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

Ji Chaoxi signed up for the National English Speech Contest, and before finalizing her draft, she had her teacher check it.

The teacher looked at the manuscript and hesitated, saying, "Your grammar is fine, and the logic is good, but it's too rigid."

Ji Chaoxi didn't understand, so the teacher put down the script and explained to her, "Chaoxi, you can add some humor to the script. This will help you connect with the audience. Although the topic is serious, you can still deliver the speech in a more engaging way."

The teacher walked onto the stage and continued, "Also, don't just look in one direction. You need to learn to scan your eyes. There will be judges sitting in front of you. After you finish speaking, you can make eye contact with them for a second or two."

Many of the teachers at Shanghai International Studies University have studied abroad and are very experienced in these kinds of competitions. Ji Chaoxi often asks them questions.

Following the method her teacher had taught her, Ji Chaoxi practiced it in her dormitory. As she finished speaking, she looked at them nervously.

After watching her performance, Qi Zhenzhen clicked her tongue and shook her head: "Who would have thought that your English would be so good now?"

Su Manzhen laughed, "Chaoxi, you're starting to have the poise of those senior students in competitions."

Ji Chaoxi blushed: "Really? Actually, I didn't expect to win an award. I'm just happy to try."

Gao Lin came in after hanging up the clothes and patted her on the shoulder: "Don't say that. Just aim for the award. Once you've given it your all, it doesn't matter whether you win or not."

She felt that Ji Chaoxi was already strong enough, but she just lacked confidence.

Every time, they say they'll give it a try, and they don't think they can win an award.

Lin Fang was sitting behind the bed curtains reading a book, but she couldn't concentrate on reading at all because of the noise outside.

That's a national speech contest. She doesn't think Ji Chaoxi can win an award. It hasn't even started yet, but she can't wait for everyone to know that she's signed up.

Ji Chaoxi still goes to the park to practice whenever she has time. Her classmates have changed batch after batch, but there are always a few familiar classmates standing in the same spot practicing.

From her initial awkwardness to her current ease, this park has witnessed too many of her tears.

The students at the school gate all looked spirited, holding books in their hands and smiling.

Sitting in the car, Wang Jie suddenly felt a pang of envy.

I used to think that reading wasn't a good thing, but now that I'm older, I realize its benefits.

Miss Ji is really amazing. Her county is quite poor, yet she managed to get into university despite those circumstances.

Upon spotting a familiar figure in the distance, Wang Jie quickly greeted her, "Miss Ji."

Ji Chaoxi smiled at him: "Have you been waiting a long time?"

Wang Jie quickly shook his head: "No, no."

Wang Jie had been secretly observing Ji Chaoxi. After leaving that night, Master Qin looked utterly disheveled.

His eyes were red, his voice was hoarse, his face was streaked with tears, and his clothes were wrinkled; it was clear that he had suffered a great deal of trauma.

Seeing how Qin Du had been turned into that state, Wang Jie couldn't help but feel nervous.

"What is Qin Du doing now?" Ji Chaoxi suddenly asked.

Wang Jie froze. Here it comes, this question has finally arrived.

He cleared his throat: "The boss is doing some maritime logistics business, transporting goods for others and stuff like that."

Ji Chaoxi smiled and nodded: "I see. I heard from others that he was involved in the underworld."

Wang Jie was so frightened he choked, extremely flustered: "How could that be? Our Master Qin... no, our boss is the most law-abiding! Who would dare to tarnish our boss's reputation!"

Whoever dared to speak ill of Miss Ji, I'll definitely tell Master Qin later!

"It's okay, don't be nervous. I was just asking."

Wang Jie gave a dry laugh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He probably won't come to pick me up next time either. He's not very smart, and he'll definitely get information out of me eventually.

Qin Du lives in a villa in the former French Concession. There is a large grove of sycamore trees in front of the villa, and you can see the wooden spiral staircase as soon as you open the door. The house is very quiet inside.

Wang Jie stood cautiously at the door: "Miss Ji, this is the boss's room. Would you like to take a look around first or rest for a while?"

"I'll rest for a while first."

"Okay, Miss Ji."

Qin Du's room was empty, with little decoration. It was much larger than the one in Xinniu Village, but overall it hadn't changed much.

There was a safe on the bottom shelf of the mahogany room, which probably contained guns or something similar.

The bookshelf held the things she had sent him before, and the tape recorder on the table still held the tapes she had recorded. The room was dark in color, and this corner looked somewhat out of place.

The private room was filled with smoke, the waiter next to him had his head down, and the expressions of the others were rather unpleasant.

In business, smiling is perfectly normal.

But being trampled underfoot by someone you once looked down on is worse than eating shit.

Qin Du was half-sunken in the sofa, one hand on the armrest and the other holding a lit cigarette. He listened to the other person speak, a mocking smile on his lips.

The shopkeeper across from Qin Du poured him a drink and said with a forced smile, "Master Qin, we were blind to your greatness last time and accidentally offended you."

"When I found out, I immediately found out who it was. What punishment do you want to give them?"

A man, bound tightly, was thrown to the ground. His mouth was gagged, and he looked at Qin Du with terror in his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

Just then, the man in black walked beside Qin Du and whispered something in his ear.

Qin Du's expression softened immediately.

Boss Zhang keenly noticed Qin Du's change in mood and immediately flattered him: "It seems that something good is about to happen, Master Qin."

Qin Du stood up and looked at him: "Boss Zhang, let's call it a day."

Boss Zhang's eyes lit up, and he quickly nodded, "Thank you, Mr. Qin, thank you, Mr. Qin. You'd better hurry up and get back to work; this good thing is waiting for you."

He didn't know what it was about, but anyway, praising it like that was the right thing to do.

After Qin Du left, the atmosphere in the private room immediately relaxed.

"What just happened?" Boss Zhang asked the person next to him curiously.

The man frowned: "It seems someone has arrived."

Boss Zhang asked in bewilderment, "Who's here? Who's so influential? Did he bribe someone again?"

Boss Zhang's face immediately turned ugly. Could Qin Du really have bribed those officials? What would he do then? Would he have to come to Qin Du every time he transported goods?

He's like the King of Hell; he can't sleep the night before every time he comes to see him.

Looking at the person tied up on the ground, Boss Zhang was so angry that he kicked him again.

"waste!"