CHAPTER 1421: CHAPTER 1344: A FACE-TO-FACE MEETING

Jun Mochan sat in the most central seat of the first row, surrounded by men of the uncle generation. Gentle and refined, with features like a painting, he was particularly eye-catching.

When he heard footsteps at the door, he lazily turned his head and met a pair of distinct black and white eyes.

Ye Ranran was momentarily stunned, quickly averting her gaze. Before coming, she had naturally reviewed the list of conference attendees and had a general understanding of everyone present.

She quickly guessed that he was the top leader of Country Z: Jun Mochan.

Why was she so sure? Because he was a year or two younger than Fu Rong, such a young age for such a position made her pay more attention.

In her mind, she categorized him as one of the dangerous individuals.

But when Jun Mochan saw the person at the door, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, and he subconsciously wanted to stand up.

Chu Ji and Zhou Xian firmly held him down.

"Don’t act rashly. Whether it is or isn’t her, we’ll investigate privately later," Zhou Xian whispered.

"Yes, she just looks 60% similar to Ranran, it doesn’t necessarily mean it’s her, don’t be impulsive."

Jun Mochan clenched his fists so tightly that his fingertips turned white, not taking in a word from Zhou Xian or Chu Ji, as he could only focus on the figure on the stage.

He knew it was her, there was absolutely no mistake.

Even though her face looked much more refined than before, he knew that it was her.

Because her face had been ruined before, this must be after the repair.

Without needing a glance from Fu Rong, Ye Ranran consciously stood in front of him: "What a lively event, to not invite us to such a scene, that’s a bit inconsiderate of you."

Fu Rong disliked speaking. In many occasions, it was she who spoke for him. She was his secretary, his most capable assistant.

The one who seemed to understand him the best in the eyes of others.

"Secretary Wen, are you feeling better? We were just worried about tiring you out," said Big Fu with a sardonic smile.

Wen? Her surname is Wen now?

"Indeed, Secretary Wen, you’ve just stepped off the sickbed and here you are working already. Little brother, you really don’t know how to cherish and appreciate the fairer sex," chimed in Big Fu mockingly.

Fu Er’s private economic conference was nothing more than an attempt to gain the support of various countries, and to establish his reputation in the hearts of the public.

According to the plan, Big Fu should be on Fu Rong’s side. Any change now must mean something happened before they arrived.

And the most likely event was that Fu Er got the support of Big Fu, hence the unexpected betrayal.

"Thanks for the concern from both leaders, but after lying down for so long, I needed some activity. Isn’t the conference discussing the establishment of international economic laws and regulations? I also have some suggestions..."

As Ye Ranran spoke, the content on the screen was changing, displaying the suggestions she had compiled over the days.

To gain the support of various countries, it was natural to offer concessions. She proposed setting up an international organization based on the principles of fairness, justice, and openness to facilitate mutual aid.

In this organization, the Secretary-General will be a rotation of diplomats from various countries, with members also being diplomats, facilitating supervision.

And the conference to be held every four years, with the term of the Secretary-General also being four years.

Ye Ranran’s voice was crisp and brisk, with a clean finish, as Jun Mochan observed her intensely.

He had never known she was so capable.

Or perhaps he did know, but he just never explored it.

Because he never wanted her to work so hard, yet now the man by her side was using her as his vanguard.