Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Wang Xue came over at this moment and took the empty seat on the other side of Jiang Siming. She straightened her back slightly, discreetly showcasing her impressive assets.

Today, her outfit was quite revealing, with a large area of openness at the neckline. The resulting display of her cleavage made all the men in the class stare.

Wang Xue enjoyed the attention, but when she noticed Jiang Siming completely ignoring her, she felt dissatisfied.

"Class leader, you can’t just chat with Jiang Siming and ignore everyone else. We’re all waiting for you to order and lead the conversation," Wang Xue said, steering Li Yingzi away.

Li Yingzi couldn’t keep talking to Jiang Siming, so she called the waiter to start ordering food.

Meanwhile, Wang Xue began whispering to Jiang Siming.

"Jiang School Hunk, it’s too noisy here. After the gathering, how about I treat you to coffee?" Wang Xue said softly, her eyes brimming with allure.

"Sure, and maybe I can visit your house too?" Jiang Siming asked with a mischievous grin.

Wang Xue playfully punched Jiang Siming and said, "What are you thinking? I’m just inviting you for a cup of coffee."

"Just coffee? Then I’ll pass," Jiang Siming said, his expression changing instantly.

"Why are you being so annoying now? My boyfriend is at home, though. But if you cheer me up, maybe I’ll agree to go to a hotel for a chat afterward," Wang Xue said shyly.

A chat at a hotel? What kind of chat could that be?

Jiang Siming truly hadn’t expected the former class beauty to turn into someone like this. Having a boyfriend yet still flirting around—impressive.

However, Jiang Siming had no interest in her. Although she was quite pretty, compared to his girlfriends, the gap was enormous.

After being surrounded by the beauty of his girlfriends, ordinary looks could no longer catch his eye.

"Alright, we’ll go after dinner," Jiang Siming agreed for now. As for whether he would actually go later, that was another story. If she wasn’t "full," then she could settle for a serving of disappointment.

Li Yingzi finished ordering food for everyone and finally came back to Jiang Siming to ask, "What would you like to eat?"

"Just order me some fried rice," Jiang Siming said. He genuinely wanted fried rice. When he arrived earlier, he saw a street vendor selling fried rice that smelled delicious, but the line was too long, and he didn’t want to wait.

Li Yingzi nodded and added an order of fried rice to the waiter.

The people around the table smirked mockingly. Wang Biwen teased half-jokingly, "Jiang School Hunk, ordering fried rice at such a fancy gathering is really embarrassing for the whole class, you know that?"

"Embarrassing? How is eating fried rice embarrassing?" Jiang Siming retorted.

Wang Biwen chuckled and shook his head, then nodded again, saying, "Alright, what you’re saying isn’t entirely wrong. As long as you’re happy, that’s what matters."

"I’m very happy," Jiang Siming replied.

"So, where are you working now, Jiang School Hunk?" another classmate asked loudly, making sure everyone could hear.

"I don’t have a job! Over a month ago, I was fired by my boss!" Jiang Siming also replied loudly, making sure they heard him clearly.

This bold and unapologetic attitude earned a wave of laughter from all the classmates.

Li Yingzi naturally heard it too but couldn’t maintain the same composure as Jiang Siming.

"Xiao Mingzi may not have a job, but he owns a company. I don’t understand what exactly you’re laughing at," Li Yingzi returned to her seat, coldly addressing the male classmates laughing the loudest.

"What kind of company? Don’t tell me it’s a car wash business? Yingzi, you don’t have to force yourself to save face for Jiang School Grass. It’s pointless to pretend," Da Jun said with a chuckle.

"Exactly, be who you are. Pretending is meaningless. We’re old classmates; just be honest about your abilities. Nobody wants an inflated facade; sincerity matters," Wang Biwen agreed.

Li Yingzi nodded in agreement, then turned to Jiang Siming with a smile, "Did you hear that? Be sincere."

Jiang Siming asked curiously, "Am I not being sincere?"

Da Jun slapped the table and laughed, "Then tell us, Jiang Boss. Yingzi said you own a company—what company is it?"

"Yinghuan Financial," Jiang Siming answered without hesitation.

"Haha, stop joking. If you could own Yinghuan Financial, then what’s Yingzi? Your assistant?" Da Jun sneered.

"She really is my assistant," Jiang Siming replied seriously.

"Tsk, taking a jab, are you? Jiang School Grass, that joke isn’t funny," Da Jun clearly didn’t believe it, and neither did anyone else.

Li Yingzi added lightly from the side, "If you don’t believe it, you can check the enterprise credit information disclosure system of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. It shows information for any registered company. You all know this, right?"

Li Yingzi’s serious tone made everyone skeptical, prompting them to take out their phones and start searching.

The enterprise credit information disclosure system was familiar to many professionals. Any registered company in China could be found there, and falsification was impossible.

Everyone quickly searched for Yinghuan Financial and found its basic information. On the first line, the legal representative was clearly listed as Jiang Siming:

- **Company Director**: Jiang Siming

- **Legal Representative**: Jiang Siming

- **Company Manager**: Li Yingzi

- **Company Address**: Shanghai Lujiazui Binhu Building 1801

At this moment, everyone was at a loss for words, and their breathing became difficult.

Jiang Siming... is the boss of Yinghuan? The genius of the Shanghai stock market who made over ten billion in just over a month? Li Yingzi is merely working for him?

Damn!

This news was like a deep-water bomb, leaving everyone shell-shocked.

The men present became visibly uncomfortable, as if sitting on a hot iron plate.

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How could they stay calm? Thinking back to their sneers, taunts, and ridicule of Jiang Siming earlier that evening, they felt as though an invisible hand had slapped them across the face.

It turned out Jiang Siming had been accommodating them only because he didn’t care to compare himself with such small fry. Yet, they naively believed he was easy to bully.

The women, on the other hand, felt fortunate. At least they had been captivated by Jiang Siming’s looks and refrained from saying anything excessive. Otherwise, they’d be just as uncomfortable as the men.

Wang Xue’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Jiang Siming like he was a diamond bachelor she had been searching for. If she could cling to Jiang Siming, why would she need her small-time rich second-generation boyfriend?

"You men are so shallow. You’ve always thought Jiang School Grass was easy to pick on. Back in school, he was always a top student, and now in society, he’s miles ahead of you. The funny thing is, you’re still so shameless," Wang Xue spoke up to defend Jiang Siming, while the men pretended not to hear and acted like invisible people.

"You’re really something," Jiang Siming muttered in a low voice, complaining to Li Yingzi.

"I was just standing up for you. Did you really want them to keep mocking you?" Li Yingzi replied confidently.

Jiang Siming didn’t argue with her further. Quarreling with women wasn’t his strong suit.