Contract Marriage: Billionaire and His Deaf Wife Chapter 62: Husband is the Richest Man (1)

What is social hierarchy?

People are born equal, a concept akin to a utopia that undoubtedly exists only in people’s fantasies.

Precocious children, through contact with other families’ offspring, would have already found their place in the societal hierarchy.

For example, Gu Nuan.

And then there’s Su Yixia, who was born into a comparatively better family environnt, where studying and living might involve competition, but it isn’t ruthless.

To her, a casual remark from soone else’s household might be the most insulting comnt she had ever heard, wounding her pride.

Her face nearly flushed red, and she wanted to retort, "What? Can’t a student from E University co to Changda now?"

"My senior is working at Changda."

But she knew she couldn’t say that out loud, unless she was an idiot, foolishly making a "my father is Li Gang" blunder and dragging her well-intentioned senior down with her.

If there was bla, it was for not doing better in the college entrance exams, not making it into sowhere like Tsinghua and Peking University that would put an end to any idle gossip, right?

Or perhaps it was about facing reality, realizing her own limitations—she wasn’t as skilled as others during college admissions, nor was she as capable as others now when it ca to job hunting after graduation.

If we have to point it out, so people who didn’t study at all could beco bosses.

She always felt like there was a frustration bottled up inside her chest.

Su Yixia stood up, intending to go sowhere to cool off before speaking. At that mont, a new figure appeared in the corridor ahead.

All the candidates waiting for the interview imdiately beca tense.

"Could it be the examiner who’s going to interview us?"

"It might be."

The candidates made such guesses because not only did the newcor dress like a business elite from the office building, but among the candidates, soone clearly recognized the newcor. One of them suddenly snapped to their feet from the stool they were sitting on and respectfully called out to the newcor, "Director Zhan. Minister Li."

Su Yixia’s mouth ford a round ’o’, her eyes fixed unblinkingly on the approaching n—a director and a minister, obviously carrying significant clout.

In terms of corporate hierarchy, a director was generally ranked higher than a minister.

When Su Yixia bumped Gu Nuan’s arm, Gu Nuan had already taken several discerning looks at the newcors.

Unlike others who were speculating about their identities, familiar or not, Gu Nuan’s own feeling could only be described with four words: earth-shattering revelation!

Director Zhan?

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, his suit and tie were certainly tidier than at dinner yesterday, but overall, his unrestrained ruggedness hadn’t changed.

It was undoubtedly Zhan Dapeng.

Minister Li?

Cautious and asured in speech and deanor, with a hint of arrogance attributed to elite ministers apparent upon his brows.

The facial features remained unchanged, the aura the sa as she rembered.

It was Li Sitong, she was certain.

aning, both these n were people she had t not so long before, subordinates of her fake husband.

She had never doubted that Mr. Xiao from whom she had impersonated a wife was probably from a very wealthy family, a typical rich second-generation. But she had absolutely no idea the extent of his family’s wealth.

So these people under him, since they ca from Changda, he must be from Changda as well?

Mr. Xiao?

Yes, the top magnate was Mr. Xiao.

His son?!

The legendary Mr. Xiao who dominated the online world of microblogs?

The reason Gu Nuan felt so surprised was that she truly had not expected him to be the son of the top magnate.