Miss's efforts must not be in vain.
"Yes."
The servants respectfully acknowledged and then carried the dishes into the kitchen.
The chef sidled up next to Butler Wang.
"Butler Wang, please let me know when Young Master Lin comes back for dinner tonight."
All of these were dishes he had taught the young lady to make.
They were sure to be delicious.
Young Master Lin would surely praise the young lady too. If she's happy, wouldn't my bonus for the next few months be secured?
Butler Wang could easily see through his intentions and nodded, saying, "Alright, I'll notify you then."
"Thank you, Butler Wang." Satisfied with Butler Wang's affirmative answer, the chef left contentedly.
DR Group's celebration banquet was held as scheduled.
They had even rented out a very large hotel.
The employees looked at the hotel before them, their faces full of astonishment.
"Renting such a large hotel for one night must cost at least tens of millions. President Lin is truly generous."
"Our company is making money, so President Lin naturally spends more freely."
"The Lin family really does produce business geniuses. First Lin Xuan, and now our President Lin."
Just then, Lin Qingwan happened to pass by.
The two employees noticed Lin Qingwan.
They all knew that Lin Xuan was on bad terms with the Lin family.
Lin Xuan had left the Lin family, even severing ties with them.
Presumably, their President Lin also disliked Lin Xuan.
After all, Lin Xuan was the one who caused Star Glory Group's bankruptcy.
And they had just been praising Lin Xuan...
"President Lin, we're sorry," the two employees apologized. "What we said earlier was unintentional. Even if Lin Xuan is capable, he can't compare to you, President Lin."
"It's fine," Lin Qingwan said with a smile, shaking her head. "Xiao Xuan is indeed very capable."
Her doting expression made the two employees freeze.
"President Lin, you have no issues with Lin Xuan? He's the one who caused Star Glory Group to go bankrupt."
The two employees looked skeptical.
Was President Lin just pretending?
Lin Qingwan smiled and shook her head. "Star Glory Group and Skyline Group were engaged in normal business competition. Star Glory's collapse can't be blamed on Xiao Xuan."
If it weren't for Dad constantly targeting Xiao Xuan and even stealing Skyline Group's game, Star Glory Group wouldn't have met such a fate.
Star Glory Group's bankruptcy was entirely her father's own doing.
"President Lin, so you truly do care for your brother," one employee couldn't help but remark.
He had previously thought President Lin's statements on that show were an act, a performance to maintain her good image.
Now it seemed those words were sincere.
A touch of loss colored Lin Qingwan's eyes, and she sighed.
"Even though I care for Xiao Xuan so much, his misunderstanding of me runs deep. I don't know when I'll be able to have him acknowledge me again. In the past, when Xiao Xuan was still with the Lin family, I neglected him. That's why he became so disillusioned with me."
The two employees comforted her, "President Lin, don't be sad. Your brother is just temporarily confused. He'll eventually see your sincerity and acknowledge you as his sister."
"Yes, President Lin, it's not your fault. Don't blame yourself too much."
"Mmm."
Lin Qingwan wiped the tears that had welled up in the corners of her eyes.
Every time she heard others say she was good to Xiao Xuan, her heart felt a little better.
After the employees' comfort, she felt considerably more at ease.
"Everyone must be hungry after waiting so long. I've prepared plenty of delicious food for everyone. Please, go ahead and eat," Lin Qingwan said with a smile.
"Okay, President Lin."
The employees dispersed.
Five reporters arrived.
They had been specially invited by Lin Qingwan.
Lin Qingwan said with a smile, "I hope you all will provide good coverage later, including the live broadcast."
The reporters could see that Lin Qingwan, with the Supreme Series skincare line, was poised to become a dominant force in the skincare industry.
They were all quite polite to her.
"Of course, no problem, President Lin. We will definitely provide favorable coverage for you and your company," the reporters said cordially.
"Thank you for your trouble," Lin Qingwan said gently.
A reporter praised, "First Lin Xuan, and now you, Miss Lin. The Lin family children are truly exceptional, every single one."
Except for Lin Li.
But then, Lin Li wasn't actually of Lin blood; he was adopted. It was normal that he wasn't as outstanding as the other Lin children.
Lin Qingwan smiled. "Xiao Xuan is indeed remarkable. I'm afraid I'll never be able to match Xiao Xuan in this lifetime."
She genuinely felt proud of Xiao Xuan.
Though sometimes she almost wished Xiao Xuan weren't so capable.
The more capable Xiao Xuan was, the less he needed help. She wanted to properly compensate him but found no way to do so.
If Xiao Xuan were less capable, he would surely rely on her, his big sister.
Lin Qingwan's mind suddenly recalled what Jiang Yutong had said that day—that she was trying to use public opinion to force Xiao Xuan to acknowledge her.
No.
She couldn't let Xiao Xuan misunderstand her like that.
Lin Qingwan changed the subject. "Everyone, today is DR Cosmetics' celebration banquet. Let's not talk about other matters. Let's focus on skincare."
"Sure. No problem, President Lin," the reporters agreed politely.
They glanced around.
One reporter whispered, "Do you think Lin Xuan might come to the celebration banquet? If he does, it would definitely generate buzz."
Lin Xuan was very popular right now.
If he came, their viewership would surely be high.
Lin Qingwan's company banquet wasn't particularly interesting to cover; their main purpose for coming was the possibility of Lin Xuan's appearance.
What if he came?
"Probably not. Lin Xuan has a terrible relationship with the Lin family. Why would he attend a Lin family celebration?"
"You're right."
The reporter's eyes flashed with disappointment.
Lin Chang and Jiang Shuqin's family also arrived.
The weary look on Lin Li's face had faded somewhat, restoring a bit of his former gentle, noble young master demeanor.
The eyes of the DR Cosmetics employees involuntarily drifted towards Lin Li.
"That's President Lin's brother, Lin Li, right?"
"Yes, that's him. I've followed so much gossip about him; I've got him memorized."
"Can't deny, Lin Li is quite handsome. What a shame he's a eunuch. You know? Even though his behavior isn't overt, I somehow feel he's very effeminate, suited to be a bottom."
"Yeah, I get the same feeling."
Their discussion wasn't loud, but Lin Li could still hear snippets.
His fists clenched tightly.
He was a member of the Lin family, powerful and influential. How dare these mere workers point fingers at him?
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