From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 600
Chapter 600: 307 Gambling Heart (2nd Update)
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Good intentions deeply rooted in the heart will not be erased even after ten thousand years of trials and tribulations.
Like a hundred lanterns illuminating the vast wilderness, it is shining brightly.
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Ye Zhen was taken aback, “This is Ming Jing’s voice.”
She had been busy reading scripts these days and had not been online for a long time, let alone knowing about Ming Jing’s press conference today.
She quickly leaned in for a look, “It’s a live broadcast?”
Soon she understood the ins and outs and sighed, “Ming Jing is really great.”
Zheng Qing chuckled, “Don’t make her sound all high and mighty. Ming Jing doesn’t do these things just for people to be grateful to her.”
Ye Zhen glanced at her, “Zheng Qing seems to know Ming Jing quite well?”
Zheng Qing’s eyes held a meaningful gaze, “Of course, I don’t know as much as you do, being her close senior sister who grew up with her.”
Both were thousand-year-old foxes, making a game of ancient legends.
Smelling the scent of their own kind, they both held on tightly to their little screen names.
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At the same time, Qu Feitai was also watching the live stream and took a stroll through the trending topics.
Sure enough, Ming Jing’s name had already shot up to the top of the trending list.
Qu Feitai clicked in and saw a user named Ming Jing’s Little Fei in Love Today? The profile picture was of Ming Jing and Qu Feitai, photoshopped, of course, but the sweetly romantic atmosphere was really touching.
Qu Feitai was stunned, then burst into laughter, not forgetting to give it a like first using a small account.
But once he had finished reading the user’s posts, he couldn’t laugh anymore.
— Wow, my girlfriend is simply outstanding, there is no man in the world worthy of her. I’m sorry, Little Fei, you’ll have to be just a goose instead, forget about being a son-in-law. Stupid men will only become obstacles on my girlfriend’s path to the top, kick them all away, go go go, stupid men get lost, don’t stain my girlfriend’s white dress.
The post had already received over twenty thousand likes, and all the comments were echoing the sentiment, with more than half of them being users with profile pictures of the couple’s fans.
Qu Feitai’s feelings were hard to describe.
All the fans had revolted.
Qu Feitai touched his face, then his solid eight-pack abs, doubting his charm for the first time.
He commented — Are you still fans of our couple?
He was quickly attacked.
— The couple is over, my girlfriend is the only beauty. If anyone dares to match her with someone else in the future, I’ll smash their dog’s head.
— Hahaha, what does Qu Feitai, a pretty boy, have that’s worthy of my girlfriend? He’s just a tool being pushed by capital, a disposable star. My girlfriend is beautiful, kind-hearted, intelligent, and has an extremely high IQ. She’s so out of his league that even the king couldn’t compare, let alone a little star like Qu Feitai.
— Although Little Fei is not bad, our girl is just too good for him. Don’t cry, Fei Fei, there are many good girls in the world. If it doesn’t work out, we’ll find someone else.
— Everyone knows who’s bound together, using a teenage girl for hype is really shameless. Selling the secret admirer act and relying on that song, pah, it’s just wishful thinking.
— The person above, don’t go too far. Qu Feitai is a talented star in the music industry, he has won countless awards and broke numerous sales records. He’s young and successful, where can’t he match up with a capitalist’s young miss? I think it’s Ming Jing who’s using him for hype, selling her image the most vigorously. At first, she gained fame by riding on Qu Feitai’s traffic, and now she turns her back on him.
Qu Feitai looked at the diverse comments, his feelings indescribable.
He hadn’t expected that his one comment would incite two groups of people to start fighting, filled with filthy language and unpleasant to read.
It wasn’t long before it climbed to the top of the most liked comments and was seen by even more people, then… The term Ming Jing and Qu Feitai proudly made its way onto the trending list.
By the time Qu Feitai thought about deleting his comment, it was too late. Netizens quickly dug up his personal information… It turns out he was a somewhat famous photographer. After some online detective work, they found a photo he posted in August this year. Sharp-eyed netizens quickly identified the location as the famous internet-famous check-in spot, Shidai Square’s Qingshu Yinyue Restaurant in Jiangzhou, a popular dating spot for couples.
The last time this place was known to the public was when an employee at the restaurant revealed that their manager personally confirmed that Ming Jing and Qu Feitai had a date at the restaurant sometime in August this year. There was no evidence, but many passers-by confirmed that they had indeed seen Ming Jing at the restaurant, while Qu Feitai’s presence was uncertain.
The photo this person posted, both the time and location matched perfectly. Could it really be just a coincidence?Netizens seemed to be the reincarnations of Sherlock Holmes, quickly discovering some connection between him and Qu Feitai based on various clues. At first, they thought he was Qu Feitai’s friend, but later realized that this friend looked too much like Qu Feitai himself.
In the end, they concluded that this photographer called Lonely Paddy Boat was actually Qu Feitai himself by comparing the background of a VCR recorded by Qu Feitai for a music festival last year and the little bit of the background wall exposed in this person’s photo.
The fan circle was shocked, as it was too much to believe that the person himself was making couple edits.
Qu Feitai did not expect his alter-ego to be exposed so quickly. He had been careful, but was exposed by just one sentence.
The exposure of the alter-ego led to a series of problems, which will be discussed later in the story.
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The Heart Project was just one of the many projects in the Wishful Thinking Charitable Foundation, mainly focused on medical research and development. In addition, there were various charity projects benefiting different industries, including education, disability, poverty alleviation, natural disasters, and more.
“The Wishful Foundation only cooperates with businesses and does not accept public donations. The yearly expenditure will be made public on the official website, and we hope that all sectors of society will actively supervise it. Additionally, next month, the foundation will organize a month-long volunteer activity for various universities. Teenagers are the driving force of social development and the future backbone and hope of our country. With benevolence and kindness, we can lend a helping hand and support each other during difficult times, so you are not alone.”
As Ming Jing finished speaking, applause thundered through the venue.
The Master found it difficult to keep up with Miss Ming Jing’s pace. The words she spoke were so pleasant to hear; she didn’t seem like a businesswoman at all but lacked the coppery smell of one. Yet, she also didn’t seem like a student – where would a high schooler get such vision and breadth of mind?
It was truly a wonder.
Jiang Chunlan hooked her lips, “Mr. Shen, your sister is truly extraordinary.”
Using corporate money to invest in her own foundation, she alone gained fame.
She not only pulled off a white glove, but also received a round of applause for it.
Yet the corporate partners were more than happy to continue working with her. For one, she had connections. Everyone knew she was backed by Mr. Shen, and no one dared to touch a hair on her head.
Secondly, with her influence and popularity, cooperating with her could only add luster and bring about good personal relations—why not not do it?
Third, and perhaps the most important point: investment is essentially about investing in the person. If Ming Jing one day were to achieve even greater success, getting in on the ground floor would secure lower investment rates and prevent issues further down the line.
These companies working together with the foundation could all benefit from Ming Jing’s current success. Even with their scandals, she managed to clear them.
Zhu Group had previously been criticized and likened to an old shoe that, though pulled out of the mud, stank of filth. Yet Ming Jing donated two years’ worth of corporate earnings, and now, who still remembered the Zhu Group’s scandals? People only had gratitude to offer, praising it as a conscientious enterprise…
That’s why charity was such a powerful means to wash away sins.
Not many people had the courage, confidence, or enlightenment, but Ming Jing did.
That’s why she succeeded.
Jiang Chunlan silently stared at the girl on stage, suddenly feeling like she had never truly seen her before.
But she was simply standing there, such a simple person that seemed increasingly hard to understand.
Jiang Chunlan believed that Ming Jing’s heart was pure and merciful.
But she couldn’t afford the stakes anymore, and was unable to take the risk.
Jiang Chunlan gently touched the jade bracelet on her wrist. Her lips held a graceful smile, while the depths of her eyes hid a fathomless cold abyss.
At that moment, a stage accident occurred; the emcee’s microphone went silent.
The emcee’s face darkened, but she was an experienced professional and quickly regained her composure with a smiling face, hoping the technical team would quickly resolve the issue.
Ming Jing handed her microphone to the emcee, who looked into the girl’s bright and warm eyes, feeling her heart surge with warmth.
Ming Jing was truly too kind and considerate.
Suddenly, a staff member appeared near the high platform. He was a man wearing a work pass around his neck, holding a microphone in his hand. As he was about to step onto the stage, he was stopped by plainclothes police.
He quietly explained a few sentences, and the police let him pass.
With his head bowed, the man stepped onto the stage from the side.
