4: Call the police

Upon arriving at Zhihai Tingshu No. 1, the Cullinan and the Phantom were both parked inside the garage.

Zhao Qingshuo and the other delivery person then left.

Just as Jiang Li entered the Zhihai Tingshu, she received a call from the manager from earlier, saying that all her things had arrived and were being delivered.

So she opened the Zhihai Tingshu gates, and one vehicle after another drove in to unload the items.

Looking at the living room filled with belongings, Jiang Li wondered how long it would take her to finish tidying up!

She turned and asked the manager of the Zhihai Tingshu, "Mr. Su, are there any professional organizers? I'd like someone to come and organize these things for me."

The manager, Su Chaoyang, heard Jiang Li's words and replied, "There is a lady surnamed Meng who is a professional organizer. She runs a small shop not far from the Zhihai Tingshu."

"Good, then please help me make an appointment for her to come and organize these things."

"Certainly, Miss Jiang, it's no trouble at all."

Once everything was unloaded, a lady rang the doorbell. "Hello, is this the room organization Miss Jiang requested?"

Hearing this, Jiang Li pressed the button to open the Zhihai Tingshu's main gate, and Meng Jian walked in.

Entering the living room and seeing Zhihai Tingshu No. 1, the decor was truly grand!

Although she had been to many homes in the Zhihai Tingshu, this was the King of Buildings! Entering for the first time, she hadn't expected the owner to be such a beautiful young lady.

"Miss Jiang, I am the professional organizer, Meng Jian. It's a pleasure to meet you for the first time!"

"Hello. With all these things, roughly how long will it take you to organize them?"

Meng Jian had also seen the living room full of items upon entering. "Miss Jiang, would you mind if I called two more people over?"

"I don't mind, but I hope you can finish tidying up within an hour!"

Meng Jian replied, "Understood, Miss Jiang. Rest assured."

After replying, she immediately made a call for the two employees she had just hired to come and help organize.

Jiang Li picked out a set of pajamas and went to take a bath.

Looking at the luxuriously decorated bathroom, a Zhihai Tingshu worth three hundred million was truly nice.

She had heard before that the King of Buildings in the Zhihai Tingshu was worth three hundred million.

Not only was the most expensive decor used throughout, but it also came with front and back gardens, all designed by famous designers.

It was well worth the three hundred million.

After finishing her bath, Jiang Li dried her hair.

She went to the walk-in closet to check on the progress.

As soon as she entered, she saw someone gesturing with her newly bought clothes against themselves, though they hadn't actually put them on.

Jiang Li watched the person from the doorway. Another girl, who was working diligently, noticed Jiang Li and alerted the other one.

"Sisi, the owner is here, stop trying them on!"

Yang Xi warned Qiao Sisi, but Qiao Sisi felt annoyed.

"What are you doing? Can't you see I'm measuring these clothes against myself?"

"Stop it, the Zhihai Tingshu owner is here!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Sisi hurriedly put down the clothes in her hands. "Miss Jiang, I... I was just helping you inspect these clothes."

Jiang Li listened to Qiao Sisi's words. "Am I supposed to thank you then?"

Qiao Sisi looked down most on these mistresses who relied on others for a living.

In her eyes, Jiang Li was just a kept mistress; what was there to be so arrogant about?

"What is your name?"

"What? Want to go snitch? You're just a mistress; you'd better save your energy to keep your sugar daddy happy!"

Jiang Li chuckled. "Then tell me, who is my sugar daddy? As far as I remember, I bought this Zhihai Tingshu myself. This is the first time I've heard that a Zhihai Tingshu I bought could be described as a gift from someone else."

She pretended to be deep in thought. "Indeed, even if it were a mistress, how much would someone have to like her to spend over a hundred million on these cosmetics and clothes? How much would they have to love her to spend over three hundred million to buy this Zhihai Tingshu?"

Qiao Sisi had indeed never seen such a generous sugar daddy; the mistresses she had seen before only got bags worth tens of thousands.

Seeing this, Yang Xi stood behind and said nothing. She had already warned her, but Sisi insisted on seeking her own doom. She had tried to stop her; what happened next was none of her business.

When Meng Jian returned, she saw Jiang Li standing at the door of the walk-in closet, looking at Qiao Sisi.

Meanwhile, Qiao Sisi was glaring at Jiang Li, her face full of indignation.

"Miss Jiang, what is going on?"

Jiang Li looked at Meng Jian and said, "Next time, be more careful when hiring. You should avoid hiring people like this; they can easily tarnish your reputation."

Hearing this, Qiao Sisi realized her job was on the line. What would she do if she lost this job?

Her mother would nag her again, saying a woman should just get married and settle down instead of going out to work.

After she started working, she couldn't find a good job because of her low education level. This job was the highest-paying one she could find, and if she was fired on her first day, what would she do?

Why was their luck so good while hers was so bad?

She didn't think she looked bad, so why hadn't anyone taken a fancy to her?

She looked at Jiang Li—why was her figure so good and her face so beautiful? Why was heaven so unfair? Thinking that she was about to lose her job, she glared at Jiang Li in anger. "You're nothing but a mistress; you'll be tossed aside sooner or later."

Jiang Li's tone remained calm as she spoke. "The clothes you just touched cost ninety-eight thousand yuan. Oh, and that Australian White Pearl Ring you just secretly hid is worth thirty thousand yuan. Tell me, how do you plan to compensate me?"

Qiao Sisi heard the figure: thirty thousand yuan.

She immediately began to act shamelessly, sitting down on the floor. "I have no money, only my life. If you want it, take it!"

Seeing this, Meng Jian never expected the person she hired to be like this. During the interview, she had felt Qiao Sisi was pitiful, but she hadn't realized that Sisi was just like her mother deep down—there was nothing pitiful about her.

She then apologized to Jiang Li. "Miss Jiang, I'm sorry. It was my poor judgment of character."

Jiang Li glanced at Meng Jian and directly picked up her phone to call the police. "I'd like to report a theft. A lady has stolen a pearl ring worth tens of thousands of yuan from me."

Hearing this, Qiao Sisi thought Jiang Li was just making things up and wouldn't actually call the police.

But ten minutes later, when the police actually arrived, Qiao Sisi truly panicked.

She scrambled up from the floor, but before she could leave, the police entered.

Seeing them, Jiang Li said directly, "Officers, it's her. She has a pearl ring in her pocket that I just bought. I still have the receipt."

Because it was night and the person reporting was a woman, a female officer had come along.

Seeing the room full of luxury goods, the female officer was, to be honest, envious.

However, there was no greed in her eyes. She looked at Qiao Sisi and said, "Please allow us to check if there is anything in your pockets."

Qiao Sisi stubbornly refused to be searched because she really had put that ring into her pocket earlier.

She thought that with so many things here, how could that woman possibly remember?

Jiang Li indeed hadn't memorized everything; it was because she had seen it happen just now.