No reconciliation, no forgiveness! Mr. Pei leaves with nothing.

All eyes were on Jiang Hua, their eyes filled with barely concealed greed. Jiang Hua simply chuckled, stepped forward, picked up the contract, glanced at the terms, casually pulled up a chair, and sat down. "If you want me to sign with you, it's not impossible."

Upon hearing this, everyone felt there was a glimmer of hope and became overjoyed. "I knew Ah Yao had a way!"

“That’s right. In this way, we will be able to pay off the Jiang family’s debts very quickly.”

"You have no idea, my cousin works at Jiang's. She used to watch Fang Liang every day. He doesn't have to clock in, and he only works four or five hours a day without doing anything. I heard that he gets several hundred yuan in meal allowance every day, and he drives a Mercedes worth four or five hundred thousand yuan, all provided by Jiang's. Now the whole Jiang's knows about it, and they are so envious of him."

"Now it's all good, now we can... be like him too."

Xue Ruyao pulled out her pen and slammed it in front of Jiang Hua. "What are you standing there for? Time is money. Once you sign, we can go to Jiang's immediately and help you run your studio normally. With us here, we can help you earn three to five million a month."

"Sign it quickly."

Jiang Hua: "Before signing this, I want to ask Professor Guo, do you also think that I should sign their names?"

Professor Guo: "I respect your choice. If you need more people, I can select a few from among them to temporarily fill the vacancies. Even if you don't sign, I know that it won't be any loss for you."

Jiang Hua: "Knowing that I have no losses, why did Professor Guo still call me?"

Professor Guo said helplessly, "I didn't want to bother you, but I couldn't resist their pleas. After all... I was their teacher before. Whether you agree or not, as long as you care, I can only do my best for them as their teacher."

This answer was simply because he was a teacher and had done what he should do for his students. Jiang Hua also knew that these people were best at moral blackmail; otherwise, they wouldn't have thought of making a scene by threatening the parents to reduce the compensation amount owed to Jiang's family.

Having made a breakthrough, and with similar incidents continuing to occur, Pei Zhan will face even greater pressure.

As long as Professor Guo isn't deliberately biased towards them, that's fine.

"Jiang Hua, stop talking nonsense and sign it now! Don't you know that time is money!"

"Do you still want to make money?"

No matter how beautiful you are, there will always be a day when you get old and lose your beauty.

"You don't want to rely on a man for your entire life, do you?"

Xue Ruyao impatiently urged her on, her eyes fixed on the contract in Jiang Hua's hand. Even though the matter was not yet settled, Jiang Hua saw endless greed and beautiful fantasies about the future in her eyes, and she did not forget to belittle others to elevate herself. It seemed that... Jiang Hua's jewelry repair studio was all because it relied on other people, and that she was the one who was qualified to take over everything in her hands.

In a roundabout way, she was trying to tell Jiang Hua that she was able to earn her living through her own efforts.

"That's right! Sign it quickly."

"I still have a large number of customer contact lists. I can break even in a week, let alone a month."

"What are you dawdling for!"

Each person had their own comment, it was incredibly noisy.

Professor Guo stood up and spoke, "Alright, everyone, say less."

"You make the decision."

Even if you don't sign, you haven't done anything wrong.

Seeing their impatience, Jiang Hua threw the contract on the table, crossed her legs, and put her arms across her chest. Even sitting down, the aura emanating from her seemed to be far superior to theirs. "I've noticed that you people have no ability, but you all have quite a lot of ambition."

"I offered Fang Liang 30,000 because he was worth that price."

"Just the fact that he was in the last graduate class of jewelry restoration is enough to make him worth 20,000."

"And you? What do you have?" Jiang Hua said, adjusting her posture and lazily leaning to the side, propping her head up with her hand and looking at them with a languid gaze. "You're sophomores now, right?"

Have you passed the CET-4 and CET-6 exams? How's your professional knowledge going?

"I can understand wanting to make money, but people of your status should do things according to their status. You don't even know what you should be doing or what you're supposed to be doing. All you're thinking about now is making money?"

"You really think money is so easy to make?"

Seeing her condescending and reprimanding manner, Xue Ruyao felt a surge of anger: "Stop talking nonsense and sign it or not!"

Jiang Hua: "You guys haven't even left the school gates yet, and your ambitions are already sky-high. If I don't agree, even if you graduate from a university in the capital, I don't know which company you'll be willing to pay less than 30,000?"

"Really... not even as good as Song Qingran."

"How about this, if you kneel down and beg me, maybe I can consider signing!"

Xue Ruyao: "Jiang Hua!"

"Who do you think you are? Don't go too far!"

Others were also discussing it extensively.

"Never mind then, I have something to do, so I'll be going now."

"Professor Guo, you don't need to call me for their matters anymore."

"waste time."

Jiang Hua stood up and was about to reach the door when...

Xue Ruyao's eyes were filled with intense hatred as she stared intently at her retreating figure.

She forced herself to remain unmoved.

But those around her couldn't help themselves.

"Xue Ruyao, don't argue with her. So many of us owe so much money because of you. What's wrong with kneeling down?"

"Faced with a debt of over six million, what's wrong with kneeling down once?"

"That's right! I don't know whose hands are dirty, but when it comes to making money, it's always you and Ye Qing who take the most."

"The only chance to pay off the debt is now right in front of us."

"Kneel down."

"Kneel!"

"Alright!" Xue Ruyao, looking humiliated, faced Jiang Hua. "I'll kneel!"

Jiang Hua!

Just you wait, I will get my revenge for this humiliation from you one day, and then... I will crush you under my feet!

In the corner hallway outside the office, Song Qingran, her eyes red, looked at the man in front of her. "Mr. Pei, is there really no room for negotiation?"

"Ah Yao was just being greedy for a moment."

"I beg you, even if... just to use me as a substitute, please help Ayao!" Song Qingran's innocent, pure, and aggrieved eyes seemed to want to plead with him in the same way as before. When she stepped forward to grab Pei Zhan's hand, Zuo Xiangnan suddenly reached out and separated Song Qingran.

“Miss Qingran, Mr. Pei is only here to take Miss Jiang to school today and will not get involved in this dispute.”

"If there is nothing else, I hope you will leave. If Miss Jiang comes out later, she may misunderstand and it may affect your relationship with her husband."

Song Qingran's face turned deathly pale instantly.

“Mr. Pei, but I can’t just stand by and watch Ayao kneel down to Senior Jiang because of this. Ayao is a very proud person.”

"It's none of my business! Just do what you're supposed to do. Don't try to stick your neck out; Lu Yuanzhou can't protect you." With those cold words, Pei Zhan turned around, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and put one in his mouth. He waited for her to finish dealing with the situation. The man's attitude was clear: he wouldn't intervene or get involved, and he would even condone Jiang Hua's actions towards Xue Ruyao.

Even if it's done in such an insulting way.

It seems that no matter how much Jiang Hua goes against them, in his eyes, she is right.

But at this moment.

"Ayao, no!" Suddenly, an urgent voice came from the back door of the office. Jiang Hua saw Song Qingran rushing in.

Song Qingran stood in front of Xue Ruyao, "The whole thing started with me. I can kneel down before you in Ayao's place. Is that enough?"

Pei Zhan smoked a cigarette, waiting for the farce inside to end.

"President Pei, are you really not going to check on Miss Pei?" Zuo Xiangnan, fearing he might misunderstand, added, "If we really anger them, I'm afraid these people might lay a hand on Miss Pei."

"What's the point of me just kneeling here all by myself?" Jiang Hua watched her act quietly. "Then get over here right now!"

Pei Zhan only took a few puffs before extinguishing his cigarette, then appeared behind Jiang Hua with one hand in his pocket. "Mrs. Pei, is something the matter?"

"Kneel down, are you scared again? You just wanted him to see your pitiful appearance to gain his sympathy and get him to help you, Song Qingran... you can try and see if he will still help you!"

Song Qingran: "Senior Jiang, I have no idea what you're talking about! Even if Ayao is wrong, she is still a person with dignity. Senior Jiang shouldn't insult her with such demands."

"Seriously! Such a great friendship, why don't you... help them pay off their debts too?"

"Wasting my time."

Jiang Hua took Pei Zhan's arm and prepared to leave...

Song Qingran: "Ayao!"

A sudden noise came from behind Jiang Hua.

I'm begging you!

"I've knelt down! Now...are you satisfied?!"

"I hope you can keep your promise to us!"

Jiang Hua glanced behind her, looking at the kneeling figure, a mocking smile curving her lips. "When did I agree to that?"

"I just said I'd think about it."

"Let's go, honey." This intimate phrase seemed to be deliberately uttered for someone else to hear.

When she looked at Pei Zhan, Pei Zhan's eyes didn't seem to show much emotion, as if this matter was unimportant to him. The two walked down the stairs together.

Pei Zhan: "Feeling better now?"

Jiang Hua tossed her long hair behind her shoulder. Pei Zhan noticed a strand of hair hanging from her earring and reached out to tidy it up for her. Jiang Hua said, "Xue Ruyao's appetite is getting bigger and bigger. She lost it herself, and now she wants to take it from me. I don't know who raised such a big appetite."

This statement is both explicit and implicit.

Pei Zhan did not respond.

Jiang Hua: "Why did your assistant come over, and with Song Qingran in tow!"

Pei Zhan then explained, "Song Qingran went to the company and, through someone she knew from Jiang's, found Xiang Nan. She borrowed money from Lu Yuanzhou to help them pay off their debts."

"She really has a wide network of connections. In such a short time, she has already bribed some people."

Pei Zhan: "He's already been fired."

Jiang Hua raised an eyebrow. "You're pretty quick."

Jiang Hua simply smiled slightly, "Pei Zhan."

"Hmm?" the man responded in a deep voice.

Do Song Qingran and Zhou Xu look alike?

"The dead cannot be compared to the living."

"You're pretending too!" Jiang Hua didn't get the answer she wanted, so she let go of his arm, strode past him in her high heels, and got into the back passenger seat first.

Sitting in the car, Pei Zhan held Jiang Hua's hand and then intertwined their fingers. "A-Xu has been able to distinguish right from wrong since she was a child. If it were A-Xu, she would stay away from Xue Ruyao and her gang."

A soothing piano piece was playing in the car.

Jiang Hua: "If it were Liang Chuan, she would definitely play better than her."

When Pei Zhan looked at the person beside him, a dangerous look of displeasure flashed in his eyes…

...

After everyone left, Xue Ruyao tore up the contract in her hand. Everything she had done seemed like a joke. She stepped on the shards and said, "Jiang Hua! I will pay for all of this sooner or later."

Song Qingran said, "Ayao, don't do this again. You really shouldn't touch jewelry repair anymore."

"I've already borrowed money from Brother Yuanzhou to pay off the debts you owed to the Jiang family. As for the expulsion from school, they've only agreed to give you a disciplinary warning. Please don't do anything foolish anymore. Everything will be alright."

Ye Qing: "Qingran...why are you so good to us!"

"You're making me want to cry."

Song Qingran: "Aren't we friends?"

"But...didn't you and Lu Yuanzhou already call off your engagement?"

"Could it be that you did this for us?!"

When Song Qingran saw the silver sedan approaching from a distance, she gave them a nonchalant smile and said, "It was just a little argument before, it's nothing, we've made up."

"He... came to pick me up."

"I go first."

Song Qingran sat in the passenger seat, and Lu Yuanzhou stepped forward to help her fasten her seatbelt. This time, she did not resist his approach, and she put the engagement ring back on her finger.

"Mom moved back to her old place today, and I also hired a nanny. From now on... you can move back to my place, and I'll come pick you up from school every day."

Song Qingran looked at him indifferently, without showing any girlish shyness, and calmly replied, "Mm."

"I'm so glad, Qingran... you still belong to me."

"Tonight, we're taking Mom out to eat."

Song Qingran: "Okay."

Twelve million isn't much to Lu Yuanzhou; he can earn more money. But he can't afford to lose his girl…

...

Tomorrow is Saturday, and Jiang Zhu came to the studio since she wasn't too busy with her studies. She also brought someone with her. Following the assistant's instructions, the secretary took Jiang Zhu to the president's office.

"This place is huge! It's the first time I've ever seen such a big office."

"This is my brother-in-law's office. He's a nice guy."

The other person replied, "It is very big."

"Xiaozhu, I'm a little nervous."

Jiang Zhu: "Don't be nervous, my sister is fine. With me here, there will definitely be no problem."

Just then, she heard the front door open behind her. When Jiang Zhu saw the person who had returned, she immediately pulled up the person sitting on the sofa and eagerly introduced Jiang Hua to her, "Sister, this is the person I told you about."

"Her name is Huo Ling."