"How could he possibly be the son of the richest man?"
If he were the son of the richest man, he wouldn’t be so frivolous all the ti, not to ntion speaking without any seriousness, and besides that, in so aspects in her eyes, he was a bit childish.
And the richest man, Xiao Jianming, always portrayed a very stable image as a businessman to the public, whether in television dia interviews or in real-life interactions.
A successful man ought not be frivolous. He must surely be very steady in character.
He, and Xiao Jianming, did not seem alike at all in temperant, no similarities whatsoever—
Her mind suddenly had a mont’s crash.
This was the most unbelievable, most unexpected thing in Gu Nuan’s life from birth to this day, she was so shocked she could hardly recover.
Yet, the fact was unmistakably clear before her, regardless of whether she tried hard to confirm whether what was happening right before her eyes was true.
Of course, one possibility could not be excluded, that he was not Xiao Jianming’s son, just happened to have the sa surna, Xiao. Whether he was at Changda now, she had not yet seen any trace of him.
The only thing that could be certain is that the two individuals appearing before her were indeed one Zhan Dapeng, referred to as "Old Four" by him, and one Li Sitong, her previous subordinate?
Thinking that she might really have won a small victory over a departnt-level figure in Changda in business negotiations, Gu Nuan felt a profound shock again—had she really, as Qiu Sangui said, had a stroke of incredible luck?
It’s not that Gu Nuan was insecure, but she was indeed just a student who was just starting out.
Zhan Dapeng and Li Sitong ca one after the other, accompanied by assistants, needless to say.
In their faces, Gu Nuan could not discern any expression related to her when they saw her, which made her doubt for a mont whether she might have recognized the wrong people.
If she couldn’t even tell if they knew her, those accompanying them, perhaps their colleagues or assistants, certainly couldn’t tell. Not to ntion if those candidates trying to butter them up could detect any oddity.
Gu Nuan boldly speculated in her heart, did they know or not know that she was coming to Changda for an interview?
Whether they knew or not, they would not possibly make any declaration of knowing her here.
Gu Nuan thought, particularly Li Sitong, who aside from that negotiation with Qiu Sangui, did not know about her sham marriage with Yebai.
The situation seed to beco increasingly complicated. If he really was the heir to this company, what would happen if she, by a twist of fate, ended up applying for a job at his company?
No.
Gu Nuan quickly reassigned the situation in her mind.
She was there to look for a job, whether or not she was married to him actually didn’t really matter, and certainly, their martial relation wasn’t genuine. Also, if he didn’t want her working at his family’s company, he would’ve warned her earlier.
With this realization, it seed like he really didn’t care about this matter and Gu Nuan was reassured. Setting aside these factors, Changda was a good company for training people and she did not want to give up this opportunity lightly.
When Gu Nuan montarily tied her thoughts between him and Changda, certain undeniable facts laid out before her again.
That was, the people he had brought with him before in front of her already had high positions within this huge corporate group, whereas she was just an interviewee not even qualifying as a junior employee.
Seeing those candidates starting to flatter Zhan Dapeng continually, it was clear that Zhan Dapeng seed the highest ranked among this group.
"Director Zhan, do you rember ? Last ti, you ca to our school and saw our business plan—"
Zhan Dapeng looked at the student before him sowhat bewildered, clearly, he didn’t rember much about these fledgling students.
"I am a student from F University."
F University? Su Yixia suddenly beca excited, a prestigious institution that was always ranked fourth or fifth among the dostic universities.
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