Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

After sending Wang Zhonglei back to the hotel, Jiang Siming wanted to drive away. However, he remembered that he had been drinking and realized that driving after drinking could result in a DUI, which would be a serious problem.

"Don’t drive after drinking, don’t drink while driving."

"Wait a second," Jiang Siming thought. "When I drink, my internal energy automatically evaporates the alcohol. That shouldn’t count as drunk driving, right?" He decided to test this theory.

Coincidentally, there was a traffic police officer at the intersection. Jiang Siming walked over and politely said, "Officer, I’d like to check if I have any alcohol in my system. Is that okay?"

"Sorry, we don’t test pedestrians," the officer replied politely.

Jiang Siming understood that the officer was just doing his job, so he continued to speak respectfully, "Officer, I just had some betel nut. I want to drive, but I’m not sure if it counts as driving with alcohol in my system. Could I use your equipment to check? If there’s alcohol detected, I’ll call for a driver instead."

"But we don’t check non-motorized vehicles," the officer responded firmly. "I hope you can understand. If everyone made the same request as you, we wouldn’t be able to do our jobs."

Jiang Siming sighed and turned to leave.

"Wait a moment, sir," the officer called out.

Jiang Siming turned around, and the officer looked at him carefully before asking, "Are you... the singer of ’Luzhou Moon’?"

"’Luzhou Moon’ was sung by me, but I’m not a celebrity. I’m just a streamer," Jiang Siming replied with a smile.

Even though the officer hadn’t agreed to his earlier request, Jiang Siming didn’t mind. After all, the officer was just doing his job, and his request had indeed been a bit unreasonable.

"It really is you! My wife is pregnant, and she’s been listening to your songs a lot lately. Could you..." The officer wanted to ask for a photo with Jiang Siming to give to his wife but hesitated, thinking about how he had just refused Jiang Siming’s request.

However, Jiang Siming smiled generously and said, "Do you want a signature or a photo? I can do both for you. No need to feel embarrassed."

"Thank you so much!" the officer said gratefully.

He pulled out his phone, and the two of them took a photo together.

Jiang Siming wished him well and was about to leave when the officer called him back again.

"Mr. Jiang, you can use it," the officer said.

"Isn’t that against the rules? You might get criticized for this," Jiang Siming responded.

"It’s fine. It’s noon right now, and there aren’t many people around. It’ll only take a moment. You can use it, but just this once, so I hope you understand."

"Thank you so much," Jiang Siming said.

The officer took out the breathalyzer and handed Jiang Siming a brand-new mouthpiece. Jiang Siming blew into the device several times.

The officer glanced at the reading and smiled. "No alcohol detected. You can drive safely. Just be careful on the road."

"Thank you, Officer. I won’t disturb your work any longer. Goodbye," Jiang Siming said with a smile as he walked away, successfully confirming his theory.

It seems that from now on, no matter how much he drinks, he won’t have to worry about being unable to drive.

Jiang Siming returned to the parking garage of the western restaurant, got into his car — his "Sakuragi Hanamichi" (likely a custom car named after the famous anime character) — and drove straight to the building of Yinghuan Company.

That morning, Li Yingzi had called him to inform him that the company’s trading mission would be closing today. However, at the time, he was busy taking Yoona to the airport, so he didn’t pay much attention. Now that he had some free time, he decided to drop by.

When he arrived at the company, he found that Li Yingzi and her team had just finished wrapping up their stock trading operations. The trading room was filled with excitement as employees celebrated loudly, banging on drums and slamming their hands on tables in joy.

The moment Jiang Siming opened the door, these "unrestrained and wild" employees were startled and quickly sat up straight, just like students caught off guard by a surprise inspection from their homeroom teacher.

"Why are you all acting like ostriches? Keep celebrating!" Jiang Siming shouted with a grin.

With the "sacred decree" issued, the employees resumed their celebration. Jiang Siming also joined in on the fun.

Li Yingzi approached, half-laughing, half-crying, and pulled Jiang Siming, who had been enthusiastically banging on tables like a die-hard sports fan, out of the crowd.

"Do you even know how much money we made this time, and you’re already celebrating with them?" she asked.

"Does it matter? Since we made money, we should be happy, right?" Jiang Siming replied, not even turning around.

"Alright, I admit you have a point," Li Yingzi said. "But I still have to report to you, our ’hands-off chairman.’ This time, we shorted the stocks of three companies, and they increased by 25 times! The company made a total profit of 750 million yuan!"

Adding that to the 550 million yuan they earned from the two stocks they shorted last time, their company had amassed nearly 1.3 billion yuan in just one month since its founding.

**English Translation (Sentence-by-Sentence):**

After seeing the trade volume, even Li Yingzi felt incredulous. Isn’t this supposed to be a bear market in recent years? How is Yinghuan able to make so much money?

These two stock sniping operations had already caught the attention of many peers.

Yinghuan Financial had now become famous in Shanghai’s financial circle. Everyone knew that Yinghuan only invested in two small stocks, and both of them skyrocketed.

In this era where most people were groping through the stock market like walking on hot coals, Yinghuan had announced its strength and capabilities with two stunning victories.

Many financial professionals began to set their sights on Yinghuan Financial, and for a time, a flood of people sought to join the company.

Unfortunately, the company’s staffing was already nearing capacity.

Recently, only the top-tier elites were being recruited, and every time Li Yingzi had to reject a batch of talented individuals, she felt a sense of pity and regret.

After earning another 750 million yuan, there was no way Jiang Siming wouldn’t express his appreciation.

Aside from giving the traders and Li Yingzi even more generous bonuses than last time, every other department’s employees also received triple their monthly salary!

Additionally, they were granted a seven-day vacation and even arranged for a team-building trip to Thailand. Those who wanted to participate could join, with round-trip airfare and accommodation fully covered, and they were even allowed to bring two family members.

This kind of employee welfare made all the employees of Yinghuan ecstatic. Many of them expressed that they had never worked at such a generous company before. They all vowed to work even harder in the future, lest they be replaced by someone else.

When the team-building trip to Thailand was announced, 80% of the company’s staff signed up, with Li Yingzi leading the charge.

"Chairman, aren’t you going with us?" Li Yingzi asked, hoping Jiang Siming would join.

Jiang Siming smiled and shook his head, saying, "There are still a lot of things to do recently, so I can’t go. I’ll join you all for fun another time when I have some free time."

"Chairman, come with us~"

"Yeah, Chairman, if you come with us, I’ll buy a super sexy swimsuit just for you to see~"

Even the receptionists were eager to travel with Jiang Siming. Who knows? Maybe during the trip, the chairman might notice them and have a romantic one-night adventure.

Being able to spend time with a perfect man like Jiang Siming — even if it meant offering their bodies for one night — they would be more than willing.

"Your chests are too small. No matter how sexy your swimsuit is, it won’t look good," Jiang Siming joked.

The group of receptionists blushed furiously, covering their faces and running away, all while calling him a "bad chairman."

"Alright, my dear class leader, the trip to Thailand is in two days. But for now, come with me to a car dealership," Jiang Siming said to Li Yingzi.

"A car dealership? Are you going to buy a car for the company?" Li Yingzi instantly guessed his intention.

"Not having a company car is too embarrassing and inconvenient. Call up my two secretaries. Let’s all go pick out some cars together," Jiang Siming said with a wave of his hand.

Now that he had money, he wasn’t going to hold back. After all, what’s the point of hoarding wealth if you can’t spend it? It’s not like you can take it with you to the grave.