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Chapter 630 Wen Ruan and Ouyang Xian Yue

November 16, 2023, Thursday, sunny.

7:30am.

The sunlight bathed the entire city in a clear golden hue.

"Vroom vroom vroom—" accompanied by a deep and pleasant engine roar.

A white Suzuki GSX250 drove out of Zhuxi residential area.

Cheng Qiuqiu, carrying a backpack, rode her motorcycle through the morning traffic.

It's already late autumn.

The temperature was only two or three degrees Celsius in the early morning, and a cold wind blew in her face, making her long hair fly backward.

Because of the continued popularity of the [HEYI STUDIO] brand clothing.

As the person in charge, Gao Mengting, a senior student, has been spending most of her time at the factory of Huashang Garment lately.

I personally oversee production progress, quality control, and supply chain optimization to ensure that orders placed during Double Eleven can be delivered on time.

She then resumed riding her motorcycle.

More than twenty minutes later.

Park your car in the designated parking area of ​​Yunxi Building.

Cheng Qiuqiu, carrying her helmet, walked towards the building entrance.

Wearing an urban windbreaker, she exudes a cool, aloof, and sophisticated aura, along with a tall and sexy figure.

She looked both cool and stylish, attracting attention wherever she went.

While waiting for the elevator, a boy mustered up the courage to strike up a conversation, but after meeting her cold and aloof gaze, he wisely backed away.

Enter the company.

At this time, there were only a handful of people in the office area of ​​Songmei Apparel.

I put my backpack down at my workstation, took off my windbreaker, turned on my computer, and started preparing for work.

The design of the express packaging has been finalized and put into use. Her next main task is to design a brand new series of posters and visual elements for the new product.

"Ring ring—" The cell phone suddenly rang.

Qiuqiu glanced down at the incoming call message, pursed her lips, and immediately silenced her phone.

After a while.

A WeChat message popped up on the computer screen.

[Mom: "I'm telling you, if you don't answer the phone, I'm buying a train ticket right now and coming to Yancheng to find you!"]

Upon seeing the message, Cheng Qiuqiu's chest heaved. She picked up her phone and quickly walked outside.

I went to a quiet little conference room and dialed my mother's number directly.

The call was quickly answered.

"What's wrong with you?! You're not answering the phone!" Li Meihua's familiar yet angry voice came through the receiver.

Qiuqiu said coldly, "I'm at work and it's inconvenient for me to answer the phone. Don't come over, I'm perfectly fine here."

"You've been refusing to let me see you, and you won't even come back. You're even moving out now. Tell me the truth, are you living with some guy outside?!"

"No way!"

"Since you graduated, you haven't come home even once. I have no idea what you're like now. Let me tell you, if you don't come back, I'm coming to find you, no questions asked!"

Cheng Qiuqiu remained silent for a long time, bit her lip, and said, "The company is very busy right now, and I also need to prepare for moving, so I can't leave. I'll go back at the end of the month."

After saying that, she hung up the phone without waiting for her mother's response.

Another reason she chose to go back was that her mother-in-law's death anniversary was approaching.

I was genuinely afraid that my impulsive mother would actually come to Yancheng.

She knows her mother's personality all too well; now, due to poor management, she has already sold the Rongcheng store.

Once we get her here, she might just settle down in Yancheng and open a shop here.

At that time, it would definitely turn my life upside down.

In the past, she could have simply left Yancheng and gone into hiding.

But now, there are too many things here that she can't let go of.

At this moment.

"Squeak—" The door to the small conference room was suddenly pushed open.

Qiuqiu was startled and quickly put her phone away and turned around.

Immediately afterwards, my heart pounded wildly.

Tang Song's figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

He wore a high-quality dark cashmere coat over a crisp white shirt, his posture upright and his eyes smiling.

Like a sudden, warm ray of light, it instantly dispelled all the gloom and restlessness in her heart.

Speaking of which, this is the first time Tang Song has come to the company since the Double Eleven shopping festival ended; we haven't seen each other for several days.

Her voice instantly became tense: "Mr. Tang... good morning..."

"Good morning, Qiuqiu." Tang Song casually closed the conference room door and stepped in. "I heard you making a phone call in there. Is everything alright?"

The meeting room was actually very well soundproofed. The reason he was able to accurately locate the other party was, of course, because of the [Dream Flower Seed].

At this moment, the seedling was trembling violently.

Clearly, Qiuqiu's emotions were far from as calm as they appeared.

Qiuqiu pursed her lips and whispered, "N-nothing, I just made a phone call home."

Tang Song shifted his gaze from the [Dream Flower Seed] to Qiu Qiu.

An admiring glint flashed in his eyes.

The designer is dressed very sexily today.

A fitted white undershirt paired with high-waisted skinny jeans perfectly showcased her curvaceous figure.

Feeling the warmth in Tang Song's gaze, Qiuqiu quickly lowered her head.

"Hold out your hand." A magnetic voice came from ahead.

Cheng Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, but still obediently extended her slightly cool hand.

The next second, Tang Song's warm palm covered hers, his fingertips gently landing on her palm.

A tingling, numb sensation, like an electric current, instantly spread throughout my body.

Immediately afterwards, she held a small, round tube with a cool, metallic feel in her hand.

Qiuqiu paused, then looked up at him in surprise, "This...this is..."

"Tom Ford lipstick." Tang Song's voice carried a gentle smile. "#16 Scarlett Red. I think this color suits you very well, so I'm giving it to you."

Qiuqiu's heart skipped a beat, and a beautiful blush rose to her face. "...Thank you."

Looking at Qiuqiu, who had gone from aloof to shy, Tang Song's lips curled up.

"You're welcome."

Then, he lowered his head and gently kissed her rosy cheek.

Qiuqiu froze on the spot, her body tensing instantly.
The Dream Flower Seed above his head stopped trembling, and the green light it emitted grew even stronger.

Seeing how effective the "treatment" was, Tang Song lowered his head again, and this time, he directly took her trembling, full lips into his mouth.

Its delightful fragrance and bouncy texture are like eating a sweet jelly.

Their scorching breaths mingled together.

Qiuqiu's eyes widened instantly, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

After a moment, Tang Song's hand slowly fell to her waist and gently kneaded it.

Qiuqiu seemed to finally come to her senses, suddenly taking a step back, her voice both urgent and soft: "I have to go to work soon, my colleagues are all coming... I... I have to go back now..."

After saying that, she lowered her head and quickly walked out of the small conference room.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.

Back at my workstation.

Qiuqiu opened her palm, looked down at the lipstick, and stared blankly into space.

It took a while.

She bit her lip and opened WeChat.

She opened a familiar WeChat chat window and left a message: "Su Yu, I have a question for you. If you found out that the guy you really like is actually a jerk, what would you do?"

"Buzzing—"

[Su Yu's April: "Oh? That sounds like an interesting story. How did you find out?"]

Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, but still vaguely recounted what Gao Junfeng had told her about Tang Song's "top-tier rich and beautiful girlfriend".

The netizen with the nickname "Su Yu's April" is the group owner she met in a Xiaohongshu fan group.

Because they were both fans of both Su Yu and "April", they became friends after a while.

We often chatted in private and surprisingly got along very well.

The other party also forced her to call her "Su Yu" based on her online name.

Qiuqiu had so much to say, but she couldn't tell the people around her.

She could only confide in this stranger online.

She didn't know whether she should tell her senior about this, and she didn't know how to face Tang Song.

After all, she herself was a traitor.

Using medical treatment as an excuse to have intimate contact with Tang Song behind the back of her senior is also immoral.

[Su Yu's April: "What's there to hesitate about? Just dump him, unless..."]

Qiuqiu cracked her knuckles and quickly typed, "Unless what?"

[Su Yu's April: "Unless this guy is an outstanding god like 'April,' let alone two-timing, even if he were piloting an aircraft carrier, I'd be willing to let him reserve a berth on it. (#hehe)"]

Qiuqiu: "Do you really think so?"

[Su Yu's April: "Of course, just being able to stay by his side and share even a little bit of his brilliance is already happiness."]

Qiuqiu was stunned by the string of "love-obsessed" comments sent by the other party.

This...this can't just be called a die-hard fan, this is downright brainless.

Even she couldn't do that.

Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief, as if the turmoil in her heart had eased considerably.

I started typing quickly and began chatting with the other person.

We talked about relationships, then about April, and then about Su Yu's new album.

Finally, the other party sent her another message that surprised her.

[Su Yu's April: "By the way, I'm going to Yancheng next month for an event. How about we meet up then? We get along so well, we're sure to become good friends."]

Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, but then agreed.

In the past, she often participated in support activities with netizens in the fan group.

Moreover, she also really wanted to meet this "soulmate" because they had very similar interests and many common topics.

Moreover, the other party knew Su Yu very well, and even said that he would give her a commemorative collector's edition of Su Yu's vinyl record.

Just then, a familiar, energetic greeting rang in my ears.

"Good morning, Qiuqiu!"

Qiuqiu turned her head and saw Yao Lingling walking towards her, also wearing the same black windbreaker.

She stopped in the empty seat next to Qiuqiu and said with a grin, "Don't forget about the day after tomorrow. I've already made an appointment with that senior to go see the apartment in the morning."

"Mm." Qiuqiu nodded.

Moving has already been put on the agenda.

Lingling knows a senior from high school who wants to sublet her apartment in Beicheng Garden. It's conveniently located near Huashang Clothing and Songmei Department Stores, and the price is very reasonable.

The thought of soon living separately from her senior classmate filled Cheng Qiuqiu with both reluctance and an indescribable sense of relief.

She lived under the same roof as her senior every day, and also secretly chatted and interacted with Tang Song.

She felt extremely guilty.

Yao Lingling waved to her and hummed a song as she returned to her workstation.

She took off her windbreaker, first making herself a warm cup of jujube and ginger tea, and then carefully tidied up the table.

I looked at the time and it was almost time.

She then happily picked up her laptop and headed towards the CEO's office.

"Knock knock knock—" "Go in."

A bright smile bloomed on Yao Lingling's face as she pushed open the door and went inside.

"Mr. Tang, morning~, I'm here to report to you!"

Tang Song looked up at the cheerful and generous junior schoolmate in front of him, who was like a little sun.

A bright smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lingling." His voice was full of praise. "I discussed it with General Manager Gao, and in view of your great contribution to the company this time, we have decided to double your commission and year-end bonus."

The success of this windbreaker goes beyond just the success of a single product; it has completely ignited the buzz and reputation of the new brand [HEYI STUDIO], bringing the company immeasurable intangible assets.

The Tang and Song dynasties naturally wanted to reward this top contributor with the greatest possible reward.

Besides, the junior school girl was his "confidante".

Looking at her senior's handsome face and sincere eyes, Yao Lingling blushed, but still said playfully, "Didn't you say that if the GMV can break 400 million, President Tang will grant me one wish? You can't go back on your word, okay?"

Tang Song chuckled, "Don't worry, these two rewards are parallel and do not affect each other."

"Okay, thank you, senior!" Lingling called out sweetly, and walked briskly to the desk.

Place your laptop on the desktop.

He began to report on his work.

It mainly concerns the recent communication with the outsourced designer team of Huashang Apparel.

Tang Song listened quietly as she finished speaking, and looking at the junior schoolmate in front of him who was already capable of handling things on her own, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

After a moment's thought, he said, "Lingling, I think our own clothing design department should be expanded. You can compile a recruitment request list, and I'll talk to HR. You'll be in charge of recruiting and managing new employees."

HEYI STUDIO is currently experiencing rapid growth, and it's time to build its own strong core design team.

"Ah?" Yao Lingling exclaimed softly, a hint of panic in her expression. "I...I'm afraid I won't do it well."

She is young after all, having graduated less than two years ago.

Today, Songmei Apparel has gained considerable fame in the industry.

The newly formed design team will inevitably need to recruit experienced and skilled designers, at least as good as the team at Huashang Apparel.

She simply lacked the confidence to manage a group of more experienced colleagues than herself.

"I believe you can definitely do it," Tang Song encouraged. "Our Lingling is a genius designer who created a multi-million dollar blockbuster product for the company all by herself. What you lack is not ability, but just a little confidence and experience. Don't be afraid, go for it, I will support you."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but glance at Lingling's back.

It has to be said that this junior high school girl's pear-shaped figure is truly a gift.

Her waist-to-hip ratio is amazing, even comparable to Annie and Wenruan.

Moreover, the slender upper body creates a stronger visual contrast with the lower body.

Feeling Tang Song's gaze, Yao Lingling blushed and whispered, "Thank you for your recognition and support, senior. I won't let you down."

Her body leaned slightly forward, and her full hips outlined an extremely alluring curve in the light.

Tang Song felt a surge of warmth in his heart. Influenced by Xiao Jing, he couldn't help but reach out and pat it.

Duang~~
A crisp, textured sound rang out in the quiet office.

A wonderfully supple and elastic touch resonates at your fingertips.

Lingling's body trembled violently, her cheeks flushed bright red, and her neck and ears were also stained red.

"Senior, what are you doing? You scared me..."

Tang Song blinked. "It's okay. There's something dirty behind you. I'll brush it off for you."

Upon hearing this, Yao Lingling burst out laughing.

Then, she boldly touched Tang Song's chest and said, "I just noticed that you have something dirty on your chest too."

Feeling the explosive power in Tang Song's muscles, Yao Lingling felt a surge of heat in her heart and quickly squeezed her legs together.

Tang Song smiled and then started chatting with the junior student about the topic of "combining AI technology with clothing design".

He is now a shareholder of Yimai Technology.

Next, we will promote in-depth cooperation between Songmei Apparel and Yimai Technology, apply the most cutting-edge technologies, and accelerate the company's development.

In addition, there is "Smart Chain Future" in Guangzhou.

This project involves more core intelligent marketing and user data analysis, which is of greater significance, so Gao Mengting needs to be personally responsible for the coordination.

However, this means that the partner will inevitably have to interact with the older sister.

That's good, it gives the partners a heads-up.

It's tough on the older sister; she'll probably have to take the blame again.

……

10 o'clock in the morning.

In the reception room of Tangyi Precision's branch office, T7 Building, No. 1 Shencheng Bay.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows is a magnificent and expansive view of the bay area.

Sunlight pierced through the thin clouds, casting shimmering waves on the calm sea, while the distant city silhouettes appeared somewhat hazy in the mist.

Inside, the air is filled with the subtle aroma of white tea and the rich scent of freshly ground coffee.

Wen Ruan sat alone on the huge leather sofa, her hands neatly placed on her knees, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the cold metal frame of her phone.

Yesterday, she received a call from Ouyang Xian Yue.

There was no detour, and she wasn't given much time to think.

We arranged to meet this morning.

The thought of meeting the legendary Ms. Ouyang made Wen Ruan's heart race uncontrollably.

In China, entrepreneurs who can create real wealth, create a large number of jobs, and drive technological innovation are the true "national pillars."

Ouyang Xian Yue is precisely such a woman who stands at the top of the pyramid.

Behind her are not only top-tier capital support, but also deep family political connections.

She rarely gives media interviews, yet enjoys a high level of public respect.

Although her life had its regrets (her husband died young), her career was booming, leading Tangyi Precision to continuous breakthroughs.

Of course, for Wen Ruan, she is not only an admirable business tycoon.

It is also one of the core nodes of the vast resource network behind the Tang and Song dynasties.

He is the real "big shot" who has intricate connections with Director Kim.

She didn't know the other party's intentions for this meeting, but her woman's intuition told her that it was probably not simple.

At this moment.

The heavy solid wood door to the reception room was pushed open silently.

Wen Ruan immediately stood up and looked toward the door.

The first person to enter was a young female secretary dressed in a smart business suit. She turned to the side and respectfully opened the door completely.

Immediately afterwards, an elegant and tall figure appeared before us.

She looked younger than her actual age, with a well-proportioned figure, wearing a tweed jacket and high-waisted wide-leg pants in the same color scheme.

There were no unnecessary decorations, and she wore no jewelry or watch on her wrist.

Yet, in every gesture, he exudes an innate air of nobility.

Her features weren't particularly striking, but they were extremely pleasing to the eye; she possessed the typical bone structure of a classical Eastern beauty.

Her long, jet-black hair was tied back with a simple hairpin, revealing her smooth, full forehead and delicate, swan-like neck.

She walked in quietly, her steps unhurried, exuding a powerful and awe-inspiring aura.

"Wenruan." A mature voice rang out, a smile appeared on her face, and her gaze was fixed on Wenruan. "I've finally met you."

"Hello, Ms. Ouyang, it's an honor to meet you."

Wen Ruan's heartbeat quickened, and she responded somewhat reservedly.

“You look even younger than in the photos.” Ouyang Xian Yue walked up to her and extended her hand.

Wen Ruan quickly grasped it, saying, "You are even more beautiful than in the media reports."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two met.

"Let's sit down and talk."

Ouyang Xian Yue sat down on the sofa opposite Wen Ruan, her legs elegantly crossed.

The secretary brought over a pot of steaming hot tea and poured it for the two of them.

Soon, the heavy door was closed again, leaving only the two of them in the large reception room.

Wenruan took a sip of tea, the tea soup was clear and sweet.

She composed herself and asked softly, "Ms. Ouyang, is there something you need from me?"

Ouyang Xian Yue smiled and cut straight to the point: "Luo Bin has already told me that you have received Tang Song's promise to officially enter the Tang Jin family office and serve as a 'special advisory seat'. Congratulations."

Thank you. I hope you can give me more guidance in the future.

“Of course.” Ouyang Xian Yue looked at her with a hint of solemnity in her eyes. “This also means that a very important role has been added to our decision-making system. This is the first time such a position has been added since the establishment of the family office.”

"Uh..." Wen Ruan let out a soft breath, feeling more and more that something was wrong.

She initially fought hard for this "position" because she was persuaded by Mo Xiangwan. She simply wanted to enter the true core circle of Tang Song and not be marginalized.

I never imagined that this seat would be so important and valuable.

Ouyang Xian Yue continued, "Next week, I'll accompany you to Singapore for a formal board meeting. It will also allow you to make a formal appearance in front of everyone."

"Thank you so much! You've gone to so much trouble, Ms. Ouyang!" Wen Ruan was flattered.

Tang Song originally intended for Luo Bin to take her to handle the procedures.

Now, it turns out that Ouyang Xian Yue himself is accompanying them.

The difference in their significance is enormous.

"You're welcome." Ouyang Xian Yue's tone became more intimate. "Now that you've joined the family office, we're family. In the future, we'll have many areas where we'll need to work closely together, and I personally look forward to working with such an outstanding woman as you."

This tactful remark stirred a surge of emotion within Wenruan.

She quickly replied, "It is my honor to learn from you. I will do my best to live up to your and Tang Song's trust."

The two discussed the itinerary.

Ouyang Xian Yue's eyes flickered, and as if it were a casual remark, she suddenly dropped a bombshell:
"By the way, besides you, Mo Xiangwan will also be joining the Singapore meeting as the head of Tangzong Entertainment."

“You are all top talents in the media field. I plan to formally propose at a meeting held at home that a multi-billion dollar pan-entertainment industry fund be established, led by the family office.”

"This fund will be specifically used to promote the overseas expansion of Tangzong Entertainment's content and to accelerate the global mergers and acquisitions and listing process of Nebula International Group."

"I will personally help you with the specific resource connections and IPO sponsorship team."

“I hope that the two of you can jointly manage this fund when the time comes.”

"This this…"

Wenruan felt a surge of heat rush to her head, and her heart was filled with turbulent waves.

Her ample E-cup breasts, encased in a silk shirt, began to heave violently, and her cheeks flushed red.

She had only recently gained momentum and hadn't even warmed her seat as a director of Nebula International Group.

Now, not only has she been added to the legendary "Tang Jin Family Office," but she's also being put in charge of a multi-billion dollar industry fund.

Furthermore, he will be meeting with a group of influential figures to discuss proposals that could determine the direction of a certain field in the world.

This shock was far more direct and more devastating than when Mo Xiangwan revealed the truth about "Tang Jin" before.

Ouyang Xian Yue took in all of her lapses in composure but did not urge her on.

After she gradually calmed down, she looked at Wenruan with deep eyes.

He said softly, "Of course, to promote such a large strategic plan, following the family's procedures, there will inevitably be some challenges."

This could trigger the risk exposure limit set by our investment committee.

Especially… our executive committee chairperson, that smiling lady.

Any asset allocation related to Ms. Su Yu has always been subject to very prudent risk considerations.

I am concerned that her team will raise reservations about the proposal at the investment committee meeting, based on the principles of asset security and diversified allocation.

At that time, I hope you can be a bit tougher, Wenruan.

Hearing this, Wenruan blinked her watery peach blossom eyes.

Her alluring face was filled with big question marks, looking completely bewildered.

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What?! You want me to... confront Kim Mi-so "toughly"?!

(End of this chapter)