Chapter 1300: 318: Embarrassing!_3

Secretary Zhang said with some embarrassment, “No, I just find it a bit odd for a grown man to be selling skincare products.”

“There’s nothing odd about it. Many founders of imported skincare brands are men. Don’t underestimate the crossing of genders between men and women—in some ways, men understand women better than women themselves.”

“Similarly, in communication, interactions between men and women can sometimes be more direct and convenient than between women. This can actually become a selling point.”

“Imagine—a grown man selling skincare products. How novel is that! It shows that our products are extraordinary, capable of even captivating men. This, in turn, piques consumers’ curiosity and desire to buy.”

“And that curiosity and desire to buy lead to sales.”

These were lessons Ni Yang had learned from her business experience in her past life.

Although in her previous life she dealt in shadows of the past,

the essence of business remained immutable.

Secretary Zhang looked at Ni Yang with admiration and said, “President Ni, what you said is absolutely right!”

Secretary Zhang was twenty-four years old, three years older than Ni Yang, but in front of Ni Yang, she felt woefully uneducated.

Clearly, she was three years older than Ni Yang, yet she felt as though Ni Yang was the elder.

Ni Yang exuded a natural aura of sophistication and a seasoned poise refined by experience.

Ni Yang set down her pen. “Ask the HR department to notify Yang Hanwen to bring his credentials to my office next Monday.”

Secretary Zhang nodded, “Got it.”

Xiu Yingying was furious.

She had intended to outshine Ni Yang, but unexpectedly, she ended up utterly losing face before her.

Xiu Jiao, deeply concerned, visited Xiu Yingying in the afternoon.

After hearing what had happened with Xiu Yingying, Xiu Jiao was shocked and frowned, “Yingying, are you sure Ni Yang is truly the founder of Ice Skin and Jade Complexion?”

“Yes,” Xiu Yingying nodded. “I’m certain.”

Xiu Jiao continued, “It seems we’ve underestimated Ni Yang…”

No wonder Mo Qishen would marry Ni Yang…

No wonder Ni Yang could always buy all kinds of limited edition products…

It turns out she’s the founder of Ice Skin and Jade Complexion.

It turns out Ni Yang isn’t just a pretty face.

Ice Skin and Jade Complexion!

Every socialite is chasing after this product…

From this, it’s easy to see that Ni Yang and Mo Qishen are very much alike.

Even though she’s already successful and famous, she remains hidden.

She never uses her accomplishments as a tool for flaunting.

Such people are the most enigmatic.

Thinking back to Ni Yang’s words, Xiu Jiao felt a chill run down her spine and was struck with fear.

She couldn’t afford further mistakes.

Some things had to stop at the right point.

“Aunt, what should we do now?” Xiu Yingying held Xiu Jiao’s hand.

Xiu Jiao shook her head, “There’s no way out now, Yingying. It’s time to give up.”

“No, I can’t give up…” The mention of giving up made Xiu Yingying’s eyes turn red.

She was unwilling to surrender so easily.

Three years!

A full three years!

She couldn’t let three years’ worth of time be wasted just like that.

Xiu Jiao sighed, “Yingying, our Xiu Family is also a prestigious one. Why bother fixating on marrying as someone’s replacement wife? With your qualifications, aren’t there plenty of suitable families in Jiangnan?”

Xiu Yingying said, “No, no…”

Xiu Jiao continued, “Yingying, listen to your aunt even if you don’t want to hear this—Ni Yang is more beautiful than you, her education is not inferior to yours, and though she grew up in the countryside, she still carries the blood of the Zheng Family.”

“Just forget it. You can’t compete with her. If you keep pressing, you’ll only end up suffering.”

Xiu Jiao pondered for a long time.

Although she didn’t like Ni Yang, there were some truths she had to acknowledge.

And Mo Rongping had already made it clear.

Since there was no path forward, it was better to let go now than to face a worse fallout later.

Xiu Jiao wasn’t a foolish person.

Xiu Yingying felt deeply hurt.

She hadn’t expected that, in her aunt’s eyes, she was no match for Ni Yang.

Was she truly so lacking?

“Aunt…”

Xiu Jiao continued, “Yingying, I’ll call your parents and ask them to come pick you up. Before a major mistake is made, you should go back with them. In Jiangnan, find someone of similar standing and live a good life.”

Xiu Yingying’s age wasn’t small anymore; she didn’t have many years left to waste.

Returning with her parents, finding a decent person, marrying and having children—that was her best option for now.

Xiu Yingying said:

“What’s the point of living a life that’s so predictable? I just want to marry Mr. Mog! What’s wrong with wanting to rise to the top?”

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