Contrarily, the Feng Family's Second Madam Wei Jieshan and her daughter Feng Rushuang sat aside, not getting too involved.
"Yes, yes, just like that." He Shuya's voice rang out again, "And the lights over there, try switching to yellow."
"Are the microphones on stage ready? The volume should be moderate, not too loud or too soft."
He Shuya was busy and confused, dressed so elegantly yet doing the work of a housekeeper.
"Poor people are just poor people." A servant in the corner said disdainfully, "We've arranged bigger banquets, does she really need to be so fussy?"
"Listening to her instructions, the whole event's quality has dropped considerably."
"Third Young Master hired professionals to plan, but with her endless opinions, the planners are on the verge of leaving."
"Exactly, just an outsider," another servant agreed coldly.
"She was just lucky enough to adopt the Feng Family's little Lady, and now she acts like the hostess here."
