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I thought I had completely conquered this lonely young woman. To my surprise, I fell into her gentle trap. Later, I began to doubt her and asked about her profession, which made her a bit annoyed. I also revealed that I had used the identity of Lao Yu while drunk. She realized that her initial investment might end up being a loss. Therefore, she wanted me to make one last effort. She offered me an investment opportunity, allowing me to introduce the real rich second generation—Lao Yu—into the game.
She introduced the Long Black Hair model to Lao Yu. The Long Black Hair model was also part of the Pig Butchering Scheme. Thus, Lao Yu was gradually dragged into the scheme. Sister Ma's team used various methods to keep getting Lao Yu to invest more money. Sister Ma thought that my investment of 30,000 yuan would definitely go down the drain. To her surprise, I managed to turn things around and even shared profits with her every month.
When Sister Ma's team was about to take Lao Yu's Pig Butchering Scheme to the final step, Lao Yu was even prepared to transfer the funds to the Long Black Hair model. Unexpectedly, one of the online victims of the Pig Butchering Scheme reported it to the police. Their group was all taken away. Lao Yu managed to escape by luck. Unfortunately, I also faced trouble because my transactions led me to be questioned at the police station.
Lao Yu and I left the police station in a dejected manner. We agreed that no one should speak of this incident, especially not Chen Qian. Back at the studio, Chen Qian was focused on retouching photos.
When we entered, she didn't even look up and started complaining.
"Wei Gang, next time before you leave, organize the appointments, and also, take your clothes away, and..."
"Okay, I'll take care of it right away."
I pulled Lao Yu and walked out the door.
Lao Yu looked at the sign of Qianjian and chuckled at me.
"You little rascal, you’ve borrowed my name and achieved success in both love and career."
"But this time, I almost got killed because of you."
"I'll treat you to a drink to calm your nerves."
"Not drinking."
"Then what do you want to do?"
Lao Yu thought for a moment and said, "How about I invest some money to expand Qianjian?"
"This..."
"What? Not happy? Afraid of being wrapped up by capital?"
"Not really, it's just that you just went through the Pig Butchering Scheme; is it appropriate to invest more money now?"
"Then consider it as a loan from you."
"Investor, you've figured out the trick here."
When we graduated, Chen Qian and I took a trip to Xiamen together.
We ran over to Gulangyu and visited various small shops to get stamps.
We walked barefoot, splashing in the waves, digging for shells on the beach.
Chen Qian said she understood why people are so complicated.
Because people are like the beach; the surface is delicate, but underneath lies all sorts of things.
I said, then let's dig slowly.
She replied, no need.
Like a shell hidden in the sand, people still prefer the beach.
I met with Sister Ma.
Sister Ma shared some of her true stories with me.
She said that when she was young, she indeed encountered someone she deeply loved.
This man was very much like me.
This man did not drink and was not abusive.
This man was her first "prey" and the first "pig" she killed.
"At that time, I had just entered the industry and truly fell in love with him."
"The person who brought me into the industry told me this was a necessary phase."
"I 'killed' 500,000 from him, of which 200,000 was a loan."
"After I left him, he committed suicide by jumping off a building."
I looked at Sister Ma, this woman who was already 35 years old.
Her face was very calm.
I questioned her if she really loved that man.
She smiled and said, "I did love him."
"But I love money more."
"You know, it hasn't snowed in Ganzhou this year?"
I nodded.
"Do you know what that represents?"
I shook my head.
Sister Ma stood up and looked out the window.
"This year, there is no snow in Ganzhou, just like there is no love in Zhanggong District; the lovers of Entertainment Center can never be brought home, and our destination can only stop at sex."
"Those who use 'love' to exchange money with the devil do not deserve to speak of 'love'."
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