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

*

After getting the phone, Jiang Zhiyu checked the balance of his bank card first.

Previously, the police told her that Gu Ye and Li Ju would be detained within a month at the latest.

Before that, if Gu's father returned Gu Ye's previous debt and the compensation for the flute, his son's punishment would be reduced as appropriate.

Tiger poison does not eat children.

And consider your father's face.

Sure enough, there was an extra balance of 19 yuan on the bank card.

Adding the 1 yuan that Gu Ye had paid back before, it’s exactly 20 yuan, not more, not less.

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes narrowed slightly. He still needed 30 yuan to crack down on the loan shark gang.

It seems a bit slow.

……

She took a look at Weibo and quickly found Han Shuyi's new media account.

Xiaoyi had some money but didn't post much content. Jiang Zhiyu picked out three or five popular videos and took a look at them.

But I didn't see any clues.

However, if this Han Shuyi was really the person she knew, then these days would be exactly the same as in her previous life.

Even more moisturizing.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiyu logged into her email, only to find that Han Shuyi had already sent her many emails.

Even the WeChat account was sent to me.

Jiang Zhiyu smiled slightly.

This Han Shuyi's personality seems to be exactly the same as in his previous life.

Sure enough, not long after she sent the friend verification, Han Shuyi approved her application.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Ah! Big Orange! You are here, you are finally here!

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Um, um, have you read the plan I sent you? I'm really not kidding, the app is already in preparation!

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: So who are the spies from Yan State?

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Don't pay attention to Yueshu and Weiyu, they are both bad! Come to me, I will give you S-level treatment!

……

Looking at the lines of small words on the screen, a barely perceptible smile appeared on Jiang Zhiyu's lips.

It was as if she had returned to an afternoon thousands of years ago, when she was practicing calligraphy under a pear tree, and Han Shuyi was whispering in her ear.

But, could this Han Shuyi be the one she knew a thousand years ago?

Jiang Zhiyu raised her hand and typed a line of small words in the WeChat chat box.

Orange (the WeChat account that Jiang Zhiyu just registered): Is the pastry shop at the entrance of East Street closed?

Soon, Han Shuyi sent another WeChat message.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Ah?

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: What pastry shop?

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Big orange, do you want to eat some?

A barely perceptible disappointment gradually filled Jiang Zhiyu's eyes.

But it only lasted for a moment and then disappeared.

Orange: Sorry, I sent it to the wrong person.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: It doesn’t matter. Juzi, when can you terminate your contract with Weiyu?

Orange: The trial will start in a month, so it should be not far away.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Okay, okay, my website and app will be operational in about a month.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: So Mr. Orange, are you coming?

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Emm, it doesn't matter if you don't want to come. There is no need to give any sympathy votes. You still have to make plans for your future.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Hi, I’m a little embarrassed to say it, but for now, the number of successful entrepreneurial ventures I have had is still zero.

Jiang Zhiyu was a little surprised and couldn't help but recall some scenes from a thousand years ago.

After thinking for a long time, she carefully typed a line of small words.

Orange: Let’s succeed from this time on.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Okay, okay, thank you for the encouragement, Orange!

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Also, does Mr. Orange want to come to our little site?

Orange: Yeah.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Wow! Ok, ok, ok, I love you so much! To show my sincerity, I will send you a basket of oranges!

?

A question mark slowly appeared in Jiang Zhiyu's head.

The pen name "Orange" was simply because when she was typing her nickname, she happened to see an orange on the desk, so she used it.

It’s not because I like eating oranges.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Can you give me your address?

Orange: Thank you, but no thanks. Also, you can just call me Orange.

Xiaoyi Xiaoyi: Hey, Orange! Now that we are so familiar with each other, can you secretly tell me who the spy from Yan State is?

……

*

Busy days always pass quickly.

In a blink of an eye, there was only less than a day left until the second performance.

Seeing that the weather outside was just right, Jiang Zhiyu decided to go out to bask in the sun, warm the yang energy in his body, and eliminate the cold and dampness.

However, he didn't expect to run into Cheng Kai, who was drunk, as soon as he reached the lobby of the practice building.

"Jiang Zhiyu?"

Cheng Kai sneered and stretched out his hand to block Jiang Zhiyu's way.

"Don't you know how to say hello when you see your senior?"

Cheng Kai had been having a very miserable time during the past three days.

Not only did Zheng Nanzhu not let him touch her, she even seemed to be trying to draw a clear line between them.

Although Jiang Zhiyu and Li Zhiyu did not go out to gossip, keeping them around was always a hidden danger, like burying a bomb next to your pillow that might explode at any time.

Moreover, the song struck his soul directly, causing him to have nightmares for three days in a row.

He went to his agent to see if there was any way to make Jiang Zhiyu and Li Zhiyu stop their actions without any intervention, but he was given all kinds of "tai chi" advice.

Even before leaving, he was warned that the inspections were strict recently and he should not mess around again.

But he never listened to his agent.

So what if the inspection is strict? He is a young master with a family!

So, before going to the island, Cheng Kai went out for some "fun".

But that little internet celebrity seemed to have grown wings and even dared to ask him for a car and a house!

There was a hint of threat in his words.

Cheng Kai was so angry that he left in anger.

I didn't expect to meet Jiang Zhiyu shortly after arriving on the island. Naturally, I was furious.

……

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes suddenly became sharp, like a frost-hardened blade, and he looked at Cheng Kai with a hint of disgust.

But unexpectedly, at a glance, I discovered that there seemed to be a small subcutaneous bruise on his neck.

Commonly known as kiss.

Jiang Zhiyu curled his lips slightly and sneered.

Didn’t Cheng Kai look in the mirror before going out?

How dare you expose yourself like this in front of the camera?

You know, as the deputy C position of the group that debuted in the last season of "Top Stream", Cheng Kai's character was established very perfectly.

Gentle, considerate and respectful to women.

Unfortunately, it seems now that a character is just a character.

"What? I was the sub-C last season after all. Is it so difficult for you to call me senior?"

The sun was scorching, and Cheng Kai couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

"I was just thinking that you seemed a little different today." Jiang Zhiyu glanced in the direction of the camera calmly and adjusted his position slightly.

"Oh?" Cheng Kai curled his lips, a little surprised. Could it be that Jiang Zhiyu was conquered by his charm?

"You have a small blood clot on your neck." Jiang Zhiyu said calmly, "Blood clots of this magnitude are generally not a big problem. But if they flow into the brain, they may cause a stroke, resulting in facial paralysis, paralysis of the limbs, and so on."