"How is it possible? How could it be you?" Ren Yulan shouted in disbelief.
That's Song Jinglong, the king of the stock market. How could Li Yanqian possess such incredible skills? Even her academic ranking surpasses Li Yanqian's.
Li Yanqian is clearly just a follower who can only bask in Fuying's aura!
Li Yanqian, who had already approached, turned to look at Ren Yulan, whose face was extremely ugly, and said, "Perhaps my talent is different?"
[Are you dumbfounded? Jealousy makes people ugly]
[Those who claimed that Li Yanqian relied on Fuying's money to start the company should come forward now, hahaha]
[The stock market trader is impressive. I'm curious about how Li Yanqian did it.]
[Does Playboy himself know about his nickname?]
[...]
On the other side of the camera, the angle shifted to the male protagonist, Ji Cheng. He was currently reading Li Yanqian's information. Even he hadn't anticipated that the girl next door had such an identity.
"I thought she simply encountered a noble person and started a company. It seems we underestimated the situation," a middle-aged man said as he put down the information.
"Dad, she's both a trader and the founder of 'Taoli.' I think it's highly unlikely for Taoli to be involved in any scandals that would cause the stock price to drop," Ji Cheng said.
[Hold on! Did the male protagonist originally plan to deceive Li Yanqian?]
[This is turning into a commercial movie.]
[In the business world, it can't be said that the male protagonist is bad, right?]
"Well, I think so too, and Li Yanqian is a talented individual. If she becomes a member of our Ji family, it will make things much easier for us in the future." Ji Hongguang took off his reading glasses and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly.
"Becoming a member of the Ji family shouldn't be too difficult." Ji Cheng looked out the window. There was a shadow on the glass window, distant and serene.
Li Yanqian, who are you really?
[Is this... the official couple?]
[This attempt is too obvious. The male protagonist isn't good either.]
[I'd rather talk about Fuying and Li Yanqi's girlfriends instead.]
At that moment, Li Yanqian and Fu Ying were on their way to the Taoli Food Processing Factory.
"Can't you be yourself? Why did you hire someone like that in your company? I thought you had cut ties with them!" Fu Ying exploded in the car after hearing about Cao Li and Li Xinghai.
Li Yanqian smiled wryly. "They raised me until I was ten years old, and they are my only relatives."
"Huh, if people like them are considered relatives, Grandpa Luo is a hundred times better than them. Though Grandpa Luo is strict, he at least taught you how to settle down and stand up." Fu Ying retorted.
"It's up to you. I know what's more important. Don't worry," Li Yanqian answered with a smile. The audience may not like a saint, but at least they won't hate someone who values love and righteousness. She knows that Cao Li and Li Xinghai will eventually meet their demise in the story, but in her previous life's plot, it was because of her that they died. Even from the audience's perspective, she sacrificed Li Xinghai and blocked a zombie dog for herself...
So, this time, she wants to prevent this misunderstanding from its roots.
The entire view of the Taoli Food Processing Factory finally appeared before the audience. It was a large factory with the Taoli Food Processing Factory sign and some promotional slogans at the entrance. The security guard at the gate recognized the car and immediately stood up straighter.
"I've never seen anyone more low-key than our boss. She doesn't even have a car. It's always Miss Fu's car," a security guard who opened the door remarked.
"What do you know? Our boss has brought in hundreds of millions of dollars in profits for the Fu family. What's a car compared to that?" the younger security guard argued.
[It's heartwarming. The security guard knows so much.]
[Hundreds of millions? No wonder Fu Ying said what she did at the time. Who is the real tiger?]
[Hundreds of millions are useless. The end times are coming; let's see how much longer these people can survive.]
[The young security guard is quite handsome. I hope he won't hurry off for lunch too quickly.]
[...]