Quick Transmigration: Era Novel Side Character Aims for Reverse

To recover his memory and life, Xu Keke enters various eras to start a counterattack journey to demand justice for the resentful side characters of era novels.

Rehabilitation is non-existent,...

Chapter 229 A Young Female Factory Worker in the 1930s (20)

When Kang Wei saw Miss Guo come out of the study, his expression changed. He remembered what Li Shi had told him earlier about borrowing money to do business.

Conway jumped up from the sofa and rushed over, yelling at Chen Ming.

"If you're looking for someone to partner with, you can come to me. You know I'm well-off. Don't assume she's honest just because she's ugly. This tomboy is cunning. She acts all high and mighty outside, but she doesn't have a penny to her name. She's just a..."

Knowing he was about to say something unpleasant, Chen Ming hurriedly abandoned Miss Guo, rushed over, and covered Kang Wei's mouth. He then gave Xu Keke a look, signaling her to take Miss Guo out first.

"Young man, please escort Miss Guo."

Seeing that Conway was still struggling, Chen Mingyi said sternly,

"Kangwei, Miss Guo is a lady, you should speak with more respect."

Since you've all come to see me today, no matter what you think, in my heart you are all my friends.

"I can't stand by and watch you treat my friend like this. If you insist on being rude to Miss Guo, then we can't be friends anymore."

Miss Guo doesn't really have any true friends. No one would turn against someone like Kang Wei to protect her. She and Kang Wei have never been on the same level.

People around her are too busy currying favor with Conway to say anything that would ruin their friendship just to protect her.

Even her own father, if he were in such a situation, she doesn't need to think about it. Not only would he not protect her, but no matter what the other party did, he would definitely make her apologize to them.

Miss Guo clutched the contract and hurried out. Only after getting into the car did she realize that she had left her walking stick inside.

She initially wanted the driver to go back and retrieve it. But then she thought of Kang Wei's face and felt guilty. She couldn't be like Chen Ming and actually dare to challenge Kang Wei.

Looking at the contract in her hand, Miss Guo waved helplessly at the driver, signaling him to keep driving.

She rested her head against the car window, staring blankly out the window, thinking about Chen Ming's words, 'She's a woman, and you're all my friends.'

The car sped away from No. 28 Xiangzhang Road. On the other side,

Conway has the typical rich kid temperament. He grew up in a pampered environment. Anyone he trusts will become like a tamed lion.

When Xu Keke returned, Kang Wei was having tea with Chen Ming. It was the same pot of tea, and the same set of tea classics.

Conway was more patient than Miss Guo; he listened until the end and even discerned a business opportunity.

The tea was a gift from Chen Ming to Brother Long, so he knew where it came from and could help him buy it. Of course, there might be some requirements regarding transportation.

That line had to cross a vital military route on this side of the river. This wasn't something an ordinary person could do. But faced with such immense potential profit, Conway was prepared to give it a try.

The next day, Chen Ming received a remittance in his personal account from Miss Guo. The amount wasn't large, less than a fraction of what he had earned from his collaboration with Miss Guo.

Chen Ming and Xu Keke didn't care about this. Because the third wave of public opinion targeting Boss Guo was about to begin.

Mr. Guo's mood has been somewhat complicated lately. The newspapers have stopped reporting on his affairs outwardly, but there are always people secretly following him.

Moreover, several major newspapers occasionally publish comments from insightful individuals about his factory, or follow-up reports on the incident, in inconspicuous corners.

This put him in a difficult position, because this wasn't like the overwhelming press releases of the past few days. This small article, barely the size of a palm, didn't have much of an impact on him.

It's inappropriate to confront someone over such a trivial matter, but seeing it so often is really annoying.

It's like a fly that keeps buzzing around you. If you kill it, you waste time and it might bump into things nearby. If you don't kill it, it just won't stop, it'll keep hovering in front of you.

And then there's his only daughter, who's recently withdrawn money from his account several times. This makes him very unhappy.

No one knew that he actually had a son, and when everyone mocked him, he just thought they were ridiculous.

After his wife died, everyone assumed he hadn't remarried. But he not only had a wife, but also a son.

However, he sent his wife and son abroad.

With the domestic situation in turmoil, he feared something might happen to his son.

A few years ago, he had been thinking about marrying off his daughter, but she resembled her mother and wasn't very pretty. He figured marrying her off to someone decent would require a substantial dowry. The thought of this bothered him.

Later, when he saw her dressed up like a man, he thought it was fine, at least he wouldn't have to pay for a dowry.

He had just informed the accountant not to let the young lady mention money again when the newspapers reported that more than a dozen of his managers and stewards had been receiving huge bribes in the transactions.

Actually, he knew about this. How could he not know? He was an educated man; he understood the principle that "too much clarity leaves no room for fish."

He just hadn't expected the amount to be so large.

"These bastards! Call the police! Arrest them all and make them cough up all my money!" Boss Guo was furious.

Mr. Li tentatively asked, "Then, now that they're gone, who will do their work?"

Remembering the gold bars Miss Guo had given him a few days ago, he tentatively suggested, "How about we have Miss Guo come..."

"Her? What good is she? Relying on her is pointless; we might as well let those guys keep collecting. It's not my money anyway," Boss Guo interrupted impatiently.

"Don't mention her to me. What can she do besides spending my money? When other women marry off their daughters, they at least get a dowry or some help from their husband's family."

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