Chapter 48: The Lost Trophy

“Have you really made up your mind about investing additional funds in my media company?”
“Maybe you should reconsider?”
Cheng Jun spoke with great care, appearing genuinely concerned for Jiang Yue, but in reality, he was deliberately trying to warn her.
Jiang Yue, naturally, couldn’t see through Cheng Jun. To her, Cheng Jun was just like how she once was—someone she wouldn’t doubt for a second.
She nodded and said, “No need to reconsider. I’ve thought it through. The company must transform, and since you have a media company, isn’t this fate giving me a hand?”
Cheng Jun continued, “I spoke with the shareholders these past few days. They’re willing to transfer the shares, but the price…”
“No problem. Just tell me how much you need,” Jiang Yue interrupted.
“Fifty-three million,” Cheng Jun said decisively.
Jiang Yue fell silent. Was it the amount that shocked her, or did she sense something was off?
In her silence, Cheng Jun said again, “So, Yueyue, with such a large sum, shouldn’t you reconsider carefully?”
After a brief pause, Jiang Yue turned to Cheng Jun and asked, “How’s the company’s qualification?”
“It’s decent. Before I came back, I researched media companies in Qingcheng. Only this one is suitable for investment—it has its own star-making team and is developing well in the short video field.”
Without hesitation, Jiang Yue nodded firmly. “That’s good. If you’re confident, I have no doubts.”
Pausing briefly, Jiang Yue spoke with determination, “Tomorrow, give me an account number, and I’ll have our finance department transfer the money to you.”
Cheng Jun was stunned, as if the process was smoother than he expected.
Listening from the side, I could only feel utterly speechless about Jiang Yue.
She was usually such a smart woman, always personally inspecting even minor collaborations.
To be fair, Jiang Yue was extremely meticulous and responsible in her work.
It was precisely this trait that allowed her to revive a nearly bankrupt advertising company within a few years and turn it into a 4A-level advertising firm.
She was truly exceptional and had completely inherited her father’s business acumen.
Yet now, facing an investment of tens of millions, she hesitated not at all and knew nothing about the media company.
She was blindly trusting Cheng Jun, ready to hand over tens of millions without hesitation. It was profoundly disappointing.
But I sincerely wanted to see how she would react the day she found out she had been deceived.
Would she accept it willingly, or despair to the point of suicide?
I guessed the latter.

Because she was emotionally fragile; last time, it was Cheng Jun’s disappearance that drove her to attempt suicide by jumping into a river.
If she ever learned the full truth, she would likely try to end her life again.
She would deserve it, perhaps it was for the best.
After a moment of daze, Cheng Jun said, “Yueyue, I think you should meet the other shareholders and talk with them in person. You need to understand everything yourself.”
Cheng Jun was already tasting success and wasn’t willing to give up, still trying to manipulate Jiang Yue.
And Jiang Yue fell for it, replying, “No need. I trust you’ve done your homework. Besides, this investment is under your name.”
I was dumbfounded!
I had never seen anyone as foolish as Jiang Yue!
She wasn’t even planning to use her own name or the company’s name.
She was playing with fire, courting disaster!
Sigh.
But fifty million was nothing to the Jiang family, who controlled billions.
Even if Jiang Yue’s advertising company went bankrupt because of this, Jiang Group was still there to support her.
“Under my name?” Cheng Jun seemed equally shocked, looking at Jiang Yue incredulously.
“I already said it—under your name. It’s fine, since we’re family from now on.”
Cheng Jun couldn’t hide his joy and smiled, “Yueyue, I’m really happy to hear that. But at least you should know something about this company, right?”
Jiang Yue remained generous, “No need. I trust you.”
How to put it—I really thought Jiang Yue deserved to be deceived. I didn’t pity her at all.
Instead, I looked forward to the day she realized the truth. Perhaps that day was coming soon.
After Cheng Jun dropped Jiang Yue off, they kissed goodbye once more.
Jiang Yue had just stepped inside to change her shoes when Aunt Liu approached, holding a golden trophy.
I was very familiar with this trophy, but what puzzled me was why it was with Aunt Liu.
“Miss Jiang, you’re back? I want to show you something.” Aunt Liu held out the golden trophy to Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue stared intently, looking somewhat stunned.
“This… Aunt Liu, how did this end up with you?”
Aunt Liu sighed, “Today, while tidying up the storage room, I found it under a cabinet.”
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Hearing this, I felt deeply wronged.
Because of this trophy, Jiang Yue had scolded me countless times, never giving me a kind glance, even threatening to call the police.
She suspected I had stolen the trophy.
This trophy was made of pure gold. Although Jiang Yue didn’t care about the money, this trophy meant the world to her.
It was awarded when she took over the advertising company and won first prize in the city’s creativity competition, presented by the organizing committee.
In short, this trophy was extremely important to her and laid the foundation for her future success in advertising.
Now, Aunt Liu was telling her that the trophy had been in the storage room all along.
I cried out in protest, but she couldn’t hear me.
Jiang Yue still looked confused as she asked Aunt Liu, “Didn’t we search the storage room before? How could it appear there now?”
Aunt Liu explained, “Maybe we didn’t search carefully before. I only found it under the cabinet today.”
After that, Aunt Liu spoke in a soothing tone, “Miss Jiang, you really misunderstood Mr. Chu. I remember you insisted it was him who took it and even refused to feed him for several days.”
Jiang Yue’s expression darkened.
Even if she realized she had misunderstood me, how could the proud Miss Jiang admit she was wrong?
She scoffed lightly, “That’s not certain! We didn’t find it during the previous search, but now it’s here. Who’s to say he didn’t put it back afterward?”
Listening to Jiang Yue, Aunt Liu shook her head helplessly.
But as a servant, she dared not argue.
I had become numb. Let her say whatever she wanted; in her eyes, I was worthless.
Even if I were dead, she wouldn’t care. What else could I expect?
Then Jiang Yue asked, “Who searched the storage room that time?”
“Miss Jiang, I’m not sure.”
“Call the others here immediately.”