Chapter 59 Jiang Miaomiao bluntly said, "I'll castrate you all..."
In summary.
With just one seemingly unrelated move, "slut-shaming Song Xiyan," Jiang Miaomiao swept away all obstacles in her path.
Jiang Si and Xi Shouge still need to gather more details afterward to understand the connection.
The difference in skill level is immediately apparent from this.
Jiang Si was once again relieved that Jiang Miaomiao had no intention of competing with her.
In the 100 million yuan bet between Jiang Miaomiao and Han Cuo, Ren Ziwei truly ran the betting game, betting all his wealth on Han Cuo to win. Although he lost, Han Cuo was humiliated, and he lost with a sense of exhilaration.
He grabbed Jiang Miaomiao's arm, beaming with pride: "No way, I still have to throw a Manchu Han Imperial Feast to celebrate!"
Jiang Miaomiao: "??"
She asked curiously, "What grudge do you two have against each other?"
Ren Ziwei retorted confidently: "Who told him to be more handsome than me, richer than me, and more popular with women! Men have their own competition too."
Ren Ziwei went directly to the classmates' group and announced that he was going to throw a big banquet.
He personally drove to Han Cuo's door, delivering an invitation face-to-face, displaying his sycophancy and smugness to the fullest: "Han Cuo, you should be generous. Not coming would be disrespectful to your old classmate."
Han Cuo glared at him, itching with anger: "Don't worry, I'll be there."
Ren Ziwei also personally delivered it to Tu Jiaojiao.
Tu Jiaojiao didn't go; it was because she had gambled away all her pocket money.
He then added fuel to the fire, feigning innocence: "It's alright, just let Shao Yuan compensate you, right? If you don't go, he has to; he's bet everything on Jiang Miaomiao winning. Ugh, what's wrong with your little clique? You're not united at all!"
Tu Jiaojiao was almost in tears: "..."
Fanlou Restaurant.
It was the high-end restaurant that Tu Jiaojiao had researched and confirmed before, all in order to get back at Jiang Miaomiao.
Ren Ziwei paid for four tables out of his own pocket, and like inviting the Empress Dowager, he respectfully invited Jiang Miaomiao to the head seat, helping her to stand out among her classmates.
Tu Jiaojiao secretly spat, thinking that Ren Ziwei's smile looked like that of a castrated dog.
In just six months, Jiang Miaomiao once again defeated Han Cuo.
Whether in the past or present, she remains the most dazzling and unique presence among this group.
Whether Han Cuo is convinced or not is unknown, Tu Jiaojiao is definitely not convinced, but the others are truly convinced.
Three days later.
Jiang Si also gave Jiang Miaomiao some good news: the official high-level officials personally reviewed and approved the two projects that had been blocked by T Han.
They also secretly tried to win her over, thinking that if they couldn't keep her physically, they could at least keep her heart. They not only named her two projects as representative projects of the joint business between Hong Kong and the mainland, but also awarded her the title of "Outstanding Youth of Hong Kong," using her Hong Kong background to help her enter the mainland market.
Jiang Miaomiao accepted all the accusations with a smile, promising not to hold a grudge. Then, tactfully, in subsequent interviews and award ceremonies, she denied the earlier rumors of being targeted and praised the government's strong support for her.
This naturally weakened the wave of businesses retreating from the port city.
When the high-ranking officials saw that she was getting the hang of things, they were both relieved and regretful: what a loss of a business genius!
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It's obvious that the Jiang family has at most ten cunning individuals.
The older generation: Jiang Zhengye (one); Jiang Yaowu (one); Jiang Si (three);
The new generation: Jiang Chengyu, Jiang Bainian, Jiang Zhongming, and Jiang Jiezhi together account for two, which is negative; Jiang Miaomiao alone accounts for five!
When Jiang Miaomiao was in power, her methods were extreme, which gave Jiang Si the opportunity to quickly win over people's hearts.
In the early stages, Jiang Si mainly followed the new industrial real estate of Jiang Zhengye's faction, and then facilitated Jiang Miaomiao's takeover of the old-fashioned cosmetics industry. Therefore, her rise to power was the first true unification of the Da Jiang Group in history.
She combined firmness and gentleness, quickly sidelining Jiang Zhengye and Jiang Yaowu, and even forcing Jiang Chengyu, Jiang Bainian and others to be demoted and start working from scratch.
The men of the Jiang family have all come to an end. Oh wait, there's also Jiang Jiezhi, who's still fighting tooth and nail in his second year of high school.
Jiang Miaomiao was considering whether to return the safe when Jiang Jiezhi spoke first, demanding, "You're not even in Hong Kong anymore, so how are you going to keep an eye on my studies? How are you going to help me pursue that girl? Give me back the money! You scumbag who cheated me out of my money and my heart!"
Jiang Miaomiao glanced at him and said, "Remote service, do you want it or not?"
"Yes!" Jiang Jiezhi said, though his words betrayed his true feelings.
He had seen through the unreliability of the other men in his family, so he decided to follow Jiang Miaomiao down this path to the bitter end.
Jiang Miaomiao was fully prepared to lead her people to the inland to explore the vast universe.
Besides Xi Shouge, Mo Congyun, Shi Yi, and Wen Rongying, Xie Liang and Ren Ziwei also went along.
They came empty-handed, but now they leave with a hundred followers.
Upon learning the exact date of their departure, many people came to see them off.
Some people said goodbye with reluctance.
Some people even came specifically to issue a challenge that "a gentleman's revenge is never too late," such as Tu Jiaojiao, who was wearing a pink babydoll dress, and Han Cuo, who pretended to be reserved and cold from beginning to end.
Jiang Miaomiao looked at Tu Jiaojiao speechlessly: "I really have no interest in lowering your rank to hurt you."
"What are you saying? I won't let you go... um!" Before Tu Jiaojiao could utter any more nonsense, Xiao Luolin and Xue Shaoyuan covered her mouth and carried her away, adding a touch of comicality to the farewell scene with their smooth movements.
Han Cuo, who had been leaning against the pillar with his arms crossed the whole time, finally moved with some difficulty.
He forced his way between Jiang Miaomiao and Jiang Si, his face full of arrogance: "It's my turn to speak."
Jiang Si glanced at Jiang Miaomiao with a half-smile, then raised her hand and stepped back, gracefully giving up space for pleasantries.
Han Cuo nodded in satisfaction, smiled slightly, and took out a cigarette to light.
Amidst the swirling smoke, Chen Shi'an and the others automatically dispersed around him in this posture.
The scene resembled the dividing line between Chu and Han, with Jiang Si, Xie Liang, Ren Ziwei, and others retreating behind Jiang Miaomiao.
The two sides are clearly distinct:
On one hand, they represent almost the strongest business force of the new generation in the port city.
On one side is the assassin group, about to unleash their full power; their abilities are unknown, but they are by no means weak.
Jiang Miaomiao crossed her arms and asked, "Is this a case of 'willing to accept defeat'?"
"I'm convinced, but not entirely." Han Cuo smiled back, though his expression was slightly serious: "Let's play again next time."
"I'm not playing." She refused decisively. "You forced me into the game the first two times, and I played along to give you face. But things shouldn't happen more than three times. Only a fool would play a third round if there's no benefit to be gained and it's just a fight for pride and loss."
Han Cuo snorted, "I don't think you have the ability to refuse."
Jiang Miaomiao found it extremely amusing: "Really? I heard that the higher-ups in Hong Kong already knew that you were the one who secretly sabotaged things, so they withdrew two of your projects as a warning. In the end, the Han Group donated three million to the government's charity project to settle the matter?"
Han Cuo frowned. "You're certainly well-informed."
Therefore, once the public outcry erupts, the port city must appease her as soon as possible and quell the public anger; otherwise, the strategies of "attracting foreign investment" and "attracting talent" will become a complete joke.
The Han Group is important, but it is definitely not as important as the entire city!
Merchants cannot outmaneuver officials. An age-old truth.
Jiang Miaomiao said, "Han Cuo. Publicly speaking, fighting with you would be time-consuming, laborious, and possibly expensive. Privately, I'm not going to engage in your melodramatic love-hate relationship. So let's be realistic. If there's money to be made, we can meet up for tea; if not, we'll cut ties."
"...That's as if you can escape my grasp just by leaving Hong Kong."
"Oh?" She raised an eyebrow and looked at him suspiciously.
Han Cuo raised an eyebrow: "Jiang Miaomiao, you're not the only one who knows that the inland area is a big cake."
A shadow of gloom instantly crossed Jiang Miaomiao's face. "So, it means we'll meet again?"
"We'll definitely meet again someday." Han Cuo extended his hand.
The two shook hands with forced smiles. On the surface, all was calm, but beneath lay a much larger storm brewing.
Jiang Miaomiao's history of innovation has come to an end.
This officially marked the beginning of Jiang Si's reign over the kingdom.
***
During the Qingming Festival, we parted flowers and brushed against willows.
But it was also a terrible humid season, cool and damp.
As soon as Jiang Miaomiao arrived in Pengcheng, she used the compensation money from the Song family to buy a house and a car, and also rented a floor in the city center as an office.
Shi Yi was in charge of the company's renovation, Wen Rongying was in charge of equipment procurement, and Mo Congyun and Xi Shouge quickly deployed compliance measures and greased favors, while also helping Xie Liang with the procedures for establishing a new logistics company.
Ren Ziwei defines himself as a collaborator.
He held the money in his hand and asked Jiang Miaomiao, "When are you finally going to start making money?"
Jiang Miaomiao was casually flipping through a stack of invitations. "What's the rush? We're new here, we need to make connections and figure out the situation first, otherwise we might step on a landmine and get killed without even knowing what happened."
However, these invitations were of poor quality. Most of them were invitations from men with ulterior motives.
Jiang Miaomiao frowned: She was clearly a business representative who promoted the economy of the two places, and she had the backing of the Dajiang Group. Her background was glamorous, but in the Pengcheng business circle, she seemed to be regarded as a pretty vase.
She's being equated with people like Song Xiyan? Seriously!
Jiang Miaomiao quickly opened the information sheet of "One Hundred Famous Businessmen in Peng City" compiled by Xi Shouge.
After skimming through the text, I can glean a few points:
First, based on household registration, 70% are locals and 30% are from other places. The number of people with local household registration in the port city is almost zero, with only one person, Xia Renyao.
Second, categorized by gender, 90% are male and 10% are female. Surprisingly, women ranked highly, including one who shared the same surname as her, Jiang Mian.
Although Shenzhen and Hong Kong are geographically close, Shenzhen's economic development lags behind Hong Kong's. Precisely because it lags behind, Shenzhen has a higher chance of succeeding.
But there's no established giant like Dajiang Group in Pengcheng for her to stand on.
Jiang Miaomiao silently sorted through all the invitations, eliminating invalid social interactions, and trying to attend the remaining invitations at different times.
Ren Ziwei, unaware of her inner turmoil, continued, "All you think about is buying a house and a car as soon as you arrive. How superficial. Typical woman! Unlike me, I hoard all my money for later investment."
That punch was delivered with such purity.
Jiang Miaomiao rolled her eyes without saying a word, and silently spread out three property ownership certificates and two eight-figure bank cards: "I now suspect that you are jealous that I have more money than you."
Ren Ziwei pulled out his five property ownership certificates, all from Shenzhen. "Let's compare," he said, "I have a stack of them in Hong Kong too."
She was taken aback: "Where did you get so many apartments?"
“My dad gave it to me. Anyway, I’m an only child, so everything he has is mine.”
Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but feel envious and jealous, saying, "We're really a comparison group of all beings. What you have so easily, I had to rack my brains to figure out. Sigh, I have a dream..."
Ren Zi said smugly, "Granted."
Jiang Miaomiao said bluntly, "I'll castrate you all."
"..." Ren Ziwei instinctively covered his groin, warning fiercely, "Don't even think about it!"
Well, he indirectly experienced what it felt like to be intimidated.
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After tidying up the invitation and schedule, Jiang Miaomiao got up and headed to her first stop: the Jiang Family Ancestral Hall.
The Jiang family, which created the Jiang Group in Gangcheng, originated from the inland and followed the trend to Gangcheng to seek their fortune in the late Qing Dynasty.
Even though the two places are separated, tracing back to their roots seems to be engraved in the blood of all Chinese people. Even Jiang Zhengye and Jiang Yaowu would go to the ancestral hall in the mainland to worship every year during the Qingming Festival. Not to mention Jiang Miaomiao, who has always been very conscientious, and she would worship even more when she returned to the mainland to develop her career, asking her ancestors for blessings.
Bored, Ren Ziwei followed along again.
Jiang Miaomiao devoutly offered incense to the ancestors in the ancestral hall. Afterwards, she wandered around.
The ancestral hall has one main hall, two bedrooms, two small rooms, and two side rooms. The shape of the courtyard resembles a tiger or a lion, which is the famous "tiger descending the mountain" architectural layout in Chaoshan.
It appears to be under repair at the moment, with many people moving in and out of the ancestral hall, tearing down last year's red list, setting up a table to write this year's repair donation list, painting and dyeing, and repainting the beam diagrams, etc.
She strolled around, stopping occasionally to look at things, taking a total of ten minutes.
Just as I was about to leave, the donation list from last year was lying on the gate. I glanced at it casually, and among the three columns full of "Jiang Moumou, male", the line "Jiang Mian, female" stood out.
Jiang Mian?
Jiang Miaomiao instantly remembered the name; it was one of the few female businesswomen among the hundred famous businessmen in Pengcheng, and the one who shared the same surname as her.
So they were from the same Jiang clan ancestor?
"How interesting." Jiang Miaomiao chuckled to Ren Ziwei and walked over to the old man who was collecting money and writing down donations on a red list.
She introduced herself and exchanged a few pleasantries with Jiang Dongji, who was in charge of annual fundraising. She became familiar with him by virtue of their shared clan ties and even took the opportunity to inquire about the development of various branches of the Jiang clan in Pengcheng.
Having learned that many members of the Jiang family were doing well, with connections in both business and politics, she made a mental note of them, and then casually asked, "Oh, by the way, there's also a woman named Jiang Mian..."
"Jiang Mian, sigh, this child has been making a lot of fuss lately," Uncle Jiang sighed, his tone full of disappointment. "She doesn't want a good family, she insists on getting a divorce, and she's made the whole city aware of it. So what if a man goes out socializing and occasionally has affairs? She's well-fed and clothed, and they have a child, isn't that enough? In our old days, being able to eat your fill was a blessing. You say you're from Hong Kong, isn't it legal to have both wives and concubines there?"
He kept rambling on and on, complaining that Jiang Mian didn't know what was good for her.
After a long while, he was still rambling on.
Jiang Miaomiao deeply regretted asking that question so casually.
She listened patiently, hypocritically agreeing with his occasional "Don't you think so?", leading Uncle Jiang, who had been in charge of the ancestral hall for many years, to mistakenly believe she was sensible. Especially when Jiang Miaomiao generously donated one million yuan to the ancestral hall for repairs, he excitedly waved his hand and wrote Jiang Miaomiao's name at the top of the red list without hesitation, making sure the font was large enough to distinguish it from the donations of other Jiang clan members.
Uncle Jiang also made a promise that she must come to the ancestral hall renovation ceremony next month, and that he would introduce her to members of the Jiang clan at that time.
Having more friends makes life easier! Especially family members, who will definitely help and support each other.
Having achieved her goal, Jiang Miaomiao politely took her leave.
Back in the parking lot, she suddenly tossed the keys to Ren Ziwei, instructing him to drive. She rubbed her face, which had been strained by a forced smile, and finally revealed a genuine expression of disdain.
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