Chapter 280 \nTitle: Rebirth of the Evil Mother-In-Law\n
Translator: Fringe CapybaraChapter 280 â Nevermind. There is value in his existence. (3)
It didnât matter how wealthy one was. Nobody would just shell out such a large amount for research with no hesitation.
He looked back and forth at Jiang WenYuâs extremely handsome face and, recalling Fang JunRongâs assistant with the outstanding look, and had it all figured out that very moment.
Jiang WenYu was probably Fang JunRongâs initial little boy toy that she kept. He couldn't help but bared his teeth. Fang JunRong was certainly generous to her boy toys, let it be Jiang WenYu or Jiang DeXian.\n
He patted Jiang WenYu on his shoulder and lamented. âThere are lots of fish in the sea. As the young master of the Zhang family, you will for sure be able to find someone more fitting than Boss Fang in the fuure.â
Jiang WenYu didnât like his flippant tone when he mentioned Fang JunRong. He stressed again, âI donât want to hear her name.â
He wasnât sure if his actions would bring about troubles for Fang JunRong so it was best to make it seem like the two of them had drifted apart from each other.
Zhang Bi smiled and said, âAlright. I get it. I wonât bring her up again.â\nPerhaps he could look for a few more individuals that resembled Fang JunRongâs assistant and sent them Jiang WenYuâs way. From what he had learned from Chang Xin, Jiang WenYu seemed to have some new ideas on his research recently.
The thought of that made the feeling of jealousy crawled all of his mind like poisonous bugs.
This world was too unfair. Not only was Jiang WenYu blessed with such talent, he was also very lucky. He survived his motherâs plan and their grandfather thought highly of him. Their grandfather had prepared so many expensive equipment for Jiang WenYu that even him, as one of the possible heirs since he was a child, had never gotten.
Well, never mind. He had his own value.
\nFang JunRong flew over the day before and headed toward the convention center early the next day.
She arrived at the perfect time and many of the companies had just finished putting their products on display. Fang JunRong did not attend this event along. In addition to Jiang DeXian, she also pulled some strings and brought with her Leng Ying, an expert in herbs. Leng Ying was 50 years old and appeared a very solemn person; she resembled a dean at school. She was, however, an expert in appraising herbs. Fang JunRong had her appraised the wild ginseng that she had brought with her. Prior to this, Leng Ying had seen wild ginseng of up to 120 years old. From the pronounced grains of the one that Fang JunRong had brought with, it looked to be at least 200 years old. If Fang JunRong was to auction it off, she could easily fetch 10 million. It was not something that was seem often.
Should Fang JunRong be short of money one day, she could always make money from selling wild ginsengs from her dimension. Granted, she would never do such a thing. That would be like announcing to the whole world that she had a way of fast growing these ginsengs. At most she would take a few out once in a while as gifts for networking.
With the help of Leng Ying, Fang JunRong was saved a lot of hassle. Leng Ying, standing next to her, explained to her the looks and quality each companyâs herbs and had further pointed out the few that she could get the best value from. Fang JunRong took that as a learning opportunity and felt that she had learned a lot.