CHAPTER 19: I’LL JUST ISSUE A STATEMENT

Just imagine when Mr. Jing and Mrs. Jing find out Uncle Sun and my auntie were having an affair... TEEHEE, what a beautiful scene that would be.

"Dad, you should start by filing a lawsuit. Preparing the materials and finding a lawyer will take several days. In the meantime, I’ll write a few articles to help, and you can cooperate by recording a short video to send to Sun Yinrui. Maybe then he’ll return the money voluntarily."

"Good, don’t make a big fuss." Mr. Jing felt he had no other options. He couldn’t find the person, and even when he did, they wouldn’t pay him back. His only recourse was to get the money back through legal means, after which they would all be strangers. It would be better if he didn’t have to involve the law to get the money back. Jing Shu, however, thought making a big deal out of it would be more fun.

"Sun Yinrui, this is your IOU. If you don’t pay back the money, I’m going to sue you."

Mr. Jing posted a short video to his circle of friends, and in no time, there were countless comments. Jing Shu then posted the video and articles to Sun Yinrui’s company’s social network, posing as a friend. She also wrote about how Uncle Sun had bragged to her ten years ago, during the apocalypse, about making extra money by selling customer information and calling customers crap.

She aimed to incite public outrage by highlighting his intentional refusal to repay the debt and his deliberate insults to customers. Then, by hiring internet trolls to guide the narrative, Sun Yinrui’s social network was effectively crashed.

Step one: First, let Uncle Sun be disgraced.

On November 17th, Wu City usually saw snow, but this year the sun still hung warmly in the sky, without a hint of snowfall.

Today, Jing Shu began ingesting 1 drop of Spiritual Spring water diluted in 500ml of water, designated #3. Like the bulls, rams, and boars, she would take a sip each day.

After more than ten days of experimentation, the #1 chickens, given 1 drop of Spiritual Spring water in 100ml of water, grew too vigorously. They now weighed about 20 pounds and showed almost dog-like intelligence. When Jing Shu entered space #1, she could almost sense the chicken’s awareness; it would perform affectionate, ingratiating actions. However, it also required more food and laid the most eggs, its aggressive nature making it a true fighter jet among chickens.

The #2 designation was for the sows, cows, and ewes, which received 1 drop of Spiritual Spring water in 250ml of water. The cow was now pregnant. The black sow and the ewes were a size larger than ordinary pigs and sheep; they ate more, grew fatter, and excreted more. Because of them, the community had posted notices condemning whoever was dumping half a bin of manure in the garbage cans every day. The notice threatened to install surveillance cameras if it continued. This forced Jing Shu to travel several more kilometers each day to cause trouble in other neighborhoods.

For the #3 group, the bulls, rams, and boars drank water with 1 drop of Spiritual Spring water in 500ml. Although they were as large as normal mature livestock, their bodies had the streamlined curves of cheetahs: their robust physiques appeared powerful, with no excess fat.

#3 was more suitable for Jing Shu.

Jing Shu, at 165 cm, had a well-proportioned and perfect figure. Being pretty was her only notable advantage before she turned twenty-two. She didn’t want to drink Spiritual Spring water and turn herself into a towering, muscular fighter jet, or grow fat and eat as much as the sow.

After the apocalypse, overweight people were nearly extinct! It’s better to be low-key.

After drinking the diluted Spiritual Spring water, Jing Shu didn’t feel anything special. She only thought breakfast smelled exceptionally delicious and accidentally ate two steamer baskets of soup dumplings, a bowl of eight-treasure porridge, a bowl of tofu pudding, two tea eggs, and three small side dishes.

She finished, still feeling somewhat unsatisfied...

Leaving the money behind in her scrambled departure, Jing Shu drove first to the pottery factory. On the way, she drank a bottle of AD calcium milk, ate two space-grown cucumbers, and a handful of Brazilian Pine Nuts.

Upon arrival, Jing Shu bought fifty large-capacity pickle jars. She tested them by burning a piece of paper inside each jar, covering it with a bowl, adding water to seal it; the more a jar jumped around, the better its seal, indicating no leakage.

Jing Shu had someone check each one for quality. She then bought another five hundred small, 2-liter new-type airtight seal jars, also for pickles. Their excellent seal could preserve a variety of foods for a long time.

If anyone wanted various pickles or cooked foods during her livestreams, she would use these jars for packaging. If no one wanted them, she’d keep them for herself, storing various flavors of spicy rabbit cubes, spicy beef jerky, and so on, all sealed up, ready to be proudly taken out and eaten at any time... SLURP.

After leaving her address and completing the payment, Jing Shu couldn’t afford to delay and hurried off to Suning. The villa’s construction finished two days ahead of the 15-day schedule. It was fully completed yesterday, and Jing Shu was very satisfied after her inspection. She had all the appliances and the large-capacity refrigerator she’d bought from Suning installed. Then, she hired three cleaners to tidy up the empty villa.

Today, she went to Suning to redeem her sixty-eight prize draws, most of which were very useful. The prizes included, from least to most valuable: eight pairs of noise-canceling sleep earplugs, six ear warmers, four electric hot water bottles, five thermoses, six blankets, three electric kettles, three electric blankets, one electric griddle, two juicers, two humidifiers, eight silk quilts, five warm air blowers, four cool air blowers, one set of 56-piece tableware, two sets of cutlery, one oven, one small sewing machine, one dehumidifier, two high-speed blenders, two sets of German cookware, and one fully automatic massage chair.

Since one was eligible for a draw for every 5,000 yuan spent, the odds of winning were 100%. Most people ended up drawing less valuable items like earplugs and earmuffs.

The most valuable prize was the massage chair, worth over 10,000 yuan, followed by a complete set of German cookware worth 5,000 yuan. Jing Shu happened to draw both, leaving her in high spirits to continue her massive shopping spree. Grandma Jing and Mr. Jing would be staying at the villa for a while, and it still lacked some household items.

For instance, she bought many sets of bedsheets, duvet covers, mattresses, comforters, pillows, towels, and bath towels. She also purchased other household items and had everything delivered to the villa.

At noon, Jing Shu ate a bowl of scallion oil noodles with meat and received three extra servings of noodles for free before going to meet someone who was supposed to give her money: Heng Jin, the son of Heng Jiu, the general manager of Heng Da Logistics. Heng Jin had long wanted to drive Sun Yinrui’s company, Yun Tong Logistics, out of Wu City.

"Was it you who released that information?" Heng Jin raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised. He’d been looking for dirt on Sun Yinrui, the head of Yun Tong Logistics in Wucheng District, for a long time but hadn’t found anything decisive enough for a knockout blow. Unexpectedly, the article that blew up Yun Tong Logistics’ social network overnight had actually come from her!

A company that dares to curse its customers won’t survive. The entire staff of Yun Tong Logistics is now busy with public relations, claiming there’s no evidence. Sun Yinrui is probably too busy to fend for himself right now, but I still need to fuel the fire.

This young girl doesn’t carry enough weight on her own. It’s my turn to step in.

Jing Shu nodded, also surprised by the person who had contacted her this morning. In her previous life, she’d had no interaction with him, but in this life, they had connected over a common enemy. They chatted for a while in the morning before Jing Shu understood his intentions.

"Well then, let’s sign a confidentiality agreement. Here’s a check for 50,000 yuan. Your task is this off-camera interview; your voice will also be altered. You can say everything you know. We’ll handle the rest of the investigation and find concrete evidence."

"Okay."

When she returned home in the evening, Mr. Jing looked somewhat troubled.

"Strange. Old Sun suddenly transferred 200,000 yuan to me and asked me to issue a statement saying he never owed me any money. Why didn’t he just pay back the 100,000 yuan he owed me directly?"

"Isn’t that simple? Just tell the truth," Jing Shu said as she took her father’s phone and quickly posted a screenshot showing the 200,000 yuan deposit along with the statement:

"Sun Yinrui gave me 200,000 yuan and asked me to issue a statement saying he never owed me money. So, I am issuing this statement."