Let s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 231: Chapter 231: The King’s Return (28)
 

Chuzheng consumed the goods alone, and before she even disembarked from the cruise, several groups of people came looking for her.

Their general intent was to persuade her to part with some of it.

They used threats and enticements of interest.

Any approach they could think of, these people tried to secure a share of the goods from her hands.

Chuzheng had no intention of doing business and firmly rejected all offers.

Making money was out of the question.

Thus, as soon as she disembarked from the cruise, she was ambushed.

The attackers were clearly well-prepared.

The cars following them couldn’t be shaken off, clinging closely as the bodyguards showcased their car-chase skills.

“Miss Sheng, once we’re out, we run for our lives. Life really is thrilling,” Jiang Ye said with a gun in hand, still in the mood for jokes.

Chuzheng’s fingers rested on the window, the wind weaving through them.

“Bang!”

In the rearview mirror, two cars collided and exploded, flames soared to the sky, blocking the chasing cars behind them.

Chuzheng closed the window with an icy expression.

A bunch of bastards, scared my Good Person Card away.

She picked up where Jiang Ye left off: “Not thrilling anymore.”

Jiang Ye: “…”

–

The car headed towards the city center.

The night scene quickly receded, forming streaks of light.

Crack——

Ahead, a car suddenly appeared, blocking their path in the middle of the road.

“My men,” Jiang Ye said.

Jiang Ye pushed open the car door to get out, and when Chen Jiu saw him, he also quickly got out and ran over.

“Master Jiang, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.”

Chen Jiu glanced at Chuzheng’s convoy and said, “Hei Jin has issued the order—whether dead or alive, they have to capture you. Have you fallen out with Master Liu?”

It wasn’t a fallout…

There weren’t any negotiations in the first place.

I was framed.

Jiang Ye’s lips curled up: “So eager.”

“Master Jiang…” Chen Jiu was very worried.

“It’s alright, don’t I look fine?” Jiang Ye casually patted Chen Jiu’s shoulder: “As long as the green hills are there, one needn’t worry about firewood.”

Chen Jiu: “…”

“Master Jiang!” Chen Jiu suddenly saw something and lunged at Jiang Ye.

Bang——

Crash——

Bullets penetrated the car window, and as glass shattered, a series of bullets streamed in.

Chen Jiu pushed Jiang Ye into the car, started the car, performed a drift, and hurried towards Chuzheng’s direction.

Chuzheng’s cars had already begun to retreat.

At first, Jiang Ye could still see Chuzheng’s car, but after a few turns, her car was out of sight.

–

Having lost her Good Person Card, Chuzheng shook off her pursuers and returned to the manor in a fury—then promptly fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was already the next afternoon.

Chuzheng went downstairs to have lunch and deal with the messages on her phone.

Somehow, people got her number and sent a bunch of nonsensical messages, which Chuzheng deleted.

There was a message from a strange number, with just two words—”Stay safe.”

Chuzheng put down her phone expressionlessly.

“Butler Gao.”

“Miss.”

“Where did you put the goods I asked you to store last time?”

“Those textiles?” Gao Ping asked.

Chuzheng nodded.

Gao Ping said he just picked a warehouse randomly because those goods didn’t seem very valuable.

Perhaps it was because it was done so casually that the opposing side didn’t find them.

Chuzheng asked Gao Ping to retrieve some of it.

The fabric had a very nice texture and looked quite luxurious, but this was not a reason for an organization to be so fixated on them.

What exactly made these fabrics so precious?

They weren’t adorned with gold! Could they magically produce a beauty…

Unable to figure it out, Chuzheng eventually had the fabric taken to the incinerator.

Using a phone she got from someone tall, she sent a live-stream invitation to the other party.

Once she confirmed their attendance, she ordered the start of the burning.

Buzz buzz buzz——

Chuzheng hung up the call and continued to burn.

——Sheng Chuzheng, stop what you’re doing!

The ignored calls were followed by text messages.

——Do you know how much those things are worth?

——Sheng Chuzheng, I’m telling you to stop! Do you hear me?

——What do you want?

Chuzheng remained unmoved, calmly burning all of the goods while even thoughtfully providing a close-up for them.

Want it, huh?

Not even the ashes for you!

I’ll make you damn dogs die with frustration!

Let you bastards catch me!

Let you bastards bully me!!

After the live stream ended, Chuzheng tossed her phone into the flames, patted her butt, and walked away.

–

Sirius headquarters.

The live stream cut off, and the blond, blue-eyed man smashed his phone in anger.

“Sheng Chuzheng!”

“Boss, she really burned the goods, we haven’t got the technology yet, Sheng Min is also dead, the merchandise…”

That batch of textiles wasn’t worth much, but a few batches within them were extremely valuable.

They used a new type of technology to infuse drugs into the fibers, which could be activated simply by lighting a fire underneath the fabric.

The blond, blue-eyed man roared furiously, “What merchandise! You bunch of trash, that bastard Sheng Min, the whole Sheng Family are bastards!! Bastards, bastards!!”

“Bastards, they are bastards.”

A group echoed in agreement.

The boss is always right.

“So, boss… what do we do now…”

All the goods have been burned.

Who would have thought that the Sheng family’s “Canary” would be so tough to deal with?

“Has she taken down Barite’s shipment?” the boss suddenly asked.

“Yes… it’s been spread all over the circle.”

“Hmph,” the boss clenched the object in his hand, his eyes shimmering sharply, “Find out when they’re making the delivery.”

Sheng Chuzheng!

Just you wait!

A little brat with yellow hair, I’ll deal with you yet!

“…Yes.” Has the boss gone mad?

–

In the following days, Chuzheng kept encountering bizarre ambushes.

All because of that shipment from Barite.

As a result, the number of bodyguards in the manor doubled.

Unable to kill Chuzheng, some people started to take a more peaceful route.

They wanted Chuzheng to let some of it go.

Chuzheng didn’t want to sell at all.

She didn’t want to make money.

Not at all!

Are these people devils!

Even Sheng Ting had come to the manor several times.

Sheng Ting wasn’t as assertive as before; instead, he started to play the sympathy card with her, putting on a guise of concern for her safety.

If she were the original owner, having lived with Sheng Ting for so many years, who used to spoil her so much,

Hearing such words would probably make her unable to resist forgiving him.

Unfortunately, Chuzheng was not the original owner.

Chuzheng rudely threw him out the front door.

The transportation from Barite’s side was a bit tricky, but as soon as the goods arrived and Barite’s people pulled out, Chuzheng immediately made an anonymous call to report them.

The next day, the news was broadcast.

Upon seeing the news, many people had complicated feelings.

While pained for the loss of the shipment, they also felt a bit of schadenfreude.

Not willing to give it to them, now it’s been reported, huh?

The loss wasn’t just a few million.

Seeing the news, Sirius’s boss smashed his entire office in rage.

He hadn’t even gotten his revenge on her yet!

Who the hell reported it!!

Who the hell reported it!!

–

Half a year later.

Chuzheng’s reputation for squandering reached far and wide; after several transactions, either the merchandise was sunk at sea or reported.

Being reported once could be a coincidence.

Twice, just bad luck.

But when it happens over and over again, always reported, yet aside from the goods, no one was ever caught.

This situation aroused everyone’s suspicion.

Finally, someone confirmed that it was Chuzheng herself who reported it.

People severely condemned her for such a waste of resources.

Yet the Spendthrift showed no intention of holding back.

Wealthy and wilful.

She enjoyed handing it over to the state.

Can you manage that?

The state: “…”

Certain departments were quite vexed.

Should they give you an award, or should they catch you?