Chapter 68: The Insane Ms. Liang: Only Qin Jiang Walks Against The Crowd Toward Her

Mr. Xu didn’t expect to have the lifeline of the deal grabbed by this greenhorn sophomore demanding insane amounts of money all at once.

He truly valued the prospects of this invention, but when it came to research like this, if it failed to get any investors and remained in Qin Jiang’s hands, it would absolutely fail to realize any value.

Originally, if Qin Jiang had merely asked for $5 million, he would have gritted his teeth and agreed.

After all, Qin Jiang had already revealed that behind this technology was technical support from the highly respected physics master Professor Jiang He of Huajing University.

An ordinary sophomore like Qin Jiang was of course easy to underestimate, but since he was a student favored by Professor Jiang, his value was far from ordinary.

Mr. Xu frowned as he was now in a difficult position.

“Qin Jiang, your terms are too picky. I think among those present, aside from me, no other company would show the same sincerity.”

“That said, I won’t bully you for being a student who doesn’t understand prices—$5 million to buy the final usage rights to your patent, how about it?”

“Qin Jiang, you should be satisfied.”

“No one here will offer a higher price than me!”

Xu Cheng, CEO of Huayang Technology, currently ran a fairly large company, but the opportunity that could launch him into future “tech tycoon” fame was indeed the mass-market potential of the power bank.

Currently no such product had been released to the market.

But to Qin Jiang, looking at the present from his future perspective, the future market was simply an open blue ocean.

His terms really weren’t an attempt at gouging Huayang Technology.

On the contrary, he was already offering them a chance to grab a share of future riches.

“In that case, we have nothing to discuss.”

“Mr. Xu, suit yourself.”

Qin Jiang no longer fussed over cooperating with Xu Cheng, even though many of the students present were eagerly awaiting this opportunity.

And upon seeing Qin Jiang actually refuse, their expressions read: is Qin Jiang crazy?

They sneered, thinking he couldn’t even gauge his own worth.

Qin Jiang ignored them.

Since Huayang Technology was going to pass up this earth-shaking opportunity, he’d just happily take it for himself.

Or… leave it for his beloved to expand her business empire.

“I’ll offer ten million.”

“I really like Mr. Qin’s design. Yan Group just so happens to have factories in the appliance sector and a complete development line. More importantly… I admire Mr. Qin himself.”

“For patent revenue five years from now, Mr. Qin gets eighty percent, Yan Group only takes twenty percent.”

“I wonder, Mr. Qin, would you be willing?”

Yan Liang spoke in a grand manner. The fact that she had pushed Yan Group higher in just two years in the business world testified to how uniquely sharp her commercial vision was, known well by insiders.

Two years ago, a little girl outshining a group of seasoned business veterans was enough to inspire awe.

Upon hearing Yan Liang suddenly speak, Xu Cheng, who had been standing by intending to deliberately crush Qin Jiang to lower costs and obtain the power bank patent—felt his pupils constrict in shock!!

Oh no… did Ms. Liang also see the development potential of this power bank?

Or did she find this kid Qin Jiang… delicious to the eye?

Mr. Xu was stunned.

A mid-level company like his had to step aside and practically run when faced with the Yan family’s financial conglomerate.

Yet, in front of so many people, to be publicly preempted by Young Mistress Yan Liang for the project he first noticed.

He was in his fifties. Even though his company was mid-tier, he had some old social ties with the Yan family.

In his thirties he had business dealings with Yan Liang’s father, and he had seen the little girl in her childhood.

Surrounded by servants front and back, dressed like a perfect princess doll.

Gothic, elaborate luxurious skirts, slightly curled hair as if a medieval princess stepping out of a castle.

But the girl was young, so dragging such a huge skirt, though gorgeous, looked somewhat cumbersome…

For a moment she didn’t look like a pampered little princess so much as… a doll the great family displayed to show their status.

Beautiful, lovely… but a bit stiff.

The innocence and curiosity a little girl should have were absent from her.

She was dignified and elegant. Noble manners were etched into her bones.

“Little Miss Yan, what do you mean by this? This was a project your Uncle Xu here first set my eyes on—are you suddenly going to swoop in with a high bid?”

“Is this how your father taught you to disrespect your elders?”

He had only heard a little about Yan Liang’s past.

Though the outside world spread rumors about how eerie and ruthless Young Mistress Yan had become.

But after all, she was just a twenty-year-old girl.

Seeing her as a child, she had been nothing more than a marionette for the wealthy family—how powerful could she really be now?

So Mr. Xu, full of nonchalance, lectured Yan Liang condescendingly in the manner of an elder.

Yan Liang’s gaze, which had been soft as she looked at Qin Jiang, seemed calm but actually churned with hidden currents…

She would not allow what belonged to her to fall into someone else’s hands.

Moreover, after seeing Qin Jiang’s design, her admiration and infatuation with him deepened and grew crazier.

Her Jiang—truly the man she had set her sights on.

From a rational business perspective, she too would choose to invest in this project.

And because these were Jiang’s ideas and results, possessing the design felt to Yan Liang like controlling and possessing the thoughts in his mind.

She thoroughly enjoyed this possessive hunger.

And now someone dared to defy her and bring up that old man that made her feel sick…

Zhou Ning’s scalp tightened. This was bad.

Was Xu Cheng so tired of life that he longed for a coffin? So eager to court death?

Daring to call her “Little Miss Yan” too?

Yan Group was now run by the young mistress, and calling her “Little Miss Yan” clearly showed that Xu Cheng hadn’t taken Yan Liang seriously.

Young Mistress Yan has been in charge for two years.

Hardly anyone dared to tempt fate like that in front of her anymore.

“Swoop in? Business is business—offering a high price to secure a project before a deal is finalized, you call that—swooping in?”

“I advise Mr. Xu that if he’s old, he should find a coffin and lie down early, lest… in old age, the coffin gets ruined by that filthy mouth of yours.”

Yan Liang’s reply gave Mr. Xu no face at all.

It was a public slap in Xu Cheng’s face.

But the Yan conglomerate had the clout to crush a mid-level company like Huayang Technology into dust without effort.

When Yan Liang spoke, no one dared to breathe loudly.

Xu Cheng ground his teeth. In his younger days he had seen many glorious days and was considered an old acquaintance of the Yan family.

Yan Liang was just a little maid puppet nurtured and manipulated by the Yan conglomerate.

How dare she treat an industry elder like him with such disrespect?

“Yan Liang, who do you think you are?”

“You are just a little monster cultivated by the Yan conglomerate. You tried to slay your brothers and your elders, turning the entire Yan family into chaos…“

“Do you really think you’re worthy of the Yan family’s wealth and power? If you weren’t of the Yan bloodline, without centuries of the family’s accumulated fortune… you would’ve long ago…”

Humiliated, Xu Cheng, leaning on old ties with the Yan patriarch from years ago, presumptuously berated Yan Liang.

He simply couldn’t stand a mere girl daring to bully him, an elder from a noble family.

Utterly uncouth!

Then again, her own biological mother had thrown her into high society circles to flatter the future heirs of great families without regard for her well-being.

Who knows what she’d been through growing up—was she even still pure?

She had probably already been repeatedly humiliated by those budding global socialites…

That year, Yan Liang was probably only twelve, right?

Back then, many in the circle had remarked that Madam Yan had been ruthless with her own daughter.

The young masters in high society were pampered heirs, raised with a world of indulgence.

Being treated as a maid by them would have counted as lucky for young Yan Liang.

And because she was so pretty, even at a young age she couldn’t escape…

Yan Liang’s eyes instantly chilled. The moment Xu Cheng mentioned her past, he was already doomed.

Sure enough, in the next moment a bloodred sickle whistled past. Before anyone could react, a regimented set of marching footsteps sounded around them.

A few hundred black-clad well-trained bodyguards strode in. They moved quickly and swiftly surrounded the whole competition venue.

The slicing sickle that had flown by cut off one of Xu Cheng’s ears cleanly.

The circling sickle, stained with blood, returned and spun into Yan Liang’s hand.

The next moment, the woman in a dazzling red dress rose to her feet, red high heels seeming to tread on thick blood.

Yan Liang tilted her head slightly, expressionless, but an intimidating pressure descended in an instant. “Monster?”

“Mr. Xu seems very nostalgic about his friendship with Yan Rong’an. He’s had a stroke and has been half-dead in a hospital bed for two years—if Mr. Xu wanted to accompany him, you should’ve said so earlier…”

“I’m a very understanding person—I would be happy to fulfill your wish to go keep him company.”

“Ah~ Mr. Xu, why are you kneeling?”

“Oh, turns out you find legs superfluous—no rush… I will remove them for you…”

A crimson light flared in Yan Liang’s eyes, as if she had returned to that night when she slaughtered the Yan family.

Endless pleas for mercy echoed in her ears.

But she only heard the cold reproach of her biological mother, “Yan Liang, why did you get to come back alive?”

“You should have died in the organization like your sister, that would have been better—you wouldn’t have to fear the Yan family’s women’s death curse at twenty-five…”

“Liang, I did this for your own good—why don’t you just kill yourself now?”

“Liang, don’t blame your father—without him abandoning you, you wouldn’t have grown so strong, would you?”

Yan Liang’s heart died completely.

After that night, Yan Liang became an orphan for good.

Slaughter became inevitable.

Qin Jiang watched the situation spiral out of control, watched how everyone feared Yan Liang’s mad state…

But he only felt sorry for her.

In his previous life, he too had been one of the heedless crowd standing there in terror.

They took it for granted that the mad were terrifying, yet never cared about why the mad had gone mad.

The crowd scattered in panic.

This time, Qin Jiang walked against the crowd toward the center of danger.

He pulled out the self-defense fruit knife he’d long hidden at his lower back, wearing a clean white shirt, his aura like clear wind after rain.

But in the next moment, his hand rose and the knife fell.

His first slash was driven straight into Xu Cheng’s thigh, his movement was clean and brisk.

Before Xu Cheng could react, he withdrew the knife and stabbed the other leg…

Xu Cheng’s screams nearly echoed to the heavens.

Those who had fled now dared to look back, nearly stunned by the scene.

The whole venue: Holy shit!!

No wonder Qin Jiang was fated to cling to a rich woman…

The way he was taking an oath of allegiance—they gladly admitted that they could never have done it!