Zhang Qinyue felt regretful in her heart. If she had joined Celestial Fortune, Zhao Tianqiang would undoubtedly have been eliminated.
And now, the person in charge of Celestial Fortune in two provinces, with an annual salary of at least 1.5 million, is him!
However, there's no "what if"!
She rejected Celestial Fortune, and now the Junqing Clothing Store she operates is just a small brand, with only a few stores and not many people know about it.
While Celestial Fortune is already well-known to many.
She and Zhao Tianqiang are no longer on the same level, and Zhao Tianqiang now looks down on her.
"Let's go, we're acquaintances with Celestial Fortune anyway, let's go say hello."
With a slight change in expression, Feng Tianjun said with a hint of a smile on his face.
It must be said, he carries himself as his appearance suggests, polite and courteous.
They stepped forward, seized an opportunity, and said, "Qin Yun, long time no see."
