Chapter 991: Chapter 991: You Only Have Three Minutes Left Chapter 991: Chapter 991: You Only Have Three Minutes Left Hanks Dina was suddenly stopped in her tracks, and her initial reaction was one of bewilderment, which quickly turned into a dark expression. Those sharp lake-blue eyes, already intense in photographs, now glared at her even more piercingly in real life, “How did you find out about my itinerary? This is my private schedule, and I haven’t announced it publicly.”

The man beside her evidently became tense. Rong Yan, staring directly into her intense eyes, said in a relaxed tone, “It seems quite easy to look up someone’s schedule as long as the price is right. Even the president’s itinerary is accessible with enough money.”

Hanks Dina’s gaze grew colder, and she dismissively said, “Too bad, no matter how much money you offer, I’m not interested in talking to you!”

She turned to her interpreter, “Let’s go!”

The interpreter did not expect Rong Yan to speak to the great director with such an attitude, thinking Estelle had gone through significant trouble to get here and would be thoroughly prepared. How can their artists be so rigid? Shouldn’t they be cautiously polite when asking for something?

Even if she wanted to keep his identity undisclosed, was there really a need to mention that one could access the president’s schedule with enough money?

Those who knew understood that she had painstakingly sought him out for a favor; those who didn’t might think she was looking for trouble.

The interpreter, torn as to whether he should follow or take a risk and pull his friend’s wife’s artist out of trouble.

Just then, Rong Yan’s audacious voice rang out again, “Ms. Dina, I remember you said that anyone who can find you during your private time, you’re willing to give them ten minutes to show what they can. No matter what they want to show you, you’re willing to spend those ten minutes.”

The woman, who was striding ahead, stopped in her tracks and turned her head with a half-smile, “You know me well?”

“No. I only know about you from the reports. Such a talented person as you probably doesn’t even understand yourself completely, let alone me presuming to understand.”

The middle-aged woman again curled her lips in mockery, “But your actions and words are conveying to me a message–that you think you understand me well.”

Rong Yan blinked but neither admitted nor denied, “Really?”

Hanks Dina didn’t know where she found the patience but responded, “Yes. Your eyes betray your heart! You want to draw my attention. You want me to stop for you. Unfortunately, I’m not interested! I despise presumptuous people, and you clearly fall into that category.”

Rong Yan shrugged his shoulders, not at all flustered by having his scheme seen through, “But I like such people, they at least show confidence. And it’s by this confidence that I’ve successfully caught your attention. Confidence is most important for a person, as it determines the height of one’s achievements. Isn’t this what Ms. Dina has said? Don’t you also always adhere to this, never caring about public opinion?”

Hacks Dina indeed hadn’t expected Rong Yan to have studied her so thoroughly, even able to repeat her words exactly! Her lake-blue eyes finally took a proper look at Rong Yan, her lips thin with sarcasm, “Who said I don’t care? If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have reached where I am today. You think you understand me, but it’s just your assumption! You’ve already wasted seven minutes, you only have three minutes left to continue your parroting.”