Chapter 268: Chapter 273 Wait for It

A long row of people at the dining table, all turned their gaze to Zhou Dongmei. If you looked closely, you could actually notice an interesting thing: there was a row of old comrades and a row of new comrades. Just like the Chu River and Han Border, clearly demarcated. Everyone sat face to face, and because of Zhou Dongmei’s words about old and new comrades, the air teemed with a tense and confrontational atmosphere.

Originally when the new comrades first joined the union, they were bullied by the old comrades. But everyone had been in the General Union for almost a year now, and if they continued to be bullied, that would be too pathetic.

We’re all from the General Union, at the same level, who is more noble than whom?

Sheng Ning watched Zhou Dongmei’s antics with a smile. In her previous life, she had never been familiar with this person. Had they not been selected together for Hope Field this time, they might never have had the chance to interact.

But now that they had interacted and someone had provoked her, she would definitely not tolerate it.

Lu Xiaoshuang, fuming, her face turning red with anger, pointed at her with a trembling finger, “How can you have such low standards?”

“I have low standards?” Zhou Dongmei turned her finger back at herself, exclaiming, “Oh my God! This newcomer is pretty good at slinging mud!”

“Hahaha…” Laughter rang out from the crowd, ripe with schadenfreude. Sheng Ning followed the sound and caught Qin Cuifen’s venomous gaze, scratching at her like a knife. Zhou Xuelian, who was sitting at Qin Cuifen’s workplace, hadn’t even managed to withdraw her smile in time.

She pursed her lips; the alarm bells in her heart rang again. Cuifen must hate her so much she couldn’t even sleep, she really couldn’t yield.

So it’s the Su Family then! She just didn’t believe she couldn’t change her fate in this life.

With her mind made up, Sheng Ning reached out and patted Lu Xiaoshuang on the shoulder, comforting her, “Captain, don’t be angry. She’s right, after all, the old comrades! They are so much older than us, we should respect our elders!”

Sheng Ning’s words made Lu Xiaoshuang snort with laughter.

Women hate it the most when someone calls them old. Zhou Dongmei’s face distorted with rage, glowering at Sheng Ning with hatred.

“Old Comrade Zhou, should I call you ‘Old Captain’?” Sheng Ning crossed her arms, and her graceful figure immediately made Zhou Dongmei seem like an ugly duckling in comparison.

Zhou Dongmei hated it! How could there be such a woman in the world? She was born to be the enemy of all women! With her around, be it performing or attracting the gaze of men, they would have no share.

“You… you just wait!” Zhou Dongmei, seething, took her bowl and returned to her seat among the old comrades.

“You’re Sheng Ning, right?” A tall woman stood up from among the old comrades, a few years older than Sheng Ning. She exuded the charm of a mature woman, her gaze like a hook, capable of making a man’s heart itch with anticipation.

She was Zheng Meilin, the captain of the first dance team, and a pillar of the Song and Dance Troupe. Lu Xiaoshuang, the captain of the third team, paled in comparison to her.

“As a newcomer, I advise you to keep a low profile. Since you call us old, you should show some respect for your elders,” Zheng Meilin said with a seductive smile.

“A lesson well received!” Sheng Ning revealed a bright, stunning smile. A competition of smiles, of presence, is it? She didn’t believe she would be inferior.

Always low-profile in her conduct, these people really thought she would be easy to bully.

“You are quite bold, and I hope it stays that way,” Zheng Meilin scoffed, a seductive fire appearing to burn in her eyes.

Her look at Sheng Ning was meaningful and differed greatly from the jealousy, sarcasm, and disdain of the other women.

Sheng Ning, whose awareness was sharp as a hair, keenly detected something unusual in it.