"Or, do you have any more excuses for yourself?"
"Oh, it shouldn’t be called an excuse, rather... more convincing proof?"
Xia Wan’an could only feel that at this mont, Chi Yao truly deserved a beating, but true gold is not afraid of fire; no matter how insufferably arrogant he is now, she’ll make him utterly desperate in a mont!
Just as Xia Wan’an was thinking about taking out her phone to make a call, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open—
Everyone turned around to look, only to see the Han Family’s old matriarch entering with the aid of a walking stick, followed by Nanny Zhang.
Despite the Han Family’s business being on the brink of a change of ownership, there were still many people who showed great respect for the old matriarch. Her arrival prompted many to stand up and greet her: "Mrs. Han."
Facing everyone’s greetings, Mrs. Han maintained a composed expression. With Nanny Zhang’s assistance, once she was seated, she nodded to indicate that everyone who had stood up could sit down. Then she spoke, "I’m just here to see the outco; continue, act as if I’m not here."
"Yes." After responding to Mrs. Han’s words, everyone sat down again.
While Chi Yao was eager to continue the earlier topic, Nanny Zhang leaned in and whispered sothing to Mrs. Han. It was as if Mrs. Han suddenly had an epiphany as she spoke out again: "Oh right, I t soone downstairs just now. They said they were invited here... so I brought them along."
Saying this, Mrs. Han glanced at Nanny Zhang: "Go invite him in, please."
"Of course, Mrs. Han." Nanny Zhang replied respectfully, then exited the conference room.
In a little while, Nanny Zhang ca back, and there was an additional person behind her. Although his hair and beard were white, he looked very spirited, and perhaps in keeping with local customs, he was actually dressed in a traditional Chinese outfit.
The appearance of this person made everyone in the room show a look of astonishnt.
This person... was soone everyone recognized and knew.
This person... was the myth of the fashion world, the father of fashion, JO.
It was obvious that JO had good manners; upon entering the conference room, he first thanked Mrs. Han and then with a humble and polite smile, he slightly bowed towards everyone in the room: "I apologize for the intrusion."
Everyone couldn’t believe their own eyes, thinking JO’s appearance was an illusion of theirs, until he spoke, and that brought everyone back to their senses.
It was the real JO! They had t the once-in-a-lifeti legend!
"If my presence is a disturbance, please forgive , as there’s soone here who is too important to ... I had to make this visit..."
JO spoke again, and his words made everyone’s attention fall onto Chi Yao.
He had just shown off a photo with his daughter and JO, and claid they had a good personal relationship... so was JO here for him? It was unexpected that Chi Yao could command such great face, to personally invite the father of fashion to make this trip for him?
While almost everyone was harboring such thoughts, JO turned his gaze towards the row where Chi Yao and Xia Wan’an were sitting.
To others, it seed as if JO was looking more at Chi Yao, and those who admired JO found themselves admiring Chi Yao as well.
Chi Yao really didn’t expect JO to appear, but since he had already spun the lie, he could only pretend to be calm now.
While he was wondering who JO was really here for, suddenly JO took steps forward, walking straight towards him...
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