Arguing Is No Match for Making Money

Jiang Xia arrived at the Exhibition Hall on the third floor and ran into three staff members.

It was already half past six, and they were preparing to head to the atrium.

One of the staff members saw Jiang Xia and greeted her with a broad smile. "Xiao Xia, have you eaten?"

Jiang Xia replied with a smile, "I just ate."

Seeing that Jiang Xia had appeared so late, another staff member asked, "Comrade Jiang, are you only going to the Fashion Show now?"

Jiang Xia: "Yes."

Yang Qiuqiang: "Aren't you the chief planner of the Fashion Show?"

What he left unsaid was that all of them, the leaders, had already shown up, and she was only now going to the Fashion Show? Was this how she acted as chief planner?

Jiang Xia glanced at him. "I am."

Yang Qiuqiang: "Then you're quite free."

Jiang Xia shot him a sidelong glance. "I don't think I'm as free as you."

"..."

Yang Qiuqiang had not expected Jiang Xia to talk back. He was just about to erupt when several foreigners approached from nearby.

He held it in.

The foreigners were discussing this Fashion Show.

Evans: "You invited me here just to watch a Fashion Show? What's there to see in Hua Country's Fashion Show? What a waste of time!"

Jack: "I've never seen one before, so I came to take a look. There might be a surprise."

Evans: "What kind of surprise could there be? Their clothes are all cheap goods, so why are they even holding a fashion show? I never wear clothes from Hua Country. They're what country bumpkins wear."

Calidon: "I also think Hua Country's clothes are terribly dowdy and ugly. They don't know how to match their clothes. The Hua Country people on the streets are all