The representative of the entire Ji family?
Everyone who heard this was momentarily stunned.
The Ji family is no ordinary wealthy family. The Ji family is large and powerful, and its descendants are all very successful. They are the true pride of the capital. Even the collateral branches have a net worth of tens of billions.
However, most of the collateral branches of the Ji family immigrated more than ten years ago and are no longer in the capital. Only two families remain in the capital today.
One is the family of Mr. Ji's younger brother, and the other is Mr. Ji's family; both are direct descendants.
So only these two families can represent the entire Ji family, but wasn't Grandpa Ji left behind a grandson?
Why is it a girl who looks to be in her early twenties who is attending?
The party fell silent for a moment, the atmosphere quite subtle, everyone harboring their own thoughts, their eyes filled with complex emotions.
"What are you saying? Uncle Shen and Aunt Shen are already very happy that you can come." Shen Yang laughed heartily. He was indeed a little surprised that the Ji family could come to such an occasion. After all, Old Master Shen had not been involved in the affairs of this circle for a long time, and even Old Master Ji's younger brother's lineage rarely attended such occasions.
Even his grandson, now the sole heir of the Ji family, has not attended such occasions for a long time, as if he has been protected by layers of protection. Now, even if people in this circle can vaguely recall what he looks like, it is only when he was ten years old.
Things are quite different now.
The fact that Grandpa Ji didn't attend but sent a gift through his grandniece was a pleasant surprise for them.
Ji Yao smiled gracefully and remained silent. Such polite words were merely a way of dodging the question; truly intelligent people don't need many words, a single sentence or glance is enough for him to understand.
She wasn't really good at those kinds of polite, flattering remarks, so all she could do was smile.
"Your father's new project is almost finished, isn't it?" Shen Yang asked.
Ji Yao knew he was asking about her father's decision to defy public opinion and choose to make movies, a new project. For their family, who had been in the jewelry and shopping mall business for generations, making such a choice was indeed somewhat risky.
After all, this is the first time we've sponsored a movie. If we choose a bad movie, the transition might not be successful, and we could lose money on this project.
"Business is unpredictable, and no one can guarantee they'll never make a mistake. Father's bold innovation this time is just a matter of 'if I succeed, I'm lucky; if I fail, it's fate,'" Ji Yao teased, half-jokingly.
Shen Yang listened to Ji Yao's joke and nodded inwardly with admiration. Such a generous and poised girl was indeed very suitable to be the matriarch of a large family.
He remarked ambiguously, "Your father is quite lucky."
Ji Yao pretended to be naive, seemingly unaware of the deeper meaning in his words, and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "Father's transformation this time has indeed been difficult. Half a month ago, he was even thinking that if things didn't work out, he would have no choice but to sell everything he owned to pay off the debts."
"Fortunately, we've weathered the storm, and the sun is shining again." Shen Yang laughed heartily, unable to suppress his amusement as he teased, "It seems your father won't have the chance to sell everything he owns this time."
Ji Yao smiled but remained silent.
She could say similar things, but she never wanted to step into the complex and ever-changing battlefield of the business world.
The person who is chatting with you today may stab you in the back tomorrow. She truly resists such a dark place.
Some things should be left unsaid.
Mo Qing tilted her head, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes. She placed her index finger on her bright red lips. Every movement and gesture seemed to have been carefully arranged by an artist, so elegant that it was almost artistic. Even when she was beating someone up, it was pleasing to the eye. She was so beautiful that she was both enchanting and ethereal.
Mo Yanyu had always known that Yao Yao had changed a lot since she came back this time, but this was the first time she had ever so deeply understood the completely different Yao Yao.
Yao Yao's ease and composure were truly dazzling, with her perfectly timed smile, her humble yet assertive attitude, and her elegant and graceful demeanor.
This made him pause for a moment.
Ah, so this is the real her.
She possesses a radiant charisma, yet there's another side of her that commands respect.
Mo Qing was also filled with doubt and confusion.
Why do the people around me look so strange? They seem surprised, or perhaps incredulous.
Could it be that Yao Yao has a very powerful background?
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