Chapter 768: 389 Tolerance_3
Having heard Pan Jingjingâs explanation, everyone went wild with barrage comments â
âWhose seat did Zhao Ninghan take? Luo Ziyinâs? Theyâre pretty much equal, right? Couldnât the organizer just place them together? What poor organization!â
âZhao Ninghanâs actions arenât very decent, huh? Taking a seat in front of all these people and leaving the other person nowhere to sit? Is she just tearing their faces apart directly?â
âHahaha, sheâs not giving her any face at all, I love it!â
âZhao Ninghan is so bold, isnât she afraid of offending the organizer?â
âAm I the only one who thinks sheâs a bit brainless? Itâs obvious sheâs going to offend people. She doesnât have much to fight with Luo Ziyin, and the organizer doesnât need to offend her for Luo Ziyinâs sake. I think she took Ming Jingâs seat.â
These words woke everyone up.
âSis, wake up! Youâre courting death by taking Ming Jingâs seat. Do you still want to survive and step out of Jiangzhou?â
âHahaha, I thought it was boring at first, but itâs getting interesting now.â
Source: novgo.co
âFront row selling melon seeds, beer, and small stools...â
Most of the comments were teasing; after all, no matter how powerful the Rans are, itâs not like they would go around killing and setting fires. Moreover, according to their info, the Rans have already transformed and are no longer involved in gangster activities. They are now an industrial conglomerate group with a different management style from regular corporations. Their business is still law-abiding and they are one of Jiangzhouâs largest taxpayers. Peopleâs fear of them has been overly demonized.
Pan Jingjing joined in on the fun, turning the camera and saying, âMing Jingâs here! Look at our editor-in-chief Wen Na, sheâs running up to meet her. Ms. Ming Jing has so much face.â
Everyoneâs gaze at the scene instantly fell on Ming Jing.
âMs. Ming Jing, youâre finally here.â
Wen Naâs eyes flashed slightly, and she sighed, âWe originally arranged a seat for you in the first row, but Ninghan misunderstood... Ms. Ming Jing, this was an oversight on our part, and it caused you trouble. Iâm very sorry.â
The seat she had fought so hard for didnât matter to Ming Jing at all.
This kind of indifference felt like a slap on Zhao Ninghanâs face, making her cheeks burn.
Zhou Zhengru curled her lips; such a broad-minded girl could use her steadiness to adapt to any changes and win any battle.
Just by looking at Zhao Ninghanâs enraged appearance, one could see the magical power of this method.
Only those who truly possess status donât care about a mere seat, while those who lack it cling to it like a lifesaving straw.
Ming Xin excitedly wrapped her arm around Ming Jingâs: âJunior, this is great, we can sit together now.â
As a newcomer, Ming Xin was seated beside Zhao Ninghan, which showed the organizersâ respect for both Ming Jing and Yu Dawei.
Ming Jing smiled faintly: âSenior.â
The affectionate scene between the sisters was captured by the camera.
Meanwhile, in Pan Jingjingâs live-streaming room, people were cursing up a storm.
As magnanimous as Ming Jing was, it highlighted how petty and narrow-minded Zhao Ninghan was in contrast. Her past image was shattered, and foul words filled the air.
Even her own fans couldnât praise her with a clear conscience.
This time, she went too far.
People could somewhat understand her stealing Luo Ziyinâs seat or even Ming Jingâs, but now that Ming Jing had let it go, the public couldnât let it go.
Ming Jingâs tolerance was like a sharp sword that pierced Zhao Ninghanâs heart.
All the filthiness and dirtiness were laid bare in front of the spotless beauty and had nowhere to hide.