The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities

Chapter 893: 0882 Are you sure?

Qin Ke’s words were swallowed back down; although Su Ran’s response was expected, it’s Paris Fashion Week, and accessories are essential for models.

As a secretary, it’s her duty to handle her responsibilities, so she thought she should try to salvage the situation.

She took a deep breath and began to speak earnestly.

"But President Su..."

"I have my own plans for the brand." Su Ran slightly raised her hand, stopping her from saying more.

Qin Ke: "..."

Had all her prepared words just died prematurely?

She looked up at the person sitting in the office chair, hesitated for two seconds, and then whispered:

"Are you sure?"

Sure you have your own plans? Rather than holding onto a grudge with a petty heart?

Su Ran lifted her eyes to look at her, slightly raised her eyebrows.

Facing President Su’s teasing gaze, Qin Ke awkwardly coughed, retracting her doubtful gaze, picked up the stack of documents on the table again, and whispered:

"I’ll go reply to the brand."

After saying that, she bowed, turned, and left the office.

Su Ran leaned back in her chair, turned her head to look at the floor-to-ceiling window beside her.

Expressionless, not knowing what she was thinking, the office fell into silence.

A moment later, she turned her head, her gaze landing on the computer screen opposite.

CE—Although bearing the Chu family’s name, the actual founder, hails from the nobility of Country A...

Established for less than forty years, Country A’s clothing brand ranks first, global clothing brand ranks in the top ten, truly a leading international brand.

Starlight flickered in Su Ran’s eyes, she slowly curled her lips.

Interesting!

Yet at that moment, her phone placed beside her suddenly rang.

Looking at the jumping caller display, her eyes twinkled.

"Hello?"

"President..."

"What’s up?"

"The Global Fashion Association invites you as a special representative to attend Paris Fashion Week."

Upon hearing the words, Su Ran’s eyes paused, then she raised an eyebrow.

"Special representative? Don’t they know my own brand is also attending Paris Fashion Week?"

Hu Jialiang understood the meaning in Su Ran’s words, and quickly said:

"The special representative does not participate in any scoring review sessions. Because it’s the first time Hua Country brands have been invited to attend Paris Fashion Week, our association also received an invitation this year, and... ahem, they also indeed don’t know Queen’s founder R, is the president of Hua Country Fashion Association."

Let alone others, not many people domestically know either.

Su Ran held the phone, not speaking.

Hu Jialiang didn’t urge, quietly waiting for her response. noveldrama

After a moment of silence, Su Ran’s gaze once more fell on the computer screen, then lightly curled her lips.

"Accept it!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Jialiang’s eyes lit up, "Alright."

After hanging up, Su Ran leaned back in her chair, turning the phone in her hand.

Country A, CE, Chu Xiyao, Josie Martin...

She began to anticipate this year’s Paris Fashion Week.

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Meanwhile, Qin Ke left Su Ran’s office holding the stack of documents, just turned a corner to see two people coming in the distance, looking surprised.

"Teacher Zhou, Miss Nan."

Nan Shuyun and Zhou Ziyi greeted Qin Ke and then looked toward the office behind her.

"Secretary Qin, is President Su in the office?"

Qin Ke nodded, "Yes."

Nan Shuyun hugged the manuscript tightly, looked at the documents in Qin Ke’s hand, and nervously asked:

"Has President Su decided on the brand side?"

Qin Ke sighed, "No."

Nan Shuyun’s gaze involuntarily turned to the documents in her hand again.

"So many brands, President Su hasn’t chosen any?"

Qin Ke shook her head, "President Su simply hasn’t looked!"