Speaking of that Zhuang Haoran who actually had a reputation, Da Bai suddenly showed a glint of a sharp knife in his eyes that his wife couldn’t detect.
Da Bai didn’t know this person before, and, apart from his own pride, more importantly, Zhuang Haoran was an industrialist, while he, Da Bai, was not. He only dealt with finance, and the two had never intersected.
"What do you think of this Young Master Zhuang?" Mrs. Zhao couldn’t help but regard Gu Nuan with newfound respect.
What kind of woman could she possibly be, with her modest family background, to be acquainted with a scion like Zhuang Haoran?
Gu Nuan didn’t intend to hide the truth, and spoke frankly, "Mr. Zhuang is my teacher, a university professor, who introduced him as a client for whom I serve as an investment advisor." Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩•𝗳𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝕟𝕖𝕥
Mrs. Zhao’s eyes suddenly peered deeply at Gu Nuan’s face.
Seeing Gu Nuan’s serious expression, where could there be any hidden agenda? Thus, Mrs. Zhao couldn’t help but wonder if Gu Nuan understood the subtleties of romantic attraction between men and women at all.
That Zhuang Haoran, sending an invitation to Gu Nuan for the evening gathering, wasn’t it the very epitome of a man’s invitation to a woman? There was clearly a fondness. And this fondness must have been there for quite a while, right?
As Mrs. Zhao suddenly grew silent, Gu Nuan held a bellyful of doubts.
Her thoughts were definitely different from Mrs. Zhao’s. Zhuang Haoran knew she was married, and being wealthy and influential as well as not foolish, why would so many women chasing him make it worthwhile for him to entangle himself with a married woman like her?
Zhuang Haoran might have known about her situation and sent her this message to give her a helping hand.
Da Bai, sitting on the side, stroked his chin like an old cat’s claw, eyes squinting into slits, glancing at Mrs. Zhao, then at his wife’s face.
Mrs. Zhao was right, when it came to emotional intelligence, his wife was indeed a bit slow. This had also been a surprising revelation to him. Thinking about his wife, hadn’t she been in a ten-year relationship with someone surnamed Wu before? Yet she was still .
In any case, he definitely couldn’t let that man surnamed Zhuang succeed!
Zhan Dapeng and Zhang Sanfeng, hearing the sound of their brother grinding his teeth, both inwardly shouted: Someone looks like they’re about to be in big trouble.
At that moment, Zhao’s father received firm news and turned back to tell the others, "Indeed, there is such a gathering the day after tomorrow night. If we want to attend, it’s not impossible."
"Must we attend?" Gu Nuan asked.
Zhao’s father glanced at Gu Nuan’s face, somewhat surprised, and thought how she was so astute. This natural business acumen was truly startling.
"It’s best to attend. It’s an annual event, with all the local renowned coffee plantation manor owners participating. During the event, there will also be the most famous local coffee competition, to select this year’s best coffee. The winner could potentially participate in the future World Coffee Competition."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zirong expressed his difficulty, saying, "We don’t even have our own barista, how can we participate?"
"I have a candidate in mind who is currently on her way here, and perhaps she can bring us some surprises," Gu Nuan revealed, to the surprise of those present.
"Who is coming?" Zhan Dapeng asked on behalf of everyone present.
It was known that Gu Nuan herself didn’t have many friends; they could be counted on one hand.
Not denying that it was someone they knew, Gu Nuan said, "I’ve asked Miss Zhong to come over together with Yao Sister."
In fact, when Gu Nuan and the others were en route to Brazil, Zhong Qiaohui and Fu Yubo both received Gu Nuan’s order to bring some items and prepare to head to Brazil together. It was Gu Nuan’s intention to bring Yao Sister along.
Zhong Qiaohui and Fu Yubo couldn’t understand why Yao Sister needed to be brought along.