"Little sister, why did you give up your comfortable life as the second young lady of the conglomerate to come here and help the poor?"
Ruan Yunhan, dressed in a haute couture gown, looked at Ruan Chen, who was wearing nothing special, with a hint of mockery and pity in her eyes.
To make things easier at the base, Yan Qian styled her long, fiery red hair into a bun. When Ruan Yunhan saw this, she looked at Yan Qian and Ruan Chen's identical old-fashioned outfits with disdain. "My charity gala is really... any Tom, Dick, or Harry can attend. Who sent out the invitations? They can't even handle such a small thing."
Like most wealthy Chinese businessmen who invest here, she looks down on the local peasants.
As soon as Ruan Yunhan opened her mouth, Ruan Chen realized that she really hadn't grown any brains over the years.
As always, he dug his own hole and jumped into it.
She seemed blind to the reporters with their long lenses and microphones mingling in the crowd.
“What are you saying, Ms. Ruan?” Ruan Chen said, not responding to Ruan Yunhan’s address of “sister”, but instead addressing her formally as Ms. Ruan.
Anyway, the Ruan sisters' discord wasn't something that happened overnight, everyone knew that, so there was no need to put on a show.
"The reason why we businessmen from China invest in factories and companies here is to help the Northern Islands develop better, isn't it? Although I don't agree with Chairman Ruan's way of referring to my group's second daughter, I do agree with your second statement. My purpose in coming here is indeed to alleviate poverty."
Her words demonstrated both vision and magnanimity, making her far superior to Ruan Yunhan.
Yan Qian seemed to feel a little uncomfortable with her hair tied up, so she loosened the ribbon, and her dazzling fiery red hair fell down.
She stood up, her figure alluring.
"This is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Clan!"
"Holy Maiden, you've come too!"
Someone immediately recognized her.
Today, those who came here included not only Chinese, but also people of mixed races from both local and other ethnic groups, as well as a few members of the Eldar who were doing well within the Chinese community.
Many people had heard Ruan Yunhan's sarcastic remarks about "poverty alleviation" and "any Tom, Dick, or Harry," and their expressions had already turned sour. Fortunately, Ruan Chen's words were well-paced and reasonable, which eased their tension.
Now that Yan Qian's long hair was loose, those who were related to the Spirit Clan found their pillar of support and started shouting.
Yan Qian was extremely eye-catching in terms of appearance, figure, and personality. She stood up, walked in front of Ruan Yunhan, and firmly suppressed Ruan Yunhan in terms of aura. She was also half a head taller than Ruan Yunhan.
"Who are you calling a cat or dog?" Yan Qian asked calmly, her face revealing no emotion.
But Ruan Yunhan sensed provocation and hostility from this so-called "saintess". Although it was indeed Ruan Yunhan who started the trouble, she showed no remorse and took a step back to avoid Yan Qian's sharp edge. "Who's in such a hurry to take it personally?"
She still had a faint smile on her face, and she didn't take these so-called "saints" from the bottom of her heart.
The next second, her smile vanished.
Yan Qian picked up the leftover juice from the table, elegantly pinched the glass with two fingers, and poured it directly over Ruan Yunhan's head, completely unconcerned that the reporters' cameras were still pointed at them. After pouring, she even smiled elegantly at those around her.
"Chairman Ruan, is it? Let me introduce myself. My name is Yan Qian. As you've heard, I have a certain amount of influence within our tribe," Yan Qian put down her cup and coldly stared at Ruan Yunhan, who was still unaware of what was happening. "As you saw, I was just sitting with the people from your country who came to invest. We were going to great lengths to promote harmony between our two races and help my people live a better life. As the chairman of the Ruan Group, what nonsense are you spouting here?"
In her panic, Ruan Yunhan finally grabbed the napkin offered by the waiter and wiped her face clean, ruining her makeup.
While Ruan Yunhan was wiping her face, Yan Qian turned her head and asked Ruan Chen, "How did this seemingly brainless person manage to secure her position?"
Ruan Chen said in a low voice, "It's mainly my cousin who's managing things. Besides, don't you think it would be easier for us to get things done if the chairman of the Ruan Group were such an idiot?"
"Cousin? Not your brother-in-law?" Yan Qian was a little confused by the way Chinese people address each other.
"Cousin, we're related by blood."
Yan Qian wanted to ask more questions, but Ruan Yunhan had already cleaned herself up.
Even in this situation, quite a few people were still eagerly trying to curry favor with Ruan Yunhan. A rather greasy-looking man took off his suit jacket and draped it over Ruan Yunhan to cover the wine stains.
Ruan Yunhan was a little disgusted, but reluctantly accepted it under the watchful eyes of everyone.
She took a deep breath, regaining her haughty demeanor. "Since you know I am Chairman Ruan, from today onwards, the Ruan Group will refuse any form of cooperation with the Spirit Clan and will gradually withdraw its investment from the Northern Islands—as punishment for you."
Yan Qian clapped her hands. "That's fantastic! Quickly move out of your factories that pay six yuan an hour and require your workers to work 24/7..."
As Yan Qian finished speaking, she suddenly covered her mouth nervously and looked at Ruan Yunhan with feigned surprise, "Is this something I can say?"
Ruan Chen silently took out her phone and sent a message to Su Jin: "Your good wife has gotten into big trouble. Get ready to do public relations and spend a lot of money."
Before Ruan Yunhan could answer, Yan Qian continued, "The reason I came to Chairman Ruan's charity gala tonight is because you used the pretext of helping the Northern Islands develop, but what Chairman Ruan is doing now seems to contradict your propaganda? It seems you just want to use the charity gala as a gimmick to actually satisfy your personal business needs. How hypocritical."
She didn't give Ruan Yunhan any face at all.
Knowing she was in the wrong, Ruan Yunhan immediately turned her attention to Ruan Chen, who was looking at her phone behind her. This was also her ultimate goal in coming to the Northern Islands.
"Ruan Chen, our Ruan Group is withdrawing its investment from the Northern Islands, what are you still standing there for?"
Ruan Chen looked up with a puzzled expression. "What does your withdrawal of investment have to do with me? If you want to leave, then leave. Nobody's stopping you."
“I will also take back the billion you invested in the Spirit Clan, as that is also our family’s asset,” Ruan Yunhan said. “If some assets have already been invested in development, then the existing development results should also belong to the group.”
Ruan Chen had already finished talking with Su Jin. It was the early hours of the morning in China, so you can imagine that Su Jin was in a real hurry to get up and convene an extraordinary shareholders' meeting.
She couldn't help but laugh as she thought about this scene.
"Chairwoman Ruan, do you particularly like peaches?" she asked seriously. "This has absolutely nothing to do with your Ruan Group. Where did you dream that this billion was funded by your group? And why are you dreaming in public that you want other people's assets? If you're still dreaming, go back to China and get some sleep. Don't embarrass yourself by acting like a hysteriac outside."
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