Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!-Chapter 385: Jun Ruyi’s Identity; A Man’s Ultimate Devotion

Besides being highly intelligent, one must also have a prominent family background to match Mr. Nalan.

And these two insignificant women, one a female student and the other an actress, what right do they have?

Jun Ruyi’s face was changing unpredictably, and she returned to the office without saying a word.

She sat in the big chair for a while before making a phone call:

"The director of the advertising department? I heard you’re selecting a spokesperson for the new robot advertisement. I’m recommending an Oscar-winning actor for you..."

"No need to thank me, that actor is the goodwill ambassador of the President Mansion, I can speak on this. The resources of the President Mansion are, of course, prioritized for our Nalan Group."

"Those local no-names, how could they possibly match the high-tech endorsement of our Nalan Group? If we’re going to use someone, it should be an international brand!"

"Mm, it’s settled then. I’ll have them come over to sign the contract tomorrow."

"Really, no need to thank me. We’re all colleagues. Besides, there’s no need to mention this to Mr. Emperor. I don’t want him to feel indebted to me."

"Yes, indeed, I just enjoy quietly doing scientific research."

Jun Ruyi hung up the phone, her expression coldly stunning and proud.

As the eldest daughter of the president, wielding a vast platform and endless resources, if she couldn’t even handle these two insignificant women, it would be quite disgraceful to the President Mansion.

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At this moment, Shen Bixue was happily on her way back to the company, unaware that the endorsement she was about to secure had just slipped away like a cooked duck flying off.

Meanwhile, Qin Xin sneezed inexplicably at the barbecue venue.

"Achoo—!"

Ao Xinghao quickly handed over a cashmere shawl: "Xin, are you cold?"

Hu Yi held a small brazier: "Master Xin, come warm up by the fire! I’ll also roast a delicious big sweet potato for you..."

Song Anjing offered warm milk with a cherry flavor: "Xinxin, for you."

Qin Xin was warmly taken care of by her friends.

Suddenly, thinking about how cold it was outside, and how Mr. Nalan would have to drive for so long to pick her up later, she couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty.

So she sent a message to the man: "It’s so cold, don’t come."

Nalan Ye Jue: "Cold?"

And then there was no further reply.

Qin Xin was pondering what the two words meant, whether he was coming or not, and how she should persuade him not to bother.

Then she heard a small commotion around her.

"Dear little guests, please let me rearrange a bit..."

The barbecue venue owner arrived with a large group, carrying a pile of stuff, bustling around.

The classmates of class 2 initially thought the owner was going to drive them away, but soon realized that wasn’t the case:

The owner quickly set up a large, semi-transparent tent.

Then replaced all the rented barbecue grills with smokeless automatic ones.

Next, he brought in an ultra-comfortable redwood chaise lounge, with a cushion that looked like brand-new pure cashmere, warm and cozy.

Seemingly still not enough, he brought in several silent electric heaters.

Finally, he left Qin Xin with a small item resembling an ancient royal concubine’s hand warmer, and left respectfully.

"If you little guests still feel cold, let me know."

The class 2 group was dumbfounded, watching the owner set up a series of heating devices in a few minutes, the atmosphere was a bit confusing for a moment.

"God Ao, did we spend a lot on this barbecue?"

"Not particularly."

"Then why did the owner go to such lengths to serve us?"