Chapter 49. Jiang Bainian was speechless after being rebuked...
Jiang Bainian was speechless after being rebuked, and could only angrily scratch at the chair cushion.
Jiang Miaomiao parked her car among the group of luxury cars waiting by the roadside.
The cars were surrounded by young men in various relaxed poses and sexy, energetic girls. Six or seven drones hovered in the air, and not far away, three modified sports cars were lined up side by side on the road, with people crowding on both sides counting down the days.
The sounds of playing, buzzing, and sputtering motors never ceased.
"It's really hot here without air conditioning! Consider it my debt to you, just bear with it for now, we can talk things over once we find the second son!" Jiang Bainian reached out and pulled her, causing her to stumble, and they ran around in different directions.
Throughout the event, people kept greeting him, saying, "Come on over, Young Master Jiang."
"Ah, finally we see you showing up, kid."
"Bai Nian, I heard you recently caught the virus?"
"He actually dares to pick up new girls!"
...etc., anyway, they were all jokes or mockery.
Very few people would say, "Need any help from me, bro?"
"Holy crap, isn't this your sister?"
"Hello, Sister Jiang!"
His consistent words and actions revealed a degree of sincerity, which surprisingly earned him a friendly look from Jiang Miaomiao. After all, when she had warned him not to lend money earlier, she had naturally investigated all of Jiang Bainian and Jiang Zhongming's acquaintances, including their sworn brothers, scoundrels, and sycophants.
Regardless of who their friends were, Jiang Bainian dismissed them all at this moment: "Go away! If you have something to do, go far away; if you don't, help me find Zhongming."
...
Jiang Miaomiao, who was being dragged and pulled, walked with messy and unsightly steps.
She pulled her hands away to tidy her clothes and hair.
Seeing that she was still preoccupied with her vanity, Jiang Bainian retorted again, "We haven't even found him yet. If he gets on the bus, it'll be troublesome. Aren't you worried about your own brother at all! You have no conscience!"
On conscience?
Jiang Miaomiao sneered, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Me? I was born of a mother but raised without a father. I was almost sold by Old Jiang when I grew up. Recently, my cousin even drugged me. I have to lock the door before I go home to shower and sleep, just in case you all have ulterior motives. You say I have no conscience? How much conscience do you have?"
Uh, Jiang Bainian covered his ears and ran away: "I'll look this way, you go that way."
He ran away feeling ashamed and guilty.
Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes at him as he left. What a coward.
After walking a few steps, I caught a glimpse of a tent out of the corner of my eye.
The tent was guarded, and people were given free cans of Coke. Next to it was a life-size billboard of Ren Ziwei, which read, “If you’re a brother or sister, come down the mountain and have a good drink.”
Clearly, Ren Ziwei opened a bar on the only way down the mountain back to the city, and it's a high-end bar that's particularly good at ripping off rich kids!
Jiang Miaomiao took out her phone and sent the billboard picture to the WeChat group "Slap the old and second waves of the new wave".
[Jiang Miaomiao: @Ren Ziwei, you're really quick-witted. You even managed to advertise here?]
Jiang Miaomiao replied, "The news spread really fast. I just found out that guy did something like this."
"It's not just that the news travels fast, but more importantly, some people in your Jiang family are even faster at talking!"
Ren Ziwei approached and held up his phone screen in front of her. It was Jiang Chengyu's WeChat Moments post: "Sigh, it's all my fault for being a bad older brother, which led Zhongming to do such extreme things. So many people have been arrested, dozens of families have been broken up, it's so pitiful!"
Jiang Miaomiao frowned: "The tea flavor is really strong."
Ren Ziwei casually remarked, "I haven't even had tea with you."
She gave her a threatening look: "That's a compliment."
“No, Miss Jiang is clearly the one who deserves it!” Ren Ziwei bowed deeply, but then complained, “Honestly, it will be very difficult for Jiang Zhongming to recover after doing something like this.”
Jiang Miaomiao agreed.
Jiang Zhongming couldn't even distinguish between Jiang Chengyu's encouragement and a joke; he was truly incredibly stupid. Jiang Bainian's reputation was ruined, and Jiang Jiezhi was too young. If Jiang Chengyu were also eliminated, the entire Jiang Group's intended heirs would be wiped out in one fell swoop.
Not to mention Jiang Zhengye, even Jiang Yaowu has no male heir!
Ren Ziwei snorted: "Borrowing money and then defaulting on it is more reasonable than calling the police to arrest the migrant workers."
Jiang Miaomiao said helplessly, "Maybe God has bestowed wisdom upon the Jiang family, and I'm the only one who didn't have an umbrella?"
...
The two chatted as they walked, which didn't delay their search for the person.
But some people in the crowd had already noticed them, or rather, they had only noticed Jiang Miaomiao's appearance.
Song Xiyan then instructed the person next to her to call her over.
But she wore her emotions on her sleeve, and her words were laced with contempt and hostility. The young girl who was ordered to fetch her also smiled with the same contempt and hostility.
"Hey, Jiang Miaomiao!"
"Hey, you surnamed Jiang! I'm calling you."
"Jiang Miaomiao, you stop right there! Are you deaf?"
The surroundings were too noisy, so Jiang Miaomiao was speaking sincerely to Ren Ziwei when suddenly her sleeve was yanked forcefully, and her entire left collar was pulled off, exposing a large area of skin up to just above her chest. She was just a hair's breadth away from revealing her nipples...
Her smile froze instantly.
Jiang Miaomiao turned her head and looked at the strange woman who had pulled off her clothes.
The woman showed no remorse and became even more arrogant: "Miss Song called you several times, are you deaf or are you pretending not to hear?"
"Then why did you pull my clothes like this? Are you clumsy or mentally challenged?"
What do you think?
The other person pulled her collar down again, as if challenging Jiang Miaomiao's limit of anger!
Jiang Miaomiao quickly pressed down on her slipping clothes, laughed, and then slapped the person across the face with a resounding "smack." The force was so great that the person opposite her was knocked to the ground on the spot. Only then did she calmly put her clothes back on.
That coldness and ruthlessness, seemingly seeping from the depths of his soul, fiercely suppressed the mess from before and also silenced the mocking and spectatory gazes around him.
The bystander shivered.
The woman covered her face in disbelief: "You hit me?"
"Of course I hit you, are you blind?" Jiang Miaomiao's voice was calm...
They dare to remain so calm...
"Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you hit me?" The woman was already furious enough, but hearing her tone like that made her roar in anger!
A mocking voice followed from behind, "Jiang Miaomiao, you've got quite the airs."
You have to consider the owner before you beat a dog.
Sure enough, Song Xiyan walked over like a star surrounded by admirers.
She was indeed a great beauty; even among those around her wearing similar tank tops and sexy pants, Song Xiyan outshone everyone else. However, her graceful poses seemed a bit forced.
Song Xiyan said slowly, word by word: "Jiang Miaomiao, she is my person. Hitting her is the same as hitting my face. Originally, I wanted to bring you into the industry without holding a grudge, but even if you raise your status and become the chairman, your bloodline is still lowly and not worthy of respect."
"What circle do you want to drag me into?" Jiang Miaomiao muttered, it seems she's everywhere.
“Right now, the most famous socialite circle in Hong Kong is headed by me.” Song Xiyan seemed to have misunderstood something, and the corners of her lips immediately turned up. “There’s an old saying, ‘One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black.’ Those who can get along with me are naturally wealthy and have top-notch talents and looks. You can ask around and see how many rich young ladies are pulling strings and scrambling to get into my circle, even if not to improve their social standing, but to find a good man, because there are even more men scrambling to get to know us.”
Jiang Miaomiao was speechless: "Song Xiyan, you're proud to be a madam organizing a high-class brothel?"
Song Xiyan angrily retorted, "You called me a madam? Jiang Miaomiao, are you insulting me?"
"Didn't you just offer yourself up to be humiliated?"
"Make way! I'm not like you guys who have nothing better to do than come out in groups to hook up with men. I'm busy with work and I'm also busy with personal matters."
Seeing that Jiang Miaomiao was about to leave, the group of sycophants wisely blocked her way, and then, under the spotlight of everyone, mocked, "Why are you in such a hurry to leave? Are you afraid that I will tell you about how you once offered yourself up to my old and sick second uncle and wanted to marry him?"
Old Jiang, oh Old Jiang, this is the pit you dug for me in the beginning.
Jiang Miaomiao pinched her forehead: "Song Xiyan, didn't I ultimately fail to marry into your Song family or become its ancestor? You brought this up last time, so how much do you want to kneel down and kowtow to me as your granddaughter during holidays?"
"You bitch! Shut up! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth!" Song Xiyan cursed three times in a row in anger.
The Song family holds a top-tier position in Hong Kong, and she is confident in her sweet voice, beautiful appearance, and good figure, so she is flattered wherever she goes. However, Jiang Miaomiao slapped her in the face last time, and she is willing to give her another chance to wake up, which is rare for her. Yet she does not cherish it.
She rushed closer in a few steps, raising her hand to hit someone.
Jiang Miaomiao gripped her wrist tightly. "Hey, you can scold me, but hitting me is going too far."
"Just because my surname is Song, I can beat you to death without any reason!" Unable to break free, Song Xiyan directly used her other hand.
This can no longer be described as simply being willful and spoiled!
Without any hesitation, she raised her knee to knock Song Xiyan's foot away, then kicked the other leg. Song Xiyan fell flat on her face, caught completely off guard.
The surrounding noise paused for a moment, clearly because no one had reacted yet.
Jiang Miaomiao crossed her arms and looked down at her. "It's okay to be stupid, but don't be too arrogant! The Jiang family is indeed not as good as the Song family, but I now represent the Da Jiang Group. Your brothers and fathers who are in politics and business have to give me some face in return, so you'd better know your place. You don't even have the status of a mascot in the Song family, so you have no right to point fingers at me. Goodbye, Miss Song."
Then he waved his hand, signaling Ren Ziwei to follow.
Many onlookers secretly sneered.
Song Xiyan, her face flushed red, roared, "Jiang Miaomiao, get back here!" But she didn't even turn her head.
With a cold, hard face, she could only curse others for being blind and not hurrying to help her up.
***
Near the starting line of the race.
Jiang Bainian was grabbing Jiang Zhongming and yelling, "Why didn't you tell me what was wrong? Don't you know you're just a younger brother?"
Jiang Zhongming was angry and aggrieved: "I just wanted to help you solve the problem, but who knew I'd mess it up..."
Jiang Bainian said angrily, "If you mess this up, go home!"
Jiang Zhongming pouted: "No way! If I go home now, I'm afraid she'll beat me to death!"
Jiang Bainian patted his chest and said, "With me here, at worst she'll cripple you!"
You could hear this heartfelt roar from afar. On the surface, it was a display of deep brotherly affection, but what it really meant was, "You beat them all to the point of post-traumatic stress disorder?" Ren Ziwei laughed heartily.
Jiang Miaomiao frowned: "These three are no good at studying, no good at working, and they even lack the most basic moral character! Do you think I can get away with not hitting them?"
Jiang Bainian glanced up and saw them standing not far away. He said urgently, "What are you all standing there for? Come and grab him!"
"Even you betrayed me?" Jiang Zhongming looked at Jiang Miaomiao with the fear of a mouse before a cat, struggled to break free, and shoved into the sports car next to him.
Jiang Bainian instinctively pulled the door open, but saw Jiang Zhongming inside the car gripping the door tightly. He could only walk around the front of the car, climb into the passenger seat, and follow the sports car as it sped away.
Jiang Miaomiao then took out her phone and made a call.
But it took quite a while for them to answer, and it wasn't a one-way chat; there was a lot of background noise.
"Keep calm while driving! If you're not calm, don't drive! Stop the car!"
"Stopping on the highway is a death sentence! You can't stop there!"
"Then you'd better take it easy, bro..."
"Don't worry, I've driven this kind of mountain road countless times. It only takes about ten minutes to circle back."
"You should slow down. I'll pick up my phone and tell her."
"Who should we report this to? Don't tell me it's that bitch Jiang Miaomiao! Brother, if it weren't for her, would we be in this situation?"
Two stubborn brats!
Instead of reflecting on their own actions when something goes wrong, they only try to shift the blame onto others.
"Such a loud bark..." Jiang Miaomiao tilted her head and glanced at Ren Ziwei, "Do you have a map of this area?"
"Follow me." Ren Ziwei snapped his fingers and led her directly to a giant display screen placed somewhere. Oh no, the screen was actually made up of sixteen 27-inch displays stacked together, each displaying images captured and transmitted back in real time by a drone.
There are too many rich people who come here to have fun; as long as you dare to think and speak your mind, someone will dare to sponsor you.
"The top left corner is a panoramic map of the mountains. Although the mountain roads are winding, you have to pass through this intersection to go up or down the mountain. And the red sports car in the second row, third position belongs to Jiang Zhongming. He knows the terrain well, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, he should be back in fifteen minutes at most. Why don't you just wait here for him to come to you?"
“With Jiang Bainian in the car, even if Jiang Jiezhi has a meltdown, he'll be more careful, and nothing unexpected will happen.” Jiang Miaomiao handed over a set of keys. “Help me drive the car over to use as a ‘scapegoat’.”
Ren Ziwei complied.
But as soon as he left, Song Xiyan and the others came looking for him again, like ghosts haunting the place.
This was the second clash tonight. They were clearly well-equipped, each holding a can of cola and greasy food. Upon seeing Jiang Miaomiao standing there, they didn't waste any words and hurled them all at her.
Jiang Miaomiao sensed something strange behind her and turned around. Seeing the dark shadow rushing towards her, she reflexively dodged it.
Song Xiyan gritted her teeth in anger: "Didn't hit it? Hurry up and hit it!"
Jiang Miaomiao was increasingly speechless: Adults, if they can't be more mature, they should at least be more accurate!
She grabbed whatever was within easy reach and threw it back.
Compared to the other side's numerous but unpredictable mistakes, she was accurate every time she hit a target.
The scene was extremely chaotic; even those who stayed away from the battlefield were caught in the crossfire, so they simply joined the fray. This only made the battlefield more chaotic.
When Ren Ziwei drove back, the scene was completely wrecked and indistinguishable from one another.
While watching the play, he honked his horn to look for someone. Luckily, Jiang Miaomiao was quick-witted and knew to run towards the sound.
He opened the passenger door and let her in.
Jiang Miaomiao urged, keeping a close eye on the time, "Move to the back seat, it's safer there."
"What are you going to do?" Ren Ziwei asked, but he only climbed into the passenger seat, since you should sit in the front row to watch a show.
Seeing this, Jiang Miaomiao was quite frank: "I want to ride the bumper cars."
Ren Ziwei paused for a moment, then quickly climbed into the back seat, his heart pounding: "Is your car durable enough to withstand a collision?"
"The nanny van, which cost over a million yuan, was the model that Jiang Si was extremely careful to choose."
"Then I'm even more skeptical, since you women only look at the price and color when buying a car! You don't understand car features at all!"
"Stop your masculinity, buckle up and sit tight!" Jiang Miaomiao stepped on the gas and drove to the starting line of the race car ahead, then suddenly veered to the left, her extra-long car taking up half of the road down the mountain.
She was about to go against the tide.
Slowly, flickering lights appeared in the distance.
A few seconds later, the high beams switched on, and the red sports car came into full view of her.
Jiang Miaomiao reminded Ren Ziwei to hold on tight again, then slammed her right foot on the accelerator and charged straight at him.
Jiang Bainian stared intently and exclaimed, "Holy crap! Isn't that the SUV Jiang Miaomiao brought me to? What's she up to?"
The sports car slows down, while the oncoming car accelerates.
Move to the left while running, and to the right while facing the opposite side.
It was a face-to-face meeting, no matter what!
Ugh! I'm furious! Isn't it obvious?
Jiang Zhongming roared, "She's trying to murder her own brother!"
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