After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 8 The Sugar Daddy
With another sip of red wine, the man's eyes shimmered even more.

Behind him, the butler wept uncontrollably: "Young Master! Young Master! Please, please don't drink anymore. Your health isn't good. You almost died out there half a year ago, and you barely escaped with your life..."

The man glanced at him lightly: "Annoying."

The butler cried even harder: "Please, young master! You are the only heir of FY. If you get into trouble while drinking, the old man will chop up my whole family..."

The man's peach blossom eyes gleamed slightly: "Don't make a sound, I'm going to reply to a message."

His long, slender fingers tapped the WeChat chat window and began typing:
The sullen cat: [This broken island is worthless... There's this Li Yubai in China who's always making my life miserable. How about we see who can slash his face?]

A few seconds later——

The Queen's loyal dog: [...]

Inside the luxury car, Li Yubai stared inscrutablely at the group members whose IDs he couldn't identify, his mind racing with a list of mortal enemies. After a few seconds of silence, he typed a line:

The Queen's Loyal Dog: [Face is worthless. Our patron isn't interested in men...]

Bliss: [Ha! You're wrong! She's extremely envious, but doesn't dare to take advantage—who does Li Yubai think he is! If we're going to compete, let's see who can cripple Yan Yu, who has billions of female fans, first! Believe it or not, if he's not crippled, he might be our sugar daddy's next target.]

Mahjong Master: [...Could it be that he has already joined you?]

Bliss: [So you are?]

Mahjong Master: [No! I wasn't! I was just saying that.]

Bliss: [You'd better not be.]

Mahjong Master: [If you're a man, be ruthless! How about we blow up the world's number one arms base? Hell difficulty level, whoever succeeds, everyone else automatically quits.]

Bliss: [Ha!]

Mahjong Master: [What are you 'hehing' about? Do you perhaps have connections to that base?]

Bliss: [No! I didn't! I was just chuckling.]

Mahjong Master: [Should we play or not?]

Dear patron: [Group announcement #1: Anyone who excludes others or cuts off my revenue stream will be kicked out.]

The group chat was quiet for a few seconds.

Then, sensing the situation, she changed the subject and continued to probe.

The Queen's Loyal Dog: [My lord, I'm planning to wear a starry night blue outfit to see you tonight. Do you like that color?]

Sparrow God: […]

The smug cat: [Are you in China, by her side?]

The smug cat: [@Sponsor, is the dog next to you prettier, or my bath picture from last time? Hmm?]

Bliss: [???]

Beiming Youyu: 【！！！】

Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.

Outside the senior high school classroom.

Jiang Shu stood in the corridor, looking at the various messy messages in the group, and suddenly regretted creating the group.

She checked her phone; the morning reading bell was about to ring in a minute. She casually typed a few warnings in the group chat and hurriedly ran to the office.

Dear patron: [Second announcement in the group: Anyone who engages in jealousy or rivalry will be kicked out.]

Dear patron: [Group announcement #3: Anyone who tries to seduce the group owner with their looks will be kicked out.]

Dear Boss: [Group Announcement #4: Anyone who fails to pay the daily rent on time will be kicked out.]

Dear Sponsor: [I'm going to class now, my phone is off, please mute and do not disturb.]

The group quieted down temporarily.

However, in the shadows of the internet, another strange and unpredictable situation is brewing...

imperial capital.

stadium.

During intermission at the concert, which drew massive crowds, Yan Yu's name was everywhere in a sea of ​​fluorescent lights. In the dressing room, a boy as exquisite as an elf turned on his computer.

Behind him, the agent was getting a little frantic: "Little rascal, the second half is about to start, what are you doing playing on the computer at a time like this!"

The boy's almond-shaped eyes, like those of a young deer, narrowed slightly: "Let me see what kind of monster dares to steal my man—and even wants to cripple me?"

His finger traced over the names of each member in the group chat—

"A dog, a cat, a fish, a bird..."

The computer started up, and the boy's fingers moved in a blur as he wrote code on the screen that his manager couldn't understand...

ten minutes later.

"Tracking blocked?" The boy was slightly taken aback. "Those four bastards all have defense-grade firewalls? Interesting!"

Jiangcheng No.1 Middle School.

Senior Three Office.

After turning off her phone and handing it to the teacher for safekeeping, she took out a thousand yuan and respectfully handed it over.

Zhou Houde was startled: "Where did you get so much money in just one night! What... what did you do last night?"

"I've closed a small deal, the legal and legitimate kind," Jiang Shu said politely. "Please be sure to accept the money for the phone, teacher!"

The classroom of Class 27 in the third year of high school was still noisy during the morning reading session.

But Jiang Shu found listening to her classmates gossip much more interesting than reading the boring texts in the morning.

So when Jiang Shu, the discipline committee member, stepped into the classroom again, and the students reflexively picked up their books, she coughed lightly and said, "It's okay, you can continue."

The way her classmates looked at her was no longer one of simple fear, but rather one of recognition and understanding from those who shared her values.

Jiang Shu doesn't need a sense of recognition, but she does need to absorb a lot of interesting stories and knowledge that she wouldn't have access to in a backward village.

So, under the guise of checking discipline, she approached one of the girls and asked, "Name?"

"Lin, Lin Shuangshuang".

"Did I just hear you say something about an auction? There are some priceless treasures there?" Jiang Shu pulled up a chair and sat down next to Lin Shuangshuang.

Lin Shuangshuang swallowed hard, noticing the bright eyes behind the girl's glasses, and couldn't bear to spoil the mood.
"I heard it from my grandfather. He's the president of the Jiangcheng Auction House. He said that three years ago at the H Country International Auction, there was a treasure that a mysterious tycoon bought for 300 million, and even when the price rose to 400 million, he refused to let it go. Recently, for some reason, he suddenly agreed to sell it, and he even handed it over to the Jiangcheng Auction House. My grandfather was overjoyed."

"A hundred million..." Jiang Shu said enviously, "That's so rich—what kind of treasure is it?"

Lin Shuangshuang: "It's an antique pipe."

“Oh, a pipe…” Jiang Shu lost interest, got up, and walked towards another classmate.

The student, being very perceptive, said, "Hello, Jiang Shu, my name is Zhang Chu."

"You just said something big happened on the luxury shopping street these past two days?" Jiang Shu asked curiously. "Was it a robbery or a murder? Do you need my help to catch the culprit? Is there a reward for catching the bad guy?"

Jiang Chu's face turned red: "It's not that big of a deal. It's just that my uncle works for JS, an internationally renowned clothing brand. He was suddenly promoted, and it was a triple promotion."

"JS?" Jiang Shu remembered them; after all, their clothes were not only of good quality, but their manager was also very good at handling people. "What's the big deal about this?"

"It's not a big deal. It's just that my uncle has been in the manager position for many years. He was supposed to be laid off this year, but this sudden promotion made me feel a little emotional."

Jiang Shu nodded and walked to another spot: "I remember you, Qin Dou."

Qin Dou's face flushed red: "I sat next to you for a whole day, and helped you copy notes all day... and all you remember is me?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Jiang Shu sat down in her seat, her eyes gleaming as she looked at him. "I just heard you talking about the most lucrative part-time jobs in Jiangcheng right now?"

Qin Dou paused for a moment: "You want to make money?"

“I’m short of money,” Jiang Shu said, distressed. “Extremely short. You can’t imagine how much I spend! I not only want to make money, but I have to make a lot of money. Small amounts are just a drop in the bucket, not enough at all…”

"But the college entrance exam is coming up soon..."

"It won't interfere with my studies, I've found a tutor." Jiang Shu urged, "Regarding part-time jobs, pick the one that pays the best, and tell me more about it?"

"I--"

Qin Dou had just opened his mouth when Jiang Shu's expression suddenly turned serious: "Get your thoughts organized first, we'll talk after class—the morning reading inspector is here!"

(End of this chapter)