Chapter 250: Little Jiang Ning, Take Care of Me

2,364,695 yuan.

That was the total sales from just one day of the expo.

Of that, 1.6 million came from card payments. The remaining 700,000-plus was all paid in cold, hard cash.

Looking at the colorful bills stuffed into suitcases in front of her, Miss Jiang tried lifting one.

As expected.

It was heavy.

Clicking her tongue in frustration, Miss Jiang handed the suitcase over to Lin Ke.

“Old Lin, it’s all yours now.”

“Just make sure to deposit it into the company account tomorrow.”

“Got it, Boss.” Lin Ke took the suitcase carefully, then, in front of everyone, loaded it into the car’s trunk.

Afterward.

Miss Jiang pulled out a stack of neatly bound cash from her backpack and handed it to Yu Lingling.

“Sister Ling, thanks for all the hard work today. This is a little bonus for everyone. Hand it out as usual.”

Yu Lingling knew that when Miss Jiang made up her mind about something, there was no arguing.

So she accepted it without protest, gave a quick thanks, and took the money.

Finally.

When Miss Jiang’s gaze fell on the Little Secretary, seeing the eager look on her face, Jiang Ning crooked a finger at her.

“Come on, your reward is escorting your Boss home!”

…

And just like that, the expo came to an end.

They had essentially hit all the targets they’d set in the beginning.

From surpassing the million-yuan sales goal to signing contracts with distributors, everything had gone according to Miss Jiang’s expectations.

With time, Xiaoning Digital Models’ electric bicycles were sure to make a name for themselves across the province.

Once they resolved the production capacity issues, the company would be ready to enter a whole new phase of explosive growth.

Just how explosive, though, was still a mystery.

It wasn’t just Jiang Ning who wondered about that.

Wang Jianguo had the same question.

On the way home.

While waiting at a red light in their tractor, Secretary Wang couldn’t help but ask:

“Boss.”

“How far do you think our electric bicycle business can really go?”

How far?

Miss Jiang’s gaze drifted out the dark car window.

She stared at the starry sky above, listening to the soft hum of the engine.

Her mind wandered to the electric bicycle companies from her previous life—brands like Luyuan, Aima, Yadea…

Not a single one of them had a market value under a billion yuan.

And now, she had been reborn.

Even though there had been a few hiccups along the way—losing a big guy, gaining a little hole—her mind was still sharp, her memories intact.

She had even brought forward some advanced designs and technologies.

If she couldn’t build a billion-yuan company in this situation, she might as well find Luo Shanshan and let herself be smothered to death on top of her.

“At the very least, we’ll reach Sanmu’s level.”

Sanmu?

Miss Paparazzi hadn’t expected her Boss to have such lofty ambitions.

For a moment, she was completely stunned.

Then she pouted.

“Hmph, if that day ever comes, I swear I’ll tell the media that my Boss is the kind who bullies her secretary for fun…”

“Good Boss!!!”

Wang Jianguo’s eyes lit up at the sight of a big red envelope waving in front of her.

“Boss is the best! Boss is amazing!”

“Boss…”

But when she opened the envelope and found it empty, her expression completely fell apart.

Fuming, she said:

“I didn’t expect you to be this kind of Boss!!”

Seeing the girl nearly on the verge of tears from her teasing, Miss Jiang quickly let out an “Oops!” and snatched the envelope back.

“Wrong one, wrong one.”

She pulled out a thick, neatly bound stack of colorful bills from her bag and stuffed it into the envelope right in front of the Little Secretary.

Then she waved it in front of her.

“Is your Boss awesome or what?”

“…Yes!”

“Is your Boss the best?”

“…The best!”

“Is your Boss generous?”

“…Very!”

…

The next day.

It rained steadily.

Maybe because of the weather, her mother didn’t bother waking Miss Jiang up for once.

She let her sleep all the way until noon.

Eventually, it was her growling stomach that forced Miss Jiang to drag herself out of bed, grumbling the whole way.

Shuffling in her slippers, her hair a complete mess, she made her way to the bathroom window.

She stared at her sleepy reflection, yawned, then began her routine—washing her face, brushing her teeth, combing her hair, and applying lotion…

To be honest, Jiang Ning never used to include that last step.

But at some point, she’d started adding a dab of that white, creamy stuff after washing her face.

It felt inexplicably nice.

Today was Sunday.

A rare weekend off.

And with the rain falling outside, Miss Jiang had zero desire to go out.

After finishing her brunch, she curled up on the sofa with the remote in hand.

Listening to the soft patter of rain outside, she watched the TV show playing in front of her.

Today’s program was the Women’s Kingdom arc from Journey to the West.

In this world’s version, the Queen of the Women’s Kingdom still fell for Tang Monk.

And Tang Monk was still determined to travel west for the scriptures.

But unlike the ending in her past life’s version…

In this one, Tang Monk stayed in the Women’s Kingdom for ten whole years.

She had lived with the King for ten full years, through ten cycles of spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

In the end, guided by the enlightenment of the Bodhisattva Guanyin,

the Queen of the Women’s Kingdom ascended to the Immortal Realm.

Tang Sanzang once again set off, continuing his journey westward.

When Jiang Ning saw the familiar silhouettes of the four master and disciples heading down the road,

she found herself unexpectedly at a loss for words.

As children, everyone thought the trial in the Women’s Kingdom was the easiest of the eighty-one tribulations to overcome.

But only after growing up do you truly understand—

Forget sacred scriptures, forget the great Dao.

The hardest trial of all is love.

How can there be a perfect solution in this world, one that betrays neither the Buddha nor the beloved…

She was still sighing when

a knock suddenly came from the door.

Miss Jiang, puzzled, walked over and peeked through the peephole.

Huh…

She promptly opened the door.

Seeing the slightly rain-drenched, elegant woman standing outside, she asked curiously,

“Sister Mingyu, what brings you here on such a grand occasion?”

…

A moment later,

Miss Jiang leaned against the bathroom doorframe, one hand holding an apple, the other resting thoughtfully on her chin,

watching the mature beauty inside as she dried her hair with a humming blow dryer.

To be honest,

some women don’t need to do anything. Just standing there,

every subtle movement and expression stirs the imagination.

Like the woman before her.

Her features weren’t exactly stunning,

but her graceful curves and the charm she exuded

carried an irresistible allure.

As she dried her hair, a trace of languid elegance slipped out unconsciously.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Brother, this kind of blessing isn’t meant for you.

But that’s fine. I still have my Six Meridians Divine Sword.

Just then,

seeing the mature woman finish drying her hair, Miss Jiang spoke up.

“Sister Mingyu.”

“What made you come to my place on a rainy day?”

“I missed you,” Li Mingyu said, pulling the hair tie from her wrist and tying up her hair.

At that,

Miss Jiang walked up behind her with a bright smile,

put down the half-eaten apple,

“Sister Mingyu, your waist is so slender.”

“Sister Mingyu, you smell so nice…”

“Sister Mingyu… come on, we’re both women, what’s the harm in looking a little…”

A short while later,

in the living room,

Mature Woman Li was curled up on the sofa in a cute set of pajamas, hugging a big bag of chips, laughing out loud at the comedy show on TV.

Beside her,

Miss Jiang asked with a displeased look,

“That guy’s coming to your place?”

“Nope, I turned him down,” Li Mingyu replied casually between bites, as if it didn’t matter at all.

But Jiang Ning knew her too well.

If she really didn’t care, she wouldn’t have braved the rain to come over just to eat snacks and watch TV.

It’s not like her own home didn’t have snacks or a TV.

Still, Miss Jiang wasn’t stupid.

She knew exactly why Li Mingyu was feeling down, and had no intention of poking at her wounds.

“Sister Mingyu, guess what I did yesterday?”

“Hmm?” Li Mingyu paused, thought for a moment, then turned to look.

“Oh right, your factory had a trade fair yesterday.”

“How’d it go? Did you sell much?”

At that, Miss Jiang smiled and held up two fingers.

“Twenty thousand? That’s a bit low, but no worries. Your factory’s still getting started. Next time, I’ll help you connect with some clients…”

As she spoke, Li Mingyu noticed the pretty girl in front of her still holding up those fingers, and raised an eyebrow.

“Not bad, two hundred thousand in a day.”

“Tsk tsk, even my renovation company only makes a little over two hundred thousand on its best days…”

But then,

Li Mingyu was stunned to see Miss Jiang’s fingers still up.

Her charming eyes narrowed into seductive slits.

“Little Jiang Ning~”

“Tell big sis, how much did you make yesterday?”

Hearing that,

Miss Jiang’s pretty face lit up with a sly smile.

She scooted closer, leaned against Li Mingyu’s shoulder, and whispered a number into her ear.

A second later,

Li Mingyu burst out in laughter.

Then she tossed the snacks aside,

turned around, and with eyes misted with emotion, gazed at Miss Jiang like silk threads weaving her in.

“Little Jiang Ning, take care of me, won’t you?”

(End of this chapter)