569: C569 What Do You Think I Am

C569 What Do You Think I Am

Zhang Xin'er's voice was unusually calm, as if she was talking about a very ordinary matter.

Zhang Yingying nodded slightly and a trace of contempt flashed across the corner of her mouth as she said, "What Zhang Lin can do, could it be that you can't do it just because you have me?"

"As long as we change the person beside Xuanyinzi from Zhang Lin to you and me, do you think the Great Qin Group will cancel our cooperation with us?"

"As long as we keep Xuan Yin happy, not to mention such a small project, it's not impossible for us to continue working together." Zhang Yingying said with a smile.

But at this time, Zhang Xin'er was indeed looking at Zhang Yingying with a face full of shock. He was even somewhat in disbelief.

"Zhang Yingying, you really think of me as a public relations lady, right?"

"It's fine if it was young and handsome last time, but this time you want me to accompany Xuanyinzi!"

"Aren't you going too far?" Zhang Xin'er frowned and said. Her tone was mixed with a trace of madness.

"I am going too far. Don't you know what you have done?"

"Do you really think that you are a pure girl?"

"Right now, the Zhang Family is at the moment of life and death. If it wasn't for Xuanyinzi looking down on me, I wouldn't need you to go up there myself." Zhang Yingying said with a face full of disdain.

"But you can't let me do all of these things!"

"I am a disciple of Zhang Family, not a public relations lady."

"If I really get married in the future and some things are exposed, how can I be a human being?" Zhang Xin'er said with a face full of anger.

Although it was a little too much to say last time, but the other party was still a young man after all, and he had money and face. That was why Zhang Xin'er agreed.

However, it was different this time. The target this time was Xuanyinzi. He was an old man who was close to the age of seventy. How could he bear to let it go?

At this time, Zhang Yingying's face was full of ridicule. She sneered and said, "What kind of beautiful dream are you having?"

"Do you think that with your looks, there are rich people who would like you?"

"Furthermore, you think that those things that happened to you in the past, they would really not be able to find out anything."

"Marrying a rich man? You think too highly of yourself, don't you?"

"You are indeed a disciple of the Zhang Family. But the Zhang Family is just a small third-rate family."

"What about the friends you know?"

"Are they rich?"

"A mere one million yuan per year is enough for them to flatter people everywhere. People like them can be considered rich. "

"You think that you are thinking of ways to get in touch with the upper class, but you never thought that you are not qualified at all. Do you know that?"

"Do you think that just because you are good-looking, you can get in touch with people from the upper class?"

"There are so many Internet celebrities. Which one of them isn't prettier than you?"

Originally, zhang Xin'er was proud of her beauty. He felt that as long as he walked this sexy path, sooner or later he would be noticed by the rich people and marry into the Wealthy Class one day.

But it was different this time. After experiencing the disappearance of the young handsome young man, Zhang Xin'er finally understood.

Rich people would never marry a woman like him. At most, they would just treat him as a toy.

Besides, the person who abandoned him was not a rich person. He was indeed good-looking. However, there were many artificial people nowadays. It was not that no one wanted to be more handsome than him.1

This also caused Zhang Xin'er's bottle to fall to the ground. Her eyes started to become dull.

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