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    Chapter 47 No matter how you weigh the pros and cons, this is not a losing proposition.

    “You refuse?”

    This answer aroused Fu Minglang’s greater interest.

    As far as she knew, Sheng Jia would not refuse money that was offered to her, which was one of her characteristics.

    Fu Minglang was sure that Song Ji’an would have completely told Sheng Jia what she was, and she couldn’t have any malice. Why would she refuse such a visible huge sum of money and a bright future?

    No matter how you weigh the pros and cons, this is not a losing proposition.

    “Can I ask why?”

    Sheng Jia laughed, “Generally speaking, it is impossible for good things to fall from the sky. To have something, you must give something.”

    This was a truth she had deeply understood over the years, so she never believed in the unconditional kindness of strangers.

    Even the free eggs in supermarkets and banks are to attract old people to apply for cards. Even the smallest profit hides its own purpose. If one day a generous person suddenly appears and gives her a huge fortune with ordinary conditions, she would only think that the other party has ulterior motives.

    Since there is a purpose, you must fully know what you need to lose in order to have these, or what you rely on.

    Fu Minglang asked back, “Then what do you think you should give?”

    “This is what I can’t figure out the most,” Sheng Jia shook her head, “Because I don’t have anything to give. My age, knowledge, and abilities are not irreplaceable to you. But you still took the time to investigate me and came to talk to me in person, even not caring about my rudeness to you. It seems that you really appreciate me purely. I really have such good luck.”

    “I think you should say ‘but’ next, right?” Fu Minglang pointed out.

    “Yes, I really want to say that,” Sheng Jia tapped the table with her finger, “But this is impossible, because the premise of all this happening is that you are interested in me. So after I blacklisted Ru Ping last time, I have been thinking, what do you value about me?”

    “A Grade/Year One like me may seem quite dazzling in the eyes of my peers, but you have seen countless geniuses in your life, so how can you have any feelings for my shallow knowledge? That night, I only spoke two or three sentences with you as a foil to Song Ji’an, and it was even more impossible to show any shining points that attracted your attention in the conversation. Even if you overheard my conversation with Song Ji’an at that time, it was just a debate between two little girls about fairness and power, not even a debate. A normal person would at most smile knowingly after listening to it.”

    “Then, excluding all the possibilities about my personal charm, the only thing left is my appearance.” Sheng Jia took out her mobile phone and put it on the table, “This photo was found in your Baidu Encyclopedia. It was stacked at the bottom of all the photos, and there was no annotation. The only label was you and your friends.”

    “But this lady has some similarities with me in my eyebrows and eyes,” Sheng Jia looked at Fu Minglang firmly, with a hint of sharpness between her brows, “Coincidentally, less than half an hour after I browsed this encyclopedia, my phone received Ru Ping’s friend request. Even more coincidentally, after I blacklisted Ru Ping the next day, when I searched again, this photo had been taken down, and the encyclopedia’s entry editing function had also been locked. The last modification time was fifteen minutes after I blacklisted Ru Ping, and the only change was deleting this photo.”

    “In fact, the entries of successful people like you mostly require specific conditions to be modified and added, which means that to modify these, especially to modify them accurately, it can only be you or your people who are changing them.”

    “So I guess, this may also be a hint you gave me. You are very similar to one of your important friends because of my face. After checking my information, you became more interested and appreciated me, so you want to test my depth.”

    Ru Ping, who was standing at the door, couldn’t help but widen her eyes slightly as she listened to her words. The facts were basically the same as what Sheng Jia said. She even slowly speculated some things while standing next to Fu Minglang. Sheng Jia had no contact with Fu Minglang from beginning to end, but she could almost completely guess every move they made.

    These may not be difficult to guess after a little association, but they require extremely detailed observation and courage. Few ordinary people would start to be subconsciously cautious when contacting Fu Minglang.

    People rarely speculate without emotion when facing a class more superior than themselves.

    Sheng Jia is perhaps the smartest high school student she has ever met.

    A waiter knocked on the door with dishes. Ru Ping was startled and hurriedly opened the door to let the waiter in.

    The aroma of the food immediately filled the private room, and the crisp sound of porcelain bowls colliding sounded. The waiters quickly arranged the dishes and thoughtfully set out the bowls and chopsticks for Sheng Jia and Fu Minglang.

    Seeing that Fu Minglang didn’t speak, Sheng Jia took the chopsticks and started eating first. This was the most expensive dish in the teahouse, so she had to try it to make the trip worthwhile.

    Fu Minglang watched her quietly, patiently waiting for her to taste each dish before asking, “Since you guessed it all, why do you still refuse me?”

    “Because you and I are not equal enough,” Sheng Jia replied slowly, “If I hadn’t guessed these things, you wouldn’t have told me. Or perhaps I guessed it, and I didn’t say it, and you wouldn’t explain it to me, but would only follow the rules of you adults and tacitly accept this matter.”

    “But I don’t like it this way in such matters.” Her tone was extremely calm, “I told Song Ji’an that day that if I had the same power as her, I would definitely not pursue so-called justice. I would use my power to protect my own interests as much as possible, but unfortunately I don’t have such power now. Then pursuing equality between people is the way to protect my own rights and interests, just like now.”

    “If in the future, you suddenly find that I, Sheng Jia, am actually just an ordinary person, very different from your valued friend, can you guarantee that you will not be disappointed in me and still cultivate me? And after I fall from heaven to hell, can my life still move forward normally?”

    Fu Minglang smiled.

    Sheng Jia is even more excellent than she imagined, and she thinks about problems more deeply.

    She couldn’t help but ask back, “If I had told you everything from the beginning, would you have accepted my funding?”

    “No, I wouldn’t either,” Sheng Jia didn’t hesitate.

    “How do I know if you really appreciate me or want to use my face to miss the deceased? Although I need money, to be honest, I don’t want to become a tool for you to miss the deceased. And setting the future agreement with you now is like selling myself to you. I will never easily promise my future.”

    This time Fu Minglang really laughed out loud. She hadn’t seen such an interesting junior in a long time.

    But the more Sheng Jia said this, the more she wanted the other party to accept.

    In fact, what Sheng Jia said was the truth. Fu Minglang could not guarantee that she would be disappointed if she later discovered that Sheng Jia was completely different from Song Yumei, but she could at least guarantee that she would not let Sheng Jia fall from heaven to hell.

    Even if it was purely out of appreciation for Sheng Jia herself, she really wanted to become a close friend with the other party. Judging from her current ability, it is impossible for her to be mediocre, unless it is Sheng Jia’s own choice.

    “What if we started out with an equal exchange? For example, I can solve something you urgently need to solve,” Fu Minglang said.

    Sheng Jia paused slightly and looked at her in surprise, “What is it?”

    Fu Minglang said slowly, “Wang Jian will be released from prison in half a year, but you don’t want him to come out, right? I can help you.”

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