Chapter 64: Running into an Ex-Girlfriend!

Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Qin Xiaoshu was deeply moved.

"Orange, to be honest, I only lent you thirty thousand yuan that night during the stone gambling. Whatever you earned was purely due to your own ability, and it had nothing to do with me whatsoever. There was no reason for you to give me half of it, yet you still generously split two million with me. I already felt guilty enough, and now that you've made even more money, I haven't done a single thing, Qin Xiaoshu. How could I possibly have the cheek to take half of it again?"

"Besides, I don't have any great abilities. Even if you gave me too much money, I wouldn't have the capacity to hold onto it. Didn't you say you were going to start a company? Just casually give me a small leadership position, and as long as there's a salary, that's enough!"

Reflecting on how they both lent him money, Murong Shan and Qin Xiaoshu's reactions upon learning that Jiang Cheng had struck it rich were worlds apart.

A person's character truly has very little to do with their net worth, or whether they are rich or poor.

This was precisely one of the main reasons why Jiang Cheng considered Qin Xiaoshu a brother for life.

Jiang Cheng smiled, knowing that Qin Xiaoshu was not a greedy person. It was completely normal for him to feel overwhelmed and unaccustomed to suddenly receiving a massive sum of money.

After a moment of thought, he decided to transfer twenty million yuan to Qin Xiaoshu anyway.

"Alright! Then we'll handle it as profit dividends at the end of the year! I'll transfer twenty million to you first, and if you ever need money in the future, just let me know!"

He wasn't short on cash right now anyway, and if Qin Xiaoshu had any needs, he could just ask. Jiang Cheng would always keep that share reserved for him.

Unable to refuse further, Qin Xiaoshu reluctantly accepted, though his eyes were brimming with tears as he looked at Jiang Cheng.

The three of them casually found a restaurant for lunch, hailed a cab, and headed straight for Qingzhou's largest auto mall.

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Tiantong International Auto Mall.

This was a large-scale automotive city located in the southern district of Qingzhou City.

4S dealerships of various brands were scattered across the area like stars in the sky. Naturally, there was no shortage of top-tier luxury car brands either.

Upon entering the showroom, Jiang Cheng did not encounter any of the sneering, condescending, brain-dead salespeople often found in stories. Having read plenty of urban face-slapping fiction, Jiang Cheng felt somewhat unaccustomed to this for a moment!

He somehow felt that a bit of interesting plot was missing.

A pure and lovely young saleswoman, dressed in a black professional suit paired with black silk stockings and high heels, swayed her hips slightly as she walked enthusiastically ahead to introduce the various models in the showroom to Jiang Cheng and his companions.

Her voice was sweet, and her attitude was warm.

Especially given her curvy figure and the plump roundness of her back view, Qin Xiaoshu caught himself unconsciously breaking into a mysterious smile at the corners of his mouth.

The group wandered around turning left and right for quite a while, their eyes nearly dazzled by the choices.

The saleswoman did not show the slightest trace of impatience throughout.

None of them had ever experienced such meticulous and considerate service before!

In their hearts, they couldn't help but sigh: it really is wonderful to have money!

Jiang Cheng naturally did not have a strong desire to pursue those top-tier supercars and luxury vehicles.

He had originally intended to buy two or three mid-range cars simply to serve as daily transportation.

However, unable to withstand the saleswoman's gentle persistence and enthusiastic recommendations, he eventually couldn't help but climb inside a black Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon.

The moment his bottom touched the seat cushion, he found himself completely unable to tear himself away.

Stroking the wonderfully textured steering wheel, Jiang Cheng fell more and more in love with it the longer he looked.

Qin Xiaoshu, sitting in the back, was like Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking left and right, touching this and that, his eyes revealing pure adoration!

They always said every man held a G-Wagon in his heart, and that saying truly wasn't wrong at all.

The saleswoman smiled and reminded them, "Sir, it seems you really like this car. If you are interested, I think you should seize the opportunity. Our dealership only received two in-stock G-Wagons this month. If you miss this month, you'll have to wait until next month!"

She was very professional. Although she could tell from Jiang Cheng's casual attire that he probably couldn't afford it, she still recited her pitch as required.

She was not one of those brain-dead snobs who judged people by their clothes!

Rich people had all sorts of odd quirks. Just because Jiang Cheng was wearing cheap street clothes didn't mean anything.

Who could truly know if Jiang Cheng had money or not?

She had no intention of missing out on a potential sale just because of her own superficial judgment!

Besides, as a salesperson, all she needed to do was serve every customer with sincerity and dedication.

Just as Jiang Cheng was about to say "I'll take both of them" and proceed to payment and contracts, a familiar female voice suddenly drifted in through the car window.

Jiang Cheng and Qin Xiaoshu exchanged glances, furrowing their brows as they looked toward the source of the voice.

The woman speaking was none other than Jiang Cheng's ex-girlfriend, Song Yi.

Song Yi was dressed in a tight black hip-hugging dress, carrying a lychee-leather Hermès handbag, and affectionately hooked onto the arm of a young man, looking thoroughly pleased with herself.

She cooed coquettishly, "Honey, this G-Wagon is so handsome! Won't you buy me one, please?"

Wu Liang rubbed his nose, gave a dry cough, and said, "Ahem... Xiaoyi! You know how it is, my dad has placed me under financial sanctions lately, so things are a bit tight!"

"But I really, really love it! How about we do an installment plan, honey, and I can just pay it off slowly every month?"

Hearing this, a flash of obvious disgust crossed the young man's eyes, though he quickly masked it.

In his heart, he had already cursed Song Yi and all her ancestors down to the eighteenth generation.

If he hadn't been dead drunk that night, failed to use protection, and hit the bullseye on the very first try, combined with his fear of damaging his father's reputation as a professor in Peking University's archaeology department, how could he possibly have allowed himself to be trapped by the blackmail of worn-out goods like Song Yi, who had been with who knows how many men?

The only reason he was swallowing his insults and fawning over her with false smiles was precisely to trick Song Yi into getting an abortion.

To achieve this, he had even gone so far as to use his father's connections to help Song Yi pass the graduate school retake exam.

He also constantly showered her with luxury bags and cosmetics, all to make Song Yi lower her guard.

Of course, while the cheaper bags were real, those luxury bags worth tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan had been pre-arranged with boutique stores as high-end replicas!

Song Yi was a bottomless pit, constantly demanding this and that. If he kept feeding her expensive habits, no family fortune could withstand it!

Previously, buying bags didn't matter since they didn't cost much.

But now, this creature actually had the audacity to open her mouth and ask for a Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon?

Just this single vehicle cost over four million yuan on the road.

And this cheap woman actually had the nerve to ask him to set up an installment plan?

Wu Liang was filled with boundless rage with nowhere to vent.

Suppressing his anger, he smiled and said, "Xiaoyi! We're still students, and we're currently involved in the excavation of the Qingzhou Yuan Dynasty tomb. You know my dad's position; driving a G-Wagon to the site would really send a bad message! Why don't I buy you another handbag instead?"

Wu Liang quickly came up with a very convincing excuse.

In any case, this cheap bitch Song Yi couldn't tell the difference between real and replica bags anyway; he wouldn't feel a hint of pain no matter how many he bought her!

A trace of disappointment flashed in Song Yi's eyes, but she still put on an obedient act and nodded.

Yet, she couldn't help but glance once more in the direction of the Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon.

It was just a glance, but it led her to suddenly spot a familiar figure stepping out from inside the vehicle.

It was Jiang Cheng.

For a moment, she froze in place!

Wasn't he blind in one eye?

Did his eyes get better?

What is he doing here?

Could it be that he heard I was back in Qingzhou and is trying to stalk me?

Jiang Cheng originally had no desire to pay attention to Song Yi, but the conversation between her and Wu Liang had just piqued his interest.

He had caught keywords like "Qingzhou Yuan Dynasty tomb" and "excavation."

His mind immediately connected this to the batch of cultural relics that Huang Kun was preparing to let the Bee Sect smuggle out of the country.

He had originally intended to take down Huang Kun and the Bee Sect in one fell swoop, but had been troubled by a lack of clues and didn't know where to start.

He never expected such an unexpected windfall.

Therefore, Jiang Cheng got out of the car, intending to extract some useful information from this pair.