Sister Xu reprimanded Fang Qiong sternly, her words raining down on her.
Fang Qiong pursed her lips, wanting to retort, but Sister Xu spoke at a rapid pace and always reprimanded her like this. In front of Sister Xu, she felt inherently inferior and was unable to get a word in.
"Going to Young Master Li's birthday banquet was such a good opportunity, and you messed it up like this?"
"I'm telling you, right now, in President Xiong's office, I don't care what you do, but make Young Master Guan happy."
"Otherwise, not only will you be in trouble, but our company will be in big trouble!"
Sister Xu continued scolding, "Hua Xiaolin Zi and the others went to the banquet with you. Are you the only precious newcomer among you? It was just a few drinks, and you actually gave Young Master Guan a cold shoulder?"
"I... I didn't!"
Fang Qiong's eyes welled up with tears again, and she bit her lip to protest.
"You didn't? Young Master Guan has already come looking for you, and you still say you didn't?"
Sister Xu became even more enraged upon hearing this, saying, "What time is it? You're still quibbling? Stop talking nonsense, do you know what to do once you go in?"
Fang Qiong fell silent at this, turning to look at Chen Fan.
Chen Fan, who had been listening nearby, smiled at Fang Qiong and said, "Sister Xu, is it? Is this how your company treats its artists?"
"Who are you?"
Sister Xu finally noticed Chen Fan's presence. Or rather, she had seen him earlier but hadn't paid much attention, dismissing him as one of Fang Qiong's suitors or a fan, someone insignificant.
After all, Fang Qiong was a minor celebrity, and it was normal for her to have a few fans or admirers.
Of course, Fang Qiong bringing someone to the company only made her more annoyed.
"Who I am, is that important?"
Chen Fan said.
"I don't care who you are. Mango Entertainment's affairs have nothing to do with outsiders. You need to leave immediately!"
Sister Xu snorted coldly, speaking condescendingly.
Chen Fan smiled and ignored her, directly pushing open the door.
Inside the luxurious office behind the door, several people were drinking tea.
The one brewing the tea was none other than Hua Xia.
Besides her, there were two other beautiful girls and three men.
The man sitting in the main seat was in his forties, portly, and looking towards one side with a fawning expression.
In the direction he was looking was a man in his mid-twenties, dressed in expensive clothes and wearing a prominent watch on his wrist, clearly of unusual status.
As Chen Fan pushed the door open, everyone turned to look at him.
The man in the main seat had a look of confusion on his face, his brow furrowed slightly.
On the other hand, the man of unusual status and opulent attire, along with his two companions, had their mouths slightly agape, looking astonished.
Seeing Chen Fan, Hua Xia's hand trembled as she poured tea, appearing somewhat incredulous, her expression becoming tense.
"Which one of you is President Xiong?"
Chen Fan asked with a smile.
The middle-aged man stood up, sizing up Chen Fan, and said, "I am Xiong Fusheng, and you are?"
"I am Fang Qiong's friend."
Chen Fan walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down as if no one else was there.
Upon hearing this, Hua Xia's face turned ashen, her body trembled slightly, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.
"Chen..." Young Master Guan's expression also changed.
Just as President Xiong was about to speak, the door was pushed open again. Sister Xu, pushing Fang Qiong in, grumbled with dissatisfaction, "Who are you? Do you think Mango Entertainment is some kind of place? Get out, or I'll have security throw you out!"
"President Xiong, this person barged in without permission. I'll escort him out right now..."
Chen Fan ignored her completely. He glanced at Hua Xia and said, "Brew some tea."
Hua Xia's body trembled upon hearing this, the sweat on her forehead intensified, and she fumbled with the teacup, dropping it with a clatter as her hand shook. The cup shattered on the floor.
Chen Fan didn't mind and smiled, "Allow me to introduce myself, my surname is Chen. Star Hua met me earlier, at the Nine-Five Club, at Young Master Li's birthday banquet."
These words stunned President Xiong.
Sister Xu also froze. She had assumed Chen Fan was Fang Qiong's knight in shining armor, a nobody, which was why she had dared to berate him so harshly.
However, upon learning that Chen Fan had attended Young Master Li's birthday banquet, she immediately lost her composure.
Li Gan, this eldest son of the Li family, was one of the top young masters in the capital. The only ones who could surpass him in status and family background were a handful of individuals from the most prominent families.
If Chen Fan was an honored guest of Li Gan, then his status and origins were clearly extraordinary.
"Mr. Chen, hello."
Giving Sister Xu a reproachful look, President Xiong quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Please sit, have some tea. Today is a lucky day for Mango Entertainment. Having guests like Young Master Guan and Mr. Chen here is truly an honor. President Xiong is fortunate indeed!"
Sister Xu felt as if she had been doused with a basin of ice water, a chilling sensation.
This seemingly unremarkable fellow was a guest at Young Master Li's birthday banquet, which meant he had an impressive background.
At that moment, her heart was filled with regret, and she felt a pang of fear.
One had to know that those invited to Young Master Li's private birthday banquet were by no means ordinary people.
Unless, this guy was bragging, talking nonsense?
Chen Fan smiled and beckoned Fang Qiong over.
Fang Qiong, her heart a complex mix of emotions, quickly walked over.
"Little Qiong, come and sit, sit down."
President Xiong gestured, "You did very well today, making friends with Mr. Chen. Why didn't you inform the company? Look, Mr. Chen is here, and we were completely unprepared. Forgive our lack of courtesy!"
This was the first time Fang Qiong had seen her boss so cordial. She couldn't help but feel flattered.
At the same time, she couldn't help but sneak a glance at Chen Fan, thinking that people were indeed different.
To her boss, she was merely a tool to make money. As a newcomer, she hadn't generated much profit yet, so her status in the company was remarkably low.
Yet, Chen Fan, simply by revealing he was an honored guest of Young Master Li, was immediately treated with such enthusiastic hospitality by the boss.
After a perfunctory greeting to Fang Qiong, President Xiong immediately asked solicitously, "May I ask, Mr. Chen, where you hold a distinguished position?"
Chen Fan looked at President Xiong, a half-smile on his face, but his voice was calm. "President Xiong, you don't need to ask about these things. You can inquire for yourself later."
"I came uninvited and have caused President Xiong trouble. It's because Fang Qiong is under your company's banner, and I would appreciate it if President Xiong would give me some face and take care of her a bit. Give her some room for personal choice. What do you think, President Xiong?"
President Xiong was slightly taken aback.
Chen Fan's tone was very ordinary, and he appeared very peaceful, not quite like the demeanor of a top-tier young master from a powerful family.
After all, one phone call from those top-tier young masters, like this Young Master Guan, could make him bow his head and fawn over them incessantly.
Chen Fan refused to reveal his identity but politely asked him to look after Fang Qiong, which made him suspicious.
After all, Fang Qiong was favored by Young Master Guan.
The reason for urging Fang Qiong to return was only to have her apologize to Young Master Guan and then to appease him.
"It's easy to say, easy to say."
President Xiong of course agreed immediately, but his gaze shifted towards Young Master Guan.
This matter didn't entirely depend on him; it depended on Young Master Guan.
Chen Fan's origins were unknown, but he knew Young Master Guan's background.
In comparison, Young Master Guan held much more weight in his heart.
However, as he looked over, President Xiong couldn't help but be greatly surprised.
He saw Young Master Guan wiping sweat from his brow, sitting with one buttock on the chair, looking restless.
The two distinguished guests who had accompanied Young Master Guan also had rather grim expressions, appearing flustered, and even with a hint of... fear?