The salesperson saw this and a rich smile imdiately erged in her eyes because although these two styles are the latest, they are also the most expensive, costing nearly a hundred thousand yuan per set.
They earn a corresponding commission for each set they sell.
Furthermore, she could tell that Zhou Jingya’s attire was exceptionally elegant and expensive.
And she quickly noticed the best suits in their store — soone with such keen insight is definitely extraordinary.
Thus, her attitude beca extrely enthusiastic, knowing she would certainly close this deal.
Su Ming took the suit and walked into the fitting room.
He saw the price on the tag and his expression changed slightly.
Su Ming considered himself a construction company boss about to close a million-dollar contract, yet he was still surprised by the extravagance of the elite lifestyle.
When he ca out after changing into the suit, the salesgirl’s face imdiately showed an expression of idolization.
As the saying goes, "clothes make the man just as a saddle makes the horse."
Su Ming was already tall and handso, and his deanor gradually beca calm and refined, as if he could maintain serenity regardless of the circumstance.
Despite harboring a ferocious, raging tiger within that could be unleashed in extrely dangerous situations.
Now, dressed in this suit worth a hundred thousand yuan, his entire deanor was elevated, exuding a flavor of "a gentleman unmatched in the world, appearing as noble as jade on a path."
In the eyes of the salesgirls, they felt this man in the suit was excessively handso, easily able to debut as an idol star.
Zhou Jingya saw this and her usually calm and serene face showed subtle changes, with a flash of satisfaction fleeting across her eyes.
Then she nodded and said, "This set suits you well."
Without waiting for Su Ming to respond, she directly told the salesperson, "No need to package it, just check out."
Su Ming initially wanted to refuse because he wasn’t soone who liked accepting favors from others.
But upon hearing Zhou Jingya’s undeniable tone and recalling her relationship with Li Guoqiang,
he knew she had her reasons and hence did not speak further.
Then Su Ming and Zhou Jingya left the suit store amidst respectful glances from the salesgirls, and soon sped off in a burgundy Maserati.
Before long, Su Ming drove to an address Zhou Jingya provided and arrived at a building.
Upon getting out of the car, he saw a plaque hanging above the first floor of the building with the bold characters: "Wanhong Enterprise Group Co., Ltd."
Su Ming suddenly rembered it was Li Guoqiang’s company na.
"Let’s go in." Zhou Jingya said softly.
Su Ming followed Zhou Jingya into the company, soon arriving at a room on the fifth floor.
Zhou Jingya pushed the door open and walked in, while Su Ming stood at the doorway gazing inside.
Inside the room was a conference table, surrounded by several figures.
Upon seeing Zhou Yajing, so looked pleased and respectful,
while others were disdainful and arrogant.
One person was smoking, glanced at Zhou Yajing, then showed a contemptuous look.
Zhou Yajing directly took the main seat and said calmly:
"Xue Zetao, we’re about to start the eting, and I dislike seeing soone smoke in the conference room during my etings."
The man nad Xue Zetao joined Wanhong Group later.
Although he hadn’t followed Li Guoqiang for long, he was a director.
Blowing a puff of smoke, he casually said:
"If Mr. Li were sitting in your spot, he’d surely not make extinguish my cigarette, but would smoke along with ."
Then, without hiding his provocative intent, he watched Zhou Yajing and said:
"I know you ca back from overseas to seize power because Mr. Li is in trouble now. But I’d say, though you’re sitting in Mr. Li’s spot, you cannot replace him."
"Well said, we absolutely won’t let you steer Wanhong Group astray; it’s a legacy we’ve toiled alongside Mr. Li to establish."
At this mont, an elderly man with slightly graying hair, wearing black-rimd glasses and casual attire, spoke.
His na was Jia Hongxuan, a founding mber of Wanhong Group, among the earliest followers of Li Guoqiang.
He recognized only Li Guoqiang, refusing to allow anyone to take his place, especially not Zhou Yajing, who was a woman.
His masculine chauvinism was entrenched in the belief that won couldn’t handle company decisions and strategies.
Hearing this, Zhou Jingya’s eyes showed a sharp chill, her aura suddenly rising.
She leaned slightly against the chair, scanning the conference room attendees.
At this mont, she appeared like a matron ruling over a mansion’s affairs — both imposing and dignified.
She then calmly stated: "Wanhong Group cannot go leaderless for a day or it would be a scattering mob. The company is now in a critical state, needing soone to coordinate everything, make tily decisions, and I am certainly the best candidate."
Upon hearing this, Jia Hongxuan imdiately replied: "Madam, allow to disagree; at tis, an unsuitable leader may steer the company into a deep abyss. Luckily, Wanhong still has a chance to rebound, and the reason we’ve convened this board eting is to discuss this matter."
Xue Zetao chid in harshly: "Jia’s right, many of us can deliberate on it slowly, and eventually, we’ll get the company back on track. But if soone were to sit in the chairman’s position and act overbearingly, ignoring everyone’s advice, then Wanhong would face irrevocable ruin — it would be too late for remorse then."
After saying this, Xue Zetao noticed that those initially supporting Zhou Jingya now looked at her with distrust.
His eyebrows shot up, spewing smoke with a gleeful deanor.
Su Ming observed the conference room scenario entirely and finally understood why Zhou Jingya bought him a suit and brought him to the company.
So he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and then walked into the eting room.
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