The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 122: One song every 10 minutes, 16 million in hand!

Chapter 122: Chapter 122: One song every 10 minutes, 16 million in hand!

"It’s not that impressive, just something I did for fun..." Zhang Ziqi put down her water glass and squeezed out a faint smile.

After saying that, she buried her head in her meal, afraid of giving herself away because she felt overly self-conscious.

"Qiqi, you’re too modest, this is pure talent! Unlike us, we still have to study for a year or two at school, probably just to get a grasp of it," Mao Lili said, full of envy.

Upon hearing this, Wen Rui’s face turned pale as if a sore spot had been touched, and she bit her lip.

After a while, she seemed to think of something, her eyes lifted and looked towards Jiang Man, appearing very uneasy.

"Cousin, I want to get a part-time job, do you know any bar owners? I’d like to perform there," she said.

The reason she didn’t talk to Jiang Man in private was that she wanted to say it in front of Zhang Ziqi and Mao Lili as well.

What if they had connections?

"You want to sing in a bar to make some extra money?" Mao Lili was surprised.

She was a well-behaved girl, coming from a pretty good family environment, never aware of the hardships of the common people, and always thought a bar wasn’t a decent place.

Zhang Ziqi felt the same.

However, Jiang Man’s view was different, heroes are not judged by their origins, and judging whether an environment is good or bad should not be based merely on appearances.

Many famous singers had their start singing in bars, those times could become meaningful memories, and a valuable experience in life.

"I’ll ask around for you," she said, not committing right away, as she wasn’t very familiar with the area of Beicheng.

She would have to ask for Lu Xingzhou’s help with this.

Seeing Jiang Man agree, Wen Rui’s face finally brightened with a smile.

She didn’t think Jiang Man was like her uncle and aunt had described, saying that her cousin was a thankless wolf, cold-blooded.

On the contrary, she found her cousin to be cool on the outside but warm on the inside, with a heart possibly too good.

"Thank you, cousin," Wen Rui said sweetly.

Jiang Man gave the younger girl a look, her eyes brimming with sincerity.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, "No big deal."

Zhang Ziqi and Mao Lili were very curious about Jiang Man’s identity, but each time they both refrained from asking.

They vaguely guessed that there must be a very powerful man supporting Jiang Man from behind.

However, Jiang Man always kept her lips sealed about this man, the only possibility being that he was married, and Jiang Man was a mistress he kept on the side, someone not to be openly talked about.

As for the married big shots of Beicheng, their knowledge was limited, those were people at the tip of the pyramid, inaccessible to people from middle-class families like theirs.

...

After lunch, the group returned to their dormitories for a short rest, then continued with military training in the afternoon.

Today’s training was intense, practicing crawling with a gun in hand, the rifles were unloaded, so there weren’t any safety issues, but an empty sniper rifle weighed nearly fifteen pounds. Crawling with that thing was simply torturous.

Many girls couldn’t endure it and ended up crying and wailing.

But crying was useless, the instructor would only get stricter.

Unlike these girls, Jiang Man was the most distinct presence, effortlessly completing the crawling exercise with the rifle in hand.

Although her camouflage uniform was stained with dust and even her face had gotten grimy, none of it could hide her beauty.

Her pair of ebony-black eyes shone brightly like black gemstones, with a confident and cool expression on her upturned brows and eyes.

"Student Jiang Man did great! The first to complete the training!" Instructor Liu couldn’t help but praise.

A bunch of male students were still struggling, and upon hearing the instructor’s voice, they could hardly believe it.

The first one?

They, the tall guys over one meter eight, had actually been beaten by a young girl?

Jiang Man walked to the side to rest, unscrewing a bottle of mineral water.

Seeing this, Instructor Liu approached her and couldn’t help asking, "Your crawling posture was very standard, where did you learn this before?"

This point baffled the instructor, was it possibly learned during high school military training?

"I’ve learned it before," Jiang Man said, not elaborating further.

During her military training at Harvard, they had gone through crazier things; they had even invited a colonel from West Point Military Academy to be their instructor.

Back then, it wasn’t a matter of bluffing through with playful antics; it was real practice with live ammunition.

"That’s good, the military training in high school was no joke."

"Never went to high school," Jiang Man stated blandly, not planning to explain further.

The instructor, Liu, opened his mouth, a look of confusion on his face.

Never went to high school? Then where did she learn?

...

Evening.

Jiang Man skipped the march training and drove straight back to Rong Mansion.

She knew how to sing the military song after hearing it once and didn’t think it was necessary to practice.

As soon as her car approached villa number 8, someone from villa number 12 whistled at her.

"Sister Man, the instruments have been bought; come and pick yours."

Jiang Man parked her car casually, fitting it neatly into the spot.

She weighed the car keys in her hand and strode toward villa number 12.

The villa was large yet it felt empty.

Wu Yingfan ran down from the second floor, excited, and stopped in front of the living room: "Ta-da~"

He pulled away a black cloth to reveal a row of instruments.

The instruments rested against the floor-to-ceiling windows, displayed like individual exhibits.

Jiang Man walked over with large strides, hands pocketed in her pants, both cool and arrogant.

"You little guy, not bad at all!"

The first thing that caught her eye was a guitar, with a weathered look, but she could tell at a glance that it was a Smoman classical guitar, worth about 200,000 and not available in stores, only made-to-order.

The trouble was, there was a waiting list, and one had to order 1-2 years in advance.

Only a rich second generation like Wu Yingfan could get a hold of such a hard-to-get instrument.

"This guitar will do."

Without hesitation, Jiang Man picked up the guitar.

She leaned against a nearby sofa with the guitar in her arms and began to play impromptu.

The guitar’s sound was melodious and smooth, and a light and cheerful tune formed a complete melody that echoed throughout the villa.

Wu Yingfan closed his eyes and snapped his fingers, listening intently.

As Jiang Man improvised, she thought of the lyrics they had finally settled on yesterday. It took her just ten minutes to finalize the composition.

When the piece was finished, she spoke calmly, her tone unhurried yet unable to disguise her impatience, "Paper, pen."

"Right here!" Wu Yingfan was prepared, he immediately opened the drawer of the coffee table and found the music sheet and pen inside.

Jiang Man flipped open the blank music sheet, wrote rapidly, closed her eyes to recall the tune she just played, and then quickly wrote out the complete score.

"Done." Her expression was unflustered.

Wu Yingfan took the sheet music, marveling, "Damn, just ten minutes and 16 million in hand? Money comes easiest to you, Sister Man, in this world!"

"You’re laying it on thick there." Jiang Man, tempering pride with caution, tucked her hands back into her pockets, "I’m off."

"Go ahead, I’ll work on the digital version right now and send the song to Liu Pei!"

Jiang Man’s demeanor was languid as she stepped away.

She would split the 16 million with Wu Yingfan with a 6 to 4 ratio, hers being 6, Wu Yingfan’s 4.

Wu Yingfan didn’t lack money, but principles are principles.

Jiang Man knew that he was happy not because of the money he earned, but because he was able to assist her.

"Fan, your place is too empty, lacks a human touch. Find a girlfriend in the future; don’t stay single."

"Sure, Sister Man, I think your roommate named Zhang Ziqi isn’t bad. How about introducing her to me?"

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