Meng Zihan had seen Filipino domestic helpers on TV.
Surprisingly, she now has her own Filipino maid.
In an instant, Meng Xueyun felt as if she had stepped into the clouds, and her whole body felt light and airy.
The humiliation of being beaten by Zhou Shixian's daughter a few days ago, and the shame of being abandoned by Zhou Shixian, were all washed away by the extreme luxury before my eyes at this moment.
She stood on tiptoe, suppressing the nausea churning inside her, and gave Director Zhang's greasy profile a hard kiss, her voice so sweet and coquettish that it gave even herself goosebumps.
"Thank you, Brother Zhang! You're so kind to me!"
Director Zhang was overjoyed by her proactive kiss. He pinched her soft, white hand and smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits.
"Honey, you should rest first and try on the clothes. I have a meeting at the company, I'll come see you tonight."
Meng Zihan quickly grabbed him and asked anxiously, "What about my company..."
"No rush." Director Zhang patted her reassuringly. "Tomorrow, I will have my assistant and Attorney Chen come to see you. You can discuss all the company procedures, anything you want to know or do with them. They will assist you throughout the process to get the company up and running smoothly."
Upon hearing the word "lawyer," Meng Zihan felt completely relieved.
This is much more reliable than Zhou Shixian, a shell company boss who only talks the talk.
"Then I'll wait for your call."
Meng Zihan reluctantly saw Director Zhang off at the door, and the sweet smile on her face only disappeared after the elevator doors closed.
She turned around, looked at the spacious and luxurious living room, and let out a long sigh.
From that moment on, this magnificent and elegant room belonged to her!
Lisa remained standing respectfully, awaiting her instructions.
Meng Zihan imitated the manner of wealthy women on TV, raising her chin demurely.
"Go cook first, I'm hungry. Make something light."
"Okay, Miss Meng."
Lisa responded and then quietly retreated into the kitchen.
Finally, she was the only one left in the room.
Meng Zihan could no longer hold back. She rushed to the row of clothes racks and touched each piece of clothing one by one.
The smoothness of silk, the softness of cashmere, the crispness of genuine leather...
These expensive fabrics brought her unparalleled satisfaction.
The items sent by Director Zhang included almost all the top-tier brands.
Although not every piece of clothing matches her aesthetic, the tags on each piece represent her current net worth.
She picked and chose, and finally kept half of them, which were her favorites and best reflected her status.
In the evening, Lisa served four dishes and a soup, which looked as exquisite as if they were made in a restaurant.
Meng Zihan sat at a table overlooking the entire Victoria Harbour night view, eating her meal in small bites, feeling incredibly satisfied.
It's perfect!
After many twists and turns, she finally got the life she wanted!
Although Director Zhang is a bit old and a bit slick, he is generous and willing to put in a lot of effort for her.
Compared to Zhou Shixian, who only knew how to make empty promises, they were worlds apart.
She is in no way inferior to Gu Jingran.
No matter how much money Gu Jingran has, it's his.
But now, Director Zhang's money is being sent over continuously, becoming hers.
In her battle with Ye Linchen, she not only didn't lose, but actually won!
A complete and utter victory!
Ye Linchen is still in the ivory tower, dreaming of starting his own business, and working on some entrepreneurial projects with a few poor students.
She has already moved into a penthouse in Hong Kong, has a Filipino maid to serve her, and is about to own her own clothing company and become a real boss!
Thinking of this, an indescribable sense of joy rose from the bottom of her heart, making her almost want to burst out laughing.
Just wait, Ye Linchen.
Once my company is up and running and I've created my own brand, I will definitely make a triumphant return to Jiangcheng.
I'll show you with your own eyes how utterly insignificant everything you possess is in front of me!
I'm going to make you and Gu Jingran regret this!
The next day, as soon as the sun shone into the house, Director Zhang left, completely satisfied.
Meng Zihan had just poured herself a glass of water when the doorbell rang.
Through the peephole, I saw two men standing outside, both dressed in sharp black suits, their hair slicked back and carrying identical briefcases.
They should be the assistant and lawyer that Chairman Zhang mentioned.
Meng Zihan hurriedly opened the door.
“Miss Meng.” The older man at the head of the group, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, politely extended his hand. “I am Director Zhang’s assistant, surnamed Wang. This is our legal counsel, Attorney Chen.”
Another, slightly younger one, nodded in agreement.
Meng Zihan shook hands casually, quite satisfied with the two of them.
These two look like the elites you see on TV, exuding a sense of "professionalism." Having people like them help me start a company is a reliable option!
“Please come in,” she said, gesturing for them to sit on the sofa and then pointing towards the kitchen. “What would you like to drink? Coffee or tea?”
Assistant Wang waved his hand: "Ms. Meng, you're too kind. We're not thirsty. Director Zhang's time is precious, and he instructed us to assist you in getting the company's matters settled as soon as possible."
In a single sentence, the relationship between host and guest is made perfectly clear.
They weren't there as guests; they were there on business.
Meng Zihan didn't insist and had her Filipino maid make her a cup of coffee and bring it over.
Assistant Wang opened his briefcase and took out a folder: "Ms. Meng, I heard from Director Zhang that you are planning to start a clothing company?"
“Yes.” Meng Zihan nodded. “I want to create my own brand, design it myself, produce it myself, and sell it myself.”
Assistant Wang and Attorney Chen exchanged a quick glance after hearing Meng Zihan's words.
Attorney Chen picked up the conversation, speaking in a businesslike manner: "Ms. Meng, your idea is excellent. However, starting a brand from scratch that integrates design, production, and sales will involve quite complicated procedures."
“Just registering a company, applying for a trademark, handling tax matters, getting things done in the production process and setting up sales channels requires a lot of time and effort upfront, and the return on investment cycle is very long.”
Attorney Chen paused for a moment, then offered a seemingly better solution: "We have a suggestion, perhaps you could consider starting with OEM garment manufacturing?"
“Mr. Zhang has long-term cooperative OEM factories that can obtain the latest designs from Europe. You only need to choose your favorite styles, attach your brand label, and your products can be seen in shopping malls in as little as a month. This is both worry-free and allows you to see profits quickly.”
This statement makes perfect sense; it practically paved a shortcut for Meng Zihan.
But Meng Zihan was very unhappy when she heard this.
OEM?
Isn't that just a fake foreign brand?
What's the difference between her and the generic, OEM products sold in those online celebrity shops of later generations?
She's aiming to be a design guru and lead the trend!
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