Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat! Chapter 267 - 5: The Disabled Tycoon’s Ex-Wife Refuses to Be

Jiang Lai stared at his face. Upon closer inspection, he found he looked even more attractive than on stage. Aside from his eyebrows and lips, there was no makeup anywhere else. His skin was fair and delicate, and most importantly, he had a pair of exceptionally bright and slender eyes that made one feel delighted just by looking at them.

No wonder he’s a future Best Actor; he mastered the art of playing roles even when he was still a nobody.

But since he himself is good-looking and young, this is sothing Jiang Lai is confident about.

Ignoring Mo Zhoujing beside him, Jiang Lai continued chatting with Lu Yao.

"Yes, I think you’re pretty good at singing and dancing. How about considering it?"

Lu Yao didn’t know much about Jiang Lai. He only knew she was the eldest daughter of the Jiang Family, and because the Jiang Family had no son, all the future industries would belong to Jiang Lai.

Here, no matter how she compares to others, in the eyes of these people, Jiang Lai is considered a top-notch rich heir.

As a newcor trying to stand out, it’s not a bad idea to let go of so things and take shortcuts.

"It’s my honor to work under President Jiang. I certainly couldn’t ask for more, and now I’m a bit flattered."

"No worries. I’m a person who cares about first impressions. If you think it over, just tell your conditions directly. Co to my company tomorrow for a detailed discussion."

After speaking, Jiang Lai left him a business card, picked up her bag and stood up slowly. After leaving a donation check of a million with the organizers, she took a car and left.

As she was about to get in the car, she saw Mo Zhoujing behind her. He looked at Jiang Lai with a scrutinizing gaze, but even after being noticed, he remained calm and composed, even nodding slightly to greet her.

Jiang Lai responded with a smile.

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After getting in the car, the secretary beside Mo Zhoujing handed over a piece of information.

"This ti, that Swiss investor Mike did attend the party and chatted with Miss Jiang for a long ti before leaving. Boss, could it be that she ca for a collaboration too?"

Mo Zhoujing, looking at the information about Mike in his hand, spoke in a flat tone.

"So what if she did? Mike has always been known as the hyena abroad. He goes wherever there’s profit."

"Then this collaboration is one you must have."

"Arrange for soone to watch what Jiang Lai does in the next few days."

The black car slowly drove away, while Jiang Lai was sitting in the back of her luxury car, crossing her legs, sipping the wine handed by her assistant, and listening to the news Little Buding overheard from Mo Zhoujing’s side.

"It seems your decision to invest in the Jiang Bridge has piqued Mo Zhoujing’s curiosity."

"He can’t sit still now?"

Back at the company, Jiang Lai summoned the CFO.

"How much investnt does the company currently have in stocks and securities?"

"Including the angel investnt and MBP we bought last year, it’s about 140 million in total."

"Okay, please handle these for now. I need as much liquidity as possible."

The CFO was incredulous.

"Boss, the investnts outside are the only profitable projects we have. If we sell them, our company’s profit rate will drastically decrease, which will seriously affect the company’s stock!"

"I know, thank you for your hard work."

After saying so, Jiang Lai made a call to the bank.

Little Buding watched her actions.

"Isn’t this too risky? If you fail, you might lose everything."

"I just love taking risks. Besides, my old man has so money too, so I’m not afraid."

It was the first ti Little Buding had seen soone unabashedly describe leeching off their parents, and for a mont couldn’t find the right words to scold her.

That night, Jiang Lai watched the phone on the table as the ti slowly reached 9:30, and finally, the phone rang.

"Hello, Mike."

Father Jiang, upon knowing Jiang Lai sold off all the charity company’s outside investnt stocks and securities, felt a pain in his heart and nearly couldn’t catch his breath.

At the dining table, he stood up silently without a word and returned to his study. After a while, there was a knock on the door.

The door wasn’t closed. It was Zhou Ruantian, holding a bowl of porridge, walking in.

"Dad, you didn’t eat much tonight. I asked the kitchen to make so seafood porridge. You should have so."

Father Jiang looked at his youngest daughter with relief, sighing.

"If only your sister was as sensible and worry-free as you."

"My sister is ambitious, capable, and has her own ideas. Dad, don’t force her to do things she doesn’t want to do. I don’t know what I can do for this family as soone new here, so if you have any worries, feel free to talk to . Maybe I can’t help, but at least it’ll feel better after saying it."

Father Jiang smiled.

"I know you’re a sensible child. Your mom’s had back pain for so long, and despite seeing doctors for years, it wasn’t useful. Today, you massaged her a bit, and she said she felt much better. Ruan Tian, thank you."

"We’re family, so please don’t say such things. Otherwise, I’ll feel distanced from this family."

Father Jiang nodded and suddenly recalled sothing.

"I never asked you before because I was worried you’d overthink it, but I do want to ask your opinion on the surna issue. Your mother and I thought about finding a ti to change it. If you’re used to it and don’t want to change it, we respect your decision."

Upon hearing about changing the surna, Zhou Ruantian knew that Father Jiang and Jiang’s mother were finally beginning to accept her.

In her dreams, issues over the surna had caused unpleasantness with Father Jiang and Jiang’s mother, allowing Jiang Han to take advantage and further disappoint and alienate them.

This ti, she simply nodded obediently.

"Dad, saying I don’t miss my previous ho would be a lie. After all, that’s where I was raised. Although I’ve used this na for almost twenty years, I’m ultimately a mber of the Jiang Family. If I don’t change it, it would certainly trouble Han Han."

After all, if she didn’t change it, Jiang Han would also have an excuse not to change her surna, thereby continuing to entangle with the Jiang Family.

Thus, Zhou Ruantian officially changed her na to Jiang Ruantian, entering into the Jiang Family’s household registry.

Jiang Lai returned ho two days later by which ti Father Jiang had mostly cald down.

The family of three was eating at the dinner table when Jiang Lai returned, taking a seat directly. Jiang’s mother quickly motioned for soone to serve Jiang Lai a bowl of rice, incessantly giving her aningful looks.

Jiang Lai pretended not to see, finishing her al before speaking up.

"Dad, can you co to your study after dinner? I have sothing to discuss with you."

"Bang—!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Father Jiang slamd his palm on the table. His eyes were stern and his expression solemn, befitting the chairman who oversees over a hundred thousand employees, imposing even in anger.

Jiang Ruantian was startled, wisely staying silent, rely waiting for their impending confrontation.

"What do you think you’re doing right now?! Why did you sell the company’s stocks and securities?! Where’s the money?!"