Chapter 962
Nan Jiaying lifted her gaze to look at Chu Xiyao, noticing her calmly watching the slowly approaching Su Ran. Jiaying slightly curled her lips, raised her chin, and once again, arrogantly raised her voice:
“Indeed, not just anyone can sit with President Chu, at 38th seat, second row of the eighth echelon p>
“The eighth echelon is the highest level, and sitting there are all prominent figures in various sectors p>
“The higher the echelon, the higher the status it represents. Although only separated by a runway between each echelon, crossing it is as hard as reaching the sky p>
“Moreover, the 38th seat is in the center position p>
Nan Jiaying laughed proudly, looking at the approaching person, she continued:
“Our President Chu is the heir of the Chu family, unlike some who were expelled from their family. Some people are not born like our President Chu, nor have the abilities, nor the background, yet they still want to compete with our President Chu—what are they relying on p>
“And what else? Pure fervor, ignorance p>
“Hahaha… that’s truly foolish p>
The group echoed fearlessly, their laughter sharp and piercing.
Nan Jiaying glanced at Su Ran again, deliberately raising her voice to state things so bluntly, aiming to make her recognize a fact.
In every aspect, Su Ran is inferior to their President Chu, and her subordinate, Nan Shuyun, is even worse!
She wanted to see her angry and helpless, see her face reality yet powerless to change the status quo.
But when she turned her head, the person did not take it to heart at all!
She remained calm, leisurely chatting with the woman beside her, occasionally showing a faint smile, completely indifferent as she walked forward.
Nan Jiaying felt as if she had punched cotton, a breath stuck in her chest that couldn’t go up or down, very frustrating.
“Oh, isn’t this President Su? Why don’t you greet us? Are you alone? Why haven’t I seen Shuyun? Could it be that she’s afraid to come out and lose face p>
Seeing her about to brush past without acknowledgment, the frustration within Nan Jiaying became unbearable, directly turning to sarcasm.
Su Ran stopped, her gaze landing on her face.
Instantly, Nan Jiaying felt as if a sharp blade had grazed her face.
“Are you CE’s designer p>
“And so what?” Nan Jiaying tried to appear tough, though feeling slightly apprehensive inside.
But upon thinking she was actually intimidated by this woman, she felt unwilling, and her demeanor turned rigid again.
Su Ran raised an eyebrow, “CE’s designers are so idle? No time to follow backstage progress, yet time to pose for photos here, competing with others p>
Upon hearing this, Nan Jiaying’s expression slightly changed.
Competing isn’t a pleasant term anywhere, though she did intend to network today, she had no intention of engaging in competition with those women.
In her view, they weren’t worthy!
Nan Jiaying’s face darkened, but before she could speak, a soft “pfft” sounded, someone chuckled.
She looked up and found the young girl behind Su Ran softly laughing, the laugh not brazen but unapologetically audible.
She wanted to get angry, but the man beside the girl made her dare not act rashly.
Su Ran also slightly turned, Li Sheng lightly coughed on cue, slightly curbing his smile, and pointed to Mo Shangjie beside her.
“Big Brother Mo said the same thing p>
Except Big Brother Mo had mocked Josie Martin, and his wife mocked Nan Jiaying—the people were different, but the meaning was the same.
Su Ran looked sideways at Mo Shangjie, who grinned, revealing bright white teeth.
Seeing this, Chu Xiyao’s gaze darkened, her voice coldened.
“Jiaying is one of mine, from CE, how they act doesn’t need President Su’s concern p>
Nan Jiaying looked at Su Ran with pride and provocation in her eyes.
Upon hearing this, Su Ran nodded, “You’re right, after all, to beat a dog, one still needs to consider the owner’s reputation; next time I’ll remember to leave President Chu some face p>
“Who are you calling a dog? You p>
“Oh, why is it so lively here p>
The unexpected voice made everyone instinctively look up, then saw Hu Jialiang and Huang Mengzhao walking over, accompanied by several organizers.
Nan Jiaying’s eyes brightened, somewhat excited, “Chairman Hu, Director Huang, are you here for President Chu? Our President Chu is right p>
“No.” Huang Mengzhao’s cold voice cut off Jiaying’s words.
A breath stuck in her throat made her face look unpleasant, and beside her, Chu Xiyao’s face was no better.
Hu Jialiang glanced at Chu Xiyao, but as for Nan Jiaying beside her… he didn’t see at all.
He turned to Su Ran, his handsome and gentle face full of smiles, his tone somewhat excited and enthusiastic.
“President… Su p>
Nan Jiaying: p>
Everyone: p>