Chapter 21: A Great Start for You: I'm a Socialite
Unfortunately, Wang Tiejun was unaware that his biological daughter had been replaced, so he had no way of knowing her motives.
Wang Xiaoji's parents were just doing it incidentally; she simply couldn't stand people around her not bending down to pick up money they'd clearly stepped on. She'd say something, and if they still didn't pick it up, she wouldn't interfere, but she'd subconsciously keep her distance. After all, people with different values shouldn't associate with each other.
The real jerk is herself.
After successfully purchasing 500 large meat buns and earning 75 yuan (the travel expenses were covered by the soap factory), she is now embarking on the path of selling recipes.
Hey there! Ever heard of their secret-recipe chicken feet and braised roast duck? They're the latest hot dishes at Jinning Grand Hotel! They also have Sichuan pepper chicken and braised chicken feet, both of which taste pretty good.
She wanted to sell them in Xin County and make a little money along the way.
Early Sunday morning, Wang Xiao, who had transformed his working life into that of an entrepreneur, boarded a passenger bus with his bags and belongings.
Fortunately, she had a capable follower, Tang Yicheng; otherwise, carrying all those bags and bundles, it would have been incredibly difficult to leave the house.
After getting in the car, Wang Xiao, unusually, didn't go through the process of mentally refining her money-making plan, but instead closed her eyes and took a nap. She had been running around for days, her shoes were worn thin, and she was exhausted; she needed a rest.
She was half asleep when she suddenly heard a commotion. She instinctively opened her eyes and was surprised to find several lumps of mud on the front window of the bus.
The car stopped for some reason, and the shouting and cursing came from outside. The driver muttered something and reached for a button.
Wang Xiao shuddered and blurted out, "Don't open the door!"
However, it was too late.
In this era, it's common for buses to pick up passengers mid-journey. It's also a well-known unspoken rule that passengers who board halfway through the journey pay less than they would have paid for their tickets, and that the difference is split between the driver and the ticket seller.
The driver has already opened the car door.
The young men who boarded the bus were aggressive. One of them punched the driver, yelling, "You son of a bitch, that's why you wouldn't open the door!"
Wang Xiao was originally sitting in the aisle seat, but she found the car window too cold and couldn't stand it when she leaned her head against it.
Seeing that things were not going well, Tang Yicheng tugged at her arm, signaling her to move inside.
The young man who jumped into the car shouted angrily, "Don't move, damn it, not a single one of you is allowed to move! Drive, you son of a bitch, do you hear me?"
The driver had two tubes of blood flowing from under his nose after being hit, but he still managed to drive the car shakily.
Wang Xiao and Tang Yicheng exchanged a glance, and before they could even whisper to each other, the five men had already drawn their gleaming silver knives: "Don't move! Hand over all your money. You all better behave yourselves!"
The entire bus of passengers was terrified, and Wang Xiao felt all the blood rush to his head.
Good heavens, she knows the security situation is bad these days, so they specifically chose to leave in the morning. Because it's said that robberies usually happen in the evening or at night, especially on deserted roads.
Their car is completely out of the ordinary.
It is clear that crimes, like rape cases, have absolutely nothing to do with what the victim was wearing or whether they had been drinking.
Wang Xiao had decided to sleep on the bus, so she and Tang Yicheng sat towards the back. The robbery had already begun ahead. A bespectacled student-looking boy cried out in a sob, "I have no money—", before being punched in the head, which slammed into the window, causing blood to gush out.
The passengers on the bus gasped in surprise, and some even cried out.
But something even crueler happened next. One of the robbers forced the young girl to take off her clothes, saying he needed to check if she had any money. Her male companion, who had been all lovey-dovey with her since they got in the car—whether he was her boyfriend or husband or not—shrunk to the side without uttering a sound.
Damn, he's really got a hard fist!
Before Wang Xiao transmigrated into the book, he once encountered an old rogue chasing after a young girl for her WeChat when he was having late-night barbecue. When the girl refused, he grabbed her and tried to shove her head into a pot of hot, bubbling spicy Sichuan peppercorn soup that had just been served.
Without saying a word, Wang Xiao grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it over the old hooligan's head. She was kicked to the ground by the old hooligan's accomplice, but she didn't back down and continued to act crazy by picking up a stool.
She was later taken to the police station, but she remained calm. She had no intention of taking her job in the system anyway, so she wasn't afraid of having a record of it on her file.
As for going to court and getting into a mess, that's perfect, she's a top influencer earning millions a month, she has the money and energy to fight it out.
The bigger the commotion, the higher the attention it attracts, and the more traffic it generates.
In short, she never backed down.
No sooner said than done, before she could even raise her voice in protest (which she was not capable of anyway), the robber had already grabbed a knife and pressed it against her, leering at her with a lecherous smile: "Come on, take off your clothes, and let me give you a good check-up."
With a mournful face, Wang Xiao shakily took off his coat, and without saying a word, spread it out and covered the two robbers' heads with it.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Yicheng, like the legendary collarbone-breaking technique in martial arts dramas, leaped out from the inner seat, placing his feet on the necks of the two robbers, one on each side.
The two men who were kicked only managed to let out a muffled groan before collapsing onto the car seats next to them, unconscious.
Then, unsurprisingly, Wang Xiao heard a bunch of screams.
To be honest, for a moment, she had a fit of aversion to stupidity.
Shout, shout, shout your ancestors for eighteen generations! What are you pretending to be dead for? Stop yelling! Get your feet moving! Some of you, kick; some of you, punch. Do you really want the robbers to strip you naked, throw you all out of the car, and run you over before they're satisfied?
She couldn't care less about whether innocent civilians would be harmed. Everyone was risking their lives; who owed whom anything? Even if everyone on the bus died, as long as she survived, she wouldn't feel a single ounce of guilt.
Without hesitation, Wang Xiao delivered a groin kick, aiming to eliminate any potential threats to the robber who was lying on top of the woman opposite him.
Tsk, the robber, who had finally been awakened by the soul-calling wailing, turned pale, clutched his genitals, and collapsed again.
Tang Yicheng had already rushed to the middle of the carriage and punched the robber who had publicly raped the girl in the back of the neck, instantly knocking him unconscious. Then he got into a fight with the remaining two robbers.
Wang Xiao grabbed a bag from the luggage rack and smashed a lunchbox of spicy chicken feet over the head of another robber who was slowly waking up. Good heavens, these aluminum lunchboxes are really something these days. The train windows were fogged up in the dead of winter, and the carriage was dimly lit; even Wang Xiao couldn't tell if the bright red stain on the robber's head was blood from the blow or thick, sticky chili oil.
Miraculously, the woman who had been screaming at the top of her lungs suddenly seemed to come to her senses. She took the handkerchief that had been tied around her head and used it to strangle the robber who was covering his groin. She screamed "Ah ah" as she desperately tried to strangle him. She screamed so loudly that Wang Xiao suspected that she would probably pass out from the screaming before the robber was even choked unconscious.
The two men on the other side acted like idiots. Even though the robber who had been attacked with spicy chicken feet was already down, they could have easily knocked him out with a single step on his face. Instead, they just pretended to be dead, clutching their bags and not moving an inch.
The robber managed to get up again, grabbing his knife and lunging at Wang Xiao.
Unlucky Wang Xiao could only instinctively lift the schoolbag that was slung over his shoulder.
Honestly, for a moment, she doubted whether she had truly integrated into this world. Because in such a tense moment, her first reaction was: Damn it, this big meat bun in the bag is ruined, it's all punctured, and the aroma of such rich meat juice is amazing.
This bag contains 40 of them, a whole big bag full. My initial investment of 18 yuan has gone down the drain.
Then she pushed her schoolbag forward with all her might, and a large, fragrant meat bun rolled out of the torn bag.
Just then, an elderly woman nearby also came to her senses, mustered her courage, picked up the can of food in her hand, and smashed it hard against the robber's head. The robber, probably blinded by the sight, couldn't see clearly, stepped on the large meat bun, and collapsed.
If this were a movie, Wang Xiao would definitely laugh himself to death.
What is karma? This is a perfect example.
Unfortunately, she couldn't laugh because the robber slipped and lunged at her.
She instinctively ducked into the empty inner seat, her body jolted by the force of the impact, and her head went blank. She didn't know if she hit the car window or the sharp corner of the seat, but her vision went black and she fainted.
It's good that you're dizzy; if you open your eyes, you might go back to normal.
Sigh, they should have used that ten thousand yuan to buy some monkey stamps or something, so that the Wang family could at least have some to increase their wealth.
After all, with the original owner's obsession with love, even if the old couple worked themselves to death, they still couldn't fill the hole.
Alas, the idea that parents love their children so much that they plan far ahead for them is utterly ridiculous.
No one is more important than yourself; there is no one in the world more important than yourself.
Even if they are your own children, if they become vampires, you have to cut ties with them in time, let go of your urge to help others, and respect their fate. Adult children are independent; how they are raised is their own business, and no one should morally blackmail anyone else.
When Wang Xiao groggily opened his eyes again and saw a blurry, magnified face, he really wanted to ask, "Comrade, what year is it this year?"
She's been doing this for a month or so; I wonder how chaotic her account management has become. She really needs to avoid losing a large number of active followers. Inactive followers can only create a facade; only active followers truly support her.
Hmm, would anyone believe her if she said she transmigrated into a book? Saying it would attract fans, but if her account is banned for spreading feudal superstition, it would be a huge loss.
She still wants to strive for the next ten million.
Wang Xiao was lost in thought when suddenly a loud shout jolted him awake.
Dr. Chen burst into tears: "You brat, you're going to kill me! Who told you to rush forward like that?"
Alright, stop overthinking. You didn't turn around.
Wang Xiao, overjoyed by his dream of ten million, was very realistic about the few dozen yuan in front of him and had to reluctantly remind Ms. Chen Yanqiu: "Mom, steamed buns, 460 steamed buns, I'm taking them to the soap factory."
500 steamed buns is no small number; each one weighs about 300 grams and has a considerable weight and volume. The large suitcase couldn't hold them all, so she and Tang Yicheng each carried 40 and 60 buns respectively. The 40 buns in her bag were ruined, but the remaining 460 could probably be saved.
Earning 15 cents per bird, 460 birds would be 69 yuan. Even after deducting the loss of 18 yuan, that's still 51 yuan.
Well, this deal wasn't a loss.
If it weren't for the fact that she was on the verge of death, Dr. Chen, still possessing some professional ethics, would have definitely slapped this troublesome brat to death. What kind of time is this? He doesn't even look at her condition, still thinking about meat buns.
"Bao Bao Bao, I'm missing a steamed bun!"
Wang Xiao tried to reason with people: "I promised the soap factory I would bring it to them, and they've been waiting for several days."
Like most parts of the world, industrial zones are clustered together, and factories in county towns are also concentrated in the same area.
After the news spread that she had brought Jinning meat buns to the soap factory workers last time, workers from other factories also asked acquaintances to come to her door this time, and everyone was extremely enthusiastic.
Firstly, her transportation capacity is limited, and secondly, scarcity drives up prices, so appropriate scarcity marketing is essential; otherwise, she could easily sell 1,000 large meat buns in one trip.
Customers have been eagerly awaiting the goods for so long; as the supplier, she has to deliver them even if it's raining knives. Otherwise, if her reputation is ruined, how can she win back consumers' trust next time?
With a "thump," the ward door opened.
The soap factory manager and the factory office director, sweating profusely, rushed to the bedside, their eyes brimming with tears, and tried to grasp Wang Xiao's hand: "Engineer Wang, we all know you've dedicated yourself to the soap factory. On behalf of all the employees of our soap factory, I thank you."
Look at him, what a good comrade! Even at this time, he is still thinking about the soap factory workers, afraid that they might be dissatisfied in the slightest.
Wang Xiao was so frightened that she almost jumped out of bed.
Why? She's just making a little extra money on the side; there's no need to get so worked up.
Dr. Chen cried even harder: "You stubborn girl, why are you being so argumentative? If they want to rob you, just give them the money, okay?"
Wang Xiao couldn't move at all; any movement would make her vomit. Now, her head was about to explode from crying, and she could only manage to say, "This isn't about money."
She wouldn't risk her life if she could just rob a few hundred to avoid trouble. But robbery is like the Japanese invading a village; it's often accompanied by rape and murder. Of course, she had to fight back while she still could.
A series of disordered footsteps sounded nearby, and then a person with a microphone inexplicably appeared in front of Wang Xiao's hospital bed.
She was so dizzy that she couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but she could hear their voice. It was a young woman with a strangely sweet voice: "Comrade, you said it wasn't about money, so what made you step forward and fight back at the crucial moment, thus saving the lives of everyone on the bus?"
Wang Xiao was completely dumbfounded.
microphone?
Who carries a microphone around outside these days?
Good heavens! A reporter, this is...
She's going to be on TV, isn't she?
In 1990, television was the most influential and widespread medium of communication.
Good heavens, if I had known she would become a celebrity after transmigrating into the book, I would have practiced yoga every day to ensure I appeared in the best possible light.
Good heavens! Thank goodness it's winter, otherwise the extra little bit of fat on her belly would definitely affect her ability to gain fans.
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