Chapter 65 Acting and Extracting Information!

"Song Yi! It really is you! I almost thought I was seeing things!"

Jiang Cheng walked over while putting on a look of sheer astonishment.

Seeing Jiang Cheng approaching her, Song Yi's expression darkened instantly.

She muttered curses inwardly. How damn unlucky!

To run into a loser like Jiang Cheng just by visiting a 4S dealership!

Without a doubt, Jiang Cheng must have found out she was back in Qingzhou and came here intentionally to hound her again.

Ha! Such a classic pathetic simpering dog!

Frowning, Song Yi said coldly to Jiang Cheng, "Jiang Cheng, don't tell me you came here looking for me on purpose? How many times do I have to tell you? We've already broken up. We belong to different social classes now. Stop pestering me!"

Towards simpering losers, Song Yi had always been utterly contemptuous and merciless.

Especially a poor, pathetic simpering dog like Jiang Cheng—she would look down on him for the rest of her life.

Jiang Cheng rubbed his nose and put on an extremely arrogant expression. "Pestering you? Heh! Do you think I'm still that poor kid from before? Song Yi, ever since you betrayed me, I, Jiang Cheng, swore an oath that when I made something of myself, I would definitely slap you hard across the face!"

Right after that, he glanced sideways at Wu Liang, let out a cold snort, and mocked derisively, "Heh! Is this your new boyfriend? What does he do for a living? Why is he hesitating and making excuses even just to buy you a G-Wagon? Is this what you called a multi-millionaire net worth? Are you just putting on a fake front?"

"You..." Looking at Jiang Cheng's sarcastic and insinuating demeanor, Song Yi felt her liver tremble with rage.

She realized that the conversation she had just had with Wu Liang had been overheard by Jiang Cheng!

When she dumped Jiang Cheng, she had deliberately boasted that her boyfriend was worth tens of millions and kept mocking Jiang Cheng as a pauper.

Yet a multi-millionaire was hesitating and stalling just to buy her a car, and the most fatal part was that Jiang Cheng had heard every word of it!

Song Yi felt as though her face was being slapped repeatedly, echoing with crisp smacks!

Wu Liang narrowed his eyes and sized up Jiang Cheng with a profound and calculating gaze.

From their conversation, he gathered that Jiang Cheng seemed to be one of Song Yi's ex-boyfriends, someone who had even been betrayed by her and harbored a towering hatred towards her.

Now, it seemed he had struck it rich and wanted to put on a show of wealth to humiliate Song Yi!

After sorting out the entire sequence of events, Wu Liang's eyes lit up instantly.

He had been fretting over how to dump Song Yi in a justifiable manner!

And lo and behold, Jiang Cheng had delivered himself right to their doorstep!

How could Wu Liang possibly let go of such a rare and golden opportunity?

He knew exactly what kind of person Song Yi was—an absolute gold digger through and through.

As long as you had money, let alone asking her to be your mistress, even if you were eighty years old and needed someone to bury you, she wouldn't even blink an eye!

The richer and more arrogant Jiang Cheng acted, the more desperately Song Yi would throw herself at him!

After all, men were animals driven by their lower halves.

Not to mention the two of them used to be in a romantic relationship.

If the old flame accidentally rekindled and they hooked up again, wouldn't Song Yi automatically kick him to the curb?

And wouldn't that eliminate the leverage Song Yi held over him?

The more Wu Liang thought about it, the more excited he became.

He absolutely could not let Jiang Cheng get away!

Hurrying over with a smiling face, he sidled up to Jiang Cheng and said, "Oh my! So it's the for-... former senior! Hello, my name is Wu Liang. May I ask what kind of business Brother Jiang Cheng is in? Where are you making your fortune?"

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Jiang Cheng was slightly taken aback, his mind momentarily blank!

Logically speaking, since he was showing off in front of Song Yi and mocking Wu Liang so ruthlessly, shouldn't Wu Liang be flashing his status, showing off his wealth, and turning the tables on him?

Why did he suddenly turn cowardly?

That didn't make sense!

How could he possibly know that Wu Liang had long wanted to dump Song Yi, but was trapped because Song Yi held dirt on him!

However, Jiang Cheng didn't pay it too much mind.

It wouldn't have much impact on his plan anyway!

"What I do for a living—is that any of your business?"

"You!" Wu Liang was choked with anger instantly.

Jiang Cheng gave a cold chuckle, pointed at the rugged black G-Wagon parked behind him, twisted the corner of his mouth triumphantly, and said, "Song Yi, I just heard you say you wanted to buy a G-Wagon too? And you wanted to pay in installments? If you don't have the money, why pretend to be a big shot?"

"Too bad, though! Forget about whether you can afford it, even if you wanted to buy it, it's already too late. See that G-Wagon right there? The on-road price is 4.5 million, and there's another one inside the showroom—I've bought them both! If you want to buy one, you'll have to wait until next month!"

That arrogant and smug look of his possessed the quintessential demeanor of an upstart nouveau riche.

It was as if he was desperately trying to extract a sense of superiority from Song Yi.

He was putting on a textbook display of showing off and slapping someone's face!

Watching Jiang Cheng—whom she had toyed with for five years and never once deigned to look straight in the eye—actually putting on airs in front of her.

Especially looking at Jiang Cheng's self-satisfied and smug expression, Song Yi turned green with rage.

"Wait!"

Song Yi suddenly paused, a flash of realization crossing her mind!

She narrowed her eyes and examined Jiang Cheng's attire.

He was still wearing the same cheap, street-market clothes, which he had probably worn for four or five years!

The corner of her mouth couldn't help curling upward.

Having sized up countless people in her life, could Song Yi really fail to tell the difference between genuine wealth and a fake?

She wasn't an idiot!

Only cheap losers who read too many brainless web novels would spend all day dreaming about showing off and humiliating others in public!

If Jiang Cheng had truly gotten rich, his current state should have been hiding from her as far away as possible, terrified that she might find out he struck it rich and come pestering him again, wanting nothing more to do with her ever again.

Why would he inexplicably jump out and act all arrogant in front of her like this?

"Heh! You almost actually fooled me!"

Seeing Jiang Cheng's clumsy acting, Song Yi couldn't help laughing hysterically, rocking back and forth.

It was as comical as watching a clown's performance!

She sneered, "Hahaha... Jiang Cheng, with the likes of you, you can afford a Mercedes G-Wagon? Why don't you take a piss and look at your reflection in it—do you deserve it? Let alone buying a G-Wagon, you wouldn't even qualify to be a driver for the owner of a G-Wagon!"

"You..."

As if his intentions had been exposed by Song Yi, Jiang Cheng's face instantly flushed crimson. He bit down hard on his lower lip, unable to squeeze out a single word for the longest time.

The corner of his eye drifted toward the G-Wagon behind him from time to time, as if he were dreading something.

Anyone with common sense could easily read the profound sense of a guilty conscience in Jiang Cheng's performance.

Song Yi naturally seized upon this tiny detail.

She became even more convinced that Jiang Cheng was merely putting on a front, and her heart swelled with triumph!

Little did she know, however, that everything she had "discovered" was deliberately intended for her to find by Jiang Cheng.

His goal was to create a sharp emotional swing in her psychological state.

This was a small psychological trick.

If you press a spring tightly against a table, the moment you let go, the spring—compressed to its absolute limit—will not only bounce up due to the reaction force, but will also oscillate violently as it rises.

The harder you compress it, the higher the spring will bounce, and likewise, the more violently it will oscillate.

The exact same principle applied here.

When a person is mocked and harbors deep frustration in their heart, if the plot suddenly reverses and the person who did the mocking gets humiliated instead—especially when the mocker turns out to be someone they previously looked down upon or despised—that person will experience a strong, compulsive urge to vent their emotions.

And when a person is venting their emotions, their psychological defenses are at their weakest, and their mouth tends to have no filter.

This was also the prime timing for extracting information!

This was what they called the "oscillation of the spring"!

Jiang Cheng's objective was to get Song Yi, this spring, to oscillate wildly!

Just at that moment, Lin舟 stuck his head out from inside the car and said coldly to Jiang Cheng, "Hey! Little Jiang, didn't I tell you to go follow the vehicle inspection and testing? What are you chatting with people for? I'm paying you to be a driver, is it for you to chat with others during work hours? If you don't want to work, then quit!"

Naturally, this was also something Jiang Cheng had discussed with Lin Zhou in advance.

The moment Jiang Cheng saw Lin Zhou's displeasure, he instantly put on a look of panic and hurriedly bowed repeatedly to apologize.

Seeing this scene, Song Yi burst into laughter. "Hahaha... After all that, Jiang Cheng, you're still just a damn driver! You used to deliver goods for people, and now you've switched to chauffeuring people? What? Do you have some kind of profound misunderstanding of the phrase 'making something of yourself'? You changed bosses and forgot your own identity? Trying to act high and mighty in front of me? Do you deserve to?"

Having his lies exposed and being subjected to such cold ridicule, Jiang Cheng's face turned completely red.

He retorted angrily, "Song Yi, what are you so smug about? So what if I'm a driver? I still get to drive a G-Wagon, while you—aren't you just a grave digger? You can't even afford to drive a G-Wagon yourself, what is there to be smug about!"

"Grave digger?" Song Yi's face turned green with rage; she was utterly speechless. "A lack of culture is truly terrifying! You can actually call archaeology grave digger work, you really are a pathetic loser! Haven't you watched the news? A cluster of tombs from the Yuan Dynasty was discovered in the Dongxing District of Qingzhou City. My boyfriend's dad is on-site organizing the excavation work! Every single cultural relic inside is worth a fortune. Pull out just one piece, let alone a single G-Wagon, and ten of them wouldn't even be an issue!"

A micro-curve of a smile flickered across the corner of Jiang Cheng's mouth before he pouted. "Isn't it still just digging up graves?"

"You!"

"You don't know a damn thing!"

"Tell me, are those things used by dead people really that valuable? You guys must make a fortune on a single trip, right? Why don't you cut me in on it?"

"Tsk! Country bumpkin, do you even understand anything at all? We are doing archaeology, not grave robbing! The items we excavate are cultural relics, and they all have to be handed over to the state!"

Jiang Cheng gave Song Yi a sideways glance. "Then what's the point of your archaeology? In the end, you're just working for wages! What's the difference between you and my job as a driver? If I were in a position as close to the water as you guys, I'd definitely stash away a few pieces secretly!"

"I advise you not to even entertain such thoughts. Stealing cultural relics is a capital crime! The on-site surveillance and security are foolproof; not even a fly could slip in!"

"Then how can you be certain that before the Yuan Dynasty tomb discovery was reported, no one secretly went in to rob it? How do you know the things left behind aren't just a drop in the ocean deliberately left behind by tomb raiders?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Song Yi and Wu Liang exchanged glances, their expressions turning complex.

"Impossible! Who would dare do such a thing? Aren't they afraid of going to prison?"

Jiang Cheng sneered, "Are you that certain? Or is it simply that you aren't even qualified to know?"

"I..."

"Heh! You boast to the high heavens, and in the end, you're just a little minion! Alright, I'm done chatting idly! I have to go keep an eye on the full vehicle inspection!"

With that, Jiang Cheng turned around with a very dashing motion and strode straight toward the back of the showroom!