CHAPTER 231: CHAPTER 63 ZHONG LIYING’S FIRST EXPERIENCE_3

After she finished speaking, everyone felt that this forceful woman was not to be underestimated.

It seems she has some real skills, not just some arm candy who relied on a man to get ahead.

After the meeting, once the new manager went to her office, the salespeople gathered in their usual little groups and started to gossip.

"She was at the same starting line as us just yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, she’s already at the finish line. Do you think that’s fair?"

"Heh heh... For a woman, as long as she latches onto a powerful connection, rising to the top can happen in minutes."

A female salesperson nearby couldn’t accept that.

"If you men are so dissatisfied, you can go latch onto a rich sugar momma’s thigh, can’t you? Sleeping your way to the top has nothing to do with gender!"

"But there are fewer rich women in this society, and way more wealthy older men."

That was a good point; the female salesperson had no rebuttal.

Others had different opinions.

"Although she got her position by cozying up to someone influential, she does have real talent. I heard she used to be in real estate sales, and her performance was outstanding."

"Yeah, let’s not get discouraged. With a capable leader, maybe she can help us all make it big in the future."

...

「At night, back home.」

Zhong Liying was so tired she flopped onto the sofa the moment she took off her shoes.

Pan Yanyan, following behind, closed the door and panted, "Liying, why were you walking so fast? I’m exhausted from the afternoon, I couldn’t even keep up with you."

Zhong Liying ignored her, simply lying on the sofa and gazing at the ceiling, lost in thought.

Being a leader, a truly competent one, is really not easy at all.

Pan Yanyan lay down beside her best friend and glanced at her weary face.

"Liying, are you exhausted?" she asked with concern. "Why don’t you talk to Brother Sun and ask him to reassign you to an easier position?"

At her words, Zhong Liying sat up abruptly and rubbed her face with both hands. "No need! I can definitely do this."

"Alright, you can do it. I believe in you, too," Pan Yanyan said encouragingly, knowing her best friend’s ambition.

RING! RING!

Her phone began to ring. It was Zhong Liying’s phone.

She glanced at the number and answered with a smile.

"Brother Sun."

"It’s me. It was a tiring day, wasn’t it? Come on out, I’ll take you somewhere to relax."

"At this hour? Isn’t it a bit late?"

Zhong Liying glanced at the time. It was already 10 p.m.

"Heh, it seems you don’t go out much at night, do you?"

"Yes, when I’m tired from work, I usually just go home and rest."

"That’s good, but let’s make an exception tonight. Come on out. My car is waiting at the entrance to your apartment complex."

"Alright, Brother Sun. Please wait for me, I’ll be right out."

After hanging up, she turned to Pan Yanyan. "I’m going out. I’m not sure when I’ll be back, so you should go to bed first. Remember to lock the doors and windows, and stay safe."

"Got it. Hurry up, and don’t keep your Brother Sun waiting."

Pan Yanyan saw her to the door, her face full of envy.

Too bad my looks are so plain; he wouldn’t give me a second glance. Otherwise, I’d find any way I could to get close to him.

Zhong Liying froze, stunned by the sight of the resplendent entrance.

Why did he bring me to a place like this?

"Come on, what are you dazed about?" Sun Dasheng said, tugging her hand and leading her inside.

Only after she entered did she realize her mistake. This wasn’t one of the foot massage parlors men often talked about, but a beauty salon that catered exclusively to women.

"Mr. Sun, you’re here. I’ll go notify the proprietress," the receptionist greeted him cheerfully.

Clearly, he was a regular at this women-only beauty salon.

Seeing that the lobby was filled with women coming and going, Zhong Liying turned to the man beside her with a puzzled look.

"You’re wondering why I can come into an establishment that only serves female clients, and why the staff here are so familiar with me?"

Zhong Liying nodded rapidly. "Mhm! Mhm!" That was exactly what she was wondering.

Sun Dasheng smiled without answering. "I won’t tell you just yet. You’ll find out soon enough."

Soon, three stunning beauties descended from the second floor. Zhong Liying was captivated the moment she saw them. She never expected a small beauty salon like this to house three gorgeous women whose looks rivaled her own.

As they drew closer, she quickly recognized Xiang Yiren among them.

This was none other than Brother Sun’s woman. Zhong Liying had even helped her bargain for the house he’d bought her.

Looking at the two other beauties with her, Zhong Liying instantly understood.

He brought me here to meet his other women.

A complicated mix of emotions churned within her.

She knew he had other women—quite a few, in fact, as she had already encountered several of them. And each one was a peerless beauty.

But she was not prepared to meet them all face-to-face.

A sense of panic washed over her, and her palms began to sweat.

The next second, his large hand firmly grasped her delicate, boneless-seeming one. His comforting voice sounded by her ear, "Don’t be afraid. These sisters hold no ill will toward you. They’re all very easy to get along with."

As if to prove his words, Xiang Yiren smiled, taking her other hand and looking her over. "You look familiar, sister. You’re so tall, with such a great figure and pretty face. That old scoundrel’s taste is as good as ever."

She managed a faint smile. "Hello, sister."

Xiang Yiren stroked the back of her hand. "Don’t be nervous. These two are Jiang Ziyan and Lu Qingyun. They’re both... oh, by the way, what year were you born? I don’t even know who’s the oldest or youngest among us yet."

Saying this, she laughed.

The other two women also scrutinized her with curiosity.

This was particularly true for Jiang Ziyan. Xiang Yiren had constantly been telling her that they had many powerful rivals.

So, another rival has appeared. Look at those ridiculously long legs... Sister Yiren wasn’t lying. I really can’t underestimate the competition. I just wonder how many more rivals of this caliber there are.

She cast a resentful glance at Sun Dasheng, who was standing to the side.

Do you have some kind of goddess-collecting device on you? How else could you have gathered so many supreme beauties?