Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

The next morning, Ji Chaoxi was dragged out of bed before she was even fully awake. Qi Zhenzhen said she was going to take her out for morning tea.

As soon as they finished their morning tea, Qi Zhenzhen dragged Ji Chaoxi to go shopping for clothes.

People in Guangzhou are much bolder in their clothing choices than people in other places, both in terms of color and style.

Ji Chaoxi looked at those jeans that emphasized the curves of the hips and legs. If someone wore such jeans in Xinniu Village, they would definitely be called a hooligan.

Qi Zhenzhen is keen on dressing up Ji Chaoxi.

Ji Chaoxi looked at the V-neck shirt in her hand, feeling extremely troubled: "This... isn't it a bit too much?"

Qi Zhenzhen rolled her eyes at her: "What's so special about it? Everyone dresses like this."

Such a good-looking person, yet so old-fashioned in their thinking.

Not content with just picking out a huge pile of clothes, Qi Zhenzhen also dragged Ji Chaoxi to get a perm.

Seeing Ji Chaoxi's uncomfortable look, Qi Zhenzhen said helplessly, "Don't worry, the curls on your head will be gone tomorrow."

Ji Chaoxi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Shanghai had already had a huge impact on her, but she didn't expect Guangzhou to have an even bigger impact on her.

Ji Chaoxi bought a lot of souvenirs, such as some Cantonese-style cookies and lotus seed paste pastries.

But her favorite was the three-fold automatic umbrella with floral patterns that could fit in her bag; she bought three of them.

Qi Zhenzhen praised her for her good taste: "I saw this umbrella in Guangzhou. Your sister and brother will definitely praise you."

Ji Chaoxi's classmates joked that she had come to Guangzhou to buy goods.

On the train back to school, Qi Zhenzhen fell asleep leaning on Ji Chaoxi's shoulder.

Ji Chaoxi was also extremely sleepy.

Just then, the girl opposite her suddenly looked at her enviously: "Ji Chaoxi, why is your spoken English so good? Did you learn English from a young age?"

Ji Chaoxi was stunned; she had never expected anyone to ask her this question.

The girl smiled and said, "I heard you translating for those people the other day. You were amazing at it. There were so many words that I never thought could be used that way."

Ji Chaoxi's ears turned red: "Thank you, I didn't start learning from elementary school, I just practice a lot."

The girl nodded thoughtfully: "Oh, so how do you usually practice?"

"I practiced line by line with the recording, and my roommate would help me correct my pronunciation."

"Is that so..."

In the blink of an eye, Ji Chaoxi and Qin Du had not seen each other for a long time.

She wrote to him, but he never replied, though he kept sending her money.

Ji Chaoxi didn't know what Qin Du meant, she didn't know what Qin Du was doing now, or how he was doing.

But if he wanted to distance himself from her, why didn't he tell her? Instead, he kept sending her money.

Ji Chaoxi is no longer the person who had no concept of money. The amount of money Qin Du has sent her over the past few months is unimaginable for ordinary people.

Ji Chaoxi did not go home for summer vacation. She attended the school's summer foreign affairs reception seminar, where she assisted teachers in translating some urgently needed foreign trade documents.

The dull whistles of ships echoed incessantly from the dock, chains clattered against the deck, and rusty cranes lay across the riverbank.

Most of the workers were shirtless, their skin tanned dark by the sun. They carried goods on their backs, breathing heavily, and the air was thick with the stench of sweat and cheap cigarette smoke.

Wang Jie stood atop a wooden stake, dressed in a suit and sunglasses, directing the workers: "Be careful, don't rush!"

He kept yelling, "You'll regret it if you smash the goods!"

He took a few sips of water, looked at the bustling dock, and felt a surge of emotion.

Who would have thought that he and Wang Ermazi from Yangcun would now be in Shanghai!

What kind of place is Shanghai? It's a place he never dared to dream of before. He had only ever heard of Shanghai on the radio.

At that time, Shanghai was no different from other countries to him.

Indeed, you have to follow the right person.

Qin Du was extremely ruthless; he had almost all the goods from the production teams in the north locked up in his hands, and it was impossible for him to release what he had acquired.

Wang Jie originally thought that staying like this for the rest of his life would be fine, as Qin Du had almost squeezed him dry. But he didn't expect that Qin Du was still not satisfied and wanted to go south.

At that time, Wang Jie cautiously asked why Shanghai was chosen. He thought it might be too scary to arrive in Shanghai right away.

Qin Du did not answer, but with a reckless and ruthless spirit, he went straight to the Shiliupu Wharf, which was the most chaotic place in Shanghai at the time.

Wang Jie lived in constant fear, terrified of dying in Shanghai.

However, Qin Du directly used his resources in the north to cut off the supply of goods to other merchants, forcing them to come to him.

Cargo ships from other places arriving at the Shiliupu Wharf had to be unloaded by people from Qindu, which was a disguised form of protection money collection.

A local thug robbed Qin Du of his goods, and the next day, the thug lost his left hand.

People at the docks privately cursed Qin Du as a hooligan from the north.

"Master Qin has seized Old Wu's goods again."

"What do you mean by 'Master Yao'? He's a plague god. I bet he wants to wash the entire Shiliupu area in blood."

"Ever since this guy surnamed Qin came, he's brought all his thuggish ways with him, and he doesn't know any manners at all."

"What does he know about rules? I've never seen anyone use such ruthless methods."

Qin Du is completely different from before. He used to be quiet, but now he is filled with a fierce aura.

Wang Jie knocked cautiously on the door and came in.

"Master Qin."

He put his things down and immediately went out, holding his breath.

He said that Qin Du had come to Shanghai because he had people watching Miss Ji's every move, like a pervert.

People sent him so many letters, but he didn't reply after reading them. He just kept filling out money order forms. The letters had to be sent from Xinniu Village to Shanghai. Couldn't he just tell them that he was already in Shanghai?

Wang Jie only had a general impression of Ji Chaoxi.

She's a college student at Shanghai International Studies University, speaks excellent English, and probably likes to dress up, because she always sends clothes to Qin Du.

To be honest, those clothes were all too elegant; they looked like something cultured people would wear.

Wang Jie felt that Qin Du, wearing that outfit, looked a bit like a wolf in sheep's clothing.

Ji Chaoxi also participated in the recording of some English radio programs to earn some extra money, but more importantly, she wanted to improve herself.

Although it was a small radio station, Ji Chaoxi was still very happy. She sent the cassette tape to Qin Du and asked him why he didn't send him a letter.

She finally received a reply from Qin Du. Qin Du didn't want her money; instead, he sent her even more.

[Xixi, you read so beautifully, I'll listen to you every day. Don't send me money.]

Ji Chaoxi was furious and sullen every day.

Wang Jie was startled when he heard that Qin Du was listening to English every day.

It's definitely different here in Shanghai; even Qin Ye has started learning English.

Later, whenever he entered Qin Du's office, Qin Du would turn off the sound, which puzzled Wang Jie for quite a while.

Is there some secret inside that he can't hear?

Later he belatedly realized that it was probably recorded by Miss Ji, and that she didn't want him to hear it...