Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 678: The Biggest Connection in the Circle of Friends!
Chapter 678: Chapter 678: The Biggest Connection in the Circle of Friends!
The landlord stood up, maintaining his smile, "Fifty-eight thousand, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Mingyu hurriedly opened Alipay intending to transfer the money.
However, in the next second, a clear announcement came from his phone—
"Insufficient account balance."
Jiang Mingyu was stunned.
Insufficient balance?
How could that be?
He had last lent five hundred thousand to An Jing for an emergency, there should have been over four million left in his account.
How could there be less than fifty thousand now?
Jiang Mingyu quickly logged into his online banking to check the situation and, after a succession of operations, the bank actually popped up a notification that his account had been frozen.
Now Jiang Mingyu was completely dumbfounded.
What was going on?
His account was frozen?
But he hadn’t done anything!
The landlord, a smart man, could see his embarrassment and once he stood up, the smile on his face faded somewhat.
"Since Mr. Jiang is facing some difficulties right now, I’ll come back to collect the rent in a couple of days, but if the rent is still not available the day after tomorrow, then I’m afraid Mr. Jiang will have to find another place to live. This property is in high demand. I hope you understand."
"My apologies for the disturbance."
After finishing speaking, the landlord left, leaving Jiang Mingyu alone, standing there dumbstruck.
An Jing still hadn’t responded on his mobile phone. He hurried to check the other rooms.
Only then did he discover a bloody truth.
—All his valuables were gone!
Including the car he had bought a few days earlier for convenience which was in the garage—it was all gone!
And besides himself, only An Jing knew where those things were!
Jiang Mingyu controlled his slightly trembling body and checked the security cameras around the villa with his last ounce of reason. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com
And as expected, they had all been disabled.
Even the agent who had introduced An Jing was uncontactable.
It was as if they had all vanished into thin air.
For a moment, Jiang Mingyu felt on the verge of collapse.
Not just because of his stolen property, but even more so because he couldn’t believe he had trusted the wrong person!
The assistant he had hired before wanted his life, and now the housekeeper was stealing his money.
Was he really that unlucky when it came to meeting people?
Jiang Mingyu lay pale-faced on the sofa, and for a moment, he became aimless again.
He had originally planned to use this money to go home in style.
Now he had nothing left, and if he returned like this, he would certainly be scorned, wouldn’t he?
What about contacting Mr. He again?
Jiang Mingyu shook his head.
What happened before had already troubled Mr. He enough, he couldn’t keep imposing.
Thinking this, Jiang Mingyu sat up from the sofa, looking around reluctantly.
Goodbye to his large villa, he now only had a bit more than thirty thousand stored abroad, certainly not enough to afford staying here.
As for An Jing...
Jiang Mingyu pulled out his phone again, opened the dial pad, and pressed "110."
...
After washing up, Lili sat at her desk and checked her accounts.
The show had given her five hundred million in prize money, and she had an additional two million or so in savings from before. She spent four hundred thousand on a car in Hai City, and then she paid back fourteen hundred plus million to Ji Yanbai.
Second Aunt gave her about a million in bonus earnings from the film, and the old master gave her over four million more.
Totalling up, she now had slightly less than five hundred million.
And Shao Changqing’s movie was expected to need another billion invested into it.
She wanted to hire He Pingzhang as well.
That’s another expenditure.
But luckily, she also persuaded Second Aunt to invest today, and they should be able to gather about twenty million more from that later.
But it still was a drop in the bucket.
Lili let out a long sigh and flopped back on the bed.
Indeed, without money, life is tough.
Why hadn’t she been able to bring a couple of things from Marquis Mansion when she was reborn?
Just auctioning them off would’ve brought in another one or two billion!
There are always more solutions than problems, so Lili started listing out a batch of money-making schemes.
After she finished organizing everything, it was already past eleven at night. When she unlocked her phone, a barrage of 99+ messages sprang up.
She then discovered that Shang Shuyue had, at some point, created a group chat for them all, and several people had already been talking in the group.
Shang Shuyue: [I made a group to make it easier for everyone to keep in touch in the future.]
Bai Lu: [Yay, yay, Sister Yue is the most reliable!]
Shang Shuyue: [I won’t add Jiang Cheng, after all, our little brother is in his last year of high school, needs to prepare for college entrance exams, and can’t be on his phone often.]
Jiang Yan: [Who’s Jiang Cheng? Don’t know him.]
Yu Li: [Sorry everyone, I’ve been busy dealing with family matters just now and only saw the messages.]
Shang Shuyue: [Dean Yu, you mentioned you and Young Master Gu were childhood friends, right? Do you have his contact details? Add him to the group as well.]
Yu Li: [Uh... actually, we met once when we were kids...]
Bai Lu: [Ah, even you don’t have the contact details of the richest man, that’s a pity. I was hoping to admire the social network of a successful person.]
Jiang Yan: [Why not look at mine?]
Bai Lu: [......]
The rest was just a bunch of idle chatting.
After reading through it, Lili also responded in the group.
——[I was busy just now, only saw messages now.]
Then she sent a red packet in the group.
Bai Lu was the first to grab it, emitting an excited cry from her room.
Bai Lu: [WTF!!! Thirty-eight thousand??!!! Lili, you are so generous!]
Yu Li: [Got over ten thousand, thanks, Mr. Jiang!]
Shang Shuyue: [I’m so jealous, why do I only have over nine thousand?!]
Jiang Yan pondered over the one yuan and eight cents he managed to get.
[It can’t be, Lili, did you do this on purpose? I’m going to your room to ask!]
Lili: [Fair and square, it’s just your bad luck.]
Jiang Yan: "....."
Not long after, Lili received a private message from Bai Lu.
[Lili, you’re closest to Young Master Gu. Do you have his contact details? I want to try getting him into the group so we can all have a fun chat.]
Lili sent Zhao Lang’s WeChat ID straight over.
Bai Lu: [!!!! Lili, you are my idol, I hereby announce you have the biggest connections in my social circle!]
She clicked into Zhao Lang’s WeChat. His profile was as simple as could be, with just a digit "7" as the name, a black and white picture as the avatar, and just an Eight Diagram for his background.
But this Eight Diagram... seemed a bit familiar.
The next second, Bai Lu checked Lili’s moments, and sure enough, she saw the familiar Eight Diagram.
Bai Lu: !!!!!!!!
She knew it!!!!!!!
Driven by her shipping soul, Bai Lu excitedly sent a friend request to Zhao Lang, but after waiting a whole hour or two, she got no response.
Then, an idea struck her, and she edited the verification message.
—I’m Bai Lu, Lili asked me to talk to you about something.
A minute later, her phone chimed with a notification. She checked it and saw she was now friends with Zhao Lang.
Zhao Lang: [Is there something with Ah Li? What’s up?]
Bai Lu: Heh, men.
