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After class, the teacher specifically called me to the office, offered me some encouragement, and mentioned that he would recommend me for a National Business Planning Competition. I readily agreed.
In my previous life, Bai Lian participated in this competition and, thanks to my father's connections, won an award that paved her way into the the Jiang. This time around, I was determined to seize this opportunity.
Stepping out of the office, the sunlight was just right. I took out my phone and saw an unread message. It was from Shen Shiyan, simply saying, "Good luck."
I paused for a moment before breaking into a smile. This big shot sure knows how to make his presence felt. I replied with a "Thank you," then put my phone away and headed toward the library. I couldn't let my image as a top student crumble.
The campus selection for the Business Planning Competition began shortly after. As expected, Bai Lian had signed up as well. When she saw me at the competition venue, her gaze was like a poisoned dagger.
Oh, can’t handle it already?
The competition format involved presenting a PowerPoint and answering questions from the judges. Bai Lian drew her lot and went before me. The project she chose was an app called "Shared Beauty." The idea wasn’t particularly innovative, but her PowerPoint was flashy and her speech emotional, claiming it would provide convenience for all beauty-loving girls. The judges' reactions were lukewarm.
Then it was my turn. I chose a project on "The Application of Artificial Intelligence in Upgrading the Traditional Manufacturing Industry." This topic seemed quite avant-garde at the time, even bordering on unrealistic.
But I know that in the coming years, this will definitely be a hot trend.
I don't have fancy words or emotional performances; I simply used the most straightforward language, clear data, and rigorous logic to explain the project's feasibility, market prospects, and risk control.
On the judging panel, several senior professors' eyes were growing brighter.
The Q&A session was even more exciting.
No matter how tricky the questions from the judges were, I could respond calmly and even draw deeper insights from them.
In the end, an elderly professor with white hair stood up and said excitedly, "Jiang Yao, your project is very forward-looking! If it can be implemented, it will definitely set a benchmark for the industry!"
The result was without suspense.
I secured the qualification to represent the school in the competition with an absolute advantage.
Bai Lian stood in the audience, her face pale, her nails digging deep into her palm.
After the competition ended, as soon as I walked out of the auditorium, I was stopped.
It was Gu Mingxuan.
He looked considerably haggard, unshaven, with bloodshot eyes.
"Jiang Yao," he said hoarsely, "can we talk?"
"President Gu," I took a step back to create distance, "what is there left for us to discuss?"
"I know I was wrong," he said urgently. "It was all Bai Lian's doing! I was confused for a moment… Jiang Yao, please give me another chance."
"A chance?" I laughed. "Gu Mingxuan, do you think I'm a garbage dump?"
"That's not what I meant!" He tried to grab my hand, but I dodged him.
"Jiang Yao, listen to me. I'm in a tough spot right now; the company's cash flow has dried up, and my parents…"
"So what?" I interrupted him. "Are you saying you want me to help you? To use the money my mom left me to fill the holes you and your family have dug?"
Gu Mingxuan was left speechless by my words.
"Gu Mingxuan, one shouldn't be so shameless." I looked at him with cold eyes. "You know very well how you and Bai Lian plotted against me and against the Jiang Family back then."
"Now that you're down on your luck, you remember me? It's too late!"
"Get lost."
I dropped those words and walked away without looking back. Behind me, Gu Mingxuan's pleading voice, tinged with tears, reached my ears, but I chose to ignore it. This was a self-inflicted fate, and I had to bear the consequences.
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