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Chapter 564 The Perverse Pleasures of the Tang and Song Dynasties
A quiet tennis court rest area.

The beeping sound of the call ending had not yet faded.

Wenruan held the phone, her fingers trembling slightly.

The sound of a heartbeat lingered in my ears.

Mo Xiangwan's invitation, Ouyang Xian Yue's appreciation, a seat in the Tang Jin family office...

These pieces of information, like a tangled mess, intertwined and collided in her mind.

Deep inside, unease and trepidation intertwined, yet mixed with an irrepressible excitement.

She realized that she was standing at a crucial crossroads.

Ouyang Xian Yue certainly wouldn't call her casually; her purpose was obvious—that "special consultation seat."

As a business legend, every word she utters carries profound meaning, and every action she takes paves the way for a larger strategic plan.

Wen Ruan is a smart person with excellent IQ and EQ, and has worked hard in the workplace for many years.

Although she appeared very open-minded and indifferent, she was actually very clear-headed.

The Tang and Song dynasties, and the vast and secretive wealth empire behind them, were far more complex than they appeared on the surface.

It is also a complex interest group; where there are interests, there will be struggles.

With her current status, she simply doesn't have a place in it.

No matter how big Nebula International Group is, it is still just an advertising and marketing group with a valuation of less than 10 billion.

Even with the support of Qinglime Technology and the rapid development of AI, future growth potential remains limited.

If the "international expansion strategy" proposed by Director Jin is implemented, it will inevitably lead to irreconcilable conflicts with Su Yu and Mo Xiangwan.

Faced with Director Kim's assertiveness, she didn't even have the confidence to refuse.

These days, she's been struggling with what to do.

Now, the sudden news about the Tang Jin family office seems to have opened a whole new door for her.

Only by understanding Director Kim and those people well enough can one make the right choice.

Tangjin is such a platform.

"Sister Wenruan? Are you alright?" Yao Lingling's clear voice came from the side, interrupting her thoughts.

Wen Ruan snapped back to reality, looked up, and waved her hand with a smile, "It's nothing, I just got a phone call and got a little distracted. Come on, play another game with your sister!"

"Hehe, okay!" Yao Lingling immediately broke into a big smile and swung her racket energetically. "This time I'll definitely give it my all!"

"Pop!" "Pap!" "Pap!"

The rhythmic sound of slapping echoed across the tennis court.

Sweat slightly dampened her sportswear, instantly diluting some of her warm and complex emotions.

Looking at the vibrant Lingling across from me, I felt a pang of emotion.

At first, she really just wanted to have a normal and sweet relationship.

Who would have thought it would come to this?
...

As 5 p.m. approached, dusk enveloped the entire Yunhui Sports Club.

The two packed up their rackets and belongings and left the court.

After taking a quick hot shower and changing back into my everyday clothes in the locker room, I chatted as I walked toward the parking lot.

Wearing a hooded sweatshirt, Yao Lingling chatted and laughed, skipping and jumping around.

Still immersed in the exciting fight between the two.

A cool autumn breeze swept by, carrying the fragrance of sycamore leaves.

With a "beep," the headlights flashed, and an Audi RS6 with a black warrior paint job awoke like a beast.

The gentle footsteps stopped in front of the car.

A generous and carefree smile spread across his lips as he waved to Yao Lingling, "Get in the car, I'll take you out for a big meal!"

Yao Lingling paused slightly, her gaze involuntarily drawn to the gentle warmth before her.

She wore a sleek black windbreaker over a white turtleneck sweater, paired with fitted dark blue jeans and work boots.

He had a shoulder bag slung over his shoulder.

Her slightly wavy, dark brown hair was casually tied up, with a few stray strands hanging down beside her ears, and the flush from exercising had not yet faded.

He appeared both relaxed and full of energy.

Casual yet not careless, with a strong yet feminine grace.

Add to that the Audi RS6 in the background, exuding a fighting spirit.

This scene perfectly embodies the key inspiration she has long envisioned:
"Urban adventure", "female empowerment", "minimalist freedom", "windbreaker".

It was like some kind of predestined symbol, struck in an instant.

"Sister Wenruan! Wait a minute!" Yao Lingling suddenly called out to her, her voice trembling with excitement.

As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled out her phone and snapped a picture with a "click."

Seeing what she did, Wen Ruan teased, "Lingling, you don't actually have feelings for me, do you?"

"No! No!" Yao Lingling shook her head like a rattle-drum. "I think Wen Ruan's current image perfectly matches the outfit I'm designing. It's exactly what I want to express! It's really... so cool!"

She has recently been designing the first flagship garment for "HEYI STUDIO"—the urban windbreaker series.

The design drafts were revised again and again, but I always felt that something was missing – its "soul".

That scene just now gave her the most crucial inspiration, making up for everything.

“I always felt that my three versions were missing something,” Yao Lingling said, gesturing as she spoke, her eyes shining brightly. “It’s not a problem with the shape, it’s about the spirit, it’s about the feeling! Today it finally matches up!”

As she spoke, she excitedly rushed forward, wrapped her arms around Wenruan tightly, and kissed her on the cheek.

"Thank you, Wenruan-jie! Love you! Mua~"

Sensing her enthusiasm, Wenruan chuckled and ruffled her hair, "Then you'd better work hard and give me a finished product when the time comes."

"I guarantee I'll make you a complete set! All the colors will be included."

Wenruan's eyes darted around, and she suddenly raised her phone. "We haven't taken a photo together yet, have we? Let's take one."

"Okay, okay!"

They stood very close, and Wenruan naturally pulled her into her arms, lowered her head and gently kissed her on the cheek, her smile both charming and dignified.

"mua~" "Snap!"

And so, a photo that was both intimate and visually striking was born.

After getting into the car, Yao Lingling frantically jotted down her design inspiration in the passenger seat while grinning, her eyes narrowing into crescent moons.

Wen Ruan leaned back in the driver's seat, opened Tang Song's chat window, and sent the photo.

The comment read: "I just finished a game with your junior from elementary school. I have to say, her lower body is very stable, and her power is also quite strong, but I always managed to dictate the rhythm. In the end, I lost the whole game, and I'm completely convinced. It's a pity that you, my 'coach,' weren't here, otherwise we could have played together. After all, your hands, which can control the ball steadily and find gaps accurately, are really strong. Add to that your insane stamina, and maybe even if we teamed up, we wouldn't be able to beat you."

Finally, she added a blushing emoji, its meaning ambiguous yet lingering.

"Buzzing—"

Tang Song: "Great! Next time, let's play a three-person game. You guys set the rules, and I'll stick to the bottom line."

Wenruan: "Then... shall we have a sparring session tonight? And while we're at it, let's discuss the rules and bottom lines?"

Tang Song: "(-) Zhuangzhuang player! Remember to change into your jersey beforehand, I don't like playing practice matches."

Wenruan replied with a playful emoji, snapped her fingers, and shouted to the passenger seat, "Hold on tight, I'm about to drive!"

"Rumble--"

A black Audi RS6 sped down the street at dusk.

A refreshing evening breeze blew in through the half-open car window, ruffling her hair and bringing a lazy, alluring smile to her soft lips.

She knew quite a few women from the Tang and Song dynasties: Liu Qingning, Lin Muxue, Tian Jing, Xu Qing…

If she can win this seat, it will mean that she has surpassed them in some sense.

She is a normal person, and naturally she also has a selfish and competitive side.

Moreover, who could truly remain unmoved by the immense and suffocating wealth and power of the Tang Jin family office?
……

At 8 p.m., the night was as dark as ink.

The townhouses of Shengyuan Jiajing were enveloped in a tranquil glow of lights.

Tang Song walked slowly toward Villa No. 6, Luo Bin's analysis still echoing in his mind.

The importance of the Don King family office is undeniable, and that special advisory seat is crucial to him.

However, there are very few suitable candidates.

They are either people like Shangguan Qiuyue, Qin Yingxue, or Mo Xiangwan, who already know the inside story and have had dealings with the family business;
Either someone who understands his situation and has certain abilities.

However, if someone like Shangguan or Mo Xiangwan is chosen, it will undoubtedly favor one side and exacerbate the conflict.

However, there weren't many truly suitable candidates around Tang and Song.

If we consider individual abilities, Wen Ruan, Liu Qingning, and Xie Shuyu are all options.

Among them, soft and gentle should be the most suitable.

The other two didn't know enough about him.

However, he felt a little guilty that his older sister had taken too much blame.

Just then, Wenruan took the initiative to arrange a ball game in the afternoon, and he planned to subtly probe her when she was in high spirits.

If all else fails, we'll find another candidate.

Push open the villa gate.

Tang Song changed his shoes and went upstairs. He walked all the way to the master bedroom, only to find the room empty.

The bed was neatly made, the curtains were slightly moved, but the soft, gentle figure was nowhere to be seen.

"Zhuangzhuang!" Tang Song called out, but received no response.

He frowned slightly, took out his phone, and dialed Wenruan's number. "Hey? Ruanruan, where did you go?"

The familiar and alluring voice came through the receiver, slightly hoarse, with a hint of nasality and a deliberately lowered languidness:

"Didn't you say you wanted to 'play ball'? I'm at the court, just find the spot yourself..."

In just a few short sentences, her tone was charming, yet her manner was incredibly playful.

Tang Song's fatigue vanished instantly, and he felt refreshed.

She knew her older sister was going to play some romantic games with her again.

"Hmph, you just wait!"

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song wandered around the villa.

Basement, guest rooms, laundry room, toilets, wardrobes, media room...

Finally, when he pushed open the door to the multi-functional room on the third floor, a familiar fragrance wafted out.

Tang Song's eyes lit up, and he quickly walked inside.

This place has been transformed into a warm and inviting studio, fully equipped with all kinds of office equipment.

In the far corner of the room, on a custom-made upholstered bed, Wenruan was kneeling lazily.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, exuding a sense of casualness and wildness.

She wore a white sleeveless tank top in collaboration with the NBA, which was close-fitting but not too tight, with the logo on the chest rising and falling slightly with her breath; on the bottom, she wore navy blue athletic shorts, which outlined her firm and full curves.

She looked like an NBA player waiting for the game to start, exuding a sexy yet unrestrained beauty.

Tang Song's breathing became rapid and intense, and his eyes turned red.

Wow! Zhuangzhuang! You really know how to play basketball!
Noticing his burning gaze, Wenruan slowly stood up, her bare feet stepping lightly onto the carpet, her steps carrying a provocative rhythm.

She tilted her head slightly, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, revealing her slender neck, her eyes gazing into the distance, exuding the composure and charm of a mature woman.

Tang Song swallowed hard, pulled her into his arms, buried his head in her neck, and inhaled the faint fragrance of her hair.

She said with a gentle and charming voice, "Speaking of tennis, the most important thing is finding the landing point of the ball. I wonder if you can cover two different landing points at the same time? Don't end up losing because you can't handle one and have to admit defeat on your knees~"

"boom--"

Tang Song was completely ignited by her words, his blood seemed to boil inside him.

The temperature in the room continued to rise.

The older sister has a whole repertoire of trash talk.

The night was dark and the wind was shut out of the window.

In a hazy state, I heard a soft, mature female voice whisper in my ear: "Honey, I heard Mr. Mo mention the Tang Jin family office today..."

"I'd heard about it many times before, that it was mysterious and powerful, but I never imagined... it would be related to you."

"Husband, you're too..."

The soft voice continued, languid and seductive, yet tinged with admiration, reverence, and boastfulness.

The emotional value is directly filled up.

Tang Song lifted her head from her embrace, looked at the older sister above her, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Is this older sister going to... take the blame?!

That's so thoughtful!

Finally, after Wenruan agreed to a series of excessive demands.

Tang Song agreed and let her older sister give it a try.

October 23, 2023, Monday, sunny.

8:40 am.

Rongliu Investment, Building A, Yan Province Financial Center.

"Good morning, Shirley."

"Morning, Emily."

...

The delicate stilettos clicked on the marble floor.

Shen Yuyan carried a bag, her long hair was slightly wavy, and she had a confident smile on her face. She exuded an elegant yet slightly sharp aura.

Soon, the familiar office environment, which I hadn't seen for a week, came into view.
Glass partitions, open-plan spaces, metal nameplates for assistants…

She smiled slightly and stepped inside.

I haven't been to the company for over a week, but it's still as clean and tidy as ever, with files neatly organized and computer desktops spotless.

After tidying up my things, I went to the water bar area.

While greeting her colleagues, she skillfully made herself a cup of coffee.

After chatting for a while, we returned to the office area.

As Shen Yuyan sipped her coffee, she admired the vibrant city below, her spirits gradually returning to normal.

I turned on my computer and started working.

Checking emails, organizing schedules, filtering important information, following up on due diligence materials...

This fulfilling and energetic work rhythm made every cell in her body feel excited.

It took a while.

The door to the nearby CEO's office clicked open, followed by the sounds of the door being pushed open and footsteps.

Shen Yuyan, who was flipping through the meeting minutes of Yimai Technology's B+ round of financing, suddenly looked up with a bright smile on her face.

Coming!

She immediately got up, tidied her hair and clothes, and made sure that every detail was impeccable.

After waiting for a while.

I picked up the materials I had prepared and walked quickly to the office door.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Come in," a deep, gentle voice came from inside.

Shen Yuyan pushed open the door and entered. Tang Song was standing behind the desk, his posture upright and his eyes clear.

The moment their eyes met, her heart skipped a beat, but she remained composed.

Good morning, Mr. Tang.

"Good morning, Shirley." Tang Song glanced at the documents in her arms and smiled warmly. "I saw your email. The due diligence this time was done very well."

He was indeed very satisfied with his work.

Shen Xiaohua is extremely efficient. This time, she assisted with the due diligence, following up and pushing the process at a high intensity throughout. She reported to him at every stage, and her logic was clear and her data was detailed.

Even if Tang Song was not in Hangzhou, he could still grasp the overall situation through her reports.

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Tang." Shen Yuyan's voice was gentle and her tone was mild, and she held the folder in her hands perfectly straight.

"Let's sit down and talk," Tang Song said, gesturing to the sofa area.

Shen Yuyan smiled sweetly and said in a firm yet affectionate tone, "It's alright, I'll stand next to you and report, it will be clearer for me."

The words fell.

She walked straight to Tang Song's side, placed the documents in her hand on the solid wood table in front of him, her movements swift and elegant.

Then, she took the opportunity to stand half a step behind him, leaned down slightly, and got very close.

A fresh and delicate perfume scent gradually filled the air.

She specially chose the Jo Malone English Pear Freesia for today; it is gentle and elegant, understated yet highly recognizable.

A few strands of slightly curled hair fell as she lowered her head, gently brushing against the back of Tang Song's hand, bringing a subtle, almost imperceptible touch.

Tang Song paused slightly, glanced at her, and smiled.

This is one of the reasons why he hired the other person as his assistant.

This cunning and shrewd campus beauty is actually very sensible.

Shen Yuyan opened the document and began explaining, gently tracing key paragraphs with her fingertips.

From "financial health assessment" to "future financial forecasting," from "compliance risk list" to "industry competitiveness analysis"...

Her voice was gentle, and her pace was moderate, as if she were telling a vivid story rather than delivering a dry due diligence report.

Because she was reporting from the side, she would occasionally lean slightly closer.

The soft outline of her chest occasionally brushed against his arm, carrying a hint of "accidental" ambiguity, yet not deliberate.

Her presence, carrying a faint warmth, quietly seeped in.

Tang Song listened attentively, but his gaze kept being drawn to her profile.

Noticing his reaction, Shen Yuyan did not panic; instead, she became even more composed.

She knew exactly what she was doing, and she knew when to stop and when to continue.

Men like Tang Song are never short of beautiful and outstanding women around them.

She must find her own "irreplaceability".

If you only know how to "force it" blindly, you will only be seen as a frivolous person who is not worth mentioning in his eyes.

What she had to do was to launch an elegant attack, a gentle invasion, and subtly close the distance.

Create a sense of tension, a feeling of being both close and distant.

Like the aroma wafting from the rim of a warm porcelain cup, it's intoxicating even before you actually taste it.

Time slipped away quietly during the presentation.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

"Boom boom boom——"

There was a gentle knock on the office door.

Shen Yuyan subconsciously straightened up slightly, a very small movement, but it subtly widened the distance between her and Tang Song.

Then, the door was pushed open.

Lin Muxue walked in carrying a steaming cup of coffee.

She wore a well-tailored beige suit skirt and walked with graceful steps. Her gaze paused when it fell on Shen Yuyan.

"Mr. Tang, your coffee."

"Thank you."

Lin Muxue placed the coffee on the desk with extremely elegant movements.

Then, looking at Shen Yuyan, she said gently, "Shirley, would you like me to get you a chair? You've been standing in high heels for so long, you must be tired."

Shen Yuyan smiled and shook her head, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Luna, but I just wanted to stretch my muscles. Standing while giving a report helps me concentrate better and stay focused. After all, we are President Tang's assistants, and we can't slack off at work."

Lin Muxue's eyes sharpened. "It's good to be more focused, but don't push yourself too hard. After all, it's your own feet. It's not worth it to develop fasciitis or varicose veins in your legs. If it interferes with your work, it's not worth it."

"It's not that bad. Our company offers such good benefits, including extra medical insurance and reimbursement for rehabilitation programs."

"Shirley is very thoughtful." Lin Muxue glanced coldly at Shen Yuyan. "President Tang, then I won't disturb your work any longer. Please call me anytime if you need anything."

"Okay, sure." Tang Song nodded, watching Xiaoxue walk away like a model, then glanced at Shen Yuyan beside him without making a sound, finding it particularly interesting.

He had experienced this kind of workplace confrontation before.

However, the fact that both of them are elegant and sexy urban women, and both are his assistants, makes it a bit like a "battlefield".

Immediately afterwards, the hair fell down again.

Shen Yuyan said softly, "President Tang, there's something else I'd like to report to you."

"Hmm?" Tang Song turned his head and looked at her with interest.

Her eyes, however, were clear and firm. "I would like to request a short business trip to the Hong Kong headquarters."

As a newly appointed assistant, although I am basically familiar with the organizational structure of headquarters, it is all based on documents and reports.

I have never had face-to-face contact with the actual senior management team.

More importantly, you are now based in Yancheng, and many matters are coordinated by you personally.

As your special assistant at Rongliu, I not only need to keep up with your pace, but also get into the swing of things as soon as possible and become familiar with the company's overall resources and structure.

This will facilitate subsequent cooperation and help us better complete your task.

Tang Song was slightly taken aback upon hearing her request.

What a coincidence.

He had just decided to go to the Hong Kong headquarters to handle some business when Shen Yuyan volunteered.

However, upon closer reflection, it was somewhat expected.

Who is Shen Xiaohua? She is not Xiaoxue. After seeing the scale of Rongliu Capital, her ambition and drive will never be satisfied with the current administrative work.

Moreover, she carries the burden of "old grudges" and "hatred," making her extremely driven.

But that's also a good thing.

Xiaoxue is his personal assistant whom he has trained. She is more inclined to handle personal affairs. In the future, Tangjin Manor and private jet will be managed by her.

The reason for recruiting Shen Yuyan is to find someone who can take the lead in the workplace.

So far, her performance has been outstanding.

During his trip to Hong Kong, in addition to receiving the private jet, he also had to handle the upcoming multi-billion dollar capital injection process for Rongliu.

Bringing Shen Yuyan along would not only help with the tasks, but also allow her to familiarize herself with the structure of the place, paving the way for future work.

He nodded slightly. "When do you plan to leave?"

Shen Yuyan's face lit up, and she said in a soft but firm voice, "It depends on your arrangements, Mr. Tang. If you don't have any new tasks in the next few days, I plan to leave this Wednesday."

While it does take time to apply for a Mainland Travel Permit for Hong Kong and Macao and its endorsement, as an assistant-level senior executive at Rongliu Capital, she signed the application materials for the ABTC (APEC Business Travel Card), the permit, and the business endorsement (S visa) when she joined the company.

She had already asked HR in advance, and the process could be completed today.

Business class airfare fully reimbursed, visa-free entry to Hong Kong, with a stay of up to 60 days per visit.

Everything is ready; all that's missing is the imperial pronouncement from the Tang and Song dynasties.

After considering for a moment, Tang Song said calmly, "Okay, you can go over there first and familiarize yourself with the operation of headquarters. I'll probably go to Hong Kong on Friday or Saturday as well."

"Mr. Tang, you're going too? That's wonderful! I'll make sure to arrange the reception process in advance to ensure everything goes smoothly on your end."

Shen Yuyan's lips curled up slightly, and a smile spread across her eyes, which she couldn't suppress as her thoughts raced.

Going to headquarters alone is certainly a good opportunity to make an appearance.

But if you can accompany the chairman, it's not just an appearance, but a real "debut".

With Tang Song's endorsement, her efficiency in advancing her work at the Hong Kong headquarters will increase dramatically.

She could even take the opportunity to introduce her high school classmate Bai Menglin to Tang Song, and use the opportunity to recruit her into Rongliu Capital to become her eyes and ears in Hong Kong.

She had been figuring out how to subtly bring up the topic and lay the groundwork for her recommendation, but now everything was going smoothly.

It's as if they have everything under control – the right time, the right place, and the right people.

Haha, this is truly a stroke of luck!
Just as she was about to press her advantage and say something more.

Tang Song suddenly spoke up again: "By the way, Shirley, why don't you go on this business trip with Luna? As the company's assistant, she's never been to headquarters before, so this is a good opportunity for her."

"Uh..." Shen Yuyan's lips twitched, and she almost lost control of her expression.

She originally intended to use this trip to Hong Kong to escape Lin Muxue's shadow and establish her own influence at headquarters.

And now, the other party has also been arranged to travel with us?
This is... a terrible thing!
"Okay." She used almost all her composure to say those two words in a soft and even tone.

Watching this scene, Tang Song chuckled inwardly, finding it particularly amusing.

Sending Xiaoxue to Hong Kong was part of his original plan.

On one hand, there are matters concerning the handover of the private jet.

The Bombardier Global 7500 has completed the registration and ferry process. The next steps, such as usage rights, pilot allocation, and route arrangements, all require a trustworthy person to assist in the follow-up, and Xiaoxue is the perfect candidate.

On the other hand, there is the capital operation layout after the injection of tens of billions of yuan.

Rongliu Capital is about to launch a series of acquisitions to further expand its investment ecosystem and enhance its influence in the international market.

As his chief assistant, Lin Muxue naturally had to get involved.

In fact, both Lin Muxue and Shen Yuyan were the triggerers of the [Whispers of Humanity] instance, and both became his assistants one after another.

They have different personalities and styles, yet they share some subtle similarities.

Putting them together always creates some unexpected sparks.

Then, Tang Song seemed to remember something else.

She looked up, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Shirley, our company offers housing subsidies for management staff. You can apply for a suite in Lanfeng International Apartments. The place you and Qingqing are currently living in, Beicheng Garden, is not quite right, and it's also quite far from the company. How about... you move there?"

(End of this chapter)