From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 145 The Enemy of My Enemy is My Friend

Chapter 145: Chapter 145 The Enemy of My Enemy is My Friend

Yuan Fanjiang was thirty-five years old this year, with a pair of eyes that sparkled with shrewdness, and his face often bore a smile, earning him the nickname "Smiling Fox".

Don’t be fooled by his ever-present grin; in reality, he was quite scheming.

When Chen Xinwan asked him a question, he replied unhurriedly with a smile, "President Chen, she looks a lot like you. Although I don’t know your relationship, when you stand together, I can tell – she’s your daughter."

Chen Xinwan’s face revealed a slight smile; she was overjoyed to hear others say Nan Qiao resembled her.

"President Yuan has an eye for truth – she is indeed my daughter, Nan Qiao."

Nan Qiao nodded slightly, "President Yuan, hello."

Yuan Fanjiang subconsciously almost greeted her with "Miss, hello", but after receiving a deep look from Nan Qiao, he corrected himself, "Miss Nan Qiao, hello."

Nan Qiao, "Mom, you go ahead and discuss the collaboration with President Yuan; I’ll wait for you in the lounge."

Chen Xinwan, "Qiaoqiao, I’ll have my assistant take you around."

Chen Xinwan called her assistant, Cheng An, and instructed, "Secretary Cheng, take my daughter around. Find a suitable project for her to try. Once I’m finished here, I’ll come to find you."

Although completely taken aback, Cheng An maintained a calm demeanor and replied, "Certainly."

Cheng An, "Miss, this way please."

Nan Qiao followed Cheng An and left, while Chen Xinwan went to talk about the collaboration with Yuan Fanjiang.

...

Cheng An was just about to speak when Nan Qiao said to her, "Secretary Cheng, I have things to take care of at my company and won’t be doing the tour. I will message my mother later to inform her, so please go on with your work."

Nan Qiao smiled as she left, leaving Cheng An standing there in a daze.

Since when did President Chen have a daughter?

And such a beautiful one at that!

She was also so polite and approachable, entirely different from Bai Yurou’s character!

...

Nan Qiao returned to her company where Fu Xingyao came in and mentioned the competition to her.

"The competition will be held next Saturday."

Nan Qiao asked, "I heard that Zhou Hongqi’s company has a designer that has earned them a lot of money?"

"Yes, that designer is quite mysterious. No one from inside the company has seen her. I heard she goes to work using a direct elevator and her office is right next to Zhou Hongqi’s – ordinary people can’t enter."

Nan Qiao became interested, "It looks like she might be an old acquaintance of mine."

Fu Xingyao expressed his astonishment, "Mr. Qiao, do you know something about her?"

Nan Qiao shook her head, "I don’t know her, but her hidden identity suggests she doesn’t want people to know her name or appearance, to avoid digging up her past work experience. Last month, one of the designers at Huai Xi was fired for wrongdoing."

Fu Xingyao came to an understanding, "This person holds a grudge and deliberately went to the Zhou Group? Then... does she also know that you’ve come to this fashion company?"

"Secretary Fu, you are smart and exactly right. Someone must have collaborated with her to target me."

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Fu Xingyao felt that this person was courting death!

To oppose Miss Qiao was asking for trouble.

"Mr. Qiao, I’ll send someone to investigate. Any past deeds leave a trail."

Nan Qiao shook her head, "I’ve already asked Hou Ze to look into it; he will inform me when there’s news."

Fu Xingyao looked down, somewhat dejected.

"Miss Nan Qiao, you sponsored me for school. But I’m not capable enough to help you, I’m so useless."

If it weren’t for Nan Qiao’s financial support back then, he would never have had the money to study or be able to return to Nan Qiao’s side to work for her.

"Ah Yao, don’t speak about yourself that way. If you were useless, wouldn’t that mean my judgment is flawed? Ah Yao, I trust my judgment, and you have your strengths."

Otherwise, Nan Qiao wouldn’t have offered him a job straight after his graduation.

Fu Xingyao’s eyes gradually brightened with a smile.

"Go on with your work," Nan Qiao said with a smile.

Fu Xingyao headed out to work, a lot happier.

Soon after, Rong Yan knocked and entered.

"Mr. Qiao, you wanted to see me."

Nan Qiao informed him about the competition, "I plan on taking you with me."

Rong Yan, "!!"

Rong Yan was stunned, shocked yet overjoyed.

He knew about the event and had wanted to go, but he lacked confidence.

Nan Qiao had pointed out the flaws in his previous designs.

The clothes that made it to sale also owed their success to Nan Qiao’s contributions.

"Mr. Qiao, are you really planning to take me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll mess up and not win first place?"

Nan Qiao’s expression remained cool as she said, "I’m not sending you to win first place but to participate and broaden your horizons."

Not everyone can win first place, and not every time.

The importance lies in taking part, gaining experience; that’s what truly matters.

Rong Yan, utterly astounded, almost wanted to prostrate in gratitude, "Mr. Qiao, you’re too kind to me."

"At the moment, He Li’s design ability is not as good as yours. The company needs to send a designer, and I certainly recommend you."

Nan Qiao wanted to convey that her decision was based on the company’s situation, with no personal feelings involved.

"I plan to hire another designer to learn and grow. The company will grow, needing more people, so it’s better to start training them now."

Rong Yan nodded, fully agreeing with Nan Qiao’s decision.

"Mr. Qiao, you’re truly a visionary leader!" Rong Yan said excitedly waving his hands.

"Mr. Qiao, my sister and I would like to invite you to dinner tonight. You’ve helped us so much and even given me this opportunity."

"I have things to do this evening, maybe next time."

Rong Yan didn’t dare insist, as Nan Qiao’s work was most important.

"Alright, Mr. Qiao, we’ll schedule it another time."

Rong Yan left with an irrepressible smile on his face.

He Li saw something was amiss and approached, her eyes suspiciously fixed on him: "Rong Yan, what are you laughing about? Won the lottery? Got a promotion and a raise?"

Rong Yan didn’t slip up, smilingly responded, "Sister Li, I’m just excited to be here working. Following Mr. Qiao, you can’t go wrong."

He Li, "..."

"Rong Yan, you really know how to suck up."

Rong Yan’s smile stiffened briefly before he cheerfully responded, "Sister Li, I’m speaking from the heart. Don’t you agree that Mr. Qiao is capable and audacious?"

He Li frowned and hummed non-committally.

"Sister Li, you have good insight. Mr. Qiao has brought such benefits to the company and even increased our pay; truly one of Hua Country’s best bosses!"

Rong Yan, grinning, returned to his desk while He Li snorted disdainfully and walked to the washroom.

Sitting on the toilet, she closed the door and took out her phone to send a message.

"Nan Qiao hasn’t said who she’s taking to the competition yet, but seeing that smug look on Rong Yan’s face, it’s a hundred percent certain she’s taking him!"

She received a message in response, "Let’s wait and see. You must find a way to go with them. Once we succeed, I promise you’ll be the renowned designer by Nan Qiao’s side."

He Li’s face lit up with a smile, "Alright, it’s all on you then."