Chapter 790: 37: Cannon Fodder in the Real World (37)

The cost of that batch of chips was extremely high, and the selling price after repairs was, of course, quite substantial. With this, Jiang Lai made a fortune.

Soon after, Jiang Li started a price war, aiming to suppress Jiang Lai with the most brutal and straightforward methods.

Jiang Lai simply stopped all overt commercial activities of the company, using the name of a foreign company to purchase Jiang Family’s low-priced products in bulk, then reprocessing them to sell at the highest price with the lowest cost.

After three months of back-and-forth price war, Jiang Lai was raking in huge profits.

What is the point of earning money?

To spend it.

So Jiang Lai began to infiltrate from within, organizing the biggest strike and resignation movement ever among Jiang Family’s employees.

By the time Jiang Li figured everything out, he was shocked to discover that he had fallen into Jiang Lai’s trap from the very beginning.

From the start, he didn’t believe Jiang Lai could have the technology to repair chips, and up to now, he still felt like he was dreaming, as everything seemed so unreal.

He sold off his properties, exhausting everything, just to decimate Jiang Lai and then seize all she had.

Now, he had nothing left.

But Jiang Lai, by leveraging his efforts, had grown even stronger.

The endless hatred and regret made Jiang Li tremble uncontrollably. He stared expressionlessly into the distance, and at that moment, his soul completely died.

The most despairing thing for him was not the failure itself, but...

That he lost to Jiang Lai.

A weakling who never caught his eye from childhood, an ant he wouldn’t even bother to kill even when she was comatose.

He fell into endless regret and pain.

If he had directly killed Jiang Lai back then, would these events have happened?

Back then, Jiang Lai was so weak, so weak that he could pinch her to death with just a finger.

But now it was all too late.

He couldn’t understand why he lost to Jiang Lai.

He couldn’t accept such an ending.

Nor did he know how to turn back and face the debts he owed.

Another day passed as he watched the sun slowly disappear before him, the sunset eventually coating the entire sky, the orange-yellow glow fading away, and the world returning to darkness.

In the dead of night, there was the sound of glass shattering, a heavy object hitting the ground with a thud.

Amidst a final sigh, a scream pierced the sky.

"Jiang Li committed suicide."

Little Buding was the first to see the news online. Initially, he was shocked beyond words, his voice trembling as he spoke.

He committed suicide just like that?

Wasn’t it just a business defeat accompanied by a mountain of debt? He was, after all, the Jiang Family’s young master, a camel that even emaciated was bigger than a horse. How could he have committed suicide!

"Jiang Lai, your brother committed suicide, and you have no reaction?"

Jiang Lai indeed showed no expression, lazily lying in bed and responding.

"Did you see him commit suicide with your own eyes?"

"There are even photos on the news. If you don’t believe it, see for yourself."

"Seeing isn’t always believing. He wouldn’t commit suicide. Even if humanity went extinct, he wouldn’t commit suicide."

Little Buding was made to question himself by Jiang Lai’s certainty.

"But... why do you say that?"

"Because he will die by my hands."

With that, Jiang Lai sighed, got up slowly, changed clothes, and left the Huang Family.

By the artificial lake in front of the Jiang Family, a black van pulled up. The driver got out, walked around to the back, and opened the door to pull out a heavy burlap sack.

The sack hit the ground, and muffled groans came from within.

"Open it."

The sack opened to reveal a disheveled Jiang Li, bound and tied up inside. Upon seeing the face opposite him, his eyes filled with a strong and raging hatred.

Jiang Lai ripped the tape off his mouth.

Jiang Li spat out a mouthful of blood, glaring at Jiang Lai’s face, his gaze like a knife, itching to carve a piece of flesh off her.

"You did this to yourself, saving me a lot of trouble indeed."

As Jiang Lai spoke, she pulled out a gun from her bag.

This was given to her by Mr. Huang, but she had never used it.

Seeing the gun in her hand, Jiang Li sneered.

"My little sister has grown up and even knows how to use a gun. What? Are you going to shoot your brother?"

"My brother is already dead. I don’t know who you are."

Jiang Li secretly gritted his teeth.

When he failed, his first thought was to escape.

The creditors would eventually come knocking, Jiang Technology was finished, and he couldn’t stay to be dragged down by Jiang Technology’s debts.

As for Jiang Lai, she wouldn’t let him off easily.

The foreseeable life ahead was dire.

Since that was the case, of course, he’d find an opportunity to leave.

With the money he had saved for himself, he planned to leave and start anew.

He found a scapegoat and staged a jumping-off suicide scene. No one would think the person who died wasn’t him.

After all, the body, wearing his clothes and watch, jumped from his office window, shattering upon impact from over sixty floors up.

He thought he could fool everyone.

But on the way out of the city, his car was hit and flipped. When he awoke, he was back at the Jiang Family.

Jiang Lai sat in front, high and mighty.

Just like the first time he saw her, she stood in a princess dress next to their grandfather. His grandfather, who had never smiled at him, picked her up and put her on his lap.

At that moment, he knew the gap between him and Jiang Lai.

He didn’t believe in the bloodline theory, so he always gritted his teeth and worked hard, wanting to prove his ability was enough to trample Jiang Lai underfoot.

But now, after striving for half his life, looking back, he was still just an inherently inferior bastard.

"Don’t you want to know why I’ve always disliked you?"

"I don’t want to know."

"If you didn’t want to know, why were you secretly crying next to me when you were a kid? Jiang Lai, stop deceiving yourself."

"I cried because the puppy I raised died. Never mind, I’ll count that debt on you as well."

With that, Jiang Lai pressed the gun against Jiang Li’s head.

The man raised his head arrogantly, looking at her with disdain.

"You won’t kill me because you don’t..."

"Bang—!!"

A gunshot rang, and a blood hole appeared between the man’s eyebrows, blood gushing out.

Now the world was finally quiet.

Jiang Lai silently watched his body fall, looked into his eyes that wouldn’t close in death, and dispassionately tapped her numb ear from the gun’s shock.

"Such a bother."

Jiang Li’s body was dragged away.

Now he was truly dead, dead from the fall, with news everywhere of his suicide.

After putting away the gun, Jiang Lai looked back at the Jiang Family.

Cold, silent, utterly uninteresting.

"Jiang Lai... I really didn’t expect you would really..."

"What?"

"Actually kill Jiang Li with your own hands."

In retrospect, it was indeed quite reasonable.

But Little Buding was still shocked by the decisiveness of Jiang Lai’s actions.