Close behind Yu Ting, Song Zhan also stepped out of the car. His role this time was to accompany and watch over her, making sure she didn't mess up. He had barely stepped out of the car when he spotted Shen Ruchu to the side. He titled his head away, his handsome and sturdy face contorting in disguised contempt.
Tsk.
The assistant on the side who saw the rare unison of his two CEOs: ...
Before Shen Ruchu had a chance to glance their way, the pair swiftly walked off, leaving her with a retreating, brimming-with-confidence image of their backs.
A slow-on-the-uptake Shen Ruchu, finally got out of her car and looked towards their retreating figures. She quickly recognized Yu Ting, a flicker of shock passing over her face before her eyes widened in surprise.
What's she doing here? Participating in this edition of the Intellect Interview?
Her, of all people? A successful person?
At best, she's a parvenue, a parvenue who is completely out of touch with reality.
