Influence

In the plaza, Qian Renxue openly took Xiao Tianyang's hand and said softly, "No fooling around."

Xiao Tianyang curled his lips. "I'm just trying to express my goodwill."

"Besides, shaking hands makes us good friends. How is that fooling around?"

With that, he looked directly at Bibi Dong and smiled faintly. "Are we talking here, or going inside?"

Bibi Dong said indifferently, "Follow me."

With a flick of her long robe, she turned gracefully, stepped onto the stairs, and headed toward the hall above.

The others, meanwhile, retreated to either side and waited where they were.

They had mainly come here to show their faces. As for the rest, it was beyond their concern.

As members of the management, they only needed to oversee the lower ranks and Spirit Hall's normal operations.

Of course, Bibi Dong would occasionally ask for their opinions.

However, there had only ever been one final decision-maker: Bibi Dong.

If she nodded, the plan passed. If she shook her head, the plan was immediately scrapped.

But that had been in the past.

Now, with Qian Renxue added to the equation, she could be considered a balancing force.

Though some thought it was unnecessary.

Yet in the last two meetings, the ideas of these two decision-makers had consistently clashed.

That allowed certain people to glimpse some underlying signs.

Whether it was good or bad was still difficult to judge.

As the old saying went, trying something required a process. Otherwise, how would you know what the result would be?

"Let's go."

A relaxed, easy smile spread across Qian Renxue's face.

Then everyone watched the Genius Young Lady in their hearts take Xiao Tianyang's hand and walk up the stairs.

Yet when they saw this scene, not a single person felt any resistance.

On the contrary, most of