Rebirth in 90s: Rip Apart the Sacrificial Pawn Script

Yang Yajing felt her life was utterly worthless—single at 36; meager salary absolutely insufficient to cover her mother's medical expenses.

Her best friend not only stole the man she...

Chapter 130 Dragon Gate Banquet or Hong Gate Banquet?

Yang Yajing wanted them to take a few more glances.

If they don't watch, how will Jiang Xuanxuan have a chance to shine? If Jiang Xuanxuan doesn't shine, how will she have a chance to prove them wrong?

Those present included Jiang Xuanxuan's elementary school classmates and their partners, as well as several of her friends, whom she had brought along to introduce them to everyone.

Yang Yajing had known Jiang Xuanxuan would do this, so besides Chen Jiaoyun, she also brought Yu Yue. If Yu Ning hadn't become so famous, she would have wanted to bring her along too!

After sitting down and exchanging pleasantries for a short while, Jiang Xuanxuan began to sing.

"Brother Xiaoming, I didn't expect you to become successful so quickly! You own such a big logistics company, it must be very profitable, right?" Jiang Xuanxuan first shifted the topic to Bian Xiaoming.

The invitation says "Dragon Gate Banquet," so it must be for the carp that jumps the highest!

"We're just starting out, barely breaking even, and haven't started making any money yet!" Bian Xiaoming said honestly.

"Brother Xiaoming is so modest!" Jiang Xuanxuan covered her mouth and laughed. "Brother Xiaoming deliberately wore a cheap brand-name outfit, is it because he's afraid we'll take advantage of him?"

"I didn't do it on purpose! I haven't even earned enough money to buy designer brands yet," Bian Xiaoming laughed it off.

"Hehehe..." Jiang Xuanxuan giggled, looking unconvinced. "Brother Xiaoming, stop pretending to be poor. You can't be as poor as Yangyang. Yangyang is carrying a Prada bag, how could Brother Xiaoming not have money to buy designer brands?"

"Huh? Is Yang Yajing really poor?" Bian Xiaoming didn't know that Yang Yajing was deliberately hiding her wealth from Jiang Xuanxuan. "Really? Yang Yajing even made investments..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yang Yajing interrupted him: "I've invested in your personnel! I have plenty of capable people around me!"

Who is Bian Xiaoming? Upon hearing this, he knew that Yang Yajing didn't want the people here to know about her wealth.

"Sigh! Yangyang is just so lucky!" Jiang Xuanxuan said with a smile. "She knows so many capable people, and even Pengfei bought her Prada! Yangyang must have maxed out Pengfei's credit card by now!"

"Huh? Is it expensive?" Yang Yajing deliberately picked up the bag from the ground. "It's so small, it'll be full just for a phone and wallet, it can't be that expensive, right?"

Zhou Pengfei wanted to chuckle to himself: Keep pretending, girlfriend! Your boyfriend is risking his life for this woman today!

"Ya Jing, you bought Prada?" Chen Jiaoyun started playing along. "The logo is so small, I couldn't even see it. If it were me, I'd buy Gucci, so flashy!"

"Is a trademark really that important? As long as it looks good, that's fine! It would be even better if it were practical too!" Yang Yajing said with a smile.

"Not much money? Prada isn't expensive? Zhou Pengfei is still in school, right? Can he afford it?" At this moment, Pang Yan, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, spoke up.

"Could it be a fake?" Li Yan added fuel to the fire. "There are so many people carrying fake goods to pretend they're rich these days, no wonder they bought one with an unclear brand."

"Is it a fake?" Zhou Pengfei asked Yang Yajing deliberately.

"No way, would a shopping mall sell counterfeit goods?" Yang Yajing continued, following the script.

"Yan Yan, want to get it appraised?" Jiang Xuanxuan winked at Li Yan. "Yan Yan's family owns a shopping mall, she should know what she's doing, right?"

"Does a bag need to be appraised? It's not like it's gold." Yang Yajing pretended not to understand.

“Yang Yang,” Jiang Xuanxuan covered her mouth again, “Yang Yang doesn’t know much about luxury goods. Handbags are much more expensive than gold, and they hold their value!”

"Retain value? A bag is something you replace when it gets old, how can it retain value?" Yang Yajing scoffed.

"Let me see!" Without saying a word, Li Yan walked around to Yang Yajing's side and picked up the bag on the ground without even greeting her or asking if she agreed.

"Hey! Why are you touching my things?" Yang Yajing said unhappily. "My wallet and phone are still inside!"

"Who cares about your little bit of money?" Li Yan took Yang Yajing's wallet and phone out of her bag and put them on the table. Then, she took the Prada and returned to Jiang Xuanxuan's side.

"How can this person be so rude? She's like this at school, and she's still like this outside? Does she come from a slum or a cesspool?" Yu Yue muttered loudly.

"Pfft!" No one understood, except for Chen Jiaoyun, a talented woman who graduated from the Chinese Department of Wenda University.

"Is it funny?" Zhou Pengfei asked Chen Jiaoyun.

"Junior brother, did you understand?" Chen Jiaoyun asked Zhou Pengfei.

Zhou Pengfei shook his head.

Chen Jiaoyun deliberately spoke in a loud voice, then whispered, "瘃: pig, 溷: pigpen."

"Pfft!" Zhou Pengfei laughed too. "Could you two talented ladies please speak like normal people from now on? We can't understand your incomprehensible language."

"Yu Yue! What do you mean?" Li Yan snapped.

"It means exactly what it says!" Yu Yue wasn't worried at all. They'd sparred so many times; when had she ever lost? "Have you looked at the bag enough? Don't take things that aren't yours!"

"Yu Yue, Li Yan was just trying to help with the authentication. If you actually bought a fake, you'll lose a lot of money!" Pang Yan was a master of making suggestions.

Those present also wanted to know whether Yang Yajing's bag was real or fake. They were all on Jiang Xuanxuan's side and were waiting to see her make a fool of herself!

Li Yan turned her over and over but couldn't figure it out. She wasn't very quiet either. Yang Yajing frowned as she watched.

Zhou Pengfei could tell at a glance that Yang Yajing was unhappy, so he shortened the conversation and stopped arguing: "Li Yan, right? You just bought this bag the day before yesterday, the receipt is still in the pocket. If you can't tell anything, just give the bag back! I don't like strangers touching Yajing's things and getting them dirty."

Upon hearing that there was an invoice, Li Yan quickly opened it, and a small metal tag fell out.

Everyone present was wealthy. One of the boys' girlfriends quickly picked it up, and upon looking at it, exclaimed in surprise: "Wow! It's an authentication number!"

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