"I believe in clear rewards and penalties. One of you two must be lying, and if I find out who it is, that person must apologize to the other. How does that sound?" Ye Ranran’s tone remained unhurried, yet the words carried an undeniable sense of pressure that couldn’t be refuted.
It was the authoritative pressure belonging to soone in a superior position.
As Wen Cai’s Ye Ranran, she had navigated among the major figures in F country. The three brothers of the Fu Family all acknowledged her abilities. How could the likes of Wang Lan and Bai Sha possibly be her match?
"Alright." Everyone had no objections.
Ye Ranran swept her gaze toward the hidden surveillance caras, her red lips curved up: "Didn’t my husband ever tell you all that every office has caras installed?"
Wang Lan and Bai Sha’s expressions changed dramatically. Their audacity stemd from the fact that the office lacked surveillance, so no one outside would know what they did.
"One, show them your skills." Ye Ranran said to One, who was standing behind her.
One cast a disdainful glance at them, walked to the computer, fiddled with it a bit, and imdiately pulled up the video. Due to the presence of audio equipnt, every word they spoke was clearly recorded.
Every person in power is sowhat paranoid. Jun Mochan wasn’t overly paranoid, but that didn’t an he wasn’t at all.
On his turf, except for the Jun Family villa, there wasn’t any place without surveillance.
They wanted to stir up trouble? Dream on.
Moreover, even without surveillance, there are other thods. By coercing or tempting others, surely soone would spill the beans.
From the speakers, Zhao Xiao’s voice informing Wang Lan ca through clearly, along with the other’s disdainful snort.
Ye Ranran, feeling a bit sore from standing, leaned against the door, looking at Wang Lan with a half-smile: "Wang Designer seems to have quite an issue with . Why? Did I do sothing wrong to offend you?"
Without waiting for Wang Lan’s response, she continued: "In that case, disappear from my sight. This way, I won’t have to be an eyesore to you, right?"
Out of sight, out of mind.
Harsh, Shen Yuzhe glanced at Ye Ranran.
"Write your resignation later. For now, co to my office." Ye Ranran elegantly turned and walked away.
Wang Lan slumped in her chair, Zhao Xiao looked smugly satisfied. She casually remarked, "Ranran is Young Master Jun’s wife, Huacan’s owner, and also the First Lady. Offending her ans offending Young Master Jun. Even if Ranran lets you go, Young Master Jun won’t."
She could just wait. She wouldn’t have a chance to rise in her lifeti.
In truth, Ye Ranran was quite easygoing, but this easiness made people see her as easy to bully, hence not taking her seriously.
Bai Sha’s face turned pale too. She had forgotten about this aspect. It wasn’t entirely her fault; she’d been here for over a year, and apart from hearing Ye Ranran’s na initially, she hardly rembered it later.
As for being the owner of Huacan, she totally forgot. Which owner doesn’t attend annual parties and award ceremonies?
Fear and desperation shone in both their eyes, and after gathering themselves, they headed to Ye Ranran’s office.
Ye Ranran sat in the office, looking at the script sent by Che Hao.
The contact was made just now on QQ, through an old collaboration group that still existed. He added her and they chatted for a while.
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