Her eyes were tender yet piercing, reminiscent of a sheathed sword - sharp, but incapable of causing harm.
Though gentle, they also harbored an undeniable tenacity that couldn’t be ignored.
"Hello, everyone. I am Ye Ranran, but I prefer if you call me Mrs. Jun."
The audience broke out into thunderous applause.
Unfazed by this praise or criticism, Ye Ranran calmly acknowledged the applause.
’One’ was slightly anxious, he knew about Ye Ranran’s health condition and was worried she couldn’t stand for too long.
Gao Han watched the woman on stage greedily. After a while apart, she seemed even more radiant and stunning.
In his memory, she was still the woman who would secretly wipe away her tears when wronged. When had she ascended to such heights?
To the point where he had to look up to her?
"I’ve invited you all here today for a reason, though I’m sure you already know. Let’s cut to the chase - I’d like you all to watch a short film."
A beautiful painting appeared on the massive screen. Amid the lush green trees, skyscrapers crisscrossed the landscape.
It seemed chaotic, yet contained an underlying order.
When the screen paused, Ye Ranran’s gentle voice resounded, telling her ideas like a story.
What would otherwise have been a tedious meeting became fascinating because of her speech.
Through her words, they all seemed to see a beautiful homeland, a happy life.
Ye Ranran’s marketing strategy was a huge success, the property was in demand even before it was built.
After finishing, Ye Ranran leaned against the table to steady her increasingly shaky legs.
"That’s what today’s meeting is about. If you have any questions, you can consult my aide." Ye Ranran pushed Ah Chuan towards the front.
Ah Chuan stood before everyone, expressionless as always, but his tone was polite. "I’ll be happy to assist."
The Marketing Manager presented the contract as soon as Ye Ranran finished speaking.
Seeing ******** sign the document, a weight was lifted from Ye Ranran’s heart.
Now that the government had approved her proposal, she could start planning the construction.
Ye Ranran decided to confirm this after her schedule had settled down.
"Mrs. Jun, it’s a pleasure to work with you," said ******** after signing, extending his hand towards Ye Ranran.
Ye Ranran reached out and their palms briefly touched, "It’s a pleasure."
Even though it was just a slight touch, ******** was shocked by the icy cold of her hand. A look of surprise crossed his eyes as he stole another glance at Ye Ranran.
Her face donned a polite smile, makeup exquisite, showing no signs of anything amiss.
Perhaps he was mistaken. ******** withdrew his gaze, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then left.
Once all the guests had left, Ye Ranran decided not to linger.
"Madam, are you okay?" One asked, trying to steady her.
Ye Ranran subtly pulled her arm away, her gaze casually scanning the surroundings, "Don’t assist me in public."
Too many eyes were on her here. She couldn’t afford any mishaps.
"I’ll escort you out." One whispered by her side.
"Give me a moment." Ye Ranran responded with a bitter smile.
Her legs had begun to numb after standing for so long, with her thighs shaking fiercely. She feared she would collapse with just one step.
One glanced at her legs and quickly understood the situation.
After standing for two minutes, Ye Ranran finally felt ready. She made her exit, escorted by the crowd.