Page 668 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

Today, Jian Ran decided to turn the tables in the conference room.

After all, where one is slapped, there one must reclaim their dignity.

Secretary Zhou looked at Jian Ran’s composed appearance and couldn’t help but speak out.

"Madam, how confident are you?"

Jian Ran’s eyes darkened slightly; the method Gu Mochen gave was an excellent strategy, but it also required a master to execute it, and she... was not a master.

"About thirty percent! Do your best and leave the rest to fate."

Gu Mochen’s strategy always involved psychological warfare... and she had never been a match for Gu Mochen in that regard, playing mind games for the first time.

Secretary Zhou: "..."

Why... does Madam’s statement feel so profound and mysterious?

"Madam... good luck, I support you."

"Hmm... I’ll treat you to a meal when I become the manager... the base salary of a manager... is indeed different, quite high that is."

Secretary Zhou: "..."

Secretary Zhou felt reassured listening to Jian Ran pondering the issue of base salary.

This was the Madam’s way of strategizing from behind the scenes... to secure victory from a thousand miles away.

Considering the base salary issue so early on, Madam must have a winning card up her sleeve.

What Secretary Zhou didn’t know was that talking about the base salary was even more advantageous in helping Jian Ran stay calm and not so nervous.

"Cough cough, okay."

Jian Ran curved her lips into a smile... As she walked into the meeting room, her phone rang; it was a text message from Gu Mochen.

Jian Ran, I want mushrooms stewed with wild chicken and grilled fish for lunch.

Jian Ran: "..."

Did Gu Mochen have to be so direct in ordering his meal?

Jian Ran tugged at the corner of her lips, quite disdainful of Gu Mochen...

But somehow... after the disdain, the nervousness that had been there initially slowly settled down.

Having a man’s support like a shadow by her side brought her great serenity.

...

Entering the conference room, Lan Xing and Dong Qin were already seated.

Dong Qin self-assuredly took the seat of honor, after all, here she was a director, her position the highest..

. Secretary Zhou could only take a step back, and as for Lan Xing, she shamelessly took a seat right next to Dong Qin, without any sense of being an outsider.

Jian Ran approached with a faint smile, her gaze turning towards Lan Xing and Dong Qin as she spoke softly.

"Sorry for being late, got caught in traffic... Arrived just on time, I hope you haven’t been waiting for long."

After speaking, Jian Ran deliberately placed her hand on her waist as though she was supporting herself to sit down.

Her posture was full of maternal grace, nearly driving Dong Qin to the brink of explosion.

"Jian Ran... you really have some nerve... daring to make me wait."

"Hmm... Mrs. Dong is right in reprimanding me, I... should respect the elderly and cherish the young... I should have come earlier, hmm, the key point being to respect the elderly."

With a smile too bright, Jian Ran was infuriating.

Dong Qin’s face turned a shade of blue with anger. After the events of the day before, Han Siming had been throwing tantrums, being petulant with her... all because of this thoughtless woman in front of her stirring up trouble.

Jian Ran looked casually at the women in front of her and spoke lightly.

"We shouldn’t waste time, I know everyone’s time is valuable... so let’s get straight to the point and begin. My main purpose today is to present evidence to prove my innocence..."

Jian Ran’s expression remained calm, inscrutable to one’s underlying thoughts.

Lan Xing’s smile, which was originally filled with smugness, began to waver when she heard Jian Ran speak with such serious confidence, feeling somewhat uncertain inside.