116: What's wrong with being wild?
Jiang Chuan walked to the main stage, picked up the familiar microphone, looked around at the constantly discussing crowd below, and said with a smile:
"I know I'm handsome, and you're all envious, but no more looking. If you really want this face of mine, I'll send you photos, and you can go to Korea for plastic surgery."
The entire hall was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. For a moment, no one refuted; their brains had crashed. Even Director Wang, the host, wouldn't dare speak to them like that.
After a moment, someone finally reacted. Wasn't this indirectly saying that everyone present who was looking at him was particularly ugly?
Everyone present was an honored guest of their own company, an object of flattery. It had been years since they had been pointed at and called ugly like this.
Several general managers, who indeed were not good-looking, took it personally and pointed at the man on stage, shouting angrily:
"Where did this little brat come from? He's barely grown his hair, yet he dares to go on stage and spout nonsense!"
"Do you have a right to speak here? Which company are you from?"
...Jiang Chuan acted as if he were performing on stage, even raising a hand to signal for quiet. With one hand in his pocket, he pointed at everyone below and said:
"That's right, I'm calling you ugly. And you call yourselves men, to bully a woman like this? Not only are you ugly, your hearts are even uglier! Hurry and practice the Sunflower Manual; you can all be invincible in the universe!"
This clearly meant that everyone present was not worthy of being called a man. They should quickly get rid of what they didn't need, and they would definitely be able to practice the Sunflower Manual to the highest level.
He was pointing at the noses of all the company general managers and cursing them!
What an insult! How vicious! What a disgrace!
No man could endure such an insult!
This completely enraged the general managers, who usually flattered their superiors and bullied their subordinates, and considered themselves high-class. They no longer cared about their usual decorum and stood below the stage, cursing like shrewish women.
An old man, nearly sixty, pushed to the front. This was the man who looked like an old scholar.
He was the one who gave Su Wanqing the nickname Nun Miejue, and far from being ashamed, he was proud of it, flaunting it everywhere!
He completely forgot how he had just been privately discussing that shameless woman, finding a toyboy outside, and lamenting Director Wang's deep affection.
At this moment, he acted as if all the world's reason was on his side, still playing the role of a refined scholar, feigning regret and shouting loudly:
"This is an insult to scholars! How can a mere youth understand our painstaking efforts? Simply crude! Arrogant! Unworthy of being among us! A child's fault is the father's fault, and today I shall teach him on behalf of his father, what it means to be human!"
This old man had a high reputation. When he spoke, everyone fell silent, and after he finished, they all stood below the stage, praising him.
"Director Qi, what eloquent words! 'Mere youth' is so accurate!"
"What are our statuses? Why bother with such a petty person? Call security and kick him out directly!"
"Director Qi is right! Simply crude! Arrogant!"
Jiang Chuan walked forward, met the gaze of the old man below the stage, and said with a smile:
"I was wondering which man was barking, so impolite. Turns out he's so old, and has no father to teach him. Well, I'll reluctantly teach you then."
"You call me arrogant? My name is Jiang Chuan. Others clap and laugh at my wildness. What's wrong with being wild? What's wrong with being arrogant!"
Jiang Chuan saw that some people below still didn't understand what he meant, looking at him confusedly. He looked down at everyone and sneered, "And you have the nerve to call yourselves Directors? Attending a banquet with you is simply a disgrace to me!"
Jiang Chuan stretched out his hand, pointed at more than ten people below the stage, and said word by word:
"Listen up, my name is Jiang Chuan! I'm pointing at your noses and cursing you. What can you do to me?"
"You! You! Mere youth! Mere youth!"
The old man surnamed Qi was so angry his old face turned pale. He pointed at the person on stage, unable to utter a complete sentence, repeatedly chanting "mere youth!"
Seeing the young man on stage even raise his middle finger, and from his mouth shape, it was clear he was mouthing various national curses.
He completely lost his composure, his chest heaving violently with anger, and he collapsed to the ground, his hand still raised high, pointing at the young man on stage.
Everyone had no time to mind the person on stage; it was chaos. They lifted Director Qi and rushed out the door.
Seeing that there were no opponents left, Jiang Chuan, not yet satisfied, shrugged and walked off the stage, feeling bored.
There were still many female CEOs present, and their attitudes were completely different from those men. Their gazes towards this young man were filled with admiration and appreciation.
But that was all. No one dared to approach and make connections with someone who openly defied the industry leaders like this. The consequences were too severe, and they couldn't bear them.
But one person dared! Su Wanqing!
Cosmetics Brand was already facing this outcome anyway, and besides, this man was standing up for her!
A man charges forward with high spirits, protecting his beloved, fearless of blood staining his clothes.
Since he dared to stand against everyone present for her, why should she not dare to give her all and face it with this man?
Su Wanqing walked towards the stage with a smile, her eyes fixed only on the man on stage who shone brightly in her world, her gaze filled with gentle affection for him.
Although she was smiling, her heart was a mix of emotions. After this farce, she had completely bid farewell to this industry.
There was some relief, but more regret. Cosmetics Brand was something she had spent six full years building, investing all her youth, but it ultimately failed.
She didn't blame the man in front of her; she didn't feel he had done anything wrong after being bullied for so long.
She had wanted to do this more than once: curse this dirty environment, curse this group of hypocrites who bullied the weak and feared the strong!
She had endured for so, so long. Since they were going too far, she would flip the table. She wasn't playing anymore!
"How dare CEO Su do this? Cosmetics Brand was already in a difficult situation, and at a time like this, she still dares to walk towards that man?"
"Perhaps she's given up, going to leave this industry. What a pity."
"Hmph, she's just lucky, just has a good face. If Director Wang hadn't taken a liking to her, she wouldn't even have thequalifications to attend tonight's banquet!"
"It's almost time to start. When Director Wang arrives, that young man is probably going to be in big trouble."
The female CEOs below occasionally discussed, but they all knew in their hearts that these two would have no place in the cosmetics industry in Yangcheng anymore.
In the history of banquets across various industries in Yangcheng, no one had ever dared to insult everyone present. There was no precedent, and perhaps there would be no successor!
A woman in her forties, wearing a black evening gown, walked over in high heels. Passing by CEO Su, she quietly reminded her:
"Hurry and leave. When Director Wang arrives, you won't be able to leave, and with your Boyfriend's temper, things will really blow up."
Su Wanqing looked at the speaker, somewhat surprised. They had no personal relationship. She nodded and said, "Thank you, Director Wang, I understand."
After politely thanking her, she walked straight to the man who both surprised and delighted her, and said with a smile:
"CEO Jiang, how impressive you are. If you had told me you were going to do something like this earlier, I would have joined you. You'll definitely become famous in Yangcheng now, and maybe I can even be a Streamer at your company."
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