Chapter 52 Can't I make a profit from the difference? ...

Unaware that a rival was about to cause trouble, Yan Yousui still foolishly insisted, "Wouldn't it be better if I made you a blueberry foie gras cake?"

Jiang Miaomiao sighed, "Just hearing the name sounds bad!"

She refused to compromise, saying, "A gentleman keeps away from the kitchen. Dr. Yan, you must take good care of your surgical hands; you can even seal them up if necessary."

"That's sarcastic. I can clearly wield a knife, and I can even lift a cauldron with my bare hands!"

"Even the second Prince Ying, with his superhuman strength, couldn't lift the cauldron, and he ended up crushing himself to death. Doctor Yan, please have some self-awareness."

"You have to use sweet words when you're in a relationship. Miaomiao, you can't always criticize me with your words, you have to coax me too."

"Sweet words can be veiled treachery, and honest advice is hard to swallow. You need to distinguish right from wrong, Indian..."

As the afternoon passed by, Jiang Miaomiao and Yan Yousui continued their banter.

She sat cross-legged on the living room carpet, and Yan Yousui, in order to keep her company, moved the simulation machine for practicing human skeletal connection on the carpet as well, before putting on gloves and solemnly practicing bone setting for half an hour every day.

At one point, Jiang Miaomiao suddenly remembered Jiang Jiezhi, who hadn't come to the hospital to collect the bill, so she dialed up and found that he was indeed playing a game online.

Let's think about the class schedule again, including the time for PE class. But if we don't do physical education in PE class, what games will we play?!

Jiang Miaomiao sent a "high reward for assassins" message to the world channel, quickly formed a five-person team, and then caught Jiang Jiezhi chasing monsters in the Jiangnan wilderness map, directly initiating a "forced PK" mode against him.

Five against one, her team made the first move.

In the first half round, Jiang Jiezhi's account was killed, then a resurrection potion was given to the opponent. In the remaining half round, Jiang Jiezhi's account was killed again, and another resurrection potion was given.

Repeatedly whipping the corpse, Jiang Jiezhi, powerless to retaliate, cursed until he was exhausted, but no one paid him any attention. He would rather lose levels and equipment than not log off during the battle.

Jiang Miaomiao believes that even if Jiang Jiezhi is idle in the future, he would rather do math problems than dare to go online and play games again.

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After finishing his practice, Yan Yousui called out to her. But Jiang Miaomiao was engrossed in her online game and didn't respond, so he simply reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.

Fortunately, she wasn't fat; she had a defined figure and was quite voluptuous.

Yan Yousui's eyes lit up, clearly showing that she liked it very much and was very satisfied.

Jiang Miaomiao, returning from her reverie, looked at the handsome face so close to her with a puzzled expression.

"I've called you several times already."

Jiang Miaomiao made a smear campaign first, saying, "Apart from cooking, everything is negotiable."

He sighed softly, "If I hone my culinary skills, I can cook and wash dishes in the future. Wouldn't you be even happier?"

No, she would be even more saddened, "Who else has eaten your cooking?"

Yan Yousui shook her head, her expression firm and proud: "Very few, I don't give any to others."

Jiang Miaomiao thought to herself, "No wonder you're so naive. ...So you don't realize you're being too innovative and open-minded when it comes to recipes?"

"Great inventions all require innovation. Anyway, I'm sure the final chemical result is non-toxic and edible, so it's fine."

"So you know that what you make is only edible, but not tasty?"

"As long as the food is nutritious enough, the taste can be improved gradually."

Jiang Miaomiao gave a thumbs-up in admiration: "Yan Sansui, you're so cunning without even realizing it. That's impressive!"

After a while, my phone started vibrating frequently.

It was Jiang Si who started forwarding her the documents indicating that the mainland purchase plan had been approved.

After all, the longer Jiang Miaomiao stays, the more secure her position becomes, and the harder it is for her to rise to power.

Jiang Miaomiao shook her head and chuckled, glancing wistfully at the person busy fighting with the dog: "Xiao San, have you ever been in a long-distance relationship?"

Yan Yousui was distracted and was suddenly ambushed by the fat dog and pinned to the carpet.

The man and dog rolled around together a few times, their handsome faces covered in dog hair, which made them the butt of jokes.

Unable to move Zhan Baba, he pitifully begged her for help: "Please help me first."

"No way," Jiang Miaomiao refused. She leaned closer and, to make matters worse, tickled him: "Take advantage of your momentary lapse and strike! Honestly, how many ex-girlfriends have you had?"

With a husky in front and a tigress behind, Yan Yousui dodged awkwardly: "Zero zero zero! You can't take advantage of someone in distress like this."

"Really not?"

You're questioning me?

"I wouldn't dare. Do you think we're compatible in our relationship right now?"

"It's only just begun, but it's already very good."

"really?"

"Truly true and no arguments accepted."

Jiang Miaomiao chuckled: "Then would you accept a long-distance relationship?"

"I absolutely refuse!" After a moment, Yan Yousui realized that she had asked the question twice.

He was slightly uneasy, a rare fierce glint flashing in his eyes. "What do you want to say? Confess! I don't accept cheating, I don't accept long-distance relationships, I don't accept breakups, and I won't get married!"

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but ruffle his hair, "Just how desperate are you to marry me?"

"Is that not allowed?" Yan Yousui, who was in a state of confusion, had a foolish look in her clear eyes.

Jiang Miaomiao told the truth: "I'm going to Shenzhen to develop my career, but you're a doctor at a public hospital in Gangcheng, it seems..."

Yan Yousui frowned: "What does it seem like?"

Jiang Miaomiao said worriedly, "We are separated by distance and rarely see each other."

Yan Yousui huffed, "What do you mean by 'like'? Are you trying to use this as an excuse to break up?"

Seeing her little adorable expression, she quickly assured her, "No, not at all. Yan San Sui, you need to calm down. We are being honest and clear-headed right now, striving to solve the problem practically."

"That's all I'm saying, but don't give me that bureaucratic air." His tone made him uneasy. "If you're just worried about being in a long-distance relationship, there's absolutely no need to worry. Because I can go back to the mainland with you to develop our careers."

"No." Yan Yousui shook her head decisively.

Jiang Miaomiao advised, "Don't always be so certain that we will eventually end up together."

Yan Yousui paused, her voice almost on the verge of tears, "Is it that you would like someone else, or that you lack confidence in me?"

"Silly!" She reached out and poked his smooth forehead, afraid of making him red-eyed. "I just want to make sure our future is secure."

Finally, there was one sentence I could listen to, and Yan Sansui gradually felt more at ease. "Actually, before I met you, I had thought about going to the mainland. Hong Kong is nice, but how many patients can I treat here? If I return to the mainland, I might be able to treat more patients."

When granaries are full, people know etiquette; when food and clothing are plentiful, people know honor and shame.

He still wanted to pursue a greater purpose in life.

Such a troublesome long-distance relationship, resolved in just a few words? Jiang Miaomiao was a little stunned.

That's too easy!

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At the hospital.

He Peixue led the paparazzi reporters straight in, and because of the lack of security in the public place, she actually managed to break in.

The bedridden brothers were completely unaware of the situation until a nurse who had once been seduced by Jiang Bainian sent a message, which frightened Jiang Bainian so much that he got up and tried to escape.

I opened the door, and the commotion outside had already spread into the corridor.

Climbing out the window, the third floor is a bit high, you won't die from the fall but you could be seriously injured.

Jiang Bainian cautiously climbed down from the window railing, turned around, and chuckled.

...He Peixue stood behind her with five reporters, her tears concealing a smile.

The ward instantly became lively.

Jiang Zhongming was also forced back onto his hospital bed by two male reporters, while a female reporter took photos of him indiscriminately. Even more outrageous, she reached out and lifted his shirt. Anyone can see that such filming is absolutely improper and illegal!

This prompted Jiang Zhongming to roar repeatedly, "Let go of me! Get out of here!"

Jiang Bainian frowned: "If you have any problems, come at me! Don't touch my brother!"

"We're here for the eldest young master, of course, but the second young master's news and nudity are also headlines." These people, in order to cooperate with He Peixue for news, naturally don't have high moral standards.

They swarmed forward, restrained Jiang Bainian, and plucked his hair and follicles by the root, handing them over to the laboratory for DNA testing.

Upon learning that someone dared to force themselves on his two sons, Jiang Zhengye immediately led his men over and, ignoring the steward's advice, kicked the door open.

The brawl in the hospital ward turned into a full-blown armed fight on the spot!

Helpless, the butler could only visually assess the fighting strength of both sides and roughly estimate that our side had won completely. So he retreated to the corridor, locked the door, and instructed the doctors and nurses watching the commotion outside to prepare a hospital bed and emergency medical supplies.

He rationally and humorously guarded the infighting within the ward, unable to escape.

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As evening approached, Jiang Miaomiao, who was about to have a candlelight dinner with Yan Yousui and was the only adult in Jiang Zhengye's family who had not been arrested and imprisoned, received a call from the police station.

The police notified her to bring a lawyer to pay the ransom.

In the ensuing brawl, everyone in the ward except for Butler Xun, who was watching from the sidelines in the corridor, was arrested by the police.

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Fearing the scene might be inappropriate for children, Jiang Miaomiao refused Yan Yousui's offer of a ride and set off with only Xi Shouge and Mo Congyun. Shi Yi and Wen Rongying insisted on coming along.

In international business competition, the five of them have already formed a locked-in team.

Jiang Miaomiao went to the Hong Kong Police Station for the second time. Learning from her previous experience, she had someone drive her car directly into the police station gate.

Hearing the noise behind the car, Mo Congyun turned around and laughed, "There are indeed quite a few media reporters standing outside."

Jiang Miaomiao sighed softly, "So even though several of our colleagues were just arrested, these people are still going all out to expose things."

Seeing the worried look on his face, Wen Rongying asked suspiciously, "Brother Jiang, do you feel sorry for them?"

Jiang Miaomiao raised an eyebrow: "...Is that possible?"

Nishimori suddenly said, "When I was in school, I had to audit journalism classes. I heard the professor say that today's news has two great values: one is to convey the truth, and the other is to record history. Journalists are the eyes through which society sees the truth, and human ethics are the standards by which everyone judges whether what they see is good or evil. If you write news with a half-moral purpose and a desire to sensationalize, you define the world to the outside world and define the history of this moment in the future."

Everyone present felt melancholy upon hearing this, except for Shi Yi, an art student, who felt a headache coming on: "This chicken soup is really thick, I'll drink it first as a sign of respect."

Jiang Miaomiao gave her an elegant glare: "If you're not cultured, at least be more sophisticated!"

The five people got out of the car, and the sound of flashing cameras immediately followed behind them.

Jiang Miaomiao and the others walked into the police station without looking back.

Someone walked quickly towards her; it was Butler Xun: "Miss, I have completed all the relevant procedures. All that's left is for the lawyer to pay the security deposit and for your family to sign."

"Okay." She followed the police officer's directions and walked to a desk to sign her name.

Only sign one of the three signatures.

Butler Xun's eyes glazed over slightly: Was something about to happen?

He was inexplicably excited, despite his extensive experience. After all, he was old enough to enjoy something new and exciting.

The makeshift prison was noisy and chaotic, and it had always housed people who had not caused serious trouble. Usually, it wasn't crowded, but today was particularly unusual; a single trip from the hospital would have filled it up.

This was Jiang Zhengye's first time being imprisoned. Lacking a cigar, he lacked the aura to stand up for himself. He could only sullenly put his hands in his pockets, like an old rooster blocking his two timid chicks behind him.

He Peixue and the others confronted Jiang Zhengye head-on. At first, they tried to win him over by playing the victim and showing weakness, but when they saw that he was not interested, they had no choice but to give up and cower in the opposite corner.

Force can overcome skill, and open anger can pierce through intrigue. They simply cannot outmaneuver Jiang Zhengye in terms of brute force.

A policeman came in and said someone had been released on bail.

Jiang Zhengye thought they were being released on bail, and pointed at He Peixue and the others, threatening them: "When I get out, none of you will have an easy time!" But to his surprise, the police blocked him and pointed at Jiang Bainian, saying that he was the only one who was released on bail.

Jiang Zhengye's body trembled.

Jiang Bainian refused, saying, "A child without a father is like a blade of grass!" He didn't want to leave his father's side.

Seeing that he wouldn't leave no matter what, the police had no choice but to go back and relay the message. They soon returned, this time with Jiang Miaomiao and her group. The atmosphere became increasingly tense and quite mysterious.

Because Jiang Miaomiao stood outside the iron bars, cold and silent, as did everyone else.

It was as if everyone had to wait for her next move.

After a while, only Jiang Zhengye dared to speak up: "What do you want now that we've asked you to pay money to ransom them?"

“I have no money. I can only scrape together enough to bail out one person,” Jiang Miaomiao said, spreading her hands. “I’ll choose to bail out the younger one or the older one.”

Someone mustered their courage and shouted, "This is a police station! How dare you threaten us like this?"

Jiang Zhengye turned around angrily: "So you think you can touch my son in Hong Kong?"

He Peixue looked even more pitiful. "Uncle Jiang, I'm pregnant with the Jiang family's child. The ultrasound showed it's your own grandson. Please, for the sake of the child, forgive me. I just didn't want the child to be born without a father, otherwise I wouldn't have..."

"He really does have a man!" Jiang Zhengye was overjoyed upon hearing this.

Jiang Miaomiao glanced at it with a chill in her eyes.

Jiang Zhengye froze. He stammered, "But...but he's a grandson! Can't you..."

Jiang Miaomiao shook her head coldly, "No."

He Peixue realized that Jiang Miaomiao seemed to have become the backbone of the Jiang family. She regretted not having tried her best to win her over earlier, but she was determined not to give up this rare opportunity to rise to the top.

She pleaded, "Sister, we're both women, please have pity on me..."

Jiang Miaomiao said, "I can't feel sorry for you. After all, you can make money while you're asleep and moaning, and now you want to be a superior person while you're pregnant and crying. As for me, I have to spend my days arguing, my days scheming, my nights working on documents, and my nights writing reports to make money and climb the ladder. You make money too easily, I'm so jealous and I want to strangle you!"

These words were so blunt and frightening that He Peixue choked and forgot to cry: If she was jealous of how comfortably she made money by sleeping with men, why didn't she do it herself? Jiang Miaomiao was quite valuable just for her looks.

Jiang Miaomiao could tell what she was thinking at a glance.

She was disgusted and glanced impatiently at Jiang Zhengye, "You can consider giving me your bank card and PIN, otherwise I don't have the money to bail you out."

"..." Jiang Zhengye's fingers twitched.

It's obvious they'll take this opportunity to seize the property!

But whatever, I gave it to them quickly, and changed the password as soon as it was released.

But after he came out, when Butler Xun retrieved the confiscated mobile wallet, he received a text message informing him that three million had been transferred from his account.

Jiang Zhengye immediately chased after Jiang Miaomiao, yelling, "Jiang Miaomiao, explain yourself! How can it cost so much money to bail out three people?"

"Can't I make a profit from the price difference?"

"You're the only one who can take advantage of someone's misfortune!"

"The business world is like a battlefield, and there are no fathers or sons on the battlefield. I've already done enough by not taking advantage of your misfortune..."

Jiang Miaomiao forcefully dragged the family of three away. As for He Peixue and the others, they could stay in prison.

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Upon returning to the villa, Jiang Zhengye and his two companions frantically patted the pomelo leaves, but finding that insufficient, they added a fire basin to remove the musty smell.

Jiang Miaomiao, who had no taboos, was about to go upstairs to rest.

But Jiang Zhengye told her to convene a family meeting immediately, saying, "This concerns my grandson, I can't delay!"

He was very anxious.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't show any fatherly affection towards Jiang Zhengye.

She asked Jiang Bainian, "Do you want to marry me?"

“I don’t want to!” Jiang Bainian shook his head firmly: “If I really have to marry someone, it has to be someone of equal social standing! He Peixue is just a casual fling. It’s fine to play around with her, but if I marry her, I’ll lose face in this industry.”

Jiang Zhengye snorted, "You want to marry him? I won't let you! I just want that grandson!"

Jiang Bainian frowned: "Dad, it's easy for you to have a grandson, why do you have to have this one?"

Jiang Zhengye angrily said, "Who told you to have produced such a bastard? It's a human life! It would be too cruel to beat him up."

Jiang Miaomiao interrupted, "But I used some tricks to check the ultrasound results, and it's a girl."

"Are you sure?" Jiang Zhengye asked suspiciously. "If it really is a woman, then let her hit me."

Jiang Miaomiao chuckled softly.

But Jiang Zhengye wanted to confirm again: "Jiang Miaomiao, are you really sure it's a woman? No, show me the ultrasound results."

"Actually, I haven't seen it. I was just saying it casually."

"You can talk about something this serious so casually! It's a matter of human life!"

"Keep them if they're men, kill them if they're women. Old Jiang, have you forgotten I'm a woman too?"

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Zhengye finally managed to say, "At least your mother was my lawfully wedded wife, not some kind of shady woman."