So when they say that a daughter is naïve, she really is naïve.
Yang Baixin rubbed his brows slightly and instructed the secretary who had been waiting for a response, "Make a call to Chairman Xiao, and arrange a ti to et. Over here—no, it’s better to et in Brazil."
Their current ho in the United States was unknown to many.
The secretary left to carry out the task.
Yang Baixin glared at the mother and daughter, "Pack your things."
Mada Yang lowered her head and said nothing.
Yang Zhilin touched her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Dad has finally figured it out. Had I known, by joining forces with Brother Yebai and his group, everything would’ve been smooth."
Mada Yang looked up at her daughter, her lips trembling, but in the end, she didn’t speak.
Just like her husband said, their daughter wouldn’t shed tears until she saw the coffin—nothing they said would be of use anymore.
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Brazil
It was heard that Xiao Jianming was coming for an inspection.
Yao sister gasped when she heard the news from Fang Yongxing, "Just as I thought, sothing big must have happened."
"What big thing?" Fang Yongxing asked.
Yao sister began to speak mysteriously, "Initially, those who were against us suddenly did a hundred and eighty-degree turn, all coming back to us for help."
"Help with what?"
"Business, of course," Yao sister said as she spoke of the recent changes that were as tumultuous as stormy weather, "I really didn’t expect it, guess who noticed early on."
It turned out that the paper cup design discovered by Gu Nuan actually originated from a project by Zhao’s firm aid at the mass market’s lower-end consur group, requiring so convenient cups for drinking red wine. Those cups were piled up in a corner of the cabinet in Yao sister’s office.
At that ti, while designing a club project for Zhao’s firm, Yao sister also designed these cups, but she had since forgotten about it because she dealt with many projects daily and such small designs were innurable. Yet, Gu Nuan had the "Eyes of Golden Fla"—she’d only been to her office a few tis, but it seed like she had thoroughly figured out what was in there.
Thinking back on these details, Yao sister felt a creeping fear, not to ntion what her rivals might think.
After hearing all this, Fang Yongxing laughed and said, "This may be the fault of your director."
"Ah?" Yao sister was taken aback for a mont.
What role did Zhan Dapeng play?
"As for you, I’ve certainly said little, almost nothing at all. If it wasn’t your director who praised your excellence to her, then it must have been one of your subordinates, or perhaps Tang Qingzhong. And she is definitely not soone who pays casual attention to just anybody."
Maybe Fang Yongxing truly understood Gu Nuan better, as he instantly pinpointed what made her truly formidable.
Indeed, the human brain has limited capacity. Gu Nuan didn’t have the ability to pay extra attention to everyone with the "Eyes of Golden Fla." Sun Wukong’s fiery vision was only used when needed, not all the ti, or it would burn out.
Yao sister sighed, and couldn’t help but smile, "Are you subtly praising and flattering ? Let tell you, my position is lower than yours, so sucking up to is pointless."
"I’ve never liked to suck up to people, so what I’m saying is the honest truth, not to butter you up—your competence speaks for itself."
Yao sister fell silent for a mont, knowing exactly where her own competencies lay. Therefore, the genuinely formidable person was Gu Nuan. Think about it—Zhao’s firm might not have used her design from years ago, but Gu Nuan was like a perceptive horse watcher who imdiately found the real value of her cup design.
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