Transmigrating As a Poor Fake Heiress with Trillions in Family Asset - Chapter 9

Chapter 9: What Exactly Is This App?

That evening, a piece of social news broke across both the internet and television.

The “Jiaofu Skincare Set” had reportedly signed up for a shopping festival hosted by a new mobile app. However, that very app company had reported Jiaofu to the relevant authorities, claiming the samples provided were substandard products. They urged an in-depth investigation to prevent these inferior goods from entering the market.

A complete Jiaofu skincare set cost nearly 3,000 yuan. While not ultra-luxury, it was considered a high-end brand, and its image among consumers had always been excellent.

As the news spread, countless women tuned in. While discussing the brand’s downfall, many were left confused.

“What is that shopping app? What shopping festival? Why would Jiaofu join them?”

“I hope the authorities give us an answer soon. If the samples sent to the app were fake, is the stock in the company’s warehouse authentic?”

“I just bought a set the day before yesterday! Now you tell me it’s fake? Can I get a refund? Also, what the heck is this app? Why is no one explaining?”

“I went to the mall to return mine, but the clerk said since I opened the packaging, I can’t! So if this APP catches fakes, does that mean whatever they sell will be real? But how do I even get the app?”

While netizens buzzed with curiosity, Sang Jing calmly told her assistant, “Tell the PR department not to reveal any information about our app for now. Let’s keep them hanging for a few days.”

By staying silent, the mystery would fester. People would keep wondering: What is this app, and how did it manage to take down Jiaofu? Once the official promotion began, the public would have an epiphany, leaving a deep, lasting impression of the brand.

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The Downfall of Jiaofu

Meanwhile, at the Jiaofu Cosmetics headquarters, the CEO swept all the documents off his desk, slamming them down in front of a glamorous young woman.

“I never imagined my own daughter would be blinded by love to the point of doing something so reckless!”

The woman, his daughter, harbored a deep hatred for Sang Jing’s company. She was baffled—the products were only slightly altered; unless someone was a professional or sent them for laboratory testing, they shouldn’t have been caught. How did it blow up just hours after the contract was signed?

“Break up with that man immediately!” the CEO roared, gasping for air. “If he can destroy our reputation today, he’ll bankrupt me tomorrow! If you won’t leave him, you can get out with him!”

He fired both his daughter and her boyfriend on the spot. The woman, who had looked down on Sang Jing for being “poor,” found herself ruined by the very person she tried to scam.

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The Hero’s Call

The news of the report reached the hands of the story’s male lead, Yan Ye, along with recent files on Sang Jing.

Yan Ye, being the arrogant protagonist of the novel, was well aware of how much the original Sang Jing loved him. He assumed that now that she had been abandoned by the An family, she would be overjoyed to hear from him.

When the call connected, Yan Ye’s voice was deep and magnetic. He instinctively used the name he used to murmur: “Siyuan…”

Sang Jing responded with cold vigilance. “My name is Sang Jing.”

Yan Ye paused, then smoothly pivoted. “Jingjing, when are you free? Let’s meet.”

Meet you? Sang Jing thought. I’m trying to stay as far away from you and the female lead as possible. In the original book, this man was a lunatic. He had tormented the female lead, then blamed all his actions on the original Sang Jing, eventually leading to her death.

“I don’t have time to see you,” Sang Jing said, her voice like ice. “I am no longer the An family’s daughter. We have nothing to do with each other.”

Yan Ye frowned. He assumed she was just throwing a tantrum because he hadn’t helped her sooner. “I know you’re trying to start an online shopping business with your biological parents. Do you know how hard that is? The chance of failure is high. I just want to support you.”

Sang Jing rolled her eyes so hard they nearly hit the ceiling. “Let me be clear: we are over. Please do not disturb me. I don’t need your support. Whether I succeed or fail, I will handle it myself.”

She hung up and blocked the number.

The system pinged: [Plot Deviation: 3%]. Sang Jing smiled. Her coldness was working.

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The “Kindness” of the Female Lead

Later that evening, while Sang Jing was enjoying a warm family dinner of braised beef made by her mother, An Siyuan called.

An Siyuan’s voice was sweet and bubbly, as if she were delivering the greatest news on earth to Sang Wei: “Uncle! I found a job for you and Auntie!”

“It might not be a high-paying white-collar job, but it’s at the An Group! The salary is quite good!”

Sang Wei replied firmly, “Thank you, but my wife and I don’t need a job. We have our own career and business now.”

Siyuan was stunned. How could her greedy foster parents have a “business”? She quickly came to a conclusion. “Uncle, Auntie… are you worried that being a security guard or a cleaner is embarrassing? But it’s the An Group! People will envy you no matter the position!”

Sang Jing nearly spat out her beef. Security and cleaning? An Siyuan’s “pure” character was proving to be more brainless than in the book.

“It’s not about the position,” Sang Wei said politely, though his brow was furrowed. “Jingjing and I have other ventures. Please, don’t worry about us anymore.”

An Siyuan became frantic. “But this is a rare opportunity! If you’re at the An Group, I can look after you. Uncle, what kind of ‘business’ are you doing? Life is hard enough; you should be practical. I’m doing this for your own good!”

After much persuading, Sang Wei finally managed to end the call. He sighed. “That girl is so self-centered. She thinks those jobs are best for us, so she insists we take them. It’s a headache.”

“She means well, but her EQ is quite low,” Hao Xu (Sang Jing’s mother) added.

Sang Jing didn’t mention the system, but she warned them, “Let’s minimize contact. She’s entangled with the male lead. Too much involvement will only hurt the company.”

Her parents agreed. If the male lead decided to crush them to please the female lead, their business would suffer for no reason.

On the other end, An Siyuan felt a deep sense of loss. Her foster parents used to say their dream was to sweep floors at a big company rather than manage a small one. Why were they rejecting her now? Was it because of Sang Jing? Did they really care more about their biological daughter’s words than her “kindness”?