"Oh my God! It’s Gu Jun!" The won at the scene were ecstatic, as Gu Jun’s silent blessing had beco a sensation throughout Dajiang, the north and south, and had even been featured in CCTV’s Spring Festival Gala during the Chinese New Year.
From afar on the president’s platform, all the leaders above the regint level were seated, including Xu Qigang, Yang Wenying, and Su Yun.
When Gu Jun appeared, everyone looked enviously at Su Yun.
"Su Tuan, you are truly impressive!"
"Yes! Even Gu Jun has been absorbed into your group."
"As far as I know, Gu Jun isn’t a union mber, is he? When did he beco a comrade of Qianjin?"
Su Yun smiled subtly at the crowd and said, "He’s just an external personnel, only obligated to complete a set number of performances each year."
ng Xingzhi sat in the foremost position, and when he heard the conversations behind him, he turned around and asked, "Who proposed this way of performing?" This thod of performance had gone beyond healthy competition. It was clearly a contest, treating the audience as judges.
ng Xingzhi was a bit displeased; whoever ca up with this idea was simply provoking, utterly different from what he had originally envisioned. In fact, he could guess who it was without even asking.
"Reporting, it was !" Su Yun stood up and replied. The couple always strictly maintained their superior-subordinate relationship in public.
ng Xingzhi nodded without speaking, a brief flash of disappointnt in his eyes. He turned back again and whispered sothing to Lu Yuan beside him.
A fleeting sense of hurt flashed in Su Yun’s eyes—Xingzhi’s attitude towards her had beco much colder than before.
Yang Wenying witnessed all this and curled her lip in disdain. Su Yun really didn’t miss any chance to suppress her. Her own daughter was right there, and she seed to ignore her as if she didn’t even exist. Her performance as a mother was an utter failure.
She seriously doubted whether Su Yun’s thought processes were normal.
"Xu Qigang." After discussing with Lu Yuan, ng Xingzhi stood up, called out to Xu Qigang sitting behind him, and said, "Let’s go have a eting!"
"Yes!" Xu Qigang replied with a straight posture and stood up to leave with ng Xingzhi.
All the leaders above the regint level and the rescue team mbers left with them. The president’s platform, which had been filled, was suddenly emptied by half.
Su Yun’s complexion grew increasingly worse, reaching almost an unsustainable point. Even if Xingzhi was indeed going to attend a eting, he shouldn’t have left right after she finished her response.
In this way, whether it was her fault or not, it beca her problem.
He was clearly slapping her in the face.
Naturally, Yang Wenying would not miss this opportunity to strike at Su Yun.
"A good consolation performance, and you’ve turned it into an atmosphere filled with the sll of gunpowder. It’s really off-putting."
"What do you an by that, Yang Wenying?" Su Yun glared furiously at Yang Wenying, her eyes red with rage, "It’s your own people who lack ability, dragging everyone down and you bla ?"
"All the resources in the Northern region are with your Qianjin; you still have the nerve to say I lack ability?" Yang Wenying retorted with a cold laugh.
Her words indeed resonated with many other captains, who simply refrained from speaking out due to Su Yun’s powerful connections.
Only Yang Wenying, Su Yun’s nesis, was ready to undermine her at any mont.
"You’re just jealous." Su Yun certainly wasn’t stupid— as the President’s wife, quarreling publicly would only discredit herself.
"Win against us first, then talk!"
"We will! Don’t worry!"
The president’s platform was thick with tension, and the stage was no less tight.
The General Union had long arranged their performances, but since Bai Oulan had already danced Butterfly Lovers, Sheng Ning and Lu Xiaoshuang naturally couldn’t perform it again.
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