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Chapter 646 Meeting at the Summit, Tang Jin Family Affairs (Part 2)

Mayor Li's handshake with Tang Song lasted for a good ten seconds.

In the highly etiquette-conscious officialdom, this is almost the highest level of signaling closeness and importance.

Following closely behind were other municipal government leaders, as well as county officials Zhang Chengming, principal Liu Zengyin, and others.

"Chairman Tang! Welcome, welcome!"

"I've long heard of Rongliu Capital, but I never imagined that the chairman would be such a talented person from Jinan. He's truly the pride of our hometown!"

"Chairman Tang is a promising young man. He should definitely come back more often and offer his guidance for the development of his hometown!"

One by one, the local leaders, who were considered "big shots," stepped forward and exchanged brief pleasantries with Tang Song with utmost respect.

Tang Song, amidst all this, always wore a confident and composed smile, handling the situation with ease.

A buzzing murmur, which could no longer be suppressed, gradually arose from the crowd in the square.

Wang Zhigang, from the mining construction company, stood blankly at the edge of the crowd, his gaze shifting back and forth between Liu Qingning and Tang Song, and a layer of cold sweat instantly appeared on his back.

Feeling incredibly frightened, I was thankful that I had decisively pulled my nephew Zhou Hao away when I was at Liu Qingning's house.

If he were to say even the slightest mistake and offend this "true god," he dared not even imagine the consequences!

Zhou Hao, standing nearby, was breathing rapidly and looked pale, seemingly unable to comprehend the situation.

Not only them, but also those around who were unaware of the inside story were shocked by what they saw.

As a "celebrity" participating in the school's anniversary celebration.

They all knew very well that Mayor Li, along with his core team members, was so solemnly "welcoming" them at the anniversary celebration of a middle school in a county town.

What kind of existence would it be?

"Yazhi...this...your high school classmate...I...I'm not seeing things, am I?!"

On the outskirts of the crowd, Sun Xiaonan was so excited that she was incoherent, only able to keep grabbing Deng Yazhi's arm.

Just last night, she was still infatuated, fantasizing about getting to know this "handsome and rich programmer," and maybe even developing a relationship with him.

But the scene before me... this is hardly the work of a programmer!
Deng Yazhi pursed her dry lips, her mind still blank, and could only subconsciously murmur, "It's him..."

"He... my God... what's going on?" Sun Xiaonan was still muttering in a daze, "When the mayor and the others were introducing him, I heard... something like Chairman?"

"I do not know either…"

Deng Yazhi shook her head, staring blankly at Tang Song, who was surrounded by everyone like a star.

At twenty-six or twenty-seven, he wore a bespoke suit, with a handsome figure and outstanding demeanor.

Among a group of somewhat well-off middle-aged leaders, he stood out like a crane among chickens.

Bathed in the warm winter sun, she radiated a gentle glow, exuding a captivating air of nobility and composure reserved for the most powerful and wealthy.

She couldn't connect the person in front of her with the old classmate who had chatted and laughed with her in a casual jacket last night; she couldn't reconcile him with the boy Tang Song in her memory, who was sweating on the court in his school uniform.

But the man before me, with his sharp features and youthful vigor, seemed to have been perfectly imprinted from that long-forgotten period of his youth.

An unreal, dreamlike feeling made her feel as if she were in a fantasy.

Just then, a low, stern rebuke rang in her ear: "Deng Yazhi, what are you doing?!"

Deng Yazhi snapped out of her daze and saw Liu Jianjun, the program's executive producer, glaring at her with a livid face.

"What are you standing there daydreaming about? Did I give you a camera to play with? Hurry up and follow me!"

The host, Xie Xuan, frowned and turned around, saying, "Ya Zi, pay attention! You're an alumnus of Jingxian No. 1 High School, after all, so you have a natural advantage. Find an opportunity to come with me later and see if we can strike up a conversation with Minister Lin of the Publicity Department and try to get a short, exclusive interview later."

Deng Yazhi quickly lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Director Liu, Sister Xuan, I..."

She had indeed lost her composure just now, mainly because her old classmate Tang Song had given her such a profound shock that her mind was still buzzing.

Liu Jianjun glanced at her with displeasure, said nothing more, and turned his gaze back to Xie Xuan and the chief cameraman, his expression becoming extremely serious.

"It's quite obvious that the city is using the school anniversary celebration as an excuse to facilitate a major investment project. The fact that Mayor Li personally received them means the other party is someone of immense importance! This is the core of our reporting mission! If our program can get firsthand, exclusive, in-depth coverage, we'll be a shoo-in for the year-end awards and commendations!"

Besides their "Quancheng Observation," other official media outlets such as the Quancheng Daily and Quancheng Evening News were also present at the event, indicating that they were all in competition with each other.

Deng Yazhi stood aside, listening to her leader's instructions, and the feeling of disorientation in her heart gradually disappeared.

She took a deep breath, picked up her camera again, squeezed into the crowd, adjusted the angle, and pressed the shutter on Tang Song in the crowd.

"Click——"

The shutter clicked crisply.

The moment the photo was captured, as if sensing something, Tang Song, in the center of the crowd, actually turned his gaze towards her inconspicuous corner through the layers of shadows.

He gave her the same warm smile as last night and nodded slightly, as if to say hello.

This subtle gesture made Deng Yazhi feel flattered.

She, who is usually very outgoing in social situations, suddenly became flustered and at a loss.

Her cheeks flushed red instantly, and for a moment she didn't know whether to respond or lower her head.

Just then, the crowd stirred again.

Zhao Rui and Li Yunfan, who were originally standing to one side, finally came to stand in front of Tang Song with the introduction of the school leaders.

"Chairman Tang, hello, hello!" Zhao Rui's face, which always carried a hint of elite arrogance, was now filled with a humble and enthusiastic smile. He bowed slightly and extended both hands. "I am Zhao Rui, a graduate of the class of 14, and I currently work in the investment banking department of CICC. I have long heard of Rongliu Capital's reputation, but I never expected that the chairman would be an alumnus of our high school. It is truly an honor!"

"Chairman Tang, I am Li Yunfan from Maixiangyuan! I have long admired your name, and I hope you will take good care of me in the future!"

When the two distinguished alumni introduced themselves, Tang Song simply shook hands with them casually, nodded politely, and didn't say anything more.

However, Zhao Rui and Li Yunfan didn't seem to care at all; on the contrary, they seemed even more excited and honored.

Deng Yazhi stood not far away, staring blankly at the incredible scene before her.

Those two senior students who were previously unapproachable in her eyes actually... didn't even have the right to have an equal conversation with Tang Song.

The shock I felt was beyond words.

The crowd began to move slowly.

Principal Liu Zengyin respectfully made a "please" gesture, leading the city leaders and Tang Song and others to the VIP meeting room that had been prepared in advance.

The crowded flow of people automatically parted to both sides, making way for a passage.

The crew members immediately grabbed their equipment and prepared to follow up and capture footage.

Director Liu scolded in a low voice, "Deng Yazhi, what are you daydreaming about again!"

Without thinking twice, Deng Yazhi grabbed her camera and notebook and squeezed behind the host, Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan lowered her voice and said, "That man in the gray suit and glasses is Minister Lin. We must make sure he sees us so that if there are any interview or reporting opportunities later, they will fall to us."

Deng Yazhi nodded quickly, her gaze involuntarily turning to Tang Song who was approaching.

As they drew closer, her heart pounded faster and faster.

Just as he was passing by the group of the "Quancheng Observation" program team, he suddenly stopped.

Director Liu, Xie Xuan, and the others held their breath instantly.

However, Tang Song's gaze fell on Deng Yazhi, and he gave her an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry, Yazhi. I have some things to take care of here. I'll talk to you properly later."

"Brush! Brush! Brush!"

Almost instantly, everyone's eyes were on her—the mayor, the county officials, the principal, Liu Qingning, and all her colleagues…

Everyone's attention was focused on her.

Deng Yazhi felt a "buzz" in her brain, and all the blood rushed to her head.

"No, it's okay, you go ahead with your work."

Tang Song nodded and continued walking forward.

Liu Qingning, who was behind her, nodded to her and left with a smile.

Deng Yazhi stood there blankly, completely overwhelmed by the complex gazes around her.

Xie Xuan was the first to come over, her voice carrying a sweet intimacy for the first time, "Ya Zi, do you know this Chairman Tang...?"

Deng Yazhi: "He was my high school classmate."

"High school classmates..." Director Liu's usually stern face showed surprise and enthusiasm. "High school classmates are great! That's what you call a solid foundation of friendship!"

The crew members then seemed to wake up from their daze, but the way they looked at Deng Yazhi had completely changed.

Judging from Tang Song's behavior just now, at least his attitude towards Deng Yazhi is completely different.

As Tang Song, Mayor Li, and others completely disappeared.

A heated discussion finally broke out among the surrounding alumni.

"Was that also one of our alumni? Does anyone know him?"

"The mayor calls him Chairman Tang, or Chairman of Rongliu Capital? How can he be so young?"

"Rongliu Capital? Is it a company from our Yan Province?"

"It's not from Yan Province. I just checked, it's a top-tier private equity fund headquartered in Hong Kong. Just last month, they established a special fund of funds with a total size of up to ten billion US dollars."

"Ten billion... US dollars?!"

"My God! Our Jingxian No. 1 High School actually produced such a person?!"

A gasp of disbelief erupted from the crowd.

This number is completely beyond the comprehension of most people present.

Sun Xiaonan took out her phone and started searching for "Rongliu Capital". Then she covered her mouth tightly, patted Deng Yazhi, and kept saying "Holy crap".

Then, she shoved her phone screen right in front of Deng Yazhi.

Deng Yazhi mechanically looked down at her phone screen.

Above are headlines from top global financial media outlets.

[Kate Trust and Tang King Office jointly invest, creating a multi-billion dollar fund of funds that will reshape the Asian private equity landscape]

Confluent Capital: A New Powerhouse Emerges in Hong Kong's Financial Hub

...

Bloomberg, Reuters, The Wall Street Journal, and others.

As a seasoned journalist who has worked in the media industry for more than three years, she understands better than anyone what it means to be featured on the front page of these media outlets that stand at the top of the global information chain as "Breaking News".

She stared blankly, feeling as if she wasn't watching the news, but rather an incredibly magical blockbuster starring her old classmate.

The gasps of surprise from the crowd gradually subsided.

Guided by school staff, the crowd began to enter the main venue of the school anniversary ceremony, the school's auditorium.

Deng Yazhi followed the program crew and walked in in a daze.

As media staff, they were seated in the specially designated media area on the far left side of the venue.

The area is equipped with long lenses and tripods, providing an excellent view that allows for unobstructed photography of every detail on the podium.

As time went on, more and more people filled the auditorium.

There were retired teachers with gray hair, successful alumni in suits, and current students in neat school uniforms who were organized to attend the ceremony...

The entire venue was filled with a solemn yet enthusiastic atmosphere.

Director Liu Jianjun paced back and forth in the media area, glancing occasionally toward the VIP lounge.

In the end, he still went to Deng Yazhi's side.

The authoritative demeanor of a leader had vanished from his face, replaced by an almost ingratiating enthusiasm.

"Xiao Deng, look... you and Chairman Tang of Rongliu Capital are old classmates, such a close relationship. Could you... find an opportunity to help our program get an exclusive interview later?"

He paused for a moment, then threw out a huge lure: "If you can get this exclusive interview, I guarantee you a 'Citywide Outstanding Journalist' award in the year-end evaluation!"

Hearing this promise that had once seemed so far away, Deng Yazhi's heart skipped a beat, but she still shook her head with a wry smile: "Director Liu, I... I haven't seen him for many years, and our relationship is really not as good as you think."

Sun Xiaonan, standing next to him, showed a slight change in expression, as if she wanted to say something.

Just then, a slight commotion came from the entrance to the media area.

Lin Haisheng, deputy director of the municipal publicity department, walked straight over, accompanied by a publicity officer from the county party committee.

Director Liu immediately sprang to his feet, beaming as he went to greet Minister Lin, "Minister Lin! What brings you here in person!"

Xie Xuan and the others quickly composed themselves and excitedly greeted, "Minister Lin, hello!"

Lin Haisheng nodded slightly, his expression remaining as gentle and refined as ever.

His gaze swept past everyone else and landed directly on Deng Yazhi, who was looking uneasy and clutching her interview notebook tightly.

"Xiao Deng, is that you? Deng Yazhi?"

"Ah...yes, it's me. Hello, Minister Lin!"

Deng Yazhi's heart tightened, and she almost instinctively bent over, her voice filled with barely concealed nervousness.

As the deputy director of the municipal publicity department, Lin Haisheng is practically the "ceiling" level figure in the Jinan media system.

The Publicity Department is in charge of ideology and propaganda guidelines. All local mainstream media, including television stations, city daily newspapers, and evening newspapers, are essentially under their leadership.

Not to mention ordinary reporters, even Liu Jianjun, the deputy director of the news center, had to treat him with utmost respect.

Lin Haisheng walked up to her and said kindly, "Little Deng, don't be nervous."

He paused slightly, speaking very slowly, as if to make sure she heard every word.

"That's right. Mayor Li and Chairman Tang just finished their initial meeting. The atmosphere was very harmonious, and both sides have reached a series of important cooperation agreements. Mayor Li immediately instructed that a trustworthy media reporter be needed to participate in the subsequent internal negotiations, responsible for video recording and post-event reporting."

Lin Haisheng looked at her meaningfully, his eyes filled with a knowing certainty, "Chairman Tang personally recommended you to the mayor, hoping you can seize this opportunity."

Those few words instantly caused a stir throughout the media area.

Liu Jianjun and Xie Xuan were almost stunned on the spot, their faces filled with disbelief and ecstasy.

They never expected that at a meeting of this caliber, Deng Yazhi, a relatively unknown reporter, would become a key participant in the proceedings.

Deng Yazhi trembled slightly, her breathing became rapid, and her heart felt like it was being pounded.

She gripped the camera tightly in her hand, trying to keep her voice calm: "Minister Lin, I...I will do my best to complete the mission!"

Lin Haisheng nodded in satisfaction and politely gestured, "Let's go, come in with me."

Deng Yazhi quickly followed.

I walked through the envious and jealous gazes of the crowd, through the red-carpeted corridor, and into the door of the meeting room.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the scene before her almost made her hold her breath.

In the spacious meeting room, Mayor Li Jiping sat side by side with Tang Song, while several core leaders of the municipal government stood on either side.

On the table were exquisite tea sets and heavy folders.

The air was thick with a solemn atmosphere.

Tang Song sat there quietly, his expression calm and composed, without the slightest hint of restraint between his brows.

Liu Qingning, who was standing close to him, had also shed the naivety of a young girl in my memory. She was now dignified and exuded a powerful aura.

When Tang Song saw Deng Yazhi come in, she smiled at her, her eyes reminding her of her best friend from high school who secretly passed her answers.

Liu Qingning also gave her an encouraging and friendly smile.

Deng Yazhi quickly bent down and silently greeted them.

Then, guided by Minister Lin, we arrived at an inconspicuous spot against the wall in the negotiation area.

He nervously adjusted the camera position, then, with trembling hands, placed the recorder above his knee.

Soon, the talks returned to the main topic.

When city leaders exchanged opinions.

Tang Song began, “According to my plan, the initial size of the fund is 5 billion. Of this, the government-guided fund does not need to contribute much; a symbolic contribution of 50 million as a limited partner is sufficient. Rongliu Capital can contribute 25 billion as a cornerstone investor. For the remaining 20 billion, I will invite several domestic industrial capital firms to join through my channels.”

The director of the National Development and Reform Commission nodded hurriedly, "Yes! Chairman Tang is right! Only in this way will top external funds dare to truly follow suit!"

After a moment's thought, Li Jiping decisively stated, "The city will fully support us! Five hundred million yuan, we will immediately study the budget arrangement!"

The sounds of conversation rose and fell around the negotiation table.

Deng Yazhi was taking photos while listening.

But their attention was gradually drawn to the Tang and Song dynasties.

She watched him sit there, his expression calm and his words clear.

From the channels for capital injection to the models for industrial implementation, and even to plans for future talent development...

A grand and ambitious blueprint that could completely transform the city's destiny for the next decade.

It was clearly presented to her through his unhurried narration.

She heard about a grand idea she had never heard of before, called an "industrial ecosystem fund of funds".

Rongliu Capital will use this as leverage to gradually attract more than ten times the amount of social capital from top institutions across the country to flow into this inland city that has always been forgotten by capital.

She also heard that this huge fund would "upgrade" the existing industries in Jinan.

Help them break through technological barriers and enter Tangyi Precision's world-class supply chain system;
Inject artificial intelligence and new energy technologies into struggling traditional industrial enterprises to help them complete their intelligent transformation;
Ultimately, a complete, billion-dollar smart hardware industry chain was built on the land of Jinan, centered around the future project called "Xuanji Light Realm"...

Deng Yazhi felt a chill run down her spine.

What does a trillion-yuan-level industrial chain mean?
That means billions, even tens of billions, of yuan in annual tax revenue, enough to fundamentally alleviate Jinan's strained finances. That means tens of thousands of high-tech, high-paying jobs, enough to give countless young people like her, who have been working away from home, a reason to return and develop their careers.

That means this stagnant old industrial city will have a real chance to overtake others!
The atmosphere in the negotiation room was extremely lively.

The city government leaders had long lost their previous composure.

Their faces were flushed, their bodies leaned slightly forward, and their eyes shone with an irrepressible, burning light, like a group of desert travelers who had found an oasis.

Mayor Li Jiping was so excited that he clasped his hands together and nodded vigorously.

The results of this negotiation far exceeded their expectations.

It even far exceeded the province's highest expectations.

Deng Yazhi looked at Tang Song not far away and suddenly remembered that eighteen-year-old boy.

The person in front of the camera who said "See you at the top" and "I want to make a lot of money and get rich to give back to my hometown."

For years, she had always thought that he was just like her, just like everyone else around him.

Their edges have long been worn down by reality, and they are busy running around for a living.

Unexpectedly, that once spirited young man ultimately fulfilled his promise in a way she had never imagined, a way so dazzling it was almost unreal.

He not only caught up with the light.

He himself... became light.

In fact, she herself loves her hometown very much.

The reason I returned to Jinan TV station was that I hoped to use my pen and camera to record the changes in this city, to discover the beauty that has been overlooked, and to contribute my small share to the development of my hometown.

An indescribable feeling, a mixture of shock, joy, and pride, gradually welled up in her heart.

Soon, with the secretary's reminder, the conversation gradually subsided.

As the moment approached the official start of the school anniversary celebration, everyone stood up one after another.

"Click—" The sound of a camera taking a picture rang out.

Tang Song shook hands with Mayor Li in a friendly manner and said calmly, "Mayor, rest assured. This afternoon, a complete team from Rongliu Capital will arrive in Jinan to coordinate with the city on the specific implementation plan. There's no need to wait for the details; we will expedite the implementation of the plan."

One sentence sent a jolt through everyone present.

Li Jiping paused for a second, his voice even slightly trembling with excitement: "Great! Chairman Tang is truly decisive! I didn't expect you to be so well-prepared and so efficient! It's a great honor for Jinan to have such a proud son like you!"

The director of the Development and Reform Commission and county officials around him, including Zhang Chengming, also nodded in approval, their expressions revealing their shock.

In their usual experience, negotiations for top-tier capital to land a project take anywhere from a few months to a year and a half.

However, Tang and Song's decisive attitude completely overturned their understanding.

Tang Song paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, before he raised a hand slightly to his side and introduced, "In addition, Mayor, rest assured, Qing Ning is not only the person in charge of Qingmi AI, but also one of the core leaders of the [Xuanji Light Realm] project in the future."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone turned their attention to Liu Qingning.

A mixture of astonishment and fervor.

I had previously heard Tang Song specifically mention that he was the general manager of Qingmi AI, a subsidiary of Qingning Technology. I never expected that he would also be involved in a strategic project like Xuanji Guangjie, which can be described as a "future industry trend".

No wonder Tang and Song made no hesitation in incorporating hardware into Jinan's strategic layout in their recent plans.

Liu Qingning took a small step forward, her expression calm and composed.

In his clear and determined eyes, there gleamed a sharpness and composure far beyond his years.

"Please rest assured, leaders, this is my hometown. I will do my best to complete any future cooperative projects in Jinan."

……

At 10:00 a.m. sharp, a salute was fired.

The 50th anniversary celebration ceremony of Jingxian No.1 Middle School slowly began amidst the stirring school song.

Colorful ribbons fluttered, red carpets stretched out, and drums and music resounded in the square.

Alumni, entrepreneurs, and representatives of current faculty and students gathered together.

Warm and solemn.

"Respected leaders, distinguished guests, dear teachers and students, good morning!"

The host's full and passionate voice resonated throughout the venue via the sound system.

After a warm and enthusiastic opening speech.

The introduction session has now officially begun.

"First of all, let's give a warm round of applause to our Mayor Li Jiping for his visit and guidance to our school!"

Thunderous applause broke out from the audience instantly.

After introducing several other important leaders present.

The host paused, his voice unconsciously rising several octaves, filled with barely suppressed excitement and pride:

"Next, we would like to welcome Mr. Tang Song, an outstanding alumnus of Jingxian No. 1 High School, who is also the chairman of Rongliu Capital, a top global private equity firm, and the most important strategic partner for the future industrial upgrading of Jinan City! Let us welcome him with the warmest applause!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone present, Tang Song, from the chairman's guest area, slowly rose to his feet.

Under the spotlight, his handsome features, elegant and upright posture, and refined temperament instantly elicited screams from the students in the audience.

The applause from the audience was even more enthusiastic and longer than before, almost lifting the roof off the entire auditorium.

Then, the host introduced Liu Qingning of Qingning Technology in the same solemn tone.

Tang Song sat to one side, his eyes meeting those of the "white moonlight" who had changed out of her school uniform and into a beige business suit.

A gentle smile, enough to melt away the entire winter, rippled in Liu Qingning's usually clear and stubborn eyes.

In the familiar campus of No. 1 High School, which held all their youth;

On the stage of the highly anticipated school anniversary celebration;
That boy's vow about "meeting at the summit".

At this moment, it was perfectly fulfilled in the most romantic way.

……

Singapore, Tangyi Precision Division.

Wen Ruan stood in the spacious and bright lounge, overlooking the city landscape outside the window, which looked like an exquisite model, and the shimmering Strait of Malacca in the distance.

Her heart, however, was far from as calm as the scenery before her.

The day has finally come.

The "special advisory seat" that she had initially fought for is now a fait accompli, and she has no way to back down.

I have no choice but to bite the bullet and go ahead. I just hope that nothing out of control will happen in the meeting room later.

That despicable jerk is probably back in his hometown, all lovey-dovey with Liu Qingning right now.

Poor Zhuangzhuang, he traveled thousands of miles to Singapore to take the blame!

(＞＜)
"Squeak—" The door to the lounge opened.

A calm, serene voice came from behind: "Nervous?"

Wen Ruan quickly turned around and saw Ms. Ouyang walking gracefully towards her.

Today she wore a simple white silk jumpsuit, which made her look even more elegant and noble.

"A little." Wen Ruan's chest rose and fell slightly as she frankly admitted it.

Ouyang stepped forward and stood beside her, his gaze also fixed on the window.

He said calmly, "You don't need to be nervous. Remember, you're standing here today because Tang Song chose you. Every opinion you have represents, to some extent, his will. This is your right, and it's also your weapon. Don't feel guilty."

Wenruan's eyelids twitched, and she could only nod slightly.

The two stood in the lounge and chatted quietly for a few minutes.

The door was pushed open again, and Mo Xiangwan, dressed in a smart women's suit, walked in.

"Ms. Ouyang, gentle and kind."

"Sister Xiang Wan."

Before leaving, Mo Xiang affectionately patted Wen Ruan's arm and complimented her on her makeup and outfit.

Then, she changed the subject, her eyes full of encouragement: "Congratulations, Wenruan. Don't underestimate yourself, you're the star today."

After hearing these words, Wenruan was speechless.

Good grief, you guys are taking turns trying to brainwash me!
I'm just a "special consultant," at most just here to listen to the opinions of the big shots and then pass the information on to Tang and Song.

You want me to go and confront Director Jin head-on? I... I can't do that!
🇧🇷
After a while, the three left the lounge and took a car to the top floor of a landmark building in Marina Bay.

This is also one of the most important branches of the Don King family office.

Wen Ruan followed behind Ouyang Xian Yue, passing through a quiet corridor decorated with black walnut wood and metal lines.

The sound of footsteps was absorbed by the thick handmade carpet, leaving only the increasingly clear sound of my own heartbeat.

At the end of the corridor, two heavy frosted glass doors with no handles slid silently open to the sides as they approached.

For a split second, Wenru's breath caught in her throat.

Inside the door is a huge circular conference room of nearly 300 square meters.

There are no superfluous decorations; it is solemn and serene.

You can clearly smell the unique scent of the highest power domain in the air, a blend of premium leather, calm wood, and a faint disinfectant.

At the very center is a huge oval conference table.

The desktop was smooth as a mirror, with only the most basic simultaneous interpretation equipment and embedded information terminals.

Anne Kate leaned back lazily in her chair, talking quietly with Wu Kezhi beside her, her long golden hair dazzling under the light; on the other side, Zheng Qiudong sat upright, exchanging glances with the senior lawyer Luo Bin without making a sound.

About three meters behind them, there were second and third concentric circles of seats, which were more numerous and denser.

There were a few scattered people sitting there; they were core executives from all over the world, responsible for different business segments, from Tang Jin.

Wen Ruan even spotted several faces among them that she had only ever seen on the covers of Forbes and Fortune magazines.

“Ms. Ouyang!” “Morning, Ms. Ouyang.”

Ouyang Xian Yue remained calm, nodded slightly to them, and walked gently through the outer area.

This highly ceremonial scene made my tender heart skip a beat.

As she got closer, her heart beat faster and faster.

“Look who is here,” Anne stood up, her voice carrying a hint of American accent. “Wendy, we’ve finally met again. I’ve missed you so much.”

Hello, Annie.

Wenruan reached out her hand, but Annie stepped forward and gave her a firm hug, kissing her on the cheek.

Two pairs of large E's collided head-on, creating a turbulent scene.

Wen Ruan's lips twitched slightly; she was still somewhat unaccustomed to the other person's intimacy.

For some reason, she felt that Annie seemed less provocative and much more "docile" than before.

After all, when they first met, this arrogant young lady from a wealthy family, this foreign beauty, really gave her a great shock.

After the two interacted affectionately.

Wu Kezhi and the others also stood up to greet them.

After the pleasantries.

Wen Ruan finally found her place at the central round table, a symbol of supreme power.

Her identity was clearly printed on it in simple Chinese and English.

[Special Advisory Seat - Wendy]

At Ouyang Xian Yue's prompting, Wen Ruan slowly took her seat.

The cool touch of the leather made her involuntarily hold her breath, and the smooth, cold marble tabletop reflected her slightly nervous face.

This is the central area that symbolizes the highest power of Tangjin.

Mo Xiangwan, who had come in with them, quietly took a seat in an empty spot on the second outer ring.

There was no nameplate information at that location.

As she said before, today's meeting is at the highest level.

Gentleness is the true protagonist.

Mo Xiangwan was only allowed to join as an observer because of Tang Song's promise and Ouyang Xian Yue's strong recommendation.

Within the home office system, she has not yet been formally assigned a field or granted a specific "seat".

Of course, the clever Zhuangzhuang also saw through Ouyang Xian Yue's second purpose today.

Taking advantage of his "joining the company," he naturally pushed Mo Xiangwan, an important ally, onto the table of power.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

The main door to the conference room was pushed open again.

A steady, rhythmic sound of footsteps approached clearly from outside the door.

Everyone present turned their attention to the doorway.

Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and she stood up from her seat along with everyone else.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and sexy figure walked in first.

She wore a light-colored custom-made suit without any unnecessary embellishments, yet the finest fabric and tailoring accentuated her perfect shoulder and neck lines.

Her long, smooth brown hair was casually tied back, the roots standing up and fluffy, with wispy strands falling like wisps of smoke on both sides, outlining a stunningly beautiful face.

Her steps were unhurried, and her perfectly proportioned figure was showcased to its fullest extent in her minimalist outfit.

He exudes a calm yet powerful aura.

Following closely behind her was a core team of senior executives from major global financial centers such as New York, London, and Tokyo.

They were all dressed in suits and ties, with bright and sharp eyes.

Inside the meeting room, everyone who was already seated stood up again.

Respectful greetings of "Director Kim" and "Mira" echoed throughout the room.

Jin Meixiao simply nodded in response, without pausing her steps at all.

She walked straight to the head seat at the center of the conference table, but did not sit down immediately. Instead, she turned around and calmly swept her gaze across the entire room.

The core executives who followed her in quickly found their nameplates in the second and third rings of seats on the outer perimeter.

The entire process was quiet, efficient, and highly disciplined.

At that moment, Wenruan truly felt the unique charm of a woman with top power.

Especially in such a hierarchical and orderly power arena.

The Director Kim standing in the center was just like an absolute queen in a movie, issuing orders.

Every glance, every subtle movement, was filled with an indescribable aura.

During their private meeting at the TC Club last time, she felt that the rumored Director Kim wasn't so unattainable after all.

But this time, when the other party arrived at this hall of power as the chairman of the executive committee.

Wen Ruan finally felt the immense charisma and pressure emanating from this business legend.

Just then, Secretary Kim's gaze turned to her and met hers.

Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and she greeted him again, "Director Jin."

Secretary Kim nodded slightly.

The cool, clear voice echoed distinctly through the microphone, resonating in every corner of the conference room.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today we would like to welcome a new member to the committee."

"Starting today, Ms. Wen Ruan will serve as a special advisor to the Tang Jin Family Office. I personally look forward to her bringing more diverse and fresh perspectives from the forefront of the market to our rigorous decision-making system."

"Welcome, Gentle."

A round of enthusiastic applause filled the conference room.

Secretary Kim's gaze returned to Wen Ruan, and a beautiful smile appeared on her face.

In such an atmosphere and environment, even as a woman, Wenruan felt her heart beating wildly.

It felt like lying in the same bed with a drunk Su Yu.

So beautiful!
If Su Yu in his drunken state is a dangerous yet alluring and seductive poppy...

At this moment, Director Kim is like a towering iceberg floating on the ocean of power.

At that moment, she suddenly understood with profound clarity why Ms. Ouyang insisted on bringing her in as an ally.

(ω)！

Wait… there’s one more question…

Am I supposed to "go head-to-head" with Kim Mi-so in this kind of situation?

(End of this chapter)