Chapter 474
When school ended, Ning Ran did not dare show herself. Thus, she waited in the car and watched, as
Qiao Zhan got the kids.
When they got into the car, Erbao immediately jumped into Ning Ran’s arms. “Mommy!”
“Did you know that I was in the car?” Ning Ran asked.
“Yes!”
“How?”
“Because Uncle Qiao Zhan is driving daddy’s car. If it were just him, he would have driven his jeep,”
answered Erbao.
“Why couldn’t it be daddy then?” Ning Ran was curious.
“If it were daddy, he would havee out to personally pick us up. Mommy has been going through
some misunderstandings, caused by bad people online, meaning that she can’te out.” Erbao had
a sharp mind.
Ning Ran hugged Erbao tightly in her arms without saying a word.
“Don’t be sad, mommy. We’re here for you,” assured Dabao, as calm and collected as ever.
“Mommy’s not sad. As long as you’re with me, Mommy’s not afraid of anything.”
“We should never have done themercial behind your back. It’s all our fault. It won’t happen again.
Sorry, Mommy,” apologized Dabao softly.
“Mommy’s not ming you two. Besides, it’s all in the past now. The bad people can do whatever they
want, just ignore them,”forted Ning Ran.
“However, Mommy’s gone through so much misery. I’m so sorry Mommy.”
“Mommy’s alright.” Ning Ran was holding in her tears. “I have you guys.”
“Are we going to daddy’spany now?” Erbao struck once again.
“How did you know that? Ning Ran asked.
“Daddy’s definitely still busy with work, so he’s asked Mommy toe and get us, to wait at the
company for him. When he’s done, we can have dinner as a family again. It’s been so long since
Daddy and Mommy have brought us to eat some good food. I’ve lost so much weight from starving!”
Erbao exined.
Erbao was able to lighten the mood with herst remark.
“Aww... You’ve gotten so skinny!” chimed Ning Ran, as she touched Erbao’s little, round belly.
Erbao giggled yfully, “I really am thinner. Thinner than I was, two days ago!”
As the three of them were having fun in the car, they arrived at the Nanshi Corporation in little to no
time at all.
Nan Chen was in the meeting room, doing a brief photoshoot for the financial magazine. He would be
on the cover for the next issue, being the person of the year as well.
Nan Chen, as usual, was dressed in full ck, with not a hint of emotion on his face.
The photographer tried his best to get some reactions out of him. Unfortunately, it was to no avail. Nan
Chen only needed to stand there; the photos woulde out amazing.
However, this had always been the case. The photographer wanted to differentiate himself from the
others in the industry. Hence, he wanted something different from Nan Chen.
“Mr. Chen, is it possible for you to give me some form of expression? Not necessarily a smile. It can be
surprised, or maybe deep in thought. Anything, really!” requested the photographer.
Nan Chen nced at his watch. “You have three minutes left.”
The photoshoot was for ten minutes and the interview for fifty. That was the n.
If they continued to take photos, it would take away the time needed for the interview. The interview
was clearly more important in this case.
The photographer gave up, on getting a shot of a ‘different’ Nan Chen. Nan Chen has always been like
this. Always the same. He is his own style, and showing no emotion is part of his brand.
“Thank you, for your cooperation, Mr. Chen. Now, please follow me.”
The person in charge of the interview was none other than the content director herself. No ordinary
journalist would fit the job.
The director was a pretty woman, dressed in professional attire. Her figure was exquisite and she
looked rather dignified, as she was beautiful.
Nan Chen sat down as he nced at his watch again.
“First of all, thank you, Mr. Chen, for epting our interview. Truth be told, we’ve been trying to get a
hold of you since half a year ago. We’d only got to schedule, about a month ago. It is a great honor and
pleasure to finally meet you today.”
The director’s smile was very modest, but anyone could feel her nerves sipping out.
Nan Chen had a strong presence. She could feel immense pressure, even before starting the
conversation.
In fact, the oue of the interview would be heavily affected if the interviewer disyed any signs of
fear for the interviewee.
She had interviewed several prominent people before this, but the director could feel the moisture on
her palm that day, as she was unusually nervous.
“Mr. Chen, first of all, I’d like to say, you are by far the most handsome man whom I’ve ever
interviewed.” The director wanted to lighten the mood, trying to get herself to rx before tackling the
main topic.
“Thank you.” Nan Chen nodded in response.
Silence ensued.
Nan Chen’s response caught the director off guard. It was clear that her attempt to lighten the mood
had failed horribly.
“Now, you are the sessor to Nanshi Corporation...”
“Manager,” Nan Chen corrected.
The wording was very important because Nan Chen was not the sole sessor. Rather, he was
merely one of them.
Saying that he was the sessor meant that there was no one else besides him.
“Alright, you are the manager of Nanshi Corporation, as well as one of its sessors. Can you inform
me of your ns for Nanshi down the road?”
Nan Chen paused for a moment before he answered, “To continue moving forward.”
That’s it? The director was stumped.
She had intended for the first question to take up to around five minutes because it was a very open-
ended question.
There were so many things that one could talk about, with such a question. Things like business
strategies,pany policies, or even future goals.
If anyone wanted to, this question alone could take half an hour just to answer. However, this guy here
had merely given me four words! Where shall I go, from here?
The director forced out a smile as she asked, “Is there a way for you to be a little more specific?”
“I want to work together with everyone here so that we can continue to move forward,” Nan Chen
replied.
The awkward silence returned, as the director was rendered speechless.
“Mr. Chen, your answers are too short and precise. I can’t really write anything with them,” the director
admitted, with a bitter smile.
“Regarding the strategies and any rted questions, we report every year. You can just search it up.
There’s no need for me to repeat them to you,” pronounced Nan Chen.
“You’re right. Then, let’s go with some of the shorter questions. Ever since you’d taken over Nanshi,
were there any difficult moments for you? When was it the hardest?”
“Right now.” Nan Chen answered with two words this time.
“Right now? Why?”
“The past is in the past. No matter how difficult it is, it’s over. The future can be anticipated, but never
controlled. It is best not to think about it too much. The most difficult thing will be to do our best right
now.”
The director pped. “Well said! Mr. Chen well said.”
Nan Chen kept his poker face and said nothing more.
“How about a more personal question now? Can you tell me about your criteria for choosing a partner?
What kind of woman will you prefer, as your future wife?”
This was an interview for a financial magazine, but the question was very much one that was filled with
gossip. So, it looks like all female journalists like gossip.
“There’s no criteria.” Nan Chen gave her another brief answer.
The director was stumped yet again. “No criteria?”
“If I like her, I’ll like her. People are not products whom you can differentiate, based on criteria,”
exined Nan Chen.
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Apuding yet again, the director eximed, “Well said, Mr. Chen! Do have anyone that you currently
like then?”
The questions seemed to be taking a turn into a territory for gossip.
Nan Chen narrowed his eyes. “Time’s up. That will be all for today!”