Xiao Rong thought she was hearing things. When she saw the content of the contract, she even rubbed her eyes to make sure it was not a dream. Wan Jia wanted her to replace Ming Rui? But weren't there very many capable designers aside from her?

"Why me?" she couldn't help but ask.

Wan Jia: "Because you were the one who did all her work. If you don't want the job then…"

Xiao Rong reacted immediately. "I want it! Of course I want it."

Wan Jia smiled. It was a win-win for both Xiao Rong and the company.

The designs made by Xiao Rong in the name of Ming Rui were quite lovely. Of course there were customers who loved them. By hiring Xiao Rong, the company would retain those customers and Xiao Rong would get a job and most importantly, the reputation and status that rightfully belonged to her.

"Thank you Lady Boss." Xiao Rong changed her way of addressing Wan Jia as soon as she signed the contract.

Wan Jia smiled warmly. "Xiao Rong, in this company, we are colleagues. You don't have to be so formal."

...

As soon as Wan Jia hired Xiao Rong, Su Ling came to her office. "Boss, you have a meeting with the shareholders of Lu Enterprises. It starts in thirty minutes."

"Okay, let's leave in ten minutes."

Wan Jia used the ten minutes to finish up the series she was making. She only needed to decide on the material and color of one outfit.

When she was done, she looked at her watch. She had exactly twenty minutes before the start of the meeting.

She initially had enough time but who would have known, the elevator broke down on her way out of the building.

Communication was cut off and all she could do was wait. Luckily, Elite Fashion World was such a busy building. It wasn't long before someone realized that one elevator wasn't working. The repair didn't take too long either.

However, she was still late for the meeting.

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Lu Enterprises.

In the vast conference room, the major shareholders all had unhappy expressions on their faces.

Lu Enterprises was a century old company whose shares were so valuable that those owning merely 2% of them were considered wealthy.

The largest shareholder was of course Lu Aotian who held 49% shares. His late grandfather had 30%, all of which he passed down to Lu Aotian, but Lu Aotian did his best to make sure the largest number stays within the family. The additional 19% was acquired using his own sweat. The figure was quite terrifying.

It was no surprise that around the huge table, old businessmen with grey hair made the larger percentage. The rest were successful middle aged men and Lu Aotian was the youngest of them all.

"What are we waiting for? The meeting was supposed to start a minute ago." A middle aged man expressed his impatience.

"Wait a little longer." Lu Aotian was expressionless as he said. He was waiting for Wan Jia. She wouldn't be late with no reason; she knew that this was a very important meeting.

One of the middle aged shareholders asked bravely, "You wouldn't be waiting for that little woman, would you?"

Lu Aotian looked in his direction and raised an eyebrow. "What little woman?"

"That…" the middle aged shareholder felt chills down his back. "Your wife. I understand that you dote on her so much that you want her to know a lot about the company but it's not wise to let her attend such an important meeting. This is not just any shareholders' meeting. We are going to discuss very important matters."

"Heh. Is that so?" Lu Aotian chortled.

The eman saw that Lu Aotian didn't fly into a rage and gained more confidence. The other shareholders who were scared for him were shocked too. He didn't get angry? They wanted to take the opportunity to express their thoughts against Wan Jia, but they didn't have such guts. Who knew if the president would suddenly get angry and make them regret shooting their mouths off?

"I've wanted to say this for a long time. Disastrous beauties are exactly that- they cause disaster wherever they go. So many companies are destroyed when women come into the picture." The man said.

Lu Aotian didn't look angry. "So you are saying that I shouldn't have got married?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and looked at him like he was looking at a wayward child. His tone was completely that of a superior. "I didn't say anything against your marriage. I just mean that you shouldn't have married a brainless beauty. I understand that you young men like pretty faces but for the sake of your family business, it's safer to be with a woman who has value."

Lu Aotian: "Are you saying that my wife has no value?"

"N-No. President, that's not what I mean. In other areas like the fashion industry, she is quite valuable but in meetings like this…" he lacked words to complete his statement.

"What about meetings like this?"

"She's not a shareholder. Even your brother and father didn't attend this meeting. What right does she have? President, you shouldn't be swayed too much by looks. Women are dangerous."

The man seemed to have been holding a stomachful of anger against Wan Jia. He let it all out without noticing just how sarcastic Lu Aotian's expression was.