After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 34: The Road to Comeback
Chu Ling rolled his eyes at her impatiently and raised his voice: "Just take it if I tell you to! Don't always look so miserable in the future. Dress yourself up and improve your status. Don't embarrass me. The upper class has a lot of information and connections. If you want to take revenge, you should integrate into it first. Do you understand?"

Sang Jiuyue was secretly delighted, with thoughts racing through her mind: "No matter what his purpose is, now that I have this black card in my hand, it is the capital for revenge. With money, it will be much easier to buy connections and collect information. Maybe I can even use it to sneak into the upper class circle and find a chance to deal a fatal blow to Sang Shuwan." Thinking of this, she hurriedly took the black card, holding it tightly with both hands, her fingertips turned white due to the force, and her face was full of flattering smiles: "Master Chu, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations! You have helped me so much, if you need me in the future, just let me know."

Chu Ling raised a meaningful smile and said, "I hope so. Don't just talk big. I'm watching you. If you mess up, you'll be in trouble."

"No, no, I will do my best." Sang Jiuyue nodded repeatedly.

After Chu Ling left, Sang Jiuyue stared at the black card in her hand, her eyes flashing with greed and determination, and her tongue tip unconsciously licked her cracked lips. She was sure that Chu Ling's move must have a deeper meaning, perhaps a test, to put her on the fire to see if she would make a mistake; or to package her up and use her as a chess piece to throw out to catch big fish and test the truth. But why not? At this moment, the desire for revenge completely overwhelmed her reason. She immediately ran to the mall and shuttled between the major counters. Seeing expensive clothes and jewelry, her eyes lit up, and she swiped the card without mercy, enjoying the envious eyes of the clerk, and secretly swore in her heart: "Sang Shuwan, you wait, when I change my appearance, I will definitely make you look good! This time, I will never lose again, I will definitely take back everything that belongs to me and trample you hard under my feet." Ignoring Chu Ling's calculations behind her, she plunged into this undercurrent and let herself sink deeper and deeper.

Sang Jiuyue held the black card given by Chu Ling in her hand, as if she was holding the key to reversing her fate, and rushed to a foreign country without stopping. During her time in a foreign country, she immersed herself in the ocean of knowledge like a sponge absorbing water, learning foreign languages day and night, from stumbling to speaking fluently, she had a precise grasp of the elegance of French, the rigor of German, and the passion of Spanish.

In the early morning, when others were still asleep, she had already taken a seat in the library, repeating and imitating the intonations of the recordings; at night, when the streets were brightly lit, she declined invitations and stayed in her small apartment to memorize words and study grammar until late at night. Hard work pays off, and soon she could speak and laugh in a foreign language and made many international friends.

She put a lot of effort into dressing up. She shuttled through fashion shows in Paris and Milan, absorbed cutting-edge fashion inspiration, consulted with famous stylists, and learned how to match clothes and makeup for different occasions. Gradually, she shed her former rusticity and became capable and elegant in a slim-fitting suit; she changed into an evening gown, bright and charming, and her every move showed her charm, stunning everyone.

Business learning is the top priority. She applied to top business schools, paid full attention in class, and pestered professors to ask questions after class. She actively participated in various business practices, participated in cross-border project negotiations, analyzed market trends, and mastered capital operations. Over the years, her ability to accurately capture business opportunities is unique, and the return on investment she has handled is astonishingly high, making her famous in the international business circle.

When she returned to China, Sang Jiuyue was reborn, with an aura of 2.8 meters. Those who looked down on her in the past were shocked when they saw her again; the media rushed to interview her online and invited her to share her success experience; invitations to social dinners came in like snowflakes. She was able to deal with celebrities from all walks of life with ease, but she was always thinking about Sang Shuwan in her heart: "Humph, my current glory is just a warm-up before revenge, Sang Shuwan, your good days are over!" A hint of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, and she strode towards a new battle.

Sang Jiuyue was completely immersed in the pride of returning from her studies. Her high heels tapped the ground, making a confident and assertive sound, and every step was filled with the pleasure of "raising her head and exhaling her breath". The flash lights of the media made her dizzy, and the microphones were pressed to her lips, and all the questions were praises and envy. She enjoyed the attention of everyone, with a smug smile on her face, feeling that she was already at the top, and it would be easy for her to bring down Sang Shuwan.

But she had no idea that Sang Shuwan had already mastered these skills long before she had bloodshot eyes from studying foreign languages and collapsed from studying business. Sang Shuwan had good family education since she was young, and was taught carefully by famous teachers from famous schools. Foreign languages are like her mother tongue for daily communication, and she can switch between multiple languages ​​with ease. In the business field, with her smart mind and decisiveness, she has successfully invested and accurately laid out time and time again, and has a good reputation in the industry.

What is more important is the character. The two are worlds apart. Sang Shuwan is compassionate and enthusiastic about public welfare. He donates to disaster relief and helps students. He treats people around him gently and politely. He never blames employees for their mistakes, but patiently guides them and gives them opportunities. On the other hand, Sang Jiuyue uses all means to achieve his goals, betraying his partners and clinging to evil forces. He throws all kindness and morality behind his mind, and only has the flame of revenge and greed in his eyes.

At a high-end business reception, Sang Jiuyue attended in a gorgeous outfit, hoping to take the opportunity to shine and suppress Sang Shuwan's limelight. However, Sang Shuwan wore a simple dress, talking to others elegantly and calmly, showing her cultivation and knowledge in her words, and others' respect and admiration were undisguised. Sang Jiuyue was instantly struck by lightning, her smile froze on her face, and she felt unprecedented frustration and jealousy in her heart: "Why is she always so comfortable and one step ahead of me in everything!" She clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms, completely forgetting that her many evil deeds were the root cause of the gap, and she became more and more determined to carry out revenge to the end, allowing the inner demon to drag herself into deeper darkness.

Sang Shuwan was wearing a moon-white dress, the perfect cut brought out her graceful figure, the hem of her dress brushed the ground, like a flowing galaxy. Holding a glass of champagne, she was chatting and laughing with a few old friends in the industry, when she caught a glimpse of Sang Jiuyue coming in. Sang Jiuyue had a delicate makeup, but she couldn't hide the exasperation in her eyes. She stomped her high heels on the ground and walked over aggressively. People around her cast strange looks at her, but Sang Shuwan just raised her eyebrows slightly, and raised a faint smile that was almost contemptuous. Then she looked away as if nothing had happened and continued to talk to others.

Sang Jiyue took a few steps forward and was about to speak up, but Sang Shuwan slightly turned sideways, leaving her with a cold profile, as if the person in front of her was just a wisp of insignificant air. Seeing this, the bystanders kept silent tactfully, and the scene was a little awkward for a while.

Sang Jiuyue gritted her teeth and lowered her voice and said, "Sang Shuwan, don't be too proud!" Sang Shuwan then slowly turned his head, his eyes clear and calm, and said lightly: "I have nothing to say to you. If you want to make a scene, pick another place and don't disturb everyone's interest." After that, he calmly picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His manners were elegant and calm, and he interpreted ignoring to the fullest.

Sang Jiuyue was so angry that her chest heaved violently, her hands clenched into fists, and her fingertips turned white. However, she couldn't lose her temper in this place full of celebrities. She could only glare at Sang Shuwan hatefully and swore secretly: "This account will be paid back double sooner or later!" But Sang Shuwan seemed to know everything, and remained calm and composed, throwing himself into chatting and laughing again.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, with celebrities holding champagne and talking and laughing. Sang Shuwan, wearing a lake blue dress, gracefully shuttled among the crowd, as if she had her own light, and wherever she went, everyone's eyes followed her.

"Ms. Sang has such a great temperament. She is well-read and elegant. No wonder her business is so prosperous." An entrepreneur praised sincerely. Someone nearby immediately echoed: "Yes, Miss Sang is kind-hearted. She donated money to support education last time and solved the problem of many children going to school. It is hard to find such a person even with a lantern." Praises came one after another, like a wave, rushing towards Sang Shuwan.

Sang Jiuyue hid in a corner, clenched her fists, her knuckles turned white from the force, and her body trembled slightly. She stared at Sang Shuwan, her eyes full of resentment, her chest heaving violently, as if it was about to explode. "Humph, it's just a pretense, to win people's hearts!" She cursed in a low voice, but her anger still couldn't be suppressed.

In order to hear the compliments clearly, Sang Jiuyue unconsciously took a few steps forward. Every time she heard more words, her heart felt like being hit by a heavy hammer. Jealousy was like wild grass growing wildly, instantly drowning her. Her face was burning and her blood was rushing up. "Enough!" She almost shouted out, her teeth clattering, thinking to herself: "You are so glorious today, sooner or later you will pay me back double. I will tear off your hypocritical face and see how you can still be so proud!" She completely ignored the fact that her nails were deeply embedded in her palms and blood was oozing out, and she was immersed in hatred and couldn't extricate herself.

Sang Jiuyue stood in the corner of the banquet hall, staring at Sang Shuwan in the middle of the crowd, her eyes seemed to be spitting fire. Sang Shuwan was wearing a custom-made dress, the slim cut outlined her graceful curves, making her figure even taller and lighter. Her bright and beautiful face was sculpted by a top makeup artist, with affectionate eyebrows and cherry lips, she was dazzling and majestic.

Looking back on the past, Sang Jiuyue was full of resentment. At that time, when the two of them appeared on camera together, other people's eyes would always fall on Sang Shuwan first, and they would praise her endlessly; she was like a dull foil, and no one cared about her. She thought that with the passage of time, she could make a comeback with her efforts, but who would have thought that when she saw Sang Shuwan again, she seemed to have been reborn, and her appearance was even better than before. Plastic surgery? Maintenance? Sang Jiuyue gnashed her teeth and speculated, jealousy gnawing at her heart.

What she couldn't accept was Sang Shuwan's 10 billion yuan fortune. Seeing Sang Shuwan surrounded by a group of business tycoons, with soft words, projects were finalized, cooperation was reached, and wealth snowballed. Luxury cars picked him up, he went in and out of luxury houses, and his life was extravagant beyond imagination. And what about herself? She did everything she could to get revenge, committed herself to the underworld, flattered others, suffered humiliation, and until now, she still had to depend on others for the money in her pocket.

(End of this chapter)