Chapter 191: Miss Jiang, Bad at It But Addicted

To be honest.

When Jiang Ning saw the characters “Hongsheng Group” on the invitation, she was very surprised.

She couldn’t help but ask aloud:

“Sister Mingyu, do you have business dealings with Hongsheng Group?”

“No,” Li Mingyu snorted lightly.

“They are a large enterprise with tens of millions in assets, how could they have business dealings with a small family business like ours…?”

The sour tone made Miss Jiang smile faintly.

But what she said was also true.

Although Li Mingyu’s company looked good, its monthly order volume was limited. If it weren’t for her family’s protection, the company would probably have gone out of business and run away long ago.

“So this invitation…”

“Look more closely.”

Li Mingyu’s words made Jiang Ning a little puzzled.

She lowered her head and read the words on the invitation again.

At first glance, there was nothing wrong.

But on the second glance, when she saw the pattern representing ‘Shi Ning Ji’ at the back, she raised an eyebrow and chuckled softly.

“Heh.”

Hearing that sound, Li Mingyu knew what Jiang Ning had figured out, and she lazily sat down on the sofa.

“Because of that store at the station, Hongsheng’s people probably now think I’m the president of ‘Shi Ning Ji’…”

“They sent the invitation directly to me.”

“What do you say we do, my big boss~?”

Although it was a question, Miss Jiang didn’t detect any hint of doubt in Li Mingyu’s voice. Instead, schadenfreude was the dominant emotion.

This made Jiang Ning ignore the mature woman’s coquettish hum. She carefully re-examined the invitation in her hand several times.

“Tsk, tsk.”

“The craftsmanship is quite good.”

Hollowed-out floating paper craftsmanship, it was clearly handmade. Plus the specks of gold leaf on it.

Wow.

They must be showing off their wealth.

“When was it delivered?”

“This morning.”

That made sense. If it had been delivered yesterday, Li Mingyu’s barrage of calls would probably have come last night.

Only…

Perhaps sensing Jiang Ning’s thoughts, Li Mingyu, who was beside her, suddenly asked curiously.

“Little Jiang Ning.”

“Have you been up to something naughty again?”

Naughty deeds? Miss Jiang couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

What a joke. Can business matters be called naughty deeds? It’s all just normal business competition. Jiang Ning merely learned from the tactics of KFC and Golden Arches back then, and applied them in a similar fashion to ‘Emperor’s Chicken’.

“Come on, tell your sister how you played it.”

At this moment, Li Mingyu was full of anticipation, holding a teacup, her body bent into an exaggerated arc, perched on the sofa. She looked exactly like a curious baby.

Seeing this, Miss Jiang clicked her tongue. She unreservedly described the method she used, in simple terms.

It was about starting with the ingredients. In the form of street interviews, she interviewed several passersby who had eaten ‘Emperor’s Chicken’, asking about its taste.

As everyone knows, turkeys, don’t let their large size fool you, and the appealing color when roasted, but anyone who has eaten it knows how unpalatable it is. The meat is dry and tough. It feels like wood chips in your mouth. Unless there are no other options, most people wouldn’t touch this stuff.

So the results of these street interviews were predictable. It was basically a unanimous complaint about how bad it tasted.

Furthermore, Miss Jiang spent some money to get this interview video aired on Jiangzhou TV’s program 【Exploring Delicacies】. Actually, this program was also sponsored by Jiang Ning a few months ago, after her conflict with the KFC store at the station, she funded it. The purpose was to serve as a strategic tool in similar situations in the future.

The result was obvious. The matter of turkey’s taste instantly became a hot topic of conversation among Jiangzhou residents at their dinner tables. Even though ‘Emperor’s Chicken’ later spent money to air a public service advertisement about turkey’s nutritional value on TV, it was useless. After all, in this era, many people were still at the stage of merely having enough to eat and wear. If you talked extensively about nutrients and health preservation, how many people would be willing to pay for it?

Finally, Miss Jiang seized the opportunity to launch the advertising slogan: 【Turkey is a foreign chicken; our people should eat our own chicken】. She introduced a brand new ‘whole chicken meal’. Completely different meat texture, rich aroma. It instantly tore a large opening in the market. With the comparison, word-of-mouth naturally emerged. Most importantly, Miss Jiang’s whole chicken meal was also cheap. One chicken plus a soda was only 18 yuan. As soon as this meal was introduced, even the businesses of KFC and Golden Arches were affected, not to mention the newly established ‘Emperor’s Chicken’.

From a constant stream of customers before, to now having very few customers. It only took less than half a month in total.

This set of combination punch-like tactics, not to mention ‘Emperor’s Chicken’, even Liu Ju couldn’t help but call, saying he wanted to talk to Miss Jiang. Actually, Jiang Ning could guess one or two things about their intentions. Didn’t they just want to turn hostility into friendship? She’d think about it later. After all, the grudge from last time was still there.

At this moment, Li Mingyu, who had listened to the entire process, was completely stunned by this method. She seemed not to have expected that it was just about opening a store and doing business. How could there be so many tricks involved? Her eyes were full of surprise. She didn’t even notice that some tea had spilled from the teacup in her hand.

After a while, Li Mingyu finally let out a heartfelt sigh of admiration.

“Indeed, there are only wrong names, but never wrong nicknames.”

“Huh?” Miss Jiang didn’t react immediately. But only for a moment. When Miss Jiang understood what Li Mingyu was referring to, she raised an eyebrow.

“Sister Mingyu,” “Do you know what goblins like to do most?”

“What?” Li Mingyu was momentarily stunned.

“Eat people!!!”

The next second, Miss Jiang, like a fierce tiger, pounced forward.

…

Ten minutes later, Miss Jiang, bad at it but addicted, was pinned on the sofa by Li Mingyu, held down with one hand twisted behind her back, and was full of pleas for mercy.

“Ow! Wrong, wrong! I was wrong! Sister! Sister!”

“Are you still going to put your hands where they don’t belong?!” Li Mingyu, her face flushed, scolded fiercely.

“Oh no! No! I won’t!”

“Really?!”

“I… will…” Just as she was about to speak, Miss Jiang suddenly felt the force on her arm increase significantly. She immediately changed her words:

“Ow! I won’t! Ow! Ow! Ow!”

However, no sooner had she spoken, than she felt a finger, through her clothes, slowly move down her waist along her spine. When that hand touched her tailbone, in an instant, an inexplicable electric sensation made Miss Jiang’s entire body tingle.

With a cry of “Ah!”, she broke free, then jumped onto the sofa, her face a mix of embarrassment and anger.

“Sister Mingyu!”

Li Mingyu, on her part, said nothing, but merely cast a seductive glance at little Jiang. Then she adjusted her skirt hem, covering that dark spot.

At this very moment, Miss Jiang seemed to realize she had gone a bit too far just now. Fun is fun, but how could she not control her hands, always wanting to touch something? Was she too skilled in her previous life?

Miss Jiang scratched her head. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say. She could only watch as Li Mingyu quietly returned to her seat and poured herself a glass of water.

Just then, she wondered if it was to cover up the lingering intimate atmosphere. She saw her suddenly turn around and pick up the rose-red Louis Vuitton bag hanging on the sofa.

She stood up and came before Miss Jiang, looking down at her.

“Let’s go.”

“Huh? Where to?”

“Change clothes.”

“Wha… why?”

“Do you intend to wear what you’re wearing now to the banquet?”

What she was wearing now? Miss Jiang looked down in confusion. A printed white short-sleeved shirt, slim-fit jeans, and white sneakers on her feet. What was wrong with this outfit?

At this moment, Miss Jiang suddenly realized something, stood up, and called out to the mature woman who had already reached the office door.

“Hey, wait, Sister Mingyu!”

“When did I say I was going to the banquet?”

However, the mature woman completely ignored her. The door opened, and she walked out.

Seeing this, Miss Jiang could only grit her teeth and inwardly sighed, ‘How unlucky!’ Then she took off and quickly chased after her.
(End of this chapter)