The cannon fodder girl is rebellious, and she is a fool to catch ghosts and win.

Jiang Zihan stayed there for a long time before leaving.

After passing through the bustling crowd, she came to a shop specializing in recycling luxury goods and sold her designer clothes.

The clothes I bought for 38,000 yuan can only be sold for 500 yuan now, but for Jiang Zihan now, 500 yuan is enough.

Because he didn't have much money, Jiang Zihan could only stay in the cheapest hotel for the time being.

But in the imperial capital, the cheapest hotel costs one hundred yuan a day, so she can't stay there for more than a few days.

Jiang Zihan bought the cheapest egg pancake at the door of the hotel, paid for one night's room, and entered the room.

Jiang Li looked at her through the little paper figurine, as if he saw himself who was bullied in his previous life.

Jiang Zihan ate the egg pancake in silence and then lay down on the bed.

There were a few pools of unusual yellow on the white mattress, which looked a little disgusting. A year ago, Jiang Zihan would never have wanted to touch it.

But now she didn't care at all, she got into bed and covered her head with the quilt.

After a while, the quilt began to tremble, and faint sobbing could be heard.

Gradually, the low sobbing turned into loud crying, and Jiang Zihan cried heartbreakingly.

In just over a year, her family was ruined, and all of this was because of Jiang Li.

Not long after, her crying was interrupted by a knock on the door:

"Hey! People inside, please keep your voice down, it's too noisy!"

A strong man's voice came. Jiang Zihan did not dare to speak out and could only hold back his cries.

I don't know how long I cried before Jiang Zihan fell asleep.

That night, she dreamed that she was still the aloof eldest daughter of the Jiang family, loved by her parents, protected by her three brothers, with a warm home, delicious food, beautiful brand-name clothes and countless suitors pursuing her.

A dream is just a dream after all, everything is gone when you wake up.

Jiang Zihan was woken up by the phone call from the front desk:

"Hey, do you want to stay? If you don't, you have to check out before twelve noon!"

Jiang Zihan looked at the only 695 yuan left on him, and after thinking about it, he checked out.

She must find a job to make money now, otherwise the few hundred yuan will not be enough for her to survive.

She learned sewing skills in prison and could work as a seamstress. However, she went to many factories, and even those in urgent need of workers were unwilling to take her because she had been in prison.

Before she knew it, it was getting dark. Jiang Zihan was walking alone on the deserted street. There was no hotel nearby and she didn't know where to go.

Just then, several drunk men blocked her way with bottles of wine.

"Yo! It's so late, and there's a woman walking on the street. She can't be a chicken!"

"It just so happens that I have money. Please have fun together!"

One of the men grabbed Jiang Zihan's arm, and Jiang Zihan was so frightened that he quickly broke away:

"I'm not a chicken, get out of the way!"

"What are you pretending to be! You're not a chicken, you're walking here alone at night, you're lying!"

"Little sister, although you are not very good-looking, as long as you serve your brothers well, they will not treat you badly!"

With that said, several drunk men were about to pull Jiang Zihan into the woods.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

"Help!"

Jiang Zihan shouted and struggled desperately, but how could she stand up to so many drunkards alone?

Just then, a large truck drove up in the distance, and its flashing headlights shone on several people, stopping their behavior.

A man got out of the car, carrying a stick:

"Hey! What are you doing! Let me go that girl, or I'll call the police!"

The drunkards saw that the visitor was a man and threatened to call the police, so they immediately sobered up.

They let go of Jiang Zihan and ran away in a hurry.

The man walked up to Jiang Zihan and helped her up: "Girl, are you okay?"

"Don't be afraid, those people have been driven away by uncle, no one will bully you!"

Jiang Zihan looked up at the man's honest smile, his nose became sore, and he cried even harder.

This is the only good person she has met since she was released from prison.

"thanks, thanks!"

The man smiled: "It's okay! It's so remote here, why are you, a little girl, here alone at night?"

"I came here to find a job, but they didn't want me, and I couldn't get a taxi." Jiang Zihan choked up and answered.

"Oh! Well, if you believe me, get in my car and I will take you home. If you are worried, I will call the police for you."

When Jiang Zihan heard the word "alarm", he suddenly panicked:

"No! Don't call the police! I believe you, please give me a ride!"

The man didn't think much about Jiang Zihan's fear when he mentioned the police.

After letting Jiang Zihan get in the car, he handed her a bottle of water and some bread:

"Eat it!"

Jiang Zihan didn't dare to answer it. The man knew what she was worried about, so he opened the water and opened his mouth wide. He poured a sip into his mouth without touching the mouth of the bottle. He also opened the bread and ate some for himself.

"Look, there's no medicine in it, so feel free to eat it!"

Seeing this, Jiang Zihan took the bread and water and started eating them.

The man smiled honestly: "Little girl, don't worry, my uncle is a good man!"

"There seems to be only one sofa factory nearby, and I heard it's quite short of manpower. You're so young, why don't they want you?"

Jiang Zihan didn't dare to say that he had been in prison, so he lied:

"They thought I was slow and didn't do a good job."

"Hey! What's the point? Craftsmanship comes from practice, just learn it slowly!"

"By the way! Where do you live?" the man asked.

Jiang Zihan lowered his head: "I...I don't have a home."

The man was a little surprised, but seeing Jiang Zihan's sad expression he didn't ask any more questions.

"Well, if you don't mind, come and work in my factory. I'm a clothes maker. The factory isn't big and the salary isn't that high. The minimum is two thousand yuan a month. Then you get paid on a piece-rate basis. I'll give you two cents a piece. Money, how about it?”

Jiang Zihan was immediately surprised when he heard this: "Really? Uncle, are you really willing to take me in?"

"Really! As long as you work hard, although you won't make a lot of money, your life will be completely fine. If you have a better job in the future, is that okay?"

Jiang Zihan nodded repeatedly: "Okay! Thank you, uncle!"

The man grinned. At this moment, he had no idea how much harm his kindness had caused.

The little paper man was lying on the back of the car, looking at the man, as if he was thinking about something.

Jiang Li saw this man through the eyes of the little paper man. He was stunned for a long time, and then frowned slightly.

She knew this man, Wan Jinpeng, the owner of a small women's clothing processing factory. It was he who killed Jiang Zihan in his previous life.

Unexpectedly, the person who was killed by Jiang Zihan in her previous life would now be the only one to lend a helping hand to her.

This man's fate is still linked to Jiang Zihan, but I don't know if he will have a good ending this time.