"You really underestimate Jing Shu. I feel she's not on Wang Congsi's level; Wang Congsi relies on his family, but Jing Shu is at least on par with Wang Jianlin or Old Ma. She's an entrepreneur herself."
"Yeah, true! Big boss Jing Shu is becoming more impressive. Look at us, we're all thirty with calloused hands, sallow and gaunt like we're forty, but look at Jing Shu and Su Malie, they're still so fair and tender like they're twenty. Comparing people is really infuriating."
"We're all classmates. When you sit there, people might think she's your daughter."
"Enough with the nonsense. If I could get into the brewery, it would be great. If Jing Shu comes today, shall we ask her?"
"Will she come?"
"She's here, she's here, big boss Jing Shu is here, truly a boss, came in a private ride, oh, and Su Malie came along too."
In the hotel, two newcomers were at the door welcoming guests. When they saw Jing Shu and Su Malie arriving together, they promptly went up to greet them.
