A Divine Farmer

Chapter 221

Chapter 221 - A Performance of Reversing Black and White

Chen Yaru merely blinked her beautiful, large eyes without speaking. Su Mei, however, pointed in Zhang Xiaolong's direction and asked, “Are you referring to him?”

“Yes, that rude and clueless farmer,” Mrs. Yang replied, not missing the chance to share her grievances. “Earlier, in Donghua's underground parking lot, he had the audacity to confront me disrespectfully, simply because he envied our car. The world is in such disarray because it's overrun with ignorant peasants like him!”

Su Mei bit her lip, struggling to hold back her laughter. Instead, she sternly reprimanded, “Did you hear that? She's talking about you: rude, petty, and quick to anger. You don't have the slightest clue about how to treat a lady. If something bothers you, why can't you speak up? Why not let her explain? If there's something to correct, can't you just make the change?”

Only Zhang Xiaolong, Chen Yaru, and a few others grasped the true meaning behind her words. The usually assertive Miss Su was, in her own way, offering an apology.

Her words were cryptic, but for her, this was a significant gesture, and it brought a smile to Zhang Xiaolong's face.

Seeing his smile, Su Mei's lips curled into a slight pout, yet she felt a weight lift from her shoulders.

She realized that Yaru was right; she couldn't be too overbearing with him. Showing a softer side seemed to be more to his liking.

The issue was resolved, and Su Mei felt a sense of relief. She no longer needed to fret. If she maintained this approach, she might not receive the same level of attention as Yaru, but she could at least match up to Yang Jingjing, right?

“Manager Su, there's no point in wasting words on someone of such low caliber. They probably don't even understand the concept of ‘cherishing the fairer sex,' let alone expect them to change. To put it bluntly, you can't teach an old dog new tricks,” Mrs. Yang said smugly, thinking the previous remarks were in her support.

“Director Chen, Manager Su, I'm here to suggest a more fitting spokesperson for your brand,” Zhang Xiaolong interjected, ignoring the others. He presented Chu Wenwen, saying, “This is her, Chu Wenwen. I believe she embodies the qualities that Elegant Dragon Drinks is looking for: from her integrity and appearance to her temperament and beyond.”

“Oh?” Chen Yaru had noticed the girl behind her, initially curious about her identity, only to realize that she was the image ambassador Zhang Xiaolong had brought back.

Upon closer inspection, Chen was struck by the girl's radiance.

The young woman before her was strikingly beautiful, surpassing Cheng Yanyan by more than just a notch in looks. More importantly, she possessed a pure and elegant charm that Yanyan could never hope to replicate.

Moreover, with her worries cast aside, Chu Wenwen's face radiated a healthy, positive youthful vitality. She perfectly embodied the image of Elegant Dragon Drinks that everyone had in mind, just as Xiaolong had described.

Mrs. Yang, sharp as ever, recognized Chen Yaru's approving gaze and felt a wave of panic.

“Director Chen, Manager Su, perhaps it would be best for them to step out. Let's finalize the contract for the one million you mentioned earlier,” she suggested, eager to secure the deal.

When there was no immediate response, Mrs. Yang hastily added, “Ms. Cheng Yanyan has had her share of fame. In terms of popularity, she's leagues ahead of some unknown extras. Doesn't that give her a significant edge as a spokesperson?”

“Let's not rush this. Are you two acquainted?” Chen Yaru asked, her calm demeanor contrasting with the urgency of the others.

“We are, but…”

Cheng Yanyan was inwardly frantic, yet she knew she had to maintain her composure. Any semblance of the outburst she had in the parking lot could jeopardize the contract, so she chose her words carefully, leaving room for interpretation.

“I'm sure Director Chen and Manager Su look beyond mere appearances,” Mrs. Yang said, her tone less than courteous. “Some might have an innocent facade, but everyone in the circle knows they lure in wealthy young men with their pitiful act. Yet, with subpar acting and character, they never rise to fame. It's hard to believe anyone would still fall for that.”

“Mrs. Yang, could you perhaps speak with a shred of conscience?” Chu Wenwen had no desire to engage in a dispute, but now she simply couldn't contain herself any longer.

The other party had the audacity to malign her in front of others. If she didn't stand up for herself, people might actually start believing these lies.

“How am I not speaking with conscience?” Mrs. Yang, a master of rhetoric, retorted, “Actions are observed by the heavens above. Don't think you can keep fooling people with that pitiful facade just because your deeds are unseen. Remember, there are no walls in this world that can keep secrets forever!”

“You…” Chu Wenwen was so infuriated that she was on the verge of tears.

She had never imagined someone could be so skilled at twisting the truth.

“Don't get upset; she's merely projecting her own story,” Zhang Xiaolong said with a laugh before addressing Chen Yaru and Su Mei, “I ran into Chu Wenwen by chance. She was cast aside by the renowned agent, Mrs. Yang, for refusing the advances of a wealthy suitor. Mrs. Yang then turned to Cheng Yanyan, who was all too eager to ‘sacrifice' herself for her career. Together, they conspired to sideline Chu Wenwen, and now they've cunningly set a trap to prevent her from participating in Cheng Donghua's event. Here in Donghua's parking lot, they've been spewing the most venomous insults at Chu Wenwen. Elegant Dragon Drinks simply cannot afford to have such individuals as their spokespersons; it would utterly destroy the brand's image!”

“Director Chen, don't be swayed by his wild accusations,” Mrs. Yang hastily tried to clear her name, “How can you trust the words of a mere peasant who knows nothing beyond tilling the soil? It was Chu Wenwen who soiled her own reputation. Now, not even the wealthiest suitors want her. I never imagined she would stoop so low as to entice a peasant for support. If she weren't so desperate, why would Mr. Bao, who used to be ever-present, now completely disregard her?”

“Indeed,” Cheng Yanyan chimed in, unable to keep silent any longer, “I used to get along quite well with Chu Wenwen. But I could never have predicted she would become so unrecognizable. To think she would go as far as to seduce a peasant in her quest for fame… I can only lament that I misjudged her from the start.”

Chu Wenwen was on the verge of tears, her voice laced with urgency. “Zhang Xiaolong and I have just met today. How dare you insult us like this?”

Mrs. Yang, swelling with pride, addressed the two matriarchs of wealth, “On their very first encounter, this simple man dared to sneak into Soaring Dragon Company for her sake.” She turned confidently to Director Chen and Manager Su. “Isn't the nature of their relationship blatantly clear?”

Zhang Xiaolong let out a cold, mocking laugh. “I've had my fill of this charade.”

Catching on to his cue, Su Mei declared with gravity, “I apologize, but we have found a more fitting endorser. Miss Cheng Yanyan, you may leave now.”