Chapter 6

Jiang Ping slammed his fist on the bed, muttering to himself, "That's right, foreknowledge! Why didn't I think of that!"

Thinking about the different fates of the Zhao family after the car accident, Jiang Ping felt that his speculation was very likely to be true. The black on Li Li's forehead represented his death in the accident, while the red on Zhao Wanqing and her daughter's foreheads indicated that they would be injured, which was known as a "bloody disaster."

As for why the red on Zhao Wanqing and her daughter's foreheads had different shades, it could be explained by the varying degrees of their injuries. Zhao Wanqing's injuries were more severe, so the red representing the bloody disaster was deeper; while Li Jiajia only suffered minor scratches, so the red on her forehead was faint and barely noticeable unless examined closely.

This discovery greatly excited Jiang Ping. If he could really predict others' recent fortunes, it would undoubtedly be an extraordinary ability. Combined with the skills and memories from his previous life, he would surely achieve great success in this life. Otherwise, it would be a waste of his potential.

Of course, Jiang Ping could not yet confirm whether his speculation was correct. However, it was not difficult to verify this; he just needed to find an opportunity to do so.

Just as Jiang Ping was doubting whether he had the ability to see through others' fortunes, the telephone at home rang, interrupting his thoughts. Jiang Ping temporarily put aside this issue and ran outside to answer the phone.

It was 2002, and Jiang Ping's family's conditions were quite ordinary. Even his father did not have a mobile phone. They usually kept in touch with relatives and friends through the home landline.

Jiang Ping ran to the living room, picked up the crude-looking telephone receiver, and asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Perhaps Jiang Ping's formal language surprised the caller, who hesitated before asking, "Is this Jiang Jianhua's home?"

Jiang Ping honestly replied, "Yes."

Upon confirming that it was indeed Jiang Jianhua's home, the caller relaxed and then realized, "You must be Jiang Ping! I'm your Uncle Yonghua! Why do you speak so formally? I thought I had dialed the wrong number. Is your father at home?"

Jiang Ping's uncle, Jiang Yonghua, was a vice president of a company, and according to his previous life's memory, he had a high income and a very good living condition. Jiang Ping clearly remembered that when his sister was sick, his mother went to Uncle Yonghua's house to borrow money for her treatment, but only managed to borrow a few thousand yuan after much pleading, which was less than what many old neighbors lent. Later, when his mother was sick, Jiang Ping also went to Uncle Yonghua for help, but returned empty-handed, as the uncle, who claimed to earn over a hundred thousand yuan a year, did not lend a single cent. Therefore, Jiang Ping did not have a good impression of his uncle.

However, now in Jiang Ping's young body was the soul of a man in his forties. So he did not show any dissatisfaction and calmly said to Jiang Yonghua, "Hello, Uncle. My father is at home."

"Good, good," Jiang Yonghua sighed in relief. "Tell your father I need to see him about something. Ask him to wait at home; I'll be there soon!"

Jiang Yonghua clearly had some urgent matter, and after Jiang Ping agreed, he hung up the phone hurriedly.

Jiang Ping put down the receiver, frowned, and muttered to himself, "What could he want from my father so urgently? It's really strange!"

In his previous life, Jiang Ping remembered that his uncle, who earned more than his other cousins, always considered himself superior and had nothing in common with his honest and simple father. The two families only met during holidays and had no other interactions. It was no wonder Jiang Ping had such thoughts when his uncle suddenly wanted to see his father so urgently.

At this moment, Jiang Jianhua walked in from outside and asked Jiang Ping, "Who was on the phone?"

Although he found it strange, Jiang Ping told his father the truth, "It was Uncle Yonghua. He said he needs to see you and asked you to wait at home."

"Oh, I'm not going to work today anyway, so I'll wait," Jiang Jianhua nodded indifferently and then sighed to his son, "Speaking of your uncle, he's really something. I heard he's already the vice president of Yongchang Company, earning over ten thousand yuan a month in salary and bonuses! If I had such a high income, I wouldn't have to worry about your and your sister's tuition fees!"

Jiang Ping knew that his father had always been troubled by his low income. He was about to advise his father not to worry too much but suddenly caught the key point in his father's words and quickly asked, "You said... Uncle is the vice president of Yongchang Company?"

"Yes, he was promoted a few months ago," Jiang Jianhua nodded. "I heard he is very trusted by the boss and manages over a hundred people. Many important decisions in the company are made by him!"

"I see..." Jiang Ping nodded in understanding.

In his previous life, his father never told him how he got involved with Qian Jing and took the blame for him. But now, his father's unintentional words made everything clear to Jiang Ping.

In his previous life, Jiang Ping had investigated the truth behind his father taking the blame for Qian Jing and found out that Qian Jing's father, Qian Yongchang, was the boss of Yongchang Group. Knowing that his uncle, Jiang Yonghua, was the vice president of Yongchang Company, everything fell into place. It was clear that Jiang Yonghua had played a role in the matter. However, since fate had given him a second chance, he would not let it happen again.

Not long after the phone call, a Mazda car stopped in the alley outside Jiang Ping's home, and Jiang Yonghua, dressed in a suit, got out. In 2002, Jiang Yonghua already had a private car, making him a successful person. He glanced at Jiang Ping's slightly dilapidated old house, a hint of disdain on his lips, and then knocked on the door.

The door quickly opened, and Jiang Ping greeted Jiang Yonghua. Seeing his nephew, Jiang Yonghua put on a fake smile and said, "Oh, Jiang Ping, you're growing up to be quite handsome! You must be very popular with the girls at school, right?"

Even Jiang Ping had to admit that Jiang Yonghua was a smooth talker. If he were really an 18-year-old, he would have liked him because of that comment. However, after being reborn, Jiang Ping had an 18-year-old body and a 38-year-old soul, so Jiang Yonghua's flattery had no effect on him.

Jiang Ping politely nodded at Jiang Yonghua and said, "Uncle, you're here. My father is waiting for you."

"Good, good," Jiang Yonghua, who had no interest in chatting with Jiang Ping, responded casually and went inside to find Jiang Jianhua.

Jiang Yonghua pulled Jiang Jianhua into the room and carefully closed the door, clearly not wanting anyone to know what they were discussing.

Seeing Jiang Yonghua's suspicious behavior, Jiang Jianhua frowned and asked, "Yonghua, what are you doing? Just say what you have to say; why do you have to be so secretive?"

Jiang Yonghua was there to persuade his cousin to take the blame for the boss's son, and this matter could not be known by others, so he had to be extra cautious. After making sure the windows were closed, he said mysteriously, "Brother, I have a great opportunity for you this time!"

Jiang Jianhua's interest was piqued by Jiang Yonghua's mysterious manner, and he couldn't help but ask, "What is it?"

Seeing his cousin's interest, Jiang Yonghua was invigorated and leaned in to whisper, "It's like this, a friend of mine had a bit of trouble this morning..."

Jiang Yonghua briefly described the incident, downplaying the severity of the car accident to make it seem like a minor issue. Then he revealed his true purpose, lowering his voice, "My friend is about to get married. If he goes to jail now, the wedding will be ruined. So... he's looking for someone to take the blame for him, and that's why I'm here to ask for your help!"

The honest Jiang Jianhua finally understood his cousin's purpose and was surprised, "You want me to take the blame for him? Is this a good thing?!"

"Shh, keep your voice down!" Jiang Yonghua quickly lowered his voice. "You will suffer a bit, but my friend won't let you do this for nothing. He said that if you agree, he'll pay you 300,000 yuan upfront! In addition, you'll receive 50,000 yuan in compensation for each year you spend inside!"

In 2002, the average income in Jiang Ping's city was only about 10,000 yuan. For Jiang Jianhua, who had an ordinary family, the amount mentioned by his cousin was astronomical. This made him hesitate and stammer, "Your... friend is offering a lot of money!"

Jiang Yonghua, skilled at reading people, knew that his cousin was tempted and quickly pressed on, "Of course, my friend is very wealthy and just wants to avoid trouble. He said that whoever helps will not only receive a large sum of money but will also be given a well-paid and easy job after being released from prison."

The generous conditions made Jiang Jianhua even more hesitant. Jiang Yonghua continued to persuade him, "Brother, Jiang Ping is about to take the college entrance exam, and in a few years, Jiang Wei will also go to university. The combined tuition fees for both children will put a lot of pressure on you and your wife. Besides, even if Jiang Ping graduates, he'll need to get married and have children in a few years. Nowadays, it's common for the groom to provide a house, which costs hundreds of thousands of yuan. But with this money, all these problems can be solved. Isn't that a good thing?"

Under Jiang Yonghua's persuasive words, Jiang Jianhua was thoroughly tempted. However, he knew that taking the blame for someone else was illegal, so he still hesitated and stammered, "But if I really go to jail, what will happen to my wife and children?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yonghua smiled triumphantly. He could see that Jiang Jianhua was already tempted and just needed a little more encouragement to agree.

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