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Chapter 466: Chapter 466: Not as Good-looking as Rong Yan
“It doesn’t matter, as long as you mention it to Mr. Li, that’d be sufficient. I can wait if Mr. Li doesn’t have time right now.” Qu Linjun only put on airs in front of him, he didn’t have the guts to do so in front of Li Shengxiao
Given that person’s status, it’s not just about a minor district head like him; even the mayor, if he were to come, would have to show respect.
If he wasn’t afraid of being rejected without even a chance to see that person’s face, he wouldn’t have chosen this roundabout way, approaching the manager first.
The forced manager of Hengtong had no choice but to lead the way with a stiff face, “Please, District Head, follow me.”
“Okay.”
The group headed toward the elevator.
Only after the group had all entered the elevator did the receptionist girl stretch her neck and whisper in their direction.
“Hey, did you see that woman? She looks like that female celebrity Rong Weiwei.”
“I saw her too, just now I wanted to tell you that woman is Rong Weiwei, but they were all waiting here, so I didn’t dare to speak up.”
“Rong Weiwei doesn’t look as pretty in person as she does on TV. At first glance, she seems quite beautiful, but after a closer look, she’s just average. I’m not saying she’s not pretty, but when compared to that other person…”
“Which other person?”
“The one who recently appeared on the AQ show, the one who sued her.”
“You mean… Rong Yan?”
“Yes, yes, yes, she doesn’t look as beautiful as Rong Yan. Plus, I wanted to point out, her makeup is so thick, especially around her eyes. Probably not getting enough rest lately.”
“Of course she isn’t sleeping well! Isn’t the news lately all about her being a mistress to a fifty-year-old man? I wonder if it’s true?”
“Not sure. It’s probably not. Her family is so rich, and she makes money as a celebrity; what would she gain from being a mistress for someone else?”
“Who knows what happens in the entertainment industry?”
Rong Weiwei couldn’t hear the receptionists’ gossipy complaints. If she had heard them discussing her and saying she wasn’t as pretty as Rong Yan, and bringing up the recent issue with Huang Youde, she would’ve been furious. Everyone around her knew these two topics were currently her most sensitive points, and if anyone dared to bring them up in front of her by accident, she would fly into a rage.
Unfortunately, even if those around her didn’t mention it, the press conference fiasco had been such a spectacle that, despite HuanYu conducting emergency public relations and getting many friendly websites to take down the stories, there were still numerous short videos of Qin Xiang slapping her at the conference circulating online.
Later on, HuanYu, along with Rong Weiwei and Huang Youde, all issued statements denying Rong Weiwei had interfered in anyone’s marriage or been a mistress.
Yet her recent reputation within the industry was uncontrollably plummeting to the lowest it had been since her debut!
Not just the online public, but even other celebrities in the industry brought up the matter in private discussions, knowing a bit more about the inside story. They all thought that Rong Weiwei had bungled this time, losing more than she tried to gain.
But very few pitied her, for when Rong Weiwei was in her heyday, she had no qualms about using her well-connected boyfriend to bully her colleagues.
Stealing resources, issuing press releases to outshine others at the same event – she had done these things without hesitation.
Now that she was down on her luck, naturally, there was no shortage of people who relished seeing her suffer privately.
…
Outside the 16th-floor reception room, after briefly informing the three of them, the manager left first.
“Here’s your coffee. Please wait here for a moment,” the assistant offered coffee to the three of them and also quietly left the reception room.
Inside the reception room, the secretary complained unhappily, “Wait and wait, always waiting. We’ve already waited downstairs, and now we have to wait again after coming up!”