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155: Chapter 156 Is it garbage!

155: Chapter 156 Is it garbage!

Qin Ming was trembling all over, eventually collapsing to the ground, buttocks sticking up high, shaking in pain.

People around were chatting with each other when they witnessed Qin Ming’s distressing plight, which made them instinctively squeeze their legs together.

But what they found even more strange was, what happened to Qin Ming?

Jiang Weiwei stood there with wide eyes—although unsure why Qin Ming suddenly fell, seeing this scene brought her immense satisfaction.

“What’s wrong with him?” Jiang Weiwei muttered to herself.

“Might be hemorrhoids, no need to mind him, boss,” Tang Zhong said.

Jiang Weiwei nodded—people like Qin Ming deserved this.

Then she and Tang Zhong found seats to sit down, refusing to believe that with Madina endorsing L’Oreal International, others wouldn’t show some respect.

By this time, Qin Ming had been taken to the hospital, a grape seed had lodged into his anus—a surgery would probably be needed to remove it.

The other executives didn’t know what had happened to Qin Ming and assumed it was a private ailment.

But the meeting would not be halted just because one person was absent.

Soon, they got down to business.

Various executives stood to speak, seeking partnerships for their companies.

Many secured suitable partners, but L’Oreal International was completely disregarded.

No one was even asking.

Even Luo Country Fashion represented by Jin Shengling attracted considerable interest.

Jin Shengling stood up, began to speak, “The executives present are all highly reputable in the Jianghai fashion scene, each with unique connections.

Our company’s Luo Country Culture is surely familiar to everyone here.

Recently, TV shows featuring our Luo Country people have done extremely well in ratings, which I believe demonstrates the appeal of Luo Culture; collaborating with us would bring unparalleled glory.”

Many executives nodded in agreement—products featuring Luo Country Culture indeed sold well.

However, some executives shook their heads; they were from Xuan Country and only adhered to their customs, utterly refusing to embrace those of other countries, especially Luo Country Culture.

But since they were outnumbered, they couldn’t sway the overall trend.

Jin Shengling, on stage, continued to wax lyrical.

After praising Luo Country Culture, she continued, “I won’t brag about how good the other fashion companies here are, but they surely aren’t as good as ours.

And of course, some companies show no sincerity at all—their employees’ appearance is so poor, they really have no future.

I hope the executives here can see clearly!”

She was clearly referring to L’Oreal International, and everyone understood that.

“I say, boss, why do I always feel this woman is targeting you?” Tang Zhong inquired.

“She indeed is targeting me because I have opposed her Luo Country Culture before, so she harbors resentment and has always been at odds with me.

To my knowledge, their company has also secured a spot in the Chengcheng Fashion Show,” Jiang Weiwei replied.

“Is participating in that fashion show really that effective?” Tang Zhong murmured softly.

He just couldn’t comprehend if attending the Chengcheng Fashion Show was really so prestigious?

Upon hearing this, Jiang Weiwei said, “Of course it’s effective—the event brings together so many fashion experts and judges.

Never mind, I’m not going to explain it to you; even if I did, you wouldn’t know them!”

“Oh!” Tang Zhong replied, although he did know a few experts but wasn’t sure about their level.

Luckily he didn’t mention it, as saying so would have astounded Jiang Weiwei, because the experts Tang Zhong knew were world-renowned fashion figures.

Meanwhile, Jin Shengling continued to drone on about the virtues of Luo Country Culture.

Many people even applauded.

“Luo Country Culture is at the forefront of the world.

Choosing to collaborate with us this time is the wisest decision.

I have some good news that I think needs announcing—we’ve secured a spot in the upcoming Chengcheng Fashion Show, and invited a big star from Luo Country Culture, whose name is Jin Hongliang!” Jin Shengling exclaimed.

Then with a grand gesture, “Let’s welcome him!”

Then, from backstage, a person emerged—strictly speaking, not quite a man but a cross-dresser, with skin so pale it almost seemed to drip, extremely slender, dressed in a white suit appearing all the more effeminate, sporting sunglasses, and speaking in Luo Country dialect as soon as he appeared.

“Watch out, Ha!”

Instantly, the whole place almost erupted.

Jin Hongliang appeared, standing right next to Jin Shengling, dressed similarly.

Jin Shengling continued, “Hongliang is our Master of Luo Country Culture in this fashion show.

What do you think, isn’t Luo Country Culture outstanding?”

Many people started to applaud.

Jiang Weiwei couldn’t help but pout, “Sissy, such a person can hardly be considered a man.

I just detest this kind of culture from Luo Country!”

“So…

boss, what do you think a man should be?” Tang Zhong asked from the side.

“A man should stand tall and upright.

Why be so weak?

Look at that guy, what’s the difference between him and tofu?

I could knock him down!” Jiang Weiwei said.

“Stand tall and upright!” Tang Zhong actually agreed with that.

A man should indeed stand tall and upright, unafraid of any danger.

This Jiang Weiwei wasn’t his choice, but Tang Zhong started to see her in a new light.

“Ah, the sponsorship has surely all gone to Jin Shengling; even having Madina does no good now.

After the last time Madina finished calling, there’s been no movement at all,” Jiang Weiwei said.

No movement was the best for Tang Zhong, remembering the nauseating little demon, his bones felt chilled.

Meanwhile, Jin Hongliang began to sing, a song from Luo Country accompanied by pointed gestures and dance movements.

Many executives started clapping.

Jin Shengling stepped forward with a smile, “Ladies and gentlemen, support our Luo Country Culture, and collaboration will be seamless.

Our artists are so talented, and they will definitely achieve good results at the Chengcheng fashion show.”

“Yes, Luo Country Culture is indeed formidable.

It’s so mystical; I can’t even understand it.”

“Me neither.”

Yet, they all chose to collaborate with Jin Shengling.

This left Tang Zhong speechless, “Have these people’s brains been eaten by pigs and then crapped out?

If they can’t understand it, how is it powerful at all?”

Jin Shengling, sensing the gaze of the people around him, then looked at Jiang Weiwei and asked, “President Jiang, I wonder what you think of our Luo Country Culture?

From the beginning, you seem very unhappy?”

Swipe, all eyes turned to Jiang Weiwei.

Jiang Weiwei’s complexion suddenly darkened; this question had only one standard answer.

As competitors, even though she disdained Luo Country Culture, she couldn’t be outspoken about it.

If she were, Jin Shengling would surely accuse her of not being able to see others succeed and pin a huge label on her, making Jiang Weiwei’s situation even more miserable.

At this moment, she really didn’t know what to say, and Jin Shengling was watching her intently.

For a moment, Jiang Weiwei was caught in a dilemma, unable to say anything good about Luo Country Culture.

“President Jiang, we’re all colleagues here; just speak your mind about our Luo Country Culture.

I remember you’ve always been quite disdainful.

Now that you’ve seen our Luo Country Culture surpassing yours at L’Oreal International, I wonder what you think?” Jin Shengling said with a cold laugh.

The increasing pressure made Jiang Weiwei even more nervous; speaking positively was impossible, but not speaking would mean losing potential collaborations.

She felt quite trapped.

But just at that moment, a voice came from behind.

Tang Zhong stood up, positioning himself in front of Jiang Weiwei and looked at Jin Shengling, “Do you really want us to speak?”

Jiang Weiwei, initially anxious, suddenly saw Tang Zhong say this, “What are you doing?”

Seeing Tang Zhong reply with a smile, “What am I doing?

I’m in public relations; handling this is exactly what I should be doing.”

Jiang Weiwei wanted to continue speaking, but it seemed like a fact that this situation was indeed for the public relations department to handle, and she thought to let this guy take the lead while she organized her words to address the issue sharply.

Jin Shengling didn’t expect someone else would stand up, and the person who spoke was dressed like a construction worker.

This could be an opportunity to completely undermine L’Oreal International.

“Speak, I really want to see what a construction worker can come up with.”

“Well, I’ll speak then,” Tang Zhong said with a smile, “To be frank, whatever Luo Country Culture, all of it is complete trash.”