang Mengran suddenly sat up, her emotions surging. "Do you think I'm the one asking? Jiang Mengmei used my card to buy clothes..."
"Two million a year. I haven't shortchanged you a single cent. Don't feed me that nonsense," Gu Si interrupted coldly.
"What good is two million a year? She casually buys an outfit for seven million..."
"That's your problem. Two million is more than enough for everything. Jiang Mengran, I'm warning you, don't call me with this as an excuse again. If you think my good temper is a foundation for you to manipulate me, then I don't mind letting you know what kind of person I am."
The last sentence was filled with a dangerous aura, making Jiang Mengran's heart skip a beat. She dared not be so assertive anymore.
She paused, then softened her tone. "Jiang Mengmei has been spending a lot of money recently to participate in that variety show, 'Singing and Dancing Youth.' All the rich second-generation heirs are on that show. She's spending that money so she won't be looked down upon.
Moreover, she's already gained fame and is getting endorsement deals. Once she becomes a huge star, her appearance fees will be astronomical..."
"You want fifty million?" Gu Si asked in a deep voice.
Jiang Mengran was overjoyed and quickly said, "Yes, I only need fifty million. Don't worry, I'll educate her properly in the future and stop her from spending money recklessly."
"Fifty million, and from now on, we'll mind our own business. You go your way, and I'll go mine. If you agree, I'll consider this fifty million my last responsibility."
Jiang Mengran was startled. "What do you mean?"
"Don't you understand? My Chinese proficiency shouldn't be that bad," Gu Si's lazy, deep voice conveyed ruthlessness and indifference.
Jiang Mengran thought of the bill and, after much deliberation, finally compromised, gritting her teeth. "Fine, fifty million, a buyout. I agree."
"Words are not enough. I'll have my lawyer come to sign the contract with you later."
Jiang Mengran's nails dug into her flesh without her noticing. Biting her lip, she said, "Okay, I'll be waiting."
...
Half an hour later, a lawyer in a sharp suit arrived at Jiang Mengran's house with a briefcase. Upon entering, he found that the other party also had a lawyer.
The two lawyers greeted each other and began to discuss the procedures. After more than two hours of negotiation, the contract was finalized.
Meanwhile, Gu Si received the electronic contract. After having another lawyer review it and confirm it was in order, he signed the contract and faxed it over. Not long after, he received the signed contract.
Gu Si immediately transferred fifty million to Jiang Mengran. As the money was transferred, the haze in his heart seemed to dissipate as if blown away by the wind, and the sky finally cleared.
He was in a very good mood, for no particular reason, but he was incredibly happy. In his happiness, only one person came to mind, and due to the dopamine surge, he opened his phone without a second thought.
"What are you doing?"
Quan Jiu was nestled in her quilt reading a novel when a message suddenly arrived. She looked closely and saw it was from Gu Si.
She chuckled lightly. "Lying in bed reading a novel."
"What a shame. I was thinking of asking you out. Do you know Yu Hui Club? That's where I work," Gu Si typed out the message rapidly.
He actually volunteered his workplace?
Quan Jiu felt suspicious. She sent a message with a curious tone: "I've heard of it. It's a very famous bar. I've never been. What do you do there? A bartender?"
Gu Si smiled. "Why do you say that?"
"I feel like your demeanor is very suited to being a bartender. With the dim lights, you stand behind the bar, looking at the colorful surroundings but remaining unfazed, focusing on mixing drinks and enchanting everyone around you."
Gu Si couldn't help but laugh heartily. "Although I'm not a bartender... I've received your compliment. I'm in management."
Is he really going to reveal himself to me? Quan Jiu became more serious. After thinking for a moment, she typed: "That's quite impressive. You always seem so casual, I didn't expect you to be in management. Your employees must all like you."
Like me? Gu Si looked at the server who flinched and bowed hastily, scurrying away after just a brief glance, and said without a blush, "Of course, they all treat me like a friend."
"That's good then. If I have the chance in the future, I'll definitely come to see your workplace."
After they ended the conversation, Gu Si's excitement hadn't subsided. He thought for a moment, put on his clothes, and went to the VIP bar.
The bartender immediately greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Gu."
Gu Si waved his hand, rubbed his chin, and stared at the cocktail shaker in the bartender's hand, asking, "How do you mix drinks?"