Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

After some commotion, the four of them decided to leave. However, the large amount of luggage was a headache. Each of the two girls had not only a huge suitcase but also a large box to carry.

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"Wow, this suitcase is so heavy," Dumb Little Sister tried lifting it and almost dislocated her shoulder.

Tuantuan chuckled and said, "I didn’t want to bring so much either. My mom packed all the luggage, from summer to winter clothes and sweaters, along with a lot of daily necessities."

"This suitcase is almost 100 pounds. When we brought it over, my dad and uncle had to carry it together onto the train. Getting it off was only possible thanks to the train staff helping us push it out."

"And what’s in this big box?"

"It’s filled with cured meat, sausages, and some local specialties from my hometown. I brought it for you and Xiao Ming. I’ll cook a meal for you later so you can try some of our spicy Funan dishes," Tuantuan said with a smile.

"Great! I’m really looking forward to it!" Dumb Little Sister, a native of Shaanxi known for their spicy cuisine, was delighted.

"Alright, just leave all the suitcases to me."

Jiang Siming stepped forward and, without waiting for a response, took both Tuantuan’s and her friend’s suitcases. Then, with one in each hand, he easily lifted the oversized luggage.

The three women were dumbfounded, their eyes wide with amazement at Jiang Siming’s impressive strength.

"Tuantuan, are you sure these suitcases weigh over 100 pounds?"

"I’m positive. My dad and uncle had to carry them together, and my friend’s suitcase is even heavier. It took three grown men from her family to load it," Tuantuan confirmed.

"Brother Ming is just incredibly strong..."

Admiring Jiang Siming’s overwhelming strength, the three women followed him, carrying their own smaller boxes.

Fortunately, they had brought the Barbot, which had ample space to easily accommodate all the luggage. Tuantuan rode in Jiang Siming’s car, while her friend sensibly went to sit in Dumb Little Sister’s car.

As the car started, Tuantuan was visibly excited, chattering non-stop with Jiang Siming.

Having rarely left her home before, this was Tuantuan’s first time venturing far from her family to work. Even for university, she had stayed close to home.

She had grown up under strict parental supervision. Although her life was comfortable, her longing for freedom was something few could understand.

It wasn’t that she didn’t like her family or enjoy living with them. Rather, she craved the ability to fully control her own time and live independently.

Jiang Siming could relate. Before going to college, he had also spent all his time at home. When he first started university, he was just as thrilled, staying up all night in excitement.

"Brother Xiao Ming, will you... stay at Dumb Dumb’s house tonight?" After her excitement subsided, Tuantuan reverted to her soft, coquettish demeanor.

"There’s a competition today," Jiang Siming said with a deliberately troubled look.

"Oh, I see..." Tuantuan seemed a little disappointed.

But Jiang Siming added, "I can come over after the competition, though it might be a bit late. Will you wait for me?"

"Yes, yes, I’ll wait for you!" Tuantuan’s eyes lit up like stars, her face full of joy.

The two cars headed toward Dumb Little Sister’s new neighborhood.

She had recently moved to a new place close to Jiang Siming’s residence. True to her "wealthy lady" image, she had rented a small villa. Although it wasn’t as grand as Jiang Siming’s, it was still a luxurious place.

The yearly rent exceeded 500,000 yuan, but Dumb Little Sister had rented it without hesitation, living up to the "rich lady" impression Jiang Siming had of her when they first met.

The villa had many rooms, so the four girls living together had plenty of space.

Dumb Little Sister lived with her friend, while Tuantuan lived with hers. They often livestreamed and played PUBG together, forming a perfect four-person squad.

"Does your friend also work as a streamer?" Jiang Siming asked curiously.

Tuantuan shook her head. "No, she came to Shanghai partly to accompany me and partly to look for a job."

"What’s her major?"

"Finance. But I’ve heard that finding a job in finance is really hard right now, and she’s quite worried."

"That’s easy. Ask her if she’s interested in joining Yinghuan Finance."

"Yinghuan Finance? I’ve never heard of it. I’ll ask her on WeChat." Tuantuan didn’t know much about the finance industry since she was a broadcasting major who had become a streamer by chance.

"Xinxin, do you know about Yinghuan Financial?" Tuantuan sent a voice message on WeChat.

The reply came quickly: "Of course I know! It’s the most famous financial company in Shanghai recently. They made over a billion in profits in just a month by investing in two new stocks. That’s insane! Why are you asking about it?"

"Is it really that amazing? Xiao Ming-ge asked if you’d be interested in working at Yinghuan Financial."

Tuantuan stuck out her tongue, amazed. Making over a billion in a month? That’s incredible. And Xiao Ming-ge even knows someone inside? His network is really something! She had assumed Jiang Siming simply had some acquaintances there.

"Of course, I’d love to! But I heard Yinghuan Financial isn’t hiring anymore, and now they only recruit top financial elites. Does Ming-ge have friends there?" Xinxin asked curiously.

Tuantuan passed the question to Jiang Siming, who chuckled and replied, "Friends? This is my company."

What?!

Tuantuan’s mouth opened so wide it could fit a light bulb.

When she relayed the message to Xinxin, screams of excitement erupted on the other end, loud enough to shake dust from her earphone speakers.

"Is Yinghuan Financial really yours, Ming-ge? But I heard they’re fully staffed and only hire elites now!"

Since Xinxin was in the financial field, she was naturally very interested in such news—like a PUBG player finding out their friend knows Jiang Siming.

"Whether we’re fully staffed is up to me. It’s just a matter of a word. As long as you’re willing to work hard, you’re welcome to stay," Jiang Siming said casually.

Xinxin was ecstatic, screaming in delight at the sudden and unexpected opportunity, something she had always dreamed of.

"But my company is currently on break; everyone’s in Thailand for a vacation. You’ll need to wait a few days—about five—before you can come. In the meantime, you can get familiar with Shanghai," Jiang Siming added.

"Got it, Chairman! I’ll work hard!" Xinxin quickly adapted, already addressing him as "Chairman."

Before long, everyone arrived at Dainty Sister’s new villa. The luxurious new home left Tuantuan and Xinxin thrilled.

Although Tuantuan earned a lot through live streaming and Douyin, making her a bona fide "little rich lady" with more money than Dainty Sister, she had always streamed from home. Most of her income went to her family.

Now that she had moved out into a villa, the two girls felt like country bumpkins visiting a grand estate, admiring everything around them with delight.

"Oh no, it’s almost mealtime! Xinxin and I need to cook." Tuantuan glanced at the time and rushed to the kitchen, carrying the two large boxes she had brought.

Before long, seven traditional Hunan dishes were served: steamed fish head with chopped chili, steamed cured meats, spicy chicken, Mao-style braised pork, and even snake meat in a spicy sauce.

The aroma was incredible, but there was one problem—they were all spicy.

Unfortunately, Jiang Siming wasn’t great at handling spicy food.

Back when he was at home, he could manage some heat. But after staying in Shanghai, where the cuisine wasn’t very spicy, his tolerance had significantly dropped. Looking at the dishes, Jiang Siming felt a little apprehensive.

His dantian energy could dispel alcohol, but could it handle spiciness?

"Xiao Ming-ge, can you not eat spicy food? Should I cook a couple of non-spicy dishes for you?" Tuantuan asked, standing up.

Jiang Siming pulled her back and said, "No need. I can handle spicy food. It’s no big deal."

"Really?"

"Of course."

An hour later, Jiang Siming was squatting in the bathroom, his face twisted in pain, as he summoned the "Chrysanthemum Monster" to unleash a fiery jet.