After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 136 The drunkard doesn’t care about drinking

Guan Muying was struck dumb, her face turning deathly pale instantly!

Jiang Shu pointed the camera at a belt shaped like a kissing fish: "Does it look good?"

Li Yubai glanced at it: "It looks good. Are you going to buy it for me?"

“Other women will buy it for you.”

"No." The tone was cold and disdainful.

Jiang Shu glanced at Guan Muying, who looked flustered, and said, "Aren't you going to ask who the other woman is?"

“No one matters.” Li Yubai’s voice was tinged with helplessness. “Except for you, everyone else in this world is an irrelevant stranger to me.”

"Then I'll send you off?"

Li Yubai became cheerful: "Mm."

Jiang Shu hung up the video call and looked at Guan Muying: "Look, he himself said that as long as it's a gift from me, would you still buy it?"

Guan Muying retorted angrily, "Who knows if you used some kind of AI face-swapping technology!"

Jiang Shu said "Oh": "Since you and Li Yubai are about to get married, you must have his WeChat. Why don't you ask him yourself?"

"He's so busy, how could I bear to bother him! You can have this belt if you want, I wouldn't stoop to fighting you for it. This kind of disgusting thing doesn't deserve to appear in front of Li Yubai!"

Guan Muying, her face dark, tossed a gold card to the shop manager: "The other two pairs of cufflinks, swipe the card."

After swiping her card, Guan Muying did not leave.

She stood coldly to the side, staring intently at Jiang Shu: "I want to see if you're really that rich and powerful, with something worth over ten million!"

Jiang Shu glanced at her lazily, then silently focused her gaze on the four pairs of collar clips and a leather belt.

The store manager noticed her hesitation and looked somewhat embarrassed: "Miss, you can refuse to pay for the tie clip, but this belt, if it weren't for your dispute with Miss Guan just now..."

"I didn't say I wouldn't buy it." Jiang Shu took out a black card. "Is the credit limit for this kind of credit card sufficient?"

The store manager looked at the black card, his expression changed slightly, and he stammered, "It's enough, it's enough."

Beside her, Guan Muying's expression changed drastically: "How could you possibly have such a black card? Among the super families of the capital, even my father failed to apply for one. Only the heads of the Li, Yan, Ning, and Nie families have this card. Which family are you from?"

Jiang Shu took two steps away from Guan Muying, ignoring her, and repeatedly asked the store manager, "Are you sure that's enough?"

The store manager swallowed hard: "This kind of card is enough to buy everything in our store."

Jiang Shu breathed a sigh of relief and then took out four black cards from her pocket.

Five black cards were neatly arranged in front of the store manager: "One card per transaction. Go ahead and swipe."

Store manager: "..."

Guan Muying's face twisted in disbelief, and even her sidekick laughed as if he'd seen a ghost: "Where did this swindler come from! There are only ten unlimited super black cards in the world, and even the wealthiest families in the capital only have four. She pulled out five at once! Where did she get these fakes? Doesn't she know any basic common sense before she starts counterfeiting?"

Jiang Shu took two steps further away and gestured for the store manager to swipe her card.

The store manager held the five cards in his hand and examined them carefully, his face growing increasingly panicked: "Miss, one... one is enough..."

"No, four tie clips and a belt, one for each." Jiang Shu tapped the counter. "Equal distribution."

"..." The store manager gritted his teeth and swiped each card once.

The notification sound for successful purchase rang five times in a row.

With each ring, Guan Muying and the others paled even more.

"Successful purchase, thank you for your patronage! Please keep this card safe." The store manager carefully handed five cards to Jiang Shu, who casually tossed them back into her pocket and walked towards the rest area.

Guan Muying watched her retreating figure, her hands and feet turning icy cold.

Her henchmen tugged at her sleeve: "Mu Ying, why don't we leave... We... we can't afford to mess with someone who has five black cards..."

Guan Muying took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm: "Forget it, I'll go back and ask my dad. There must be some secret I don't know about that someone suddenly appeared in the capital with five black cards..."

The group walked in a hurry, and Guan Muying even twisted her ankle.

In the lounge, Feng Li sipped tea while listening to the commotion outside.

Jiang Shu glanced at him: "You seem to have all the free time. It's so lively outside, why don't you come out and join in?"

Feng Li's tone was playful: "Top-tier celebrities, including that guy surnamed Guan, have basically all met me. They recognized me as soon as I went out, didn't they?" "So what if they recognized you?"

"I'm afraid that after Yan Yu's close friend and Li Yubai's fiancée, I'll also get into trouble tomorrow and have another messy love affair."

Jiang Shu: "..."

Feng Li clicked his tongue: "I never expected that the adopted daughter of the Guan family head would be so disgusting."

“Just a stranger.” Jiang Shu held out her hand to him. “Get up. I’ve picked out a few clothes. Go try them on.”

"Special offer?"

"...We've already bled a lot, so what's a little more bleeding?" Jiang Shu's eyes were firm. "We'll buy the full-price items! Two!"

Feng Li laughed: "Finally, I'm starting to feel a bit pampered by my sugar daddy..."

Lunch was at the Imperial Capital Hotel.

When Feng Li walked in wearing a new shirt and a conspicuous collar clip, the large private room was already full of people.

Yan Yu sat in the main seat, her gaze lingering on Feng Li's collar for a moment before pulling out a chair for Jiang Shu: "Look at his smug, carefree manner. Did you buy the collar clip, sister?"

“You have one too.” Jiang Shu took out another collar clip and clipped it to Yan Yu’s lapel.

Yan Yu was indeed calmed down.

The meal was a great success for both host and guests. Feng Li, who is usually very critical, was like a cat that had been stroked, languid and dreamy, incredibly gentle and soft throughout the meal.

Yan Yu was in a great mood, and while she kept putting food on Jiang Shu's plate, she also put a piece of fish with bones on Feng Li's plate.

The people in Yanxing Group's marketing department and the assistants of the FY conglomerate were terrified and looked at each other in bewilderment.

Feng Li looked at the fishbone and smiled: "I was originally planning to leave this afternoon, but since you're so nice to me, Yan Yu, I'll stay here tonight."

Yan Yu: "No need, I have someone to keep me company."

"A night for two..." Feng Li said slowly, "where can you find the excitement of a night for three, hmm?"

Jiang Shu kept her head down and ate her meal, pretending not to hear.

into the night.

President's Office of Yanxing Group.

To demonstrate programming, Yan Yu created a parkour-style single-player game for Jiang Shu on the spot.

Meanwhile, in the CEO's office lounge, Feng Li, who had been waiting for Jiang Shu to arrive for a long time, got bored and, clipping his briefcase to a more conspicuous place, started the group's video conference...

The imperial capital and its officials.

Under normal circumstances, Guan Muying would not be qualified to participate in the video conference initiated by the Crown Prince.

But this time, for some unknown reason, the young master ordered the public relations department of Fengshen Group to bring all of China's top celebrities into the conference room.

In a virtual conference room with thousands of participants, the young master occupied three-quarters of the main screen. His face, so beautiful it was like a fairy's, made both those who had seen him before and those who hadn't gasp in astonishment!
Countless high-ranking executives from talent agencies reported their work to the young master with trepidation.

In just half an hour, no one knows whether the Crown Prince listened to the report or not, but those who were crazy about the Crown Prince's face carefully counted that the Crown Prince played with his collar clip thirty-two times and adjusted his shirt eight times during that time.

The report is now in its final stages.

Feng Li: "Continue."

Another group of people then took their place.

One o'clock.

More than a dozen groups of high-level officials have reported on their work, and the details have been thoroughly investigated, ranging from a certain celebrity's domestic violence to a minor comedian having a daughter. Everyone is eagerly waiting for the young master to end the meeting.

Feng Li remained unreadable: "Continue."

Three o'clock in the morning.

The attendees, looking haggard, all brewed goji berry tea, secretly took a few sips, and continued working on their reports.

The young master listened half-heartedly, his fiddling with his tie clip continuing unabated.

Finally, a senior executive had a flash of inspiration and remarked during a work report: "Young Master, your tie clip is really nice! It must be very expensive!"

(End of this chapter)