Chapter 690: Chapter 690

"What competition?" Yang Zhilin couldn’t grasp the concept and asked her mother.

Mrs. Yang glanced sideways at her daughter’s face, "He told you that she was here to participate in this coffee competition, not to have me as a judge."

Yang Zhilin couldn’t understand what her mother meant by that and said, "Mom, it’s not about making her lose—"

"Yes, it is about making her lose, but instead, she didn’t lose today. On the contrary, she won decisively," said Mrs. Yang.

Yang Zhilin couldn’t accept that, "When did she ever win the competition? She is not the champion, clearly not her."

"She was never a famous barista, she doesn’t aim to be the world’s famous barista," Mrs. Yang paused, her eyes narrowing into slits as if locking onto Gu Nuan’s face in her mind, "I finally understand what’s terrifying about her. She’s a born businesswoman."

"What?" Yang Zhilin was surprised, and wondered what her mother meant by that tone. Was she preparing to compare Gu Nuan with her? There was no basis for comparison between them. Updates are released by novel•fire.net

Regarding this, Mrs. Yang couldn’t help but chastise her daughter, "He told you this, that cunning old thing, Mr. Xiao, it shows that in his heart, he has never underestimated this woman. He recognizes her qualifications, otherwise he wouldn’t have let her compete on equal terms with you."

"I, I—" Yang Zhilin was stunned, her lips trembling, "Since when can I be on equal terms with her? I—I am worlds apart from her—"

"Yes, you have money, you have power—" Mrs. Yang straightforwardly spoke of her daughter’s advantages, which were also the pride of the Yang Family. But there are always those who climb up from the bottom who are utterly repulsive, like locusts, making one want to kick them down in pain. Unfortunately, her daughter’s rival just happened to be one of the most troublesome people naturally.

Mrs. Yang’s face darkened, "She has brains."

"Mom, are you crazy? Are you saying I don’t have brains?!" Yang Zhilin raised her voice incredulously.

"No, how could you possibly not have brains," Mrs. Yang quickly comforted her daughter, saying, "What I mean is, she is extremely rare in this regard, intellectually superior. Such people might not appear even in ten million. Just that, it happens to be in her."

Yang Zhilin’s eyes rolled around: Was her mother implying that Gu Nuan was a genius in this area?

"Whether she’s a genius or not is hard to tell, but indeed, in this regard, she has exceptional capabilities. Undeniably, she is an opponent to be wary of. But that’s all it is, just wariness," Mrs. Yang said.

"Are you saying she’s actually not enough to be feared?"

"Of course. Good ideas, without money, how can they be executed? It’s all just in the mind, unachievable, mere talk," Mrs. Yang glanced again at her daughter, "We might not have her business acumen, but in business, brains alone are not enough, it takes a lot of money. This is where we have an advantage. Otherwise, why would that old man still value you? Because having been in business for so many years, he once tried hard to ingratiate himself with his wealthy wife, he knows very well that without money, without initial capital, everything is in vain."

These words struck home for Yang Zhilin. She grabbed her mother’s arm, saying, "Mom, having you support me was indeed the right decision. I’m still young, not very sensible."

Mrs. Yang pinched her daughter’s cute nose with a finger, with affection and a bit of reproof, "I’m not criticizing you, but what man has you so entranced? I really need to take a good look at what he looks like."