The Schoolgirl Secret Agent Chapter 821
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Beiguang Model Agency was a considerably huge management label to the group of people in the ward. It was not just in Longmen City, the modeling company was known to be at the top across the country.
As for the two men who exaggerated and said "a mere Beiguang Model Agency", it was because they had overestimated Chen Zhenchuan's company. They did not even know the scale of the latter's company and who was better compared to Beiguang Model Agency. Words just tumbled out of their mouth for flattery.
In actuality, they did not know that while what they said seemed to be buttering up Chen Zhenchuan, the latter was reluctant to even spare them a glance—simply because toadying people like them were unlikeable.
Nonetheless, all of them were in shock when Zhang Shaofeng turned to ask Yun Jian if she was the one behind shutting down Beiguang Model Agency.
The beer-bellied man and the mature-looking man then began to bark out a guffaw.
"Hahahaha!"
After they were done laughing, they looked at Yun Jian strangely.
"What? Did I hear it right? You said that she shut Beiguang Model Agency down? Are you kidding me?" The beer-bellied man held his stomach and laughed before he turned to ask Yun Jian with a condescending gaze, "Little girl, how old are you? You're in junior high, aren't you?"
As he spoke, he turned to Chen Zhenchuan, withdrawing the condescension on his face instantly.
"Zhenchuan, just tell us. How could you let Beiguang Model Agency run loose when those people did this to your daughter? But you're really impressive. Founding a company on your own then shunning a big company like Beiguang… you're really something!"
The man with a beer belly talked to Yun Jian in full mockery, but when he turned to speak to Chen Zhenchuan, he spoke deferentially. There was even an unmistakable sense of brown-nosing.
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"I didn't shut Beiguang Model Agency down. I'm not that capable," Chen Zhenchuan sighed as he clenched his fists.
His daughter got assaulted by the modeling label but he did not have the capacity nor ability to shut it down. Although it left a bad taste in his tongue, he was genuinely thankful to the person who did shun Beiguang Model Agency.
Chen Zhenchuan had even thought that the person responsible must be a nationally or even internationally renowned corporation to be able to shut the modeling agency down in less than a day.
While Chen Zhenchuan was inwardly impressed in his thoughts, an indifferent yet melodious voice of a girl rang, "Yeah, I shut Beiguang Model Agency down."
She shut it down? Her?
Everyone snapped their heads to Yun Jian in astonishment only to see the latter pressing her lips together before pulling it into a smirk. She told them that she had asked Alluring Demon to make sure Beiguang Model Agency go down.
No matter what background support the modeling management had, there was no use of keeping the company run by Alluring Demon if they could not even shut a Beiguang down.
Those in the room were baffled listening to her.
What? Yun Jian really shut the Beiguang Model Agency down? Was this a mistake? She… she was only a child!
This young lady was the same age as Chen Xinyi. What ability did she have to be able to shut a large company like Beiguang Model Agency down within one short day?!
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