Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 230

Chapter 230: Chapter 230: Xiao Lu Is Never Late

Jiang Cheng blatantly complained, while Zhang Guisheng displayed a helpless expression on his honest-looking face, appearing to want to explain.

Xiao Lu, the attendant, also found it all somewhat intriguing, and straightforwardly asked for Zhang Guisheng’s letter of introduction.

"Alright, I’ll take note of it and verify it later."

Xiao Lu returned the letter of introduction to Zhang Guisheng and walked off carrying a kettle.

Zhang Guisheng still maintained his honest demeanor and said to Jiang Cheng, "I’m the one Hua Ying’s father arranged for her to marry. I know I’m from the countryside, and Hua Ying despises me."

Zhang Guisheng lowered his head, and Jiang Cheng grew wary.

To reach this stage, he could still keep up the act.

This showed he could fully control his emotions; the man in front of him was not simple.

If she hadn’t met Hua Ying’s father, she might have believed him.

Without hearing a response from Jiang Cheng, Zhang Guisheng put down the lunch box and left, his departure marked by a silhouette filled with bitterness.

Standing at the door, Hua Ying stared at the lunch box on the floor, feeling utterly repulsed.

Instinctively, she glanced at Jiang Cheng, who was silent, and sincerely said, "Thank you."

"It’s nothing."

Jiang Cheng smiled indifferently, preparing to return to the compartment.

Hua Ying looked at the lunch box on the ground and eventually picked it up; waste is shameful.

But she didn’t plan to eat it and intended to return it.

However, before doing so, Hua Ying wanted to figure out a method.

Hua Ying followed behind Jiang Cheng into the compartment, and resolutely asked, "Mr. Jiang, what should I do about someone like Zhang Guisheng?"

Preparing to climb to the top bunk, Jiang Cheng paused for a moment and said three words.

"Not ruthless enough!"

Hua Ying listened, furrowed her brows.

Isn’t it enough?

Jiang Cheng simply turned around, looked at Hua Ying, and asked, "How did your mother deal with your father?" 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

As soon as Hua Ying’s mother was mentioned, a warm expression appeared on her face.

"My mom grabbed a kitchen knife—"

Hua Ying suddenly had an epiphany.

Jiang Cheng said, like a teacher seeing potential in a student, "Your mom is your best lesson book; some people need to be hurt once, let them feel pain, let them fear, and you will get the peace you want."

Hua Ying nodded repeatedly.

"Thank you, I understand!"

Jiang Cheng waved his hand nonchalantly and climbed onto the bed.

Hua Ying said no more, turned around, and left with the lunch box.

Soon, outside came Hua Ying’s shouting and a series of clattering sounds.

Li Chunxiang, biting a large carrot, leaned against the compartment door, looking out and giving Jiang Cheng a live broadcast.

"The lunch box hit Zhang Guisheng’s face."

"Oh dear, just hit three coarse-grain cakes, still black, with one lunch box being empty!"

"Hua Ying is hitting him with the lunch box!"

"Nice, that hit was a good one!"

...

Jiang Cheng listened and asked, "What expression does Zhang Guisheng have?"

Li Chunxiang craned her neck harder to see.

"It’s still that honest face."

From the bunk, Jiang Cheng appeared contemplative.

Ten minutes later, Hua Ying returned.

Her body and hair were somewhat disheveled, but her spirit was strong.

It seemed that the grudge in her heart had largely dissipated.

The rest of the day’s journey was quiet, and Zhang Guisheng didn’t come by again.

During dinner, Jiang Cheng and the two others went to the dining car to eat.

Jiang Cheng didn’t show off and honestly paid and presented tickets, buying five bowls of noodles.

She and Li Chunxiang each had a bowl of noodles, while Gao Zhonghua ate three bowls himself.

After eating, the three returned to the compartment.

As usual, Li Chunxiang guarded the first half of the night, Gao Zhonghua the second, and Jiang Cheng made her own arrangements.

Early the next morning, Jiang Cheng climbed out of bed, waiting for Xiao Lu, the attendant to arrive.

She sat on a small stool in the aisle, checking her watch, then the compartment door.

Late.

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