Nie Xin was speechless. She moved her lips but couldn't utter a sound.
Sang Qing was a little nervous but also a little excited about going on stage. She put on the mask and looked at herself in the mirror from left to right.
There are still ten minutes until the start of the event.
Jiang Can tidied Sang Qing's hair and said with a light laugh, "Don't be afraid, you're the last one to appear, just sit in the float."
"Um!"
"I want to get on the float too!" Nie Xin blurted out out of the blue.
Jiang Can was taken aback. He then took out another, slightly larger mask from the prop box and put it on his face.
"Stop messing around!" Jiang Can whispered, "The float segment wasn't designed with men..."
"If I go on it, then I'll have it, right?"
"I'm saying you..."
The movie star didn't actually want to get on the float; he was clearly worried about the person already on it.
He was definitely trying to block that person and prevent others from seeing her!
Without saying a word, Nie Xin grabbed Sang Qing and left.
Jiang Can was on tenterhooks backstage.
The float slowly pulled out, and a girl with chestnut curly hair sat on it, wearing a sparkling fairy dress. Next to her stood a tall and imposing man whose face seemed to say, "Keep away."
Like a princess and a loyal knight from medieval Europe.
Both women wore masks, and the traditional Chinese embroidery on their skirts added to their mysterious allure, creating a sense of veiled beauty.
This segment yielded unexpected and stunning results, garnering lavish praise and bringing the press conference to a climax.
Jiang Can finally breathed a sigh of relief and called Huo Zhixing to share the good news: "Honey, the press conference was a complete success!"
The man on the other end chuckled softly, "I knew my wife could handle it!"
"Have you figured everything out yet?"
"Of course, your husband is a superman, there's nothing he can't do!"
"Then I can take a break for now, right?" Jiang Can smiled playfully. "The rest of the liquidation work will be entirely handled by my Mr. Huo!"
...
A week later, the Fu family's board meeting was held as scheduled.
The board members were surprised to find that Mr. Fu, who had not been seen for a long time, was also present when they entered the meeting room.
They were taken aback at first, then they all bowed and scraped, greeting him respectfully.
Although Old Master Fu has stepped down from his position, the Fu family business is still under his name, and his words still carry considerable weight.
Huo Zhixing offered his grandfather the seat of honor, while he and Fu Xiuyu sat on either side.
Fu Chengwei, who usually doesn't concern himself with company affairs, also came, with Sun Meifen standing very close to him.
Huo Zhixing glanced at her.
Sun Meifen looked up and met Huo Zhixing's sharp gaze. Her heart skipped a beat, and she lowered her eyelids in a fluster. Under the table, she gently tugged at Fu Chengwei's clothes.
None of this escaped Huo Zhixing's eyes.
He gave a cold laugh and got straight to the point.
"Uncles and elders, I won't waste time with formalities today." The large screen opposite the long table slowly lowered, and Huo Zhixing pressed the remote control, immediately displaying several statistical tables.
“These data are statistics on orders placed during this fashion week, as well as real-time records of the presentations,” Huo Zhixing said in a deep voice. “Compared to our competitors in the same industry, our company ranks among the top in profits in textiles and apparel. These brands not only provide gowns for celebrities in the entertainment industry, but also make bespoke suits for members of royal families in several European countries.”
The board members smiled and unanimously praised Huo Zhixing. Half of these compliments were sincere, and the other half were attempts to curry favor with Old Master Fu.
Fu Xiuyu felt very proud and didn't forget to add a few more words: "Hey, this isn't entirely Zhixing's doing! Our Zhixing is just lucky to have such a virtuous wife! Haha... This fashion project was all handled by Cancan!"
"Yes, yes!" someone quick-wittedly chimed in, "We've met the young mistress before. She's gentle and poised, and her words and actions are impeccably measured! She's just like you, Mr. Fu!"
"That's right! If you hadn't told me, who would have known she was your daughter-in-law? They would have thought she was your own daughter!"
"Hahaha..." Fu Xiuyu laughed heartily.
Huo Zhixing's smile froze on his lips as he looked helplessly at his mother.
He's talking about serious business, very serious business!
We haven't even started settling scores with Sun Meifen yet! What is Mom doing causing trouble?
"Cough cough!"
Huo Zhixing coughed heavily twice.
Fu Xiuyu immediately stopped laughing heartily and sat up straight.
"Everyone has seen the data." Huo Zhixing's expression was stern as he brought the situation back on track. "To be honest, the clothing project's success today is a result of taking a risky path to victory!"
"My wife is more than six months pregnant, but she is still personally involved in this project and overseeing every detail."
"If it weren't for certain people opposing her, I believe this report card would have been even better!"
Huo Zhixing spoke sternly, glancing at Sun Meifen from time to time.
"Aunt?" He raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Do you think I'm right?"
"What?" Sun Meifen's lips twitched. "What are you talking about? I don't understand!"
“I don’t understand… Ha!” Huo Zhixing stood up and slowly paced back and forth.
He was like a lion surveying its territory, his deep, sharp gaze sweeping across everyone's face.
"My aunt can't understand what I'm saying, but she should be able to understand the picture, right?"
As he spoke, he suddenly pulled out a stack of documents and slammed them down in front of Sun Meifen!
Sun Meifen was startled.
The other members of the board also began to whisper among themselves, and everyone crowded forward, trying to see what was on the document.
“On the day of the fashion show, two models unilaterally terminated their contracts, almost causing the show to come to a standstill,” Huo Zhixing said in a deep voice. “But on the same day, a new modeling agency opened in London, and the owner… is none other than those two models who terminated their contracts!”
"Aunt, do you dare say you were unaware of this matter?"
Sun Meifen's face grew increasingly grim, and she remained silent.
"Everyone, look here again." Huo Zhixing scoffed and pressed the remote control.
A video immediately appeared on the big screen, showing the man sneaking into the venue and cutting a hole in every dress with scissors!
The meeting room erupted in commotion, and everyone turned to look at Sun Meifen.
Sun Meifen, feeling guilty, cursed Fu Qingyan inwardly for being brainless! How could she let anyone easily find evidence of something like this?
“Aunt,” Huo Zhixing’s voice was icy, “if it weren’t for Can Can’s last-minute solution, the entire Manchester would probably be laughing at the Fu family right now!”
"My wife is heavily pregnant and working day and night on this project. Auntie, you may not feel sorry for her, but I do!"
Huo Zhixing's eyes were filled with a chilling aura, his powerful and oppressive presence like a beast roaming in the dark.
“Aunt,” he said, emphasizing each word, “tell me, how should I punish these people who oppose my wife?”
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