Oh my god! My secret husband is a billionaire

Jiang Li took the money the man paid as compensation and counted it carefully several times. It turned out to be 30,800.

"I'm rich, I'm rich! I'm really rich!"

For people who are so poor that they have no money to eat, exchanging some physical injuries for tens of thousands of dollars is really a blessing from heaven.

"What a rotten luck I have! It seems that the old fortune teller was right. My darling husband is truly my lucky star!"

Jiang Li ran to the drugstore himself and bought a few dozen dollars worth of traumatic injury oil, cotton gauze and alcohol. He treated the wound hastily and saved himself the trouble of going to the hospital for bandaging.

After eating steamed buns for half a month and making a fortune, Jiang Li felt a slight pain in his body the next day. Instead of cooking, he finally decided to go to a restaurant and ordered three dishes and a soup.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the meal, he ran into an old acquaintance, specifically Zhang Shiyu, the lapdog who used to be his mortal enemy.

"Jiang Li?" The other party sneered. "What a narrow road for enemies! I didn't expect to run into you here. I haven't seen you for a year. How did you become like this?"

"I was wondering why I smelled a strong smell of dog meat when we didn't order any dog ​​meat today. It turns out you're here!" Jiang Li was famous for his sharp tongue in University A. He had never lost even when fighting ten people at once.

"Hahaha, aren't you the campus beauty from the Computer Science Department at University A? How did you get disfigured? Seeing you become this half-human, half-ghost look, why am I so happy?"

Jiang Li looked at her seriously and said solemnly, "Where's your ivory? Why didn't I see you bring it with you today?"

"Ah, what?" The topic changed so quickly that Zhang Shiyu couldn't keep up. Instead, the two women next to her chuckled.

"Have you ever heard the saying? You can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth. I thought you should at least wear a fake one to show off your unique four-legged temperament!"

What is artistic cursing? This is it, without using any dirty words.

"Hey, you poor bastard, what are you so proud of? You're so shabby, you're not even fit to carry someone's shoes!"

Zhang Shiyu started cursing loudly, not caring about the colleagues around her.

"You carry Chen Xi's shoes every day, but you haven't gotten promoted or become rich. What's going on? Look at you, have you been abandoned by your master? You're not even qualified to carry his shoes anymore?"

What Zhang Shiyu hates most in her life is that others always compare her with Chen Xi.

Chen Xi is good-looking, has a good family background, and has good grades. The other person's father is her father's immediate superior, and her family's business depends entirely on the Chen family's protection. So no matter how disgusting she is, she can only pretend to be a good girl every day and follow the other person around to serve tea and water.

I finally graduated and no longer have to be a follower, but now I have to be criticized by others. It’s really infuriating.

"Chen Xi is just lucky. His family is rich and powerful, and he joined S Star Group as a manager right after graduation. I can't compare to him. What? Are you jealous? Go and challenge Chen Xi. Why are you showing off to me?"

"Why would I go to her? I'm not a bootlicker, nor do I lick her legs. There's no need to be so low-brow!" Jiang Li shoveled the last two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth and pointed at the remaining dishes. "Are you hungry? Here's a reward!"

"Hey, Jiang Li, if you have the guts, why don't you go to Planet S? Aren't you the hidden god of the computer at University A?" Zhang Shiyu's voice was sharp, and her dark eyes were filled with gnashing of teeth and unwillingness.

S Star Group, a Fortune 500 company, was a leading presence in South City. Zhang Shiyu dreamed of joining, but after submitting her resume eight times, she received no results. So, she came to Jiang Li to seek a sense of superiority.

"So what? Why should I listen to you? The emperor doesn't issue an imperial decree, but the eunuchs have learned to pass on false orders. Coward."

Jiang Li scolded Zhang Shiyu without mercy. This was because Zhang Shiyu's character was truly terrible. He was vain, a bully, and a coward. He was rotten to the core.

During his four years at university, he had dealt with countless women. In Jiang Li's mind, Zhang Shiyu was undoubtedly the most annoying woman.

"You, you, you are the eunuch! You poor bastard, country bumpkin, hick." Zhang Shiyu's face flushed red, and she repeated the three words in the dictionary that were the only ones that could be used to describe Jiang Li.

Because apart from being poor, Jiang Li excels in everything, whether it is academic performance or professional expertise, even her appearance is that of a vixen that makes people envious and jealous, not to mention her curvy figure.

Zhang Shiyu was so jealous that she wanted to rush up and crush her plump breasts to make the two screws on her chest more balanced.

Jiang Li smiled nonchalantly and sarcastically said, "Hey, Zhang Shiyu, if you were rich, you wouldn't be following Chen Xi around like a lackey every day. You just licked the stinky feet of rich people a few times, and you really think you're rich?"

Indeed, Zhang Shiyu's family only owned two small companies, making them relatively wealthy, but they were a far cry from the wealth of a wealthy family like Chen Xi. But no matter what, she couldn't tolerate being mocked by a poor kid who relied on subsidies and scholarships to get through college. Especially since there were several colleagues watching.

So they put on a brave face and pretended to be rich.

"Even if I'm not from a wealthy family, at least my family isn't on the minimum living allowance, right?"

"Jiang Li, don't you like running errands? I'm giving you a good job, do you dare to take it?"

Jiang Li's part-time job at university was running errands and delivering food. So Zhang Shiyu deliberately used this to insult her. But Jiang Li didn't mind at all. She earned her money through her own labor and didn't feel ashamed.

The family was receiving subsistence allowances because her grandmother had Alzheimer's disease, her mother had heart disease, and she was a student, leaving her with no financial resources. But they were benefiting from the country's poverty alleviation policy, and Zhang Shiyu hadn't taken a penny from them, so why did they look down on them?

Since this idiot came to my door to get scolded, don't blame me for being rude.

She clenched her fists, and her sharp sneer made the onlookers around her shudder.

"Zhang Shiyu, I, Jiang Li, never take jobs like animals. If you're hungry, go lick the slop bucket behind the restaurant. Don't bark here."

"You!" Zhang Shiyu couldn't get enough of the scolding, and her back teeth were almost broken with anger, but she forced herself to smile provocatively.

"If you don't make money when you have it, you're a fool. Jiang Li, how about giving you 20,000 yuan and running an errand for me?"

Twenty thousand yuan was a huge temptation for Jiang Li last week. But she had just made a fortune, so her desire for money was not that strong at the moment.

He sneered with disgust, "Tsk!", rolled his eyes at her and prepared to walk away.

Zhang Shiyu gritted her teeth and continued to increase the stakes. "Thirty thousand!"

Thirty thousand yuan, that's several months' salary. Jiang Li still wasn't tempted, but the two colleagues beside him were drooling over it. He asked shamelessly, "Assistant Zhang, what kind of errands are you looking for? Do you think I can do it?"

"No, Ajuan, this is something only she can do!" Zhang Shiyu clearly wanted to use money to insult Jiang Li. Seeing how servile she was, how could she let someone else take advantage of her? Her money wasn't blown by the wind; thirty thousand yuan was enough for two months' living expenses.

But Jiang Li didn't do what she wanted. He took out a wad of cash from his bag provocatively, slapping it with a smile, making a rustling sound.

"A mere thirty thousand dollars is nothing. I have plenty of money, and I don't need your stingy little silver."

"However, if you double the price, I might consider it. After all, I like making money."

There was another sentence after that, especially for a sucker like you, but Jiang Li held back and didn't say it out loud.

"Sixty thousand? How could you..." Zhang Shiyu didn't try to grab the three words. The money jumped to her lips, but she swallowed it back. She gritted her teeth and held on.

"Okay! If you have the guts to take this job from me, 60,000 is 60,000."