Outside of what Derek Zhang said, it was clear he was still brooding over what just happened.
Lucy Lu frowned slightly. "No need for that. As for my husband, I never expected him to become some big shot. Guarding his own little patch of Brightsea City as a small manager is already good enough."
"Our Chen Qiangshan can't compare to Sharon Xiao's husband Derek Zhang, and he's certainly not on the same level as Neil Kong, our old class monitor. He doesn't have the ambition to climb higher, nor is he the type to shamelessly beg for a promotion."
Lucy’s tone was cold now, her displeasure obvious.
The moment she finished, Sharon Xiao’s smile vanished and her brows furrowed. "Lucy, what do you mean by that? Since when is it called shameless begging for promotion?"
Today, Sharon Xiao had been trying her hardest to help her husband Derek Zhang impress Neil Kong, the class monitor. But Lucy Lu and Stella Cui, who had come over specifically to let Neil vent, were both exceptionally difficult to deal with.
"And you, Ryan Chen, right? You’re still young, yet you expect others to swallow their pride and beg your parents for favors? I’m honestly curious what you’ve been learning all this time. Since most of us graduated from teachers’ college, not many actually became teachers, but I think we’re still qualified to educate the younger generation—to teach them what should and shouldn’t be said!"
Lucy Lu’s brows arched sharply, her gaze fierce as she stared straight at Ryan Chen, who still looked a bit damp from earlier.
Ryan Chen had never been questioned like this before. When he met Lucy’s eyes, his whole face instantly flushed bright red.
Standing off to the side, Evan Lin saw Lucy’s attitude and knew she was truly angry now.
In Evan’s memory, Lucy Lu had always been easygoing, rarely turning hostile with anyone. But today, with Sharon Xiao, Stella Cui, and Neil Kong all taking turns to pick at her, even Lucy couldn’t take it anymore.
Standing nearby, Joy Zheng also frowned, her gaze turning cold.
Hearing Lucy’s words, Neil Kong’s expression shifted between green and white, while Sharon Chen’s face also changed. She stared at Lucy, her eyes full of hostility. "Your husband is the manager of Wansheng Real Estate’s Brightsea branch, right? Name’s Chen Qiangshan?"
As soon as Sharon Chen spoke, her tone was icy. Everyone who heard it was startled.
One after another, they all turned to look at Sharon Chen.
Sure enough, Sharon Chen had already picked up her phone and dialed a number. She waved her phone at Lucy, her eyes sharp. "The number I’m calling right now is for Zhao Chunqiu, head of the Project Department at Wansheng Real Estate’s River City headquarters!"
"You think you’re tough, not caring about your husband’s career? Do you even know the weight of the Project Department head at Wansheng Real Estate’s River City HQ? Forget a branch manager—even the general manager could be ousted with just a few words!"
"Without projects, what’s a company supposed to grow on? Since you claim your husband has no ambition and you don’t care how his career turns out, fine! I’ll give you three minutes to decide: either you drop that arrogant pride, or I make this call! Zhao Chunqiu still owes me a favor! And you think you’re qualified to teach me how to raise my son?"
Sharon Chen gave a cold laugh.
The air was thick with tension.
Everyone who heard Sharon Chen’s words felt their hearts pounding.
This was about to get real.
Sharon Xiao and Stella Cui were both full of schadenfreude.
Neil Kong stayed silent, his eyes cold, but inside he felt immensely satisfied.
Ryan Chen grinned. He hadn’t expected his mom, Sharon Chen, to explode like this. When a woman really loses it, it’s scary.
Derek Zhang raised his brows, giving Lucy a less-than-friendly look. He’d already been holding back his anger all day, but hearing Sharon Chen go off like that made him feel a bit of relief.
Lillian Chen’s face suddenly went pale. Her current life was all thanks to Charles Chen. Fang You immediately grabbed Lillian’s hand, frowned, and shouted at Sharon Chen, "Auntie, why are you so petty? I bet your heart isn’t even as big as your—well, you know!"
Silence!
Some people couldn’t help but laugh at Fang You’s words, but most just felt a bit more pity.
Pouring fuel on the fire—wasn’t that just asking for trouble?
"You’re something else, kid. Sharp-tongued and clever. Don’t worry, I’ll have plenty of chances to teach you how to behave." Sharon Chen sneered, then turned her gaze back to Lucy.
Joy Zheng’s expression changed slightly. After a moment’s hesitation, she wanted to step forward—after all, she knew everything Lucy had done today was for her sake.
Joy didn’t want Lucy to get dragged down just because of her. If Charles Chen really lost his job, it would almost certainly ruin Lucy’s quality of life.
But just as Joy took a small step forward, Lucy seemed to anticipate it and pulled her back, facing Sharon Chen fearlessly. Her expression was calm as she nodded, "Go ahead. I, Lucy Lu, have never been afraid of anyone’s threats!"
"Even if one call from you gets Charles Chen fired, so what? If a company is really as you say, where someone’s fate can be decided by a single phone call, then it’s not worth staying at anyway." Lucy spoke crisply, without hesitation.
"Fine! You’ve got backbone. I hope you can keep it up later!" Sharon Chen sneered.
The manager of Wansheng Real Estate’s Brightsea branch made over a million a year. That was a huge sum in Brightsea City!
Anyone else would have lost their composure in this situation!
Lucy had already made up her mind—if it came to it, she’d start over with Charles Chen. After all, they’d built everything from scratch before.
Standing behind Lucy, Evan Lin watched as Sharon Chen pressed the call button. As he wondered what to do, Sharon Chen switched to speaker and turned the volume all the way up.
Beep...
Beep beep...
Beep beep beep...
After three rings, the call was answered.
"Hello? Who is this?" On the other end, Zhao Chunqiu’s voice was calm as he asked.
"Hi, Brother Zhao, it’s Sharon Chen. Remember me?" Sharon Chen’s eyes stayed on Lucy and Joy, but her tone softened considerably.
That cold face paired with such a gentle voice was a striking contrast!
But... Zhao Chunqiu?
Evan Lin narrowed his eyes and let out a cold laugh.