Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

Fortunately, at this moment, the waiter started serving the dishes, and the atmosphere in the private room eased a little.

"Sir, here’s your fried rice."

"Thank you." Jiang Siming picked up a spoon and started eating, showing no interest in the lavish dishes on the table.

This time, no one laughed. Watching Jiang Siming take big bites of his fried rice, they felt the dishes on the table suddenly lost their appeal, mainly because their mood had shifted.

"Everyone, dig in. Don’t just sit there," Li Yingzi urged the group to start eating and took the lead herself.

"Chairman, I still haven’t thanked you for the Jaguar you gave me. Cheers to you," Li Yingzi said with a smile, raising her glass to Jiang Siming.

"Why so formal? It’s just a meal," Jiang Siming reluctantly clinked glasses with her and then buried himself back in his food.

The others heard this, and their chopsticks almost slipped from their hands in shock.

"Yingzi... that Jaguar of yours... Jiang Siming gave it to you? It wasn’t something you bought yourself?" Wang Biwen asked in disbelief.

"How could I afford such an expensive car? Jiang gave it to me. Not just me—every manager and elite trader in our company got one." Li Yingzi replied.

"All Jaguars?" other classmates stammered, barely able to form coherent sentences.

"Not all Jaguars, but all above 500,000 yuan. He bought 10 or 20 of them, spending 17 million yuan in one go."

Wow!

The group collectively gasped, realizing he bought dozens of cars worth over 500,000 yuan just to give away?

"Are you sure it’s 500,000 yuan and not 50 yuan..."

Seeing their skeptical expressions, Li Yingzi decisively took the car key from Jiang Siming’s pocket, ignoring whether he agreed or not.

"Huh? When did you get a new car?" Li Yingzi exclaimed in surprise. Everyone turned to look and swallowed hard—oh my, a Lamborghini!

"Now do you believe it?" Li Yingzi said smugly, as if she were showing off a perfect exam score from her school days.

This time, they truly believed it. With the company records confirmed by the industrial and commercial bureau, there was no reason to doubt anymore.

The lingering disbelief stemmed from how hard it was to accept that Jiang Siming had transformed from a nobody into someone as prominent as this—like a fish turning into a dragon.

"Jiang... are you that world champion in *PUBG*?" asked a classmate who loved gaming and felt he had seen Jiang Siming online before.

"Yes, that’s me," Jiang Siming nodded.

"You’re Ming Shen? China’s number one streamer? The one who writes songs, too?" Another classmate suddenly realized.

"That’s right, our genius Xiao Ming~" Li Yingzi answered for him.

In fact, even she hadn’t known about Jiang Siming’s impressive achievements until later. When she found out, she was utterly awestruck.

At that time, she finally understood why Jiang Siming often didn’t show up at the company. It turned out that Yinghuan Financial was just something he casually set up.

Many people were familiar with Jiang Siming from the internet, as he had been in the news frequently. But no one would have guessed that the famous Jiang Siming had any connection with their classmate.

Moreover, Jiang Siming rarely showed his face in his streams, mostly broadcasting gameplay or his hands on the keyboard. It was natural they hadn’t recognized him.

Everyone was stunned. The person who received billions in livestream gifts over the past two days was sitting right before them, and they hadn’t recognized him.

Some classmates quickly took out their phones to search for Jiang Siming’s photos on Baidu. Although there weren’t many pictures of him online, they managed to find a few.

After seeing the photos, their heart rates skyrocketed and didn’t drop below 200 beats per minute.

Just then, a graceful and beautiful figure suddenly entered the private room.

The moment she stepped in, she captivated the attention of every man in the room.

This woman was even more stunning than Wang Xue and Li Yingzi. She exuded youthful vitality, like a snow lotus on Tianshan Mountain—pure yet vibrant—leaving all the male classmates unable to take their eyes off her.

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Wang Xue, unhappy that her spotlight was stolen, said coldly, "Did you walk into the wrong room? Leave immediately."

The woman ignored her and scanned the dining table. When her gaze landed on Jiang Siming, her eyes lit up with joy, and she walked straight toward him.

"Brother-in-law!"

This one word, "brother-in-law," enchanted everyone in the room.

Jiang Siming was married? And he had such a beautiful sister-in-law?

But what happened next left everyone dumbfounded.

The "sister-in-law" walked over, wrapped her arms around Jiang Siming’s neck from behind, and affectionately pressed her head close to his.

"Brother-in-law, you went out to have fun without inviting me. You don’t care about me at all anymore! You weren’t like this when you were pursuing me. Even though you ended up marrying my sister, I’ve forgiven you. But how could you avoid me?"

Her words shocked everyone in the room, including Jiang Siming.

"What’s going on? What’s gotten into Qi Muxin?" Jiang Siming was dumbfounded.

Just as he was about to say something, Li Yingzi tugged at his sleeve from the side.

Meanwhile, Qi Muxin leaned close to his ear and whispered softly, "Chairman, it was President Li who asked me to do this. Just go along with it, okay?"

Her warm breath tickled his ear, and the faint scent of her perfume made Jiang Siming feel slightly uncomfortable.

At this point, the men in the room were already green with envy. A gorgeous sister-in-law was one thing, but she seemed to have a secret relationship with her brother-in-law!

God! Why couldn’t such good fortune happen to them?

Wang Xue, meanwhile, had never imagined that things would spiral so far beyond her expectations. She had thought Jiang Siming might at most have a girlfriend.

She never expected that not only was he married, but his sister-in-law was also more attractive than her.

Jealousy twisted Wang Xue’s expression. She felt indignant and said to Qi Muxin, "Since he chose your sister, it’s unethical for you to keep pestering your brother-in-law like this. Don’t you know it’s against moral principles, young lady?"

"I know, but what does it have to do with you?" Qi Muxin wasn’t as obedient as her sister. She had a fiery temper and wasn’t afraid of anyone, let alone a stranger.

"I’m advising you for your own good. How can you be so rude?" Wang Xue snapped angrily.

"This is our family’s business, not yours. I can already see your ulterior motives for clinging so close to my brother-in-law. Dream on! No way! You’re too ugly!" Qi Muxin retorted with a humph.

Wang Xue’s chest heaved with rage, her face turning red and pale by turns. No one had ever dared to call her ugly before. Worse, the one saying it was undeniably better-looking than her.

"Stop fooling around," Jiang Siming scolded Qi Muxin lightly.

Qi Muxin wasn’t upset by his words. She made a funny face at Wang Xue and continued hugging Jiang Siming’s neck while acting cute.

At that moment, another graceful figure walked into the room. This woman looked identical to Qi Muxin, except for her attire and demeanor—they were like two peas in a pod.

"Muxin, who let you sneak out?"

Qi Muxin’s sister, Qi Muxin, appeared on the scene. Despite her housewife-style outfit, she was still stunningly beautiful.