I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse
Chapter 884 - 973: I Am the Bait
CHAPTER 884: CHAPTER 973: I AM THE BAIT
Jing Shu usually dresses for comfort and safety, wearing at least two layers of bulletproof vests under that big cotton coat, so even though her face is fair and beautiful, her figure is actually quite bulky.
Additionally, she usually wears a gas mask, so even the elite guards rarely see her.
But today, Jing Shu only wore an extremely noble convertible dress, outlining her perfect figure, styled her hair in a princess head, and donned a diamond-encrusted Princess Crown.
Noble and luxurious beyond compare, especially her fair and delicate skin showcased her beauty, like an untainted Snow White.
Such a beautiful person was rare even before the apocalypse, let alone after it, where cleanliness is more precious than 99%.
Masi, this poor place, had never seen such a beautiful princess; she was the brightest star beside Old Zhou.
In the corner, members of other factions were holding cups of plain water, whispering to each other.
"Oh heavens, they’ve brought a fat sheep. If we rob her, it’ll definitely be a catch."
"Why do you say that?"
"Look at this princess’s attire, so intricate and heavy; the jewelry must weigh a dozen pounds. Even though diamonds and gold aren’t worth much, you can still exchange them for a lot here. Look at how someone has to carry her dress as she walks, and she’s wearing these clumsy, heavy high heels, looking so delicate. I think if anything happens, she’d just cry on the spot, hahaha."
"But in Masi, no robbery is allowed."
"True, but they will always go elsewhere."
"Go find out what they’re here for."
Suddenly, rumors started spreading about Huaxia businessmen coming to Masi and that these Huaxia people were going to release tons of beer at tomorrow night’s trade fair!!
Old Zhou was currently negotiating with Masi’s official diplomat, Mama Has, regarding the officially hosted trade conference tomorrow night.
While introducing Jing Shu, Old Zhou proudly said, "This is my eldest daughter, Zhou Shushu."
Mama Has, a middle-aged man with a long beard, dressed in white cloth, a typical Arab appearance, smiled and greeted, "Your daughter looks incredibly beautiful."
Old Zhou’s enthusiasm noticeably waned when introducing the others, "This is my son."
Mama Has looked at the seven or eight people standing in a line, tall and imposing like bodyguards, marveling at the differences in Huaxia’s phrase, ’The dragon begets nine sons, all different,’ "They don’t look like his sons but rather like a group of bodyguards."
But he politely said, "Your sons look quite handsome," though he was at a loss for more complimentary words.
Speaking of which, Old Zhou was also frustrated. When it comes to role play, he could find suits from a pirate leader for appearances, so why were his subordinates still so shabby?
The most handsome among the bodyguards had no combat power, whereas those with explosive combat power didn’t look like rich heirs. Stepping back, he couldn’t let someone as weak as Yang Yang pretend to be his son, could he? Otherwise, if he got captured, it would be a real capture.
The most satisfied was Miss Jing; who would’ve thought that the usually low-profile Jing Shu would dress up so stunningly, each luxury item worn additively.
At this moment, many from the elite guards were eagerly watching Jing Shu, drooling, feeling like they couldn’t survive as Jing Shu looked so stunning! This must be the legendary ’funded ensemble’!
Big Yellow Teeth was picking his teeth without any regard for image. He played the slacker secretary, as he had neither looks nor power, so he could only be the secretary. He said to the young ones who were dumbfounded:
"Did you see that? I used to watch shows where actors would bring billions worth of luxury items to the set, and I didn’t believe it, but now I do. Jing Shu doesn’t need to pretend to be a lady. Now I just want to know, what doesn’t Miss Jing bring when she goes out?"
At this time, Nannan was keeping herself from exploding as she dragged Jing Shu’s three-meter-long skirt to prevent it from touching the ground, wondering why she had to play the role of Jing Shu’s handmaid!
But there was no choice. As a medic, she was supposed to wait aboard the ship for orders or follow behind, but she didn’t want to be invisible, so she volunteered to play a role. As a result, Jing Shu said she needed a maid, someone to serve tea and carry the skirt’s tail.
Old Zhou saw it and agreed that a wealthy woman should have such an entourage, so he let her do it.
In contrast, Nannan was like an ugly duckling following a noble swan——
What defines a tycoon? If a tycoon doesn’t squander, can they still be called one? How else to attract prey to the bait?
Therefore, Jing Shu extended her fair, little hand, turning the large carrot-sized diamond ring on her fingers, coquettishly saying:
"Father, at tomorrow night’s trade fair, I want all sorts of jewelry and rare items. I’ve heard they have diamond cars and gold toilets here, and I want them all. Anyways, we have so much food and drink at home, we can’t finish it all, let’s exchange them. Besides, didn’t we bring a lot of cigars this time too?"
Old Zhou smiled helplessly, "Alright, alright, we’ll do whatever Shushu wants." Then he turned to Mama Has and said, "You see, my daughter wants all sorts of marvelous treasures. What’s materials in comparison when we have plenty? What’s important is not to disappoint my daughter."
Mama Has nodded with a smile, thinking, who dares to outmatch us in wealth? Then tomorrow, I’ll show them. But he said, "Okay, okay, your daughter is indeed very frank. I’ll arrange for the more renowned merchants nearby to come and bring out the good stuff for exchange."
After discussing some details, as they were about to conclude, Jing Shu suddenly asked, "Is it safe here? You know we brought dozens of ships of supplies, and there are many ships just with food. If we end up buying all these things back, and if someone dares to rob us, we would be very scared, haha."
Jing Shu’s voice wasn’t small, it was audible to the people around, and whether or not they understood didn’t matter, she knew she was being recorded.
Hearing her, many people’s breaths became hot.
Mama Has felt a headache, wishing he could cover the foolish princess’s mouth. As an official diplomat for Masi, the last thing he wanted was a robbery occurring, especially since he hoped to profit from his position for a few more years.
Old Zhou handed over a cigar with a friendly smile, "No worries, this is Masi, all weapon activities are prohibited here, or else we would face United Nations sanctions."
Mama Has accepted the cigar and started smoking, getting lost in the moment, as the alluring aroma spread to every corner of the hall, captivating everyone with its enticing scent. How many years had it been since anyone had tasted such fine tobacco?
Miss Zhou spoke up——