Cui Mingli secretly ground her teeth, "You brat, let’s see what you’re capable of."
Weiwei raised her chin.
Ji Yunya looked down with a smile: "Accusing of fabrication, does Director Cui have any evidence? Otherwise, I will sue you for defamation. You know, I am sowhat of a public figure, any defamation can cause imasurable damage to my reputation. In this age of information, any rumor can spread like wildfire. I must protect my reputation. Of course, my own reputation is minor, but now, I am not alone. Standing behind is a corporation. For the company’s reputation, I will not tolerate any unfounded suspicion and defamation."
The girl’s tone was calm and clear, echoing in the spacious conference room and reverberating in everyone’s ears, striking their hearts.
Her words were soft yet firm, resounding with conviction.
Cui Mingli’s heart skipped a beat, then she raised her eyes disdainfully: "Evidence? What kind of status does the Mayfair Consortium have? Even at Yun’s peak, the Mayfair Consortium wouldn’t pay attention to it. Miss Ji, if you’re trying to delay, at least be smart about it. If you na a more credible company, we might believe it. But to think of the Mayfair Consortium, haha... how utterly foolish."
She simply couldn’t believe that the Mayfair Consortium would be interested in Yun’s, even at its peak. The Mayfair Consortium is at the top of the pyramid, they would have to be out of their minds to consider Yun’s, which is on the verge of bankruptcy.
She believed that Ji Yunya released this information deliberately to delay. Her goal was achieved when the news ca out, Yun’s stock steadily rebounded, gradually erging from its slump. But this thod is simply stupid, short-sighted. If the Mayfair Consortium pursued responsibility, not even ten Ji Yunyas could pay for the consequences.
Chen Tao said coldly: "You didn’t see Mr. Moro’s personally recorded video? If you don’t know what Mr. Moro looks like, don’t flaunt your ignorance. You don’t even know who is truly foolish, it’s laughable."
Cui Mingli’s face turned ugly, then she sneered: "Mr. Moro? Don’t make laugh. A dignified head of the investnt departnt wouldn’t personally record a video. Anyone who believes that is an idiot."
Chen Tao wanted to say more, but Ji Yunya waved her hand, and Chen Tao imdiately shut up. He wouldn’t act as foolish as Cui Mingli. He has been in the business world for years; he knows whether Mr. Moro in the video is real or fake. Besides, doesn’t Cui Mingli have any brains? Thanks to Ji Yunya’s popularity, Yun’s news spread like wildfire, dominating financial and entertainnt headlines dostically. After a week of ferntation, international dia couldn’t be unaware, and surely the Mayfair Consortium could not miss it. If it were fabricated, the Mayfair Consortium’s legal team would have responded imdiately, not allowing them to sit here peacefully having a eting.
What’s more, he knew this Miss Ji wasn’t simple. Offending her would have dire consequences. Does Cui Mingli really think Assistant Liang’s downfall was a coincidence? Anyone who believes that is a fool.
Ji Yunya smiled at Cui Mingli: "It seems Director Cui is determined to believe I am fabricating this? Fine, you can go to court now and file a case for investigation. Or you can go to the United States and consult the Mayfair Consortium’s legal counsel. Either way is better than arguing with here. Don’t you agree?"
Cui Mingli snorted: "President Ji has a sharp tongue, but managing a company requires more than just that."
Ji Yunya shook her head and sighed: "I am young, so I understand if people underestimate . But baseless speculation is extrely foolish, especially for soone in a high position. It makes doubt your competence."
Chen Tao imdiately raised his hand in agreent: "President Ji, rest assured, I firmly stand by your side."
Cui Mingli secretly ground her teeth, her eyes darkened. This woman is deliberately mocking her.
She wanted to say more, but at that mont, the conference room door opened from outside, and a man walked in quickly. He approached Ji Yunya, whispered in her ear, his deep voice clearly heard by everyone present.
"Miss, Mr. Moro’s secretary is calling."
Ji Yunya curled her lips, took the phone, turned on the speaker, and placed it on the table.
When she spoke, her accent-free Arican English stunned everyone. It was said she grew up abroad, so it was natural for her English to be this good.
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