"Directors, don't joke around. Xi Yue is just a small employee under the Emperor's command, how could..." While speaking, Qin Xiyue couldn't help but glance at Xing Chen beside her, her gaze full of admiration and reverence, "how could she be worthy of President Xing..."
Her deliberately self-deprecating words were insincere and instead, revealed a lot of scheming to those who heard.
Upon hearing Qin Xiyue's words, the directors had a clear understanding. "Miss Qin, you're too modest. Our President Xing is a man of character; he doesn't care about social status."
Among the directors, one had come from the Southern Federation with Xing Chen, working under him for many years. It was obvious he wanted to see how well Xing Chen handled the situation.
