Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire

Chapter 108: Interlocking Links

"No abductions in the world, peace and joy!"

Both onstage and offstage, everyone shouted together, the sound was deafening.

Jiang Cheng glanced at Feng Jiaojiao, smiling brightly, looking so charming.

"Scared to death, weren’t you?"

"Surprised? Unexpected?"

Feng Jiaojiao pointed a finger at Jiang Cheng.

"You—did it on purpose!"

Jiang Cheng replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, you were probably thinking of taking the lead in rehearsing another play once we left, and then you’d be not just the lead but the playwright too."

"What a pity, this is what happens when someone like me is a bit too smart to predict your actions."

"Do you want to guess what I’ll do next?"

With a few words, Jiang Cheng made Feng Jiaojiao so angry she was about to explode.

More importantly, Jiang Cheng had cut off one of her routes to Shangjing City.

"Drop dead!"

Feng Jiaojiao swung a slap, but Jiang Cheng predicted it and dodged, standing to the side, shaking her head in a tut-tut manner.

"I told you I was clever, yet you try such childish tricks."

Feng Jiaojiao went completely mad, recklessly charging at Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng was not ready to fight back; with a sidestep, she slid smoothly aside, standing behind someone.

"If you’ve got the guts, hit me!"

Feng Jiaojiao didn’t manage to catch Jiang Cheng, and hearing Jiang Cheng’s taunting words, she was provoked and was about to lunge again.

"Feng—Jiaojiao!"

With a powerful shout, all of Feng Jiaojiao’s actions came to an abrupt halt.

Due to inertia, Feng Jiaojiao changed direction midway, and with a sidelong plunge, she ended up dusty and dirty on the ground.

The person who shouted commanded authority without anger.

Lying on the ground, Feng Jiaojiao wished she could vanish into thin air.

Unfortunately, the other person’s icy gaze was fixed on her, so she could only swiftly stand up, head down, looking guilty.

Seeing this, Jiang Cheng continued to tattle without any embarrassment.

"Director Guo, it’s her who stole our performance. We were originally planning to offer the script for free since we’re just an amateur night school; everyone has jobs, and it’s impossible for us to perform for long periods."

"Who knew Comrade Feng Jiaojiao would be in such a rush."

Director Guo was a major leader of the provincial theater troupe.

It was also he who decided to invite the night school drama troupe to perform.

Originally, Director Guo was planning to discuss collaboration with the night school, since, as Jiang Cheng said, the night school couldn’t perform continuously for long.

Cooperation was the best for both parties.

But this so-called key performer mucked it up.

"Feng Jiaojiao, do you have anything to say?"

Director Guo asked, and Feng Jiaojiao wasn’t stupid.

She understood that Director Guo must already know the truth of the matter, or he wouldn’t be so angry.

Feng Jiaojiao immediately raised her head, tears wetting her cheeks, bowing ninety degrees toward Jiang Cheng.

"I’m sorry! It was my fault."

Jiang Cheng listened, smiling and asking, "Really? I don’t quite believe your sincerity, how about you say it again?"

Feng Jiaojiao discreetly glared at the overreaching Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng immediately raised her right hand.

"Reporting to the leader, Comrade Feng Jiaojiao just glared at me!"

Feng Jiaojiao was furious.

Are you a kid!

How can you still be tattling in the moment!

Jiang Cheng bared her teeth in a smile, not the least bit embarrassed.

What’s wrong with tattling on the spot?

She likes it, she wants it!

Director Guo looked at Jiang Cheng with a headache.

This girl found the residential compound by herself and precisely grasped his mindset; she was no simple character.

Director Guo hurriedly gestured for Jiang Cheng to put her hand down, and expressed that he would definitely punish Comrade Feng Jiaojiao for her actions.

Jiang Cheng listened to Director Guo’s words and acknowledged, "That is the decision of the provincial theater academy, as an outsider, it’s not my place to get involved."

"However... our only request for providing the script for free is that Feng Jiaojiao is not to play any role."

Director Guo nodded and said, "Okay."

That one "okay" made Feng Jiaojiao wobble.

She trembled all over, as though falling into an abyss.

What to do? What to do?

Feng Jiaojiao wasn’t afraid of punishment, but was scared of losing her way to Beijing.

Not going to Beijing, with Wei Deming’s family background, she wouldn’t stand a chance.

Director Guo let out a cold snort at the dazed Feng Jiaojiao and walked away first.

Jiang Cheng was also ready to leave.

She looked at Feng Jiaojiao and said, "I don’t need you to remember my name, but please remember my face. If you dare stretch your claws towards our night school people again, I’ll—chop off your paws!"

Jiang Cheng made a chopping motion, scaring Feng Jiaojiao into a shiver.

It was only long after Jiang Cheng left that Feng Jiaojiao realized the cold sweat on her back.

At this moment, Feng Jiaojiao had no mind to think about revenge.

Not being stupid, she immediately understood that everything today was arranged by Jiang Cheng.

Taking the stage to steal the show, gifting the script, finding the high-ups, revealing her actions, it was all planned step by step.

Feng Jiaojiao only felt a chill down her spine.

For now, she was lucky to keep her job.

*

After the night school received the award, the script was indeed given away.

Before it was given away, Jiang Cheng sought the night school people’s opinions.

And just as she said, everyone had formal jobs, once was okay, but doing it time and again, their jobs wouldn’t be happy.

So gifting the script was the best choice.

Giving it away seemed more noble, and advanced evaluations became more stable.

At this time, Jiang Cheng, who had come out of the provincial theater, was surrounded by a bunch of classmates, vividly telling everyone how a bit miserable Feng Jiaojiao was.

Everyone listened with rapt attention, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction.

After enough was said, Sun Jiandong spoke, "I thought we were just morally occupying the high ground and wouldn’t report Feng Jiaojiao."

Jiang Cheng immediately disagreed and asked, "Comrade Sun Jiandong, what gave you the illusion that I would let the instigator off the hook?"

"Besides, you all didn’t complain along the way, worked tirelessly, and all the efforts were made by you."

"How could I watch your hard work be taken away by someone else!"

"Since I could lead you out, I would certainly ensure that you go home without feeling wronged!"

The Jiang Cheng-style encouragement and touching speech began again.

The night school students knew well that Jiang Cheng’s words might have some embellishment.

But it was this person whose promises came true.

Who wouldn’t like this Jiang Cheng?

Principal Wang and Teacher Yu stood at the back of the group, not interrupting Jiang Cheng and the night school students’ bonding.

Teacher Yu watched with emotion and said, "Jiang Cheng has started again."

Principal Wang calmly took two stones out of his pocket and said, "Yeah, I quite like listening."

Teacher Yu was about to agree when he saw Principal Wang slyly tossing stones.

"Principal, aren’t you taking the paperweights back?"

Principal Wang turned around slowly and pointed at Teacher Yu’s lower back, saying, "Don’t think I didn’t see the stick on your waist!"

Teacher Yu was embarrassed for a moment, then calmly took out the stick from his back and said, "I brought it just in case, better safe than sorry."

Principal Wang responded with a two-word snicker to Teacher Yu.

Teacher Yu muttered quietly from behind, "You didn’t see Jiang Cheng with a kitchen knife tucked behind her...I couldn’t calm her down otherwise."

"Ah... it’s tough for me."

Teacher Yu shook his head, joining the big group ahead with a smile.

Meanwhile, Shen Que, coming out of the theater, was looking for Jiang Cheng.

He was a step too late.

Director Lian was about to speak when Shen Que said, "Comrade Jiang is healthy, her legs nimble."

Director Lian couldn’t hide his toothache-like expression.

"Shen Que, I really want to study your brain post-romance!"

It’s not normal!