Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 276 - 14: The Disabled Tycoon’s Ex-Wife Refuses to Be a Scapegoat (14)
Jiang’s mother belatedly asked a question.
"So? Did you lend it to her?"
Father Jiang sat down and took the tea handed to him by the servant, sighed, and then nodded.
"What else could I have done? You know your daughter’s temperament. She’s always thinking about how to trick her dad."
"Dad, that’s twenty billion!"
Jiang Ruantian, who seldom interrupted, couldn’t help but shout, her eyes filled with incredulous anger.
In the past, the indulgence without boundaries was somewhat harmless.
But now Jiang Lai is getting more and more outrageous, asking for twenty billion outright, and Dad just straightforwardly gave it to her!
Is he really going to watch his hard-built group be ruined by Jiang Lai?
Father Jiang didn’t expect Jiang Ruantian beside him to have such a big reaction, but upon reflection, he could understand; it’s normal for a young girl not experienced in life to be startled.
"She knows what she’s doing; you don’t need to worry. Rest assured."
Rest assured?
Jiang Ruantian gripped the fruit knife in her hand tightly, wondering how she could ever be at ease!
Such boundless indulgence will definitely lead Jiang Lai to squander all of Jiang Group’s money, and when that happens, she’ll be implicated!
Initially, she thought of making a name for herself in the entertainment industry before naturally asking Father Jiang for her demands, but now she can’t wait any longer.
"Dad, my sister hasn’t graduated from university yet, and her social experience is lacking. Is it safe to give her that much money? Should I communicate with her properly? Maybe my sister’s been deceived by someone."
At first, Father Jiang indeed suspected such a scenario, but quickly ruled it out.
Jiang Lai, that girl, was born for business; previously unnoticed, and ever since he gave her a company to manage, her investment talent made even him as a father feel inadequate.
"This isn’t something you need to worry about now. Your job is to study well, and after you graduate, do whatever you want."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruantian’s heart tightened.
His words meant she wouldn’t need to get involved in the family’s affairs in the future.
Indeed, like a glimpse in a dream, no matter how hard she tried, she’d never fit into this family. Despite being related by blood, in their eyes, she’d always just be an outsider.
Although so much money had been given away, Father Jiang seemed in good spirits, not worried at all, even eating a lot more during dinner.
All night, Jiang Ruantian didn’t sleep well.
The next day, while going to school, the driver routinely dropped her off at the school gate. As she was entering, a man on a bicycle suddenly swept past, directly knocking the daydreaming Jiang Ruantian into the side greenery.
The man also fell to the ground, quickly standing up upon seeing the girl he knocked over, and reached out his hand to Jiang Ruantian.
"Are you okay? I’m terribly sorry."
Jiang Ruantian frowned, suppressing her internal gloom, looking at the boy in front of her.
"Why are you cycling so fast on campus?"
"Sorry, I was running late for my first class, so I was a bit hurried. Let me take you to the infirmary."
Jiang Ruantian tugged on his sleeve to get up, looking at him once more; he appeared white and clean, genteel and handsome—somewhat familiar.
He seemed like the boy who once spoke to Jiang Lai outside the auditorium; at that moment, she noticed his wrist was scraped and slightly bleeding.
At this moment, Jiang Ruantian’s attitude slightly changed.
"Your hand is injured; I have band-aids on me."
"It’s nothing, just a minor wound. Are you alright?"
"Better to put one on. I’m fine."
Saying so, Jiang Ruantian promptly took out a band-aid from her bag and then reached out to the boy.
"Give me your hand."
The boy’s face slightly reddened; he hesitated after looking at Jiang Ruantian’s face but still extended his hand.
Jiang Ruantian applied a pink strawberry band-aid, then looked up and gave him a gentle smile.
"Don’t rush when cycling. Aren’t you in a hurry for class? Go ahead."
"Let me give you a ride... Don’t misunderstand, your skirt is torn, and walking might be inconvenient."
So, amidst the beautiful surroundings of the campus, the handsome, genteel boy gave a ride to the lovely and beautiful girl, navigating through the crowd along Swan Lake.
The boy took Jiang Ruantian directly to her classroom door.
"Oh right, my name’s Tao Xinzhu, senior year, Accounting, Class Three. What about you?"
"I’m Jiang Ruantian, sophomore, Media Studies."
As soon as she sat down in class, a girl behind her softly asked.
"Was that Tao Xinzhu just now at the door?"
"Yes, what’s up? Do you know him too?"
The girl looked at Jiang Ruantian’s pure face and instinctively shook her head.
"Not exactly knowing, just heard of him. He’s quite popular."
"Oh, why?"
The girl glanced around, seeing Jiang Ruantian’s curiosity, couldn’t resist whispering.
"Has to do with your sister; he and your sister apparently used to be quite close. Heard they’re childhood sweethearts."
"Childhood sweethearts?"
Jiang Ruantian slightly smiled.
"How romantic, childhood sweethearts."
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The internal bidding for Leigou Network’s acquisition began, and Mo Zhoujing promptly had his bid submitted.
"This time, with Leigou Network’s bankruptcy, we estimate the acquisition price can be pressed below thirty billion; after all, it’s a hot potato for anyone right now—almost no one would be willing to pay a hefty sum to take it over."
Over here, the secretary was conducting research and analysis, while Mo Zhoujing reviewed Leigou Network’s financial statements over recent years, speaking in a flat tone.
"Have the acquisition wrapped up by 9 PM tonight."
"Yes."
Mo Zhoujing was completely unconcerned about this acquisition.
For other companies, Leigou Network is a mess, but for him, it has significant utility.
He originally thought nothing unexpected would happen, but at 9 PM, the head of Strategic Investment called.
After the secretary answered the call, their expression shifted slightly, hurriedly entering the office.
"Boss, there’s been a problem. Apart from us, other companies have also engaged in the bidding acquisition, and their bid is fifty billion higher than ours."
Mo Zhoujing raised his brows.
"Which company?"
"Enyuan Charity Company under Jiang Group; they offered a price of two hundred and fifty billion. Luckily, before the bidding started, our people already scouted their price, otherwise, we’d lose the bid to Enyuan Company this time!"
Mo Zhoujing pressed his lips together, soon curling them up indifferently.
"Then add another hundred billion."
"This would exceed our previous budget."
Originally planning to keep the price under thirty billion, now Enyuan’s abrupt entry requires spending an extra hundred billion.
"Do you have a better solution?"
Mo Zhoujing’s gaze turned cold, prompting the secretary beside him to hurriedly shake their head.
"Sorry, I lost my composure."
