After leaving behind a single sentence, Yu Yu was escorted away by a group of bodyguards!

Lin Jingye watched her retreating figure, grinding his teeth into a rage.

After being released by the bodyguard, Guan Jing rushed to Lin Jingye's side, "Aye, are you alright?"

"Yu Yu is so hateful. I never thought she would offend you for a mere 200,000 yuan."

Even at this point, Guan Jing was still thinking about how to restore Lin Jingye's dignity and face.

Lin Jingye's eyes turned red with hatred.

He had already figured out how to use the 200,000 yuan, and it was about to be completely his, but just a few days ago, Yu Yu took it back without warning!

He won't let this go.

But on the surface, he still had to pretend to be magnanimous.

“Jingjing, her family went bankrupt, so it’s inevitable that she’ll be greedy when she sees money. She’s probably afraid that I won’t pay her back, so she did such an ugly thing.”

"I was originally going to help her out of consideration for our friendship as classmates and our past relationship, but since she's turned hostile, I guess I'll just let it go!"

"that's right!"

Guan Jing, in a dramatic mood, began to forcefully save face for Lin Jingye.

"Let her fend for herself. Someone so ungrateful doesn't deserve your kindness!"

The surrounding lackeys realized what was happening and began to echo their sentiments.

"Yes, Senior Lin, Jingjing is your girlfriend now. Save your kindness for her."

Lin Jingye went along with it and gratefully grasped Guan Jing's hand, saying, "Jingjing, you're still the best."

"Don't worry, I'll treat you even better from now on. Only you are worthy of me, Lin Jingye!"

Yu Yu stepped out of the private room.

The wind was biting, and it snowed suddenly in early winter.

Standing in the wind and snow, she couldn't help but reach out to touch the snowflakes swirling in the air, feeling an unprecedented sense of joy and ease.

"Great!"

"From now on, stay away from scumbags and women, and only a bright future awaits!"

"Yu Yu, you can do it!"

"Strive to live a decent life!"

Yu Yu's thoughts were churning, and her blood was boiling.

Just then, a voice came from beside my ear.

In 1920, Qin Lizhi requested to trade grain.

She was immediately taken aback.

Life was going smoothly at the moment, but she hadn't forgotten that it all stemmed from her deal with Qin Lizhi.

Those thirty-six Yuan Shikai silver dollars helped her out of her predicament and led her out of the lowest point in her life.

Now that her old friend is in trouble, she naturally wants to lend a helping hand.

Thinking of this, she said in a deep voice to the bodyguard captain, "Take me back to the hotel."

"Yes, Miss Yu."

The car sped off, and Yu Yu practically ran back to her room.

After locking the door with three locks and calling the front desk to tell them not to disturb her, she carefully took out her phone.

Opening that strange Pinduoduo interface, sure enough, there was a bold and large font across the app screen.

It was Qin Lizhi who requested a grain trade.

She clicked on it immediately.

In an instant, the interface changed, and a video appeared. In the dimly lit air-raid shelter, a handsome face appeared. The man was tall and slender, with a straight back, and his whole demeanor was like a sword drawn from its sheath.

He was dressed in a Republic of China-era military uniform, with a medal bearing three bars and two stars on his shoulders, and his military green cloak was pulled back.

The man held three sticks of incense in his long, slender, jade-like fingers, lifted them up, and knelt on one knee.

A pair of sharp eyes, with a resolute glint in the corners, spoke each word in a deep, clear voice.

"May the goddess protect the 300,000 people of the mountain city and the entire Jinsan Brigade."

Yu Yu's heart was struck as if by a thunderbolt!

She thought it was just a simple transaction, but she never expected such a tragic story to follow it.

The man's voice gently recounted their current predicament, making her heart clench.

Without hesitation, she quickly clicked "trade" in the "trade?" section.

She started placing orders like crazy on the app.

Three steamed buns for one yuan, and a million orders were placed in one go!

One million is only enough to feed more than 300,000 people for one day, which is three meals a day, so that's one million steamed buns.

In comparison, buying flour is more cost-effective, so she placed an order for 10,000 kilograms of flour at once.

In addition to flour, considering the differences in diet between the North and South, we also ordered 10,000 kilograms of rice.

Considering the issue of nutritional balance, several thousand kilograms of other grains such as millet, red beans, mung beans, soybeans, and various other whole grains were also ordered.

As a result, most of her savings disappeared immediately.

Just as she was lamenting her lack of ability to contribute to the fight against the Japanese in another dimension, she suddenly noticed that something was constantly emerging from her phone!

Look down.

One gold ingot, two gold ingots, three gold ingots, four gold ingots, five gold ingots...

Yu Yu's eyes widened in shock.

I could hardly believe my eyes!

This phone actually emits gold!

Who would believe that if I told them?

Does this app read minds? One second she was complaining about not having enough money, and the next second it started showering her with gold?

The next second seemed to be in response to her thought.

Countless gold ingots surged out in a frenzy, and in just a few breaths, the soft bed was covered with gold ingots.

Do not!

Not only were there gold ingots, but there were also all sorts of gold and silver jewelry and ornaments that she couldn't understand.

I'm rich!

If it weren't for the fact that her fingers had touched gold, and that she had tremblingly picked up a piece and bitten it with her teeth, she would almost have doubted that this was all a pipe dream!

Upon closer inspection, I realized that this gold was not from the Republic of China era; it appeared to be a gold ingot pressed during the Ming Dynasty.

If you add gold to antiques, wouldn't the value double?

Yu Yu's hands were shaking so badly she could barely hold it, so she decided to take one out the next day and have the old man help her authenticate it.

at the same time.

The light in the deployment room flickered little by little. Ever since the prayer, Qin Lizhi and his adjutant Zhang had been staring intently at the "camera" placed on the shrine.

"Goddess, please protect us! The lives of over 300,000 people in our mountain city are all in your hands!"

"Goddess, please show your mercy and send down some food for us!"

Lieutenant Zhang kept muttering to himself and repeatedly closed his eyes in prayer.

But the light in the deployment room was dim, and the two waited from the scorching midday sun until evening.

The phone on the shrine remained motionless.

Neither penicillin nor grain was dropped.

Even the expensive Swiss watch that I had to pry off my wrist remained motionless and made no sound.

Despair crept into my heart like a tide.

Qin Lizhi's dark eyes churned violently, and a self-deprecating laugh suddenly escaped his throat.

"Lieutenant Zhang, I've gone mad. I actually placed the only hope of the mountain city on this nonexistent seed."

Zhang's adjutant's expression instantly turned ashen.

Yes.

He's gone mad.

That's why they pinned their hopes for victory on a small camera.

But the penicillin clearly fell off the camera last time!

Why can't the gods understand the suffering of the people and give them food as well?

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