Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat! Chapter 730 - 28: The Cannon Fodder Best Friend of the Tragi

Fu Lihan shot him a cold glance.

"I pay you to do a job; if you can’t prove your worth, you can imagine the consequences yourself."

The assistant broke out in a cold sweat from his words.

He nodded repeatedly in assurance.

"Tomorrow night, I’ll definitely bring Jiang Lai to you."

If he couldn’t find the boss, could he not find Jiang Lai either?

Fu Lihan turned his face to look out the window at a taller and more magnificent building across the street, with the Lu Family’s logo hanging on top.

For so many years, despite the high-rise restrictions in the city, the Lu Family could always get the privilege of sixty floors.

While he, Fu’s family, was limited to only fifty floors.

The ten-floor gap prevented him from seeing the full view of the city.

The Lu Family was like a mountain pressing on his head, one he had not been able to surmount for years.

He felt even more stifled.

Fu Lihan turned around, and the wall in front of him was covered with photos of the Lu Family mbers.

Lu Tingshen, Luo Susa, Lu Zhixing.

These were his enemies, the targets of his struggle, and he would never stop until he defeated them.

The next day, Jiang Lai uncharacteristically dressed up to go shopping at the mall.

The card given by Lu Zhixing hadn’t been used, plus the money swindled from Jiang Zhi, looking at all this money coming in without going out, Jiang Lai couldn’t help but feel a bit burdened.

Little Buding watched with envious eyes.

Even though the small world was virtual, Jiang Lai genuinely enjoyed it.

As for himself, being dirt poor, he couldn’t even dream of Jiang Lai’s lavish lifestyle.

The sa bag, seventy-one thousand for pink, sixty-eight thousand for white, ninety-two thousand for black, and the girl next to them was scratching her head in indecision. Jiang Lai arrived, glanced over, and thought all of them were nice.

"Wrap all three colors for ."

The sales associate looked at her like she was looking at a living Bodhisattva, eagerly recomnding other new products. Jiang Lai lifted an eyelid; anything she remotely liked received a straightforward command.

"Wrap it up."

The girl beside her was so shocked she couldn’t look away for a while. Taking advantage of Jiang Lai looking at bags, she sneakily took a few photos with her phone and posted them on social dia.

[Saw a rich sister today who spent nearly a million in under ten minutes]

One picture was of Jiang Lai sitting on the couch, watching the sales associate kneel and display bags, another was of shopping bags filling the table, and another captured Jiang Lai’s back while swiping her card.

The comnts below were filled with wails.

[Who stole my life as a rich second generation!]

[Please let be reborn into a family like that in my next life, okay?]

[Mom! I’m your long-lost daughter!]

[I wonder if such a life even has worries?]

[Spending a million a day, poverty really limits my imagination!]

At this mont, the comnts section received an unusual comnt.

[I know her; she has a rich second-generation boyfriend, she used to live off her parents without working, now she leeches off n, spending other people’s money is not enviable at all.]

It was followed by nurous additional comnts.

[Do you really know her? Slander is just a word away.]

[Spending other people’s money is easy, of course. I’ve never seen a rich second-generation person spend their parents’ money so recklessly!]

[Do you have proof to say such things!]

[An old classmate, poor family background, always had many boyfriends since childhood, recently saw her flaunting wealth on her Monts.]

Then she even posted a photo below.

It was a frontal shot of Jiang Lai, clearly a student-era photo, fair and youthful, with slightly flushed cheeks, bangs damp with sweat, books piled in front of her, smiling brightly.

[Honestly, if she were my desk-mate, I’d willingly be a backup.]

[What nonsense! How can that be a backup? That’s called getting in line!]

[Such a pretty face?! Honestly, rich second generations like that, they don’t care about anything else, a good face is enough.]

[A goddess to commoners, a gold digger to rich second generations.]

[Being able to attract wealth is a skill! Being beautiful is also a strength!]

Zhao Zhaozhao held her phone, her face serious as she watched the red dots in the ssage bar pop up.

Looking at Jiang Lai’s photo, she unconsciously furrowed her brow.

This was the only photo of Jiang Lai she had saved on her phone. After school exercises, everyone looked disheveled. Jiang Lai’s hair was a ss from the heat, and Zhao Zhaozhao had taken this photo of her.

She looked closely, unable to find her pretty.

Wasn’t she just an ordinary girl, still wearing a baggy school uniform? Were these people blind?

The comnt unexpectedly blew up, the original content garnered tens of thousands of likes, while her comnt got pushed to the top, with over ten thousand likes, and hundreds of comnts.

Most were praising Jiang Lai.

Though so looked down on Jiang Lai, their conclusions always ended up veering back to her appearance.

Zhao Zhaozhao tightened her grip on the phone.

Jiang Lai’s behavior embarrassed her; after getting a wealthy boyfriend, she unabashedly squandered his card.

How is that different from a gold digger?

Clearly, when she was with Fu Lihan, Jiang Lai repeatedly advised her not to get too entangled with him and not to accept his benefits.

She had listened. Although Fu Lihan had never given anything, she would have refused even if he had.

Jiang Lai, who preached self-respect and self-reliance, now stumbled upon a gullible fool and conveniently forgot her previous words. Her avaricious behavior disgusted her.

Such double standards, she’s still bold enough to shop at luxury stores with such arrogance. It might even fool people into thinking she’s a noble-born rich second-generation herself.

Zhao Zhaozhao didn’t want to see Jiang Lai sink deeper and deeper.

How could there be a free lunch from the sky? What reason would that man have to be so good to her for no reason?

The comnts were annoying; Zhao Zhaozhao simply called Jiang Lai.

She should be shopping at this ti.

It took a long ti for the phone to connect, and Zhao Zhaozhao’s tone was a bit urgent.

"Jiang Lai, what are you doing?"

"What’s up, is sothing the matter?"

The other person’s voice was cheerful and lively, her relaxed tone was botherso to hear.

"Are you busy now? I’d like to talk to you, is that okay?"

At that mont, Jiang Lai was in a beauty salon. Since she had ti, she lazily turned on the speaker and closed her eyes.

"Go ahead."

"What are you doing right now? You sound like you just woke up."

"Getting a facial."

The masseuse’s pressure was perfect. Jiang Lai was very satisfied, stating languidly.

"What’s your current salary?"

The masseuse initially didn’t respond, until Jiang Lai patted her hand, and she softly replied.

"It depends on performance, it’s unstable."

"Hmm... since it’s unstable, just quit and follow . Massage for an hour every day, and I’ll give you thirty thousand a month."

The masseuse was montarily stunned, unsure if Jiang Lai was joking.

"I’ll pay you two years’ salary in advance, directly swiping from the card."