"Though I don't agree with your position."
Fang Ran was slightly taken aback. He had never expected the person he happened to run into to so directly voice her disapproval of him.
He felt a little awkward, but he did not take it too much to heart.
After all, anyone could see how absurd it sounded for a colossal empire controlling nearly one-eighth of the world's wealth to have a twenty-year-old young man who knew nothing serve as its chief executive officer.
To ordinary people, it probably did seem utterly ridiculous.
Such an overwhelmingly powerful position, standing above more than a dozen wildly profitable sectors, was the kind of thing that, in business war stories, made several families scheme and fight one another with ruthless cunning.
For generations to spend decades carefully plotting over it would have been perfectly normal.
So Fang Ran felt that not approving of him was only reasonable.
He simply had not expected to encounter someone at an airport, at this time, who finally dared to say such a thing to his face.
Thinking of Fabian, president of Colossus, Andre of Essenkefmei, and the Litton Me boss whose name he had not remembered at all, Fang Ran always felt that they had been cowed by Adeline's tyranny.
Fang Ran looked curiously at the elegant woman before him.
"May I ask why?"
Common sense, age and experience, an unknown background, achievements... He wondered which of these aspects this refined, extraordinary woman would use to explain why he was completely unqualified to be Chief Executive Officer.
Then—
"You clearly possess an extraordinary identity, yet right now you look like a newly initiated participant, fascinated by everything you see and enjoying the sensation of taking part in it."
"You have no idea what all that activity truly means."
Slightly