"Sister, what are you saying? I'm just worried that your annual living expenses are only a few million, which is the amount I can easily spend on a bag. You really know how to be thrifty."
Song Yuwei was clearly being sarcastic, but there was nothing wrong with her words.
She even put on a pitying and compassionate look, which made Ren Yuran want to vomit!
"Song Yuwei!" Ren Yuran stood in front of her, pointing her index finger at her nose and cursing, "Have you no shame? Don't forget you're living in our house now, eating and drinking our food! Do you believe I..."
Before Ren Yuran could finish her rant, Song Yuwei shrugged and said nonchalantly, "If my aunt hadn't asked me to stay here, I could have stayed at my godfather's house. His house is much better than here. I just didn't want to disappoint my aunt and uncle's kindness."
Song Yuwei blinked her innocent big eyes, finished speaking very seriously, and then rolled her wheelchair forward.
Ren Yuran was so angry that her teeth chattered and her whole body trembled. She clenched her fists fiercely, and her eyes flashed with intense malice.
"Alright, stop looking." Chen Zimei stepped forward and patted Ren Yuran on the shoulder.
"Mom, I want to kill her!" Ren Yuran roared.
"Don't say things like that..."
Before Chen Zimei could finish speaking, Ren Yuran stared at her, her eyes bloodshot. "Mom! You heard how awful she was just now! I'm your daughter! How can you not feel any pity for me? And she made me so angry, and you just stood by and did nothing! Do you even care about me?"
Ren Yuran vented all her anger on Chen Zimei, but Chen Zimei was not angry. Instead, she patted her shoulder reassuringly.
“Daughter, for everything she has done to you, for every time she has made you angry, I will make her pay tenfold!”
The next morning, Song Yuwei took another day off and went to the city center to Zhao Yunye's newly opened entertainment company.
When I arrived at the company, I found a bunch of artists being interviewed.
Everything else in the company is arranged properly, and there are middle-level managers; everything seems to be in good order.
Song Yuwei arrived at the president's office, but the door was locked.
She was about to make a call to Zhao Yunye when someone suddenly patted her on the shoulder. "Hey? What are you doing?"
Song Yuwei turned around and saw a woman dressed in professional attire, whose clothes and appearance exuded competence.
The woman glanced at her with utter contempt, then turned her gaze to the staff behind her. "Where did this disabled person come from? Do the company security guards just let people in like that?"
Everyone else stopped what they were doing and said in unison, "We don't know."
"I'm here to work," Song Yuwei calmly stated her purpose for being there.
The woman looked away, her gaze returning to her. She couldn't help but chuckle, "Heh, what kind of job can a disabled person like you get here? Are you expecting everyone to take care of you every day?"
“I’m not here to bother anyone to take care of me. I’ve said it before, I’m here to work.”
Song Yuwei lifted her eyelids and looked at her disdainfully.
The woman was contemptuous, but she was even more contemptuous, and the way she looked up startled the woman.
This woman...
Isn't she that beautiful and wealthy woman who went viral online?
She paused, then asked uncertainly, "Are you here to look for a job?"
Song Yuwei shook her head, "I already have a job."
The woman looked her over again. "What kind of job could you possibly have? You've come to the wrong place, haven't you?"
Song Yuwei pointed to the office marked "President's Office" and said, "I will work in this office."
After hearing this, the woman couldn't help but laugh sarcastically.
"Hehe, I think I know. You must have been packaged by a company that spent a lot of money to create the image of a beautiful and rich woman, first to make the public like you so much, and then to make money, right?"
The woman crossed her arms, looking like she knew it.
"It seems you recognize me." Song Yuwei lowered her eyes, a faint smile on her lips.
Zhao Yunye is quite capable; when asked to keep the news under wraps, he did so perfectly, and not many people knew they were father and daughter.
Moreover, he said he couldn't be exposed, so who in the entire City A would dare to offend him?
"Now, as soon as I open my phone, I get news about you throwing money around all over the internet. But you've spent so much, your company must have really gone all out. They're desperate to become famous. The people behind you are truly amazing for coming up with such a creative idea."
The woman had to admit that it was the person who made Song Yuwei do this.
Of course, she didn't believe that the money Song Yuwei had given away was her own.
She was dressed no differently from a beggar on the street, except that she was cleaner; although her clothes were tattered, they were spotless.
She was curious: if the people behind her wanted to create the image of a beautiful and wealthy woman for her, why did they want her to dress like this?
Is it for the sake of contrast?
"Oh, what are you doing here?"
Song Yuwei asked.
Looking at her ignorant expression, the woman raised her chin and said arrogantly, "I'm the general manager of this company. Is there a problem?"
Song Yuwei shook her head.
The woman curled her lip. "If there's nothing wrong, why are you still here? Your appearance is affecting the company's image. You'd better leave!"
Many people craned their necks, curiously watching the two of them, and whispering among themselves.
She made no attempt to hide her disgust.
Song Yuwei licked her lips. "I'll call Zhao Yunye and ask him if I should leave or not."
The woman froze immediately when she heard the name Zhao Yunye.
She became serious, a hint of confusion in her eyes. "What did you say?"
She wondered if she had misheard, after all, how could someone like this possibly know the high and mighty Zhao Yunye?
Even she, who originally worked in the human resources department of Yunxuan Group for nearly ten years, has now been sent to a new subsidiary and given the position of general manager.
But she has never met Zhao Yunye in person.
How could he be someone you could just casually meet with such a piece of junk?
"You, as a general manager, don't even have the eye or ability to judge people. You're blind to talent. How can someone like you work well for the company?"
Song Yuwei asked lazily.
Faced with such doubts, Zhang Miaoke, who has always been strong-willed, instantly exploded!
"What did you say? You think I'm blind? Do you know I used to work in the HR department of Yunxuan Group? I was in charge of recruiting people, and no one I recruited ever made a big mistake. I can tell what kind of talent someone is at a glance!"
Song Yuwei smiled. "Really?"
Zhang Miaoke nodded without room for doubt, "Of course! And I can tell at a glance that you are lazy and good-for-nothing by nature. You probably just have a pretty face and are lucky enough to be managed by a company as a new internet celebrity, that's all."
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