I, the princess of the dynasty, have hundreds of millions of talents, so what?

"You ****! I gave you face, didn't I?"

His self-esteem was crushed to the ground, and Gu Ye no longer cared about the image he had established in the past. He immediately tore off the A4 paper in the file bag and rushed towards Jiang Zhiyu aggressively.

"What? You want to fight?" Jiang Zhiyu just stood there, not taking a single step back, and there wasn't even a trace of panic in his eyes.

Gu Ye's eyebrows were throbbing and veins on his forehead bulged, as if his nerves were paralyzed by alcohol. He pushed away the "brother" who tried to stop him, and greeted Jiang Zhiyu with his right fist.

At the moment he made his move, Jiang Zhiyu curled his lips slightly, stretched out his right arm, and directly grasped Gu Ye's wrist.

"Squeak."

A subtle sound was heard, followed by Gu Ye's scream.

The students in the private room looked in the direction of the sound and gasped, only to see that one of Gu Ye's arms was hanging at a strange angle, as if... it was dislocated!

"Ah!" Gu Ye's eyes were red. "How dare you... I want to call the police! Li Hui, help me call the police!"

"Call the police?"

Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly, as if she had heard a joke. She took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands before blinking her eyes and looking innocently at the classmates behind Gu Ye who didn't even dare to breathe.

"You all saw it. I came to Gu Ye to pay off a debt, but he refused and tried to hit me. I was just a little girl, and when I saw him rushing towards me, I was so scared that I could only defend myself."

Her eyes seemed to have magical power. Li Hui, who was holding his cell phone ready to call the police, suddenly paused and put his phone away hesitantly.

"You call this self-defense?" Gu Ye was so angry that he laughed. He could only grit his teeth and endure the pain. "And those transfers and payments on behalf of others, weren't they all done willingly by you? Now you come to me to pay it back, do you still have any shame?"

"Oh?" Jiang Zhiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. "I am willing? May I ask what evidence Master Gu has?"

"you!"

Gu Ye was furious, his eyes seemed to be filled with poison, but his tone was a little gentler: "Ayu, I know you are still angry about me leaving without saying goodbye. Let's find a place to have a good chat..."

"Gu Ye. It's useless for you to tear up that document. After all, I have kept the original records."

Jiang Zhiyu stroked the blood-red ribbon on his wrist, looked down at Gu Ye who was slumped on the ground, and put away his smile impatiently: "I have consulted a lawyer, and it is difficult to get the law to recognize the transfer record as a loan, but it is not impossible."

"Also, I heard you applied to a military academy, congratulations." She curled her lips nonchalantly, "But, military academies require political review, right? If I take this data to report, do you think you will still be admitted?"

"..." Gu Ye pursed his lips tightly, with an expression of disbelief in his eyes, "How did you know that I applied for a military academy?"

"That's not important." Jiang Zhiyu paused for a moment, "Besides, what would happen if your old-fashioned father knew that you owed so much money outside? If I remember correctly, you have a brother who is a hundred times better than you, right?"

“Jiang Zhiyu!” Gu Ye gritted his teeth, his face ashen, unable to utter a word, “Okay, I’ll return it!”

"Give it here." Seeing that he acknowledged it, Jiang Zhiyu stretched out his hand indifferently without saying a single extra word.

"I, I don't have it right now." Gu Ye stammered.

Jiang Zhiyu sneered, a hint of sarcasm appeared on his lips, and threw another transparent file bag to Gu Ye.

"What is this?" Gu Ye opened the file bag with one hand and took out the thin piece of paper inside. "Loan contract? Annual interest rate of 24%? Jiang Zhiyu, are you taking this opportunity to blackmail me?"

"The annual interest rate is 24%. I've checked and it meets the standards for private lending and is not usury." Jiang Zhiyu nodded dignifiedly, "Sign it."

Gu Ye had no choice but to bite his finger and press his fingerprint on the paper, thinking that he would find a way to deny it later.

Jiang Zhiyu put away the loan contract and was about to leave, but was stopped by Gu Ye again.

"You hurt my arm like this, and you want to just walk away?" Gu Ye smiled sarcastically, "As for the compensation, at least you should give me 10 yuan, right?"

"10w?" Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly, and while Gu Ye was not paying attention, he leaned over, grabbed his injured arm, and lifted it up with force.

With a "click" sound, Gu Ye's arm returned to its original position and was reconnected.

"You..." Gu Ye stood up and tried to move his arm. After finding that there was no problem, he looked at Jiang Zhiyu in shock.

Is this still the timid little follower he once knew?

The classmates behind him were already stunned by this reversal.

dong dong dong.

Before Jiang Zhiyu left, there was a regular knock on the door.

"Excuse me, sorry to bother you. The consumption in private room 206 today is 9683 yuan. Who would like to pay the bill?" The staff member pushed the door open with a smile.

Everyone turned their eyes to Gu Ye. After all, it was he who set up today's situation.

"Why are you looking at me? It's AA!" Gu Ye pursed his lips in embarrassment.

He had been thinking that Jiang Zhiyu would come to help him settle the bill, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhiyu to suddenly become a different person, threatening him to repay the money and forcing him to sign some kind of loan contract.

9683 yuan! How can he have so much money?

When the classmates around heard Gu Ye's request to pay AA, their expressions all changed.

Are you kidding? This is the only five-star hotel in the whole county! 9683 yuan! There are ten of them, and each person wants 968.3 yuan! Where can they get the money?

"Gu Ye, isn't this a bit unfair? If you hadn't called us, we wouldn't have dared to come to the Deep Blue Hotel."

"Yeah yeah!"

A group of young people started talking at once.

Jiang Zhiyu was too lazy to listen to their nonsense, so she turned around and left gracefully with her bag.

*

It was afternoon, the hottest time of the day.

The plants in the green belt couldn't stand the scorching sun and hung their heads, looking sickly. Even the air seemed to be filled with a hot and sticky feeling.

Suddenly, a quick ring rang, adding a bit of heat to this already suffocating summer day.

Jiang Zhiyu frowned slightly, and seeing that it was an unknown number, he clicked "Reject" without hesitation.

But the person on the other end of the phone seemed very patient. Even though he was rejected three or two times, he still persevered.

Finally, when the phone rang for the fourth time, Jiang Zhiyu answered the call with a frown.

……

"So, what you mean is that I signed up for a competition before, and if I can't show up on time, I will have to pay you a penalty of 20 yuan?"

Jiang Zhiyu raised his eyes slightly and listened to the sweet female voice on the other end of the phone for about three to five minutes before he spoke cautiously.