Chapter 364: Chapter 363: Becoming the Strongest Capital
“Xiao Xiao.” Jiang Nanshu squatted down.
The black and brown patched cat jumped out and rubbed against Jiang Nanshu’s feet incessantly.
Jiang Nanshu lifted her hand to stroke its glossy fur and smiled with a curve in her brows and eyes, “You’re still here.”
“Miss, you’re back.”
An aged voice came from behind the door.
It was an old man with gray hair.
Jiang Nanshu, holding the cat, stood up, grinning brightly at him, “Uncle Qi, I’m back. When did your hair turn so white?”
Uncle Qi’s face was covered with wrinkles, his eyebrows long, the kind seen on the longevity Buddha in paintings.
He squinted at Jiang Nanshu with a smile, “I’ve grown old, I’m sixty-five this year. Before, you used to help me dye my hair. You’ve been gone for three years, and no one’s been around to dye it for me.”
“I’ll dye it for you now, a darker hair makes you look younger.” Jiang Nanshu walked inside, still holding the cat.
Actually, there hadn’t been much change here.
The room that had caught fire was also restored to its original state under Jiang Nanshu’s persistence.
The house could be restored to look exactly the same, but she could no longer see that person anymore.
Jiang Nanshu previously couldn’t bear to stay in a place filled with Zhou Yanxu’s aura, as it continuously reminded her of the past, trapping her in a cycle of internal strife.
Seeing it again now, her mind had undergone some changes.
The upheavals of the past seemed not so difficult to overcome, and her once-indelible memories of some people were gradually fading. Jiang Nanshu didn’t know whether these changes meant everything was getting better, but she wouldn’t remain stuck in the past anymore.
After dyeing Uncle Qi’s hair and feeding Xiao Xiao cat food,
Jiang Nanshu wanted to tidy up Zhou Yanxu’s ashes and bring them to Port City for burial.
She searched in Zhou Yanxu’s room, on the bookshelf, but couldn’t find them anywhere.
“Don’t bother looking, the young master’s ashes were taken away by the second young master.”
Uncle Qi appeared at the door.
He looked much more spirited with his hair dyed black.
He walked in,
wiping away the barely noticeable dust on the shelf with a cloth.
This room had originally been burned down.
At Jiang Nanshu’s strong insistence, it was completely restored, down to the exact position of each book. Jiang Nanshu could arrange everything neatly, just as if Zhou Yanxu were still alive.
“Zhou Yanbai? What does he want with Zhou Yanxu’s ashes?”
Jiang Nanshu said, puzzled.
Uncle Qi gave a bitter smile, “Out of resentment, he hated that the eldest young master didn’t consider him when choosing an heir, but instead chose you, a stranger with no relation to the Zhou family. After the young master died, this place began to decay. The old servants all left, with only me and Xiao Xiao remaining. And with your sudden departure, I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to find your way home. We stayed here, waiting, so when you came back you could see us, and feel at peace.”
“This house is about to be sold because the second young master intervened. We’ll be leaving soon, but thankfully, you came back before that happened.”
Uncle Qi had accompanied Zhou Yanxu for a lifetime, from the day he was born, staying by his side as he grew up.
His feelings for Zhou Yanxu were akin to those of a father.
And this was the place where Zhou Yanxu had lived the longest.
Jiang Nanshu looked up, seeing the most prominent photograph on the shelf.
It was her and Zhou Yanxu’s portrait, her facial features still immature at the time, her arm around Zhou Yanxu’s, smiling like a little sun.
She reached out and took it down.
She had kept the photograph in good condition, touching it with a hint of nostalgia.
Looking up at Uncle Qi, she smiled, “Don’t worry, this house is still ours, and no one can take it from us.”
After saying goodbye to Uncle Qi,
Jiang Nanshu returned to her own room.
Though unused for many years, the place was still meticulously cleaned.
She checked the balance of one of her bank cards and indeed, there was twenty billion in it.
Luckily, Da Shachun hadn’t tricked her.
Jiang Nanshu first did some checking.
The one who had bought this quadrangle dwelling was President Dong, an individual with a total asset value of over ten billion.
Started from selling home appliances.
To get your hands on a quadrangle in the prime location of Beijing, you need to have a total asset value of at least five billion to qualify.
This particular quadrangle was worth three billion on the market, yet Zhou Yanbai, taking advantage of a loophole, listed it for only one billion, and it was purchased by this President Dong.
Jiang Nanshu thought it over and found contact information for President Dong. She first spent over a billion to talk to the buyer, telling him that if he didn’t buy it and gave her the deed instead, she would give him this billion for free, and he could save the money he was about to spend on the house, earning an extra billion.
But the other party wouldn’t budge.
Jiang Nanshu waved her hand decisively and directly bought at a high price the shares in the hands of the other owners of his company, becoming the largest shareholder of Juneng Technology Company.
President Dong: “…”
Damn impressive.
Why fight with him for the quadrangle when she had so much power!
Now, he not only had lost the quadrangle but also had to work for Jiang Nanshu while occupying the CEO position!
Then she spent money to have Xun Wu hire a group of people to beat up anyone sent by Zhou Yanbai to spy on her, beating them until they were terrified to come anywhere near her.
Next, she bought a car for commuting.
This entire sequence of actions stunned Xun Wu.
From suddenly becoming the largest shareholder of Juneng Technology to spending huge sums on a car, and then hiring people to beat up the agents sent by Zhou Yanbai to a point they didn’t dare come near her.
“Boss, where did you get all this money?! You didn’t kill some rich guy and take over his estate, did you?” The more Xun Wu spoke, the paler his face became.
His eyes began to redden, and tears started to fall, “Wuwuwu, it’s all my fault, I didn’t protect your money, Boss. You can blame the murder on me, I’ll go to jail for you. If it’s the death penalty, then forget it, but if it’s life… I’ll try to get out on parole before you die to see you.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
“You’re not so bad yourself, eh.”
Xun Wu sniffled, “That’s how it should be, but it’s a pity, you’ll never meet a second me again, wuwuwu.”
Jiang Nanshu wiped the sweat from her forehead.
Thank goodness she hadn’t met another.
There was no Xun Wu in the world of the book.
Otherwise, she would have been driven to distraction.
Seeing him cry so sadly, Jiang Nanshu handed him a piece of paper from her bag.
“Wipe it off, you’re crying like a… little calico kitten.” Jiang Nanshu originally wanted to say ‘big buffalo,’ but then decided it wasn’t polite.
Xun Wu looked up in disbelief and saw Jiang Nanshu watching him with an expression that spoke volumes.
He cried even harder, “Don’t fall for me, okay? I’m not a man you can flirt with, Boss; we’re not very suitable. Don’t try to force me either. Although I admit you are somewhat pretty, I’m not someone who prioritizes looks. I prefer gentle girls. You’re too violent. Of course, I don’t mean to insult you; I’m just telling the truth. You’re not mad at me, are you?”
Jiang Nanshu clenched her fist and then smiled, “No, I’m not.”
Xun Wu emerged with a battered face.
His mind cleared instantly, and his heart felt much relieved.
He was still a clean boy.
He stood by the door, proclaiming, “Boss, I’ll get to work on acquiring the other companies you tasked me with immediately.”
Jiang Nanshu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at the top of Juneng Technology.
Before, she just wanted to use her identity as an heir to snatch away the inheritance worth hundreds of billions.
But now, she wanted to become the most powerful force in Beijing’s center of power, to crush Zhou Yanbai thoroughly under her feet.