CEO's Reborn Wife-Chapter 1402 - 1410: Seeing You’re Quite Busy

A row of parallel sentences full of "again" and "again" poignantly expressed her mood.

She felt wronged, how could she not speak up?

Not only did she speak up, but she also made a flashy move by organizing a repost lottery event.

Now, with these one hundred 666 cash red envelopes, everyone on the internet went crazy reposting. Half an hour later, was there anyone who didn’t know about Jane Sampson’s grievance?

Who doesn’t know about it, step forward; someone will immediately recommend this Twitter thread to him, forcing him to repost and cry about Jane Sampson’s unfair treatment while waiting for the draw.

Once Jane Sampson sent out that tweet, the live broadcast platform faced even greater pressure.

Moreover, with Rock Bell looking like he was about to smash the company’s Technical Department, the person in charge of the live broadcast company was really having a hard time.

After posting the tweet, Jane Sampson threw her mobile phone on the sofa, then suddenly smirked mischievously, "Jillian Carter must be furious tonight, right?"

After thinking for a while, Jane Sampson picked up the phone again and called Rock Bell straightforwardly saying, "Sister Tin, I bet a pack of spicy strips that it was Jillian Carter who did this tonight. She’s good at being nasty, so I’ve decided to strike back."

"How will you strike back?" Rock Bell now didn’t care about why Jane Sampson was so sure. Even if it wasn’t Jillian Carter, Jane Sampson clearly disliked Jillian and wanted to mess with her, Rock Bell felt she had no reason to stop her.

"Help me find a few big V public figures to write some soft articles, the content should compare me and Jillian Carter. Make sure it emphasizes how great I am and how terrible Jillian Carter is. If Jillian Carter isn’t infuriated by this, I’ll write my name as Jane Sampson backwards!" Jane said.

"You’re comparing yourself to Jillian Carter? Have you lost your mind? What comparison can there be between a super popular actor and a minor internet celebrity?" Rock Bell almost rolled her eyes at Jane.

"Right, Sister Tin, you’re right, you’ve also reminded me of another trick," Jane said, "After the articles are out, please help me hire some paid posters to comment that comparing a minor internet celebrity to a super popular prestigious actor in these articles must mean the author has a screw loose. How could Jillian Carter ever measure up to someone like Jane Sampson?" Jane got even happier as she spoke.

"Only you would say and think of such a thing," Rock Bell sighed. It was true; if Jane Sampson could pull off organizing a lottery in a post about her grievances, what couldn’t she do?

In the entire industry, Jane Sampson was the first to operate like this.

And the only one.

That is precisely why the live broadcast company was thrown into chaos because of Jane Sampson’s unconventional tactics.

After ending the call with Rock Bell, Jane Sampson hummed a tune as she searched the whole living room for James Black.

The person who was standing there watching her make the call had disappeared at some point.

Jane Sampson didn’t find anyone in the bedroom or study and, on a sudden thought, ran straight to the kitchen. As soon as she entered, she indeed saw James Black filling up a jar with the small cookies she had just baked less than twenty minutes ago.

This jar was not one of those beautiful jars she specially ordered online for the winning fans.

Instead, it was one of those transparent jars, taller and fatter than James’s hand.

Upon seeing her come in, James immediately dumped the plate of small cookies into the jar with a swoosh. After emptying one plate, the jar was just over half full.

James reached for another plate to continue pouring.

Only when he filled the entire jar did James, satisfied, screw on the lid, took the jar, and left the living room. As he passed by Jane Sampson, he said, "You seemed busy, so I packed my share myself."

Jane Sampson watched James with the jar entering the study, she gritted her teeth, "I really want to elegantly tell you, go to hell~"

It hurts.

Is this guy insane?

Taking such a big jar back, is he planning to eat it for a year or so?

With James taking away more than half, Jane Sampson could only resign herself to go back to the kitchen to bake some more, and by the time she was finished, it was already more than an hour later.

During this time, James did not come out of the study at all.