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Chapter 661 Xiaojing's Strategy: Designer and Female CEO
Tina gracefully took her leave, her footsteps disappearing at the end of the thick carpet.

The atmosphere in the large tea room became subtle.

Ouyang Xian Yue raised her hand and gestured with her eyes for Lin Muxue and Xiao Jing to sit down opposite her.

Then, he personally picked up the antique Ru kiln teapot, and with a light twist of his wrist, poured the amber-colored tea soup, as fine as silk threads, precisely into the two empty aroma cups.

The movements were fluid and graceful, full of a pleasing rhythm.

It's not a performance, but rather an innate refinement and poise.

Xiaoxue and Xiaojing exchanged a glance before carefully sitting down.

"Thank you, Ms. Ouyang." (*2)

Lin Muxue's voice was very soft, but her heart was pounding like a drum.

This was the first time she had met the legendary "Queen of Precision," Ouyang Xian Yue.

This name, which only existed on the front page of financial news and in top forums, was far more beautiful and had a greater presence than she had imagined.

Unlike Tina's rigid and refined European aristocratic style.

The Ms. Ouyang before me possesses a unique charm that perfectly blends the elegance and modern sophistication characteristic of China's top aristocratic families.

Although both are prominent figures, she is different from Director Kim, who is sharp-tongued and has a suffocating sense of oppression.

Like an unfathomable ancient pool, calm and undisturbed, mature and dignified.

Considering the other party's identity, it's hard not to feel awe towards Xiaoxue, the former fake socialite.

"There's no need to be so formal." Ouyang Xian Yue looked at the two of them, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and a friendly smile appeared on her face. "I don't think I look that scary, do I?"

Her gentle yet self-deprecating remark instantly eased the tense atmosphere.

Xiao Jing's eyes sparkled, and she immediately broke the ice with a sweet smile, saying, "Ms. Ouyang, thank you for the birthday gift you gave me last time. I really didn't expect to see you here again, I'm so happy!"

"A birthday gift is a token of my affection; I'm glad you like it." Ouyang Xian Yue lightly tapped the teacup with her fingertips, her tone as gentle as the tea itself.

Xiao Jing picked up her teacup, using the rising steam to conceal the fluctuations in her eyes, but her gaze lingered on Ouyang Xian Yue.

During her training at Smile Holdings, she unexpectedly encountered this legendary "Queen of Precision" at the elevator entrance of the headquarters building.

At the time, she was just being polite as a junior and subconsciously bowed to greet him, but she didn't expect that the other party would respond to her so gently.

He even went so far as to accept her somewhat abrupt invitation for a photo together, which was extremely unusual for him.

At the time, she simply assumed it was because her "cuteness buff" was working and she was incredibly lucky.

Looking back now, what luck was there to speak of?
It was clearly a golden pass certified by the Tang and Song emperors, shining brightly above her head.

After the birthday party, she has summarized and organized all the information she currently has, and is now clearer about everything she has to face.

It is widely rumored that the "Tang Jin Family Office" was jointly established by Ouyang Xianyue of Tangyi Precision and Jin Meixiao of Smile Holdings.

One possesses unfathomable political, business, technological, and industrial resources within China, while the other controls influential international financial capital overseas.

Together, they built an unparalleled, invisible conglomerate that spans East and West, connects primary and secondary markets, and penetrates every capillary of technology and finance.

It can leverage national-level strategic projects and incubate the next trillion-dollar unicorn.

It can inject capital into dying companies to "bring them back to life" and pave the way for cutting-edge technologies to "reach the top of the world".

So this elegant and noble queen, and her enormous Tang Yi precision equipment, are probably just a pawn of Lord Tang Song?

Looking at the beautiful "widow" opposite her, Xiao Jing's imagination ran wild.

As expected... Lord Tang Song was the real mastermind and the final boss hiding behind everything.

The more she thought about it, the more excited she became; her heart raced and her fingertips trembled slightly.

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She was growing to like Lord Tang Song more and more; the worse and darker he was, the better!
That would better fit the image of the omnipotent "demon king" in her mind.

at this time.

Ouyang Xian Yue raised her teacup. "This tea is this year's pre-Qingming Lion Peak Longjing. Please have a taste."

Lin Muxue quickly picked up her cup, took a small sip, her brain racing but unable to find a single professional term, and could only say dryly, "Very...very fragrant, very mellow."

Inner monologue: Help! How does this taste different from the Lipton black tea I brew?
Xiao Jing closed her eyes and savored it carefully, turning it lightly on her tongue. She said earnestly, "The soup is clear and bright, with a high and lasting aroma, a sweet and refreshing taste, and a lingering sweetness that makes your mouth water. It is indeed top-grade Longjing tea, harvested from the core production area, and the craftsmanship is impeccable."

Ouyang Xian Yue's eyes brightened slightly, and she nodded approvingly. "The art of tea emphasizes 'tranquility, tranquility, harmony, and authenticity.' The water temperature, the amount of tea leaves, the pouring technique, and the steeping time—a slight difference can lead to a huge error. Brewing tea is actually just like running a business; it requires patience, focus, and meticulous attention to detail."

I think that Director Jin's choice of "Jingyi" as the name of your asset management company also reflects this consideration.

"I've learned a lot," Xiaojing replied respectfully. "You are so knowledgeable about tea ceremony. I will definitely learn more from you in the future."

Ouyang Xian Yue smiled slightly, her gaze falling on Xiao Jing's face, and said meaningfully, "To be honest, I admire you very much and have been paying attention to you. So, I personally feel very sorry about your departure from Tangyi Precision. However, Director Jin also admires you very much, and I think she is unwilling to let you go either."

Xiao Jing was flattered and said, "Thank you for your recognition and attention."

“I’m serious.” Ouyang Xian Yue looked into her eyes. “Tang Yi welcomes you back anytime. Come find me whenever you’ve thought things through, and I’ll personally speak to Director Jin about it.”

Hearing this, I looked into the other person's eyes.

A hint of wariness flashed in Xiaojing's eyes; she sensed that the other person's words had a deeper meaning.

It seems that Ms. Ouyang has some objections to her "transfer".

Could it be that her relationship with Director Kim wasn't as harmonious as she thought?

This is... a palace intrigue?!

(ω)！

Xiao Jing's brain was working at lightning speed, and she gradually became excited.

[Ding! Hidden storyline triggered: Prelude to Palace Intrigue!]

Was Ms. Ouyang's statement a sign of regret? A warning? Or... a declaration of war?!

[Wow! This script being fought over by so many people is so exciting!]

She maintained a demure smile, saying, "Whether at Tangyi Precision or Smile Holdings, I serve Tang Song. Director Jin's arrangements are also Tang Song's intentions. I just need to do my best to complete every task Tang Song assigns me."

Regardless, she appeared to be being manipulated by these two women.

But in her heart, she will always belong only to Lord Tang Song!

After hearing her answer, Ouyang Xian Yue's eyes revealed a genuine smile. "You are very sensible and intelligent."

After she finished speaking, she stopped the sensitive topic and changed the subject, saying, "By the way, the cooperation between Tangyi Precision and Huineng Electronics has already begun in full swing. Your father should have told you about it. In addition, our industrial investment fund will also participate in Huineng Electronics' subsequent capital cooperation."

"Thank you, Ms. Ouyang." Xiaojing immediately stood up and bowed to her.

Tangyi Precision is not just a technology manufacturing company; it also controls several large-scale industrial investment funds.

Its capital background and industry influence are in no way inferior to any top VC firm.

Once it receives formal investment from the industry fund, it means that Huineng Electronics will be fully integrated into Tangyi's global industrial chain system.

My father's once unattainable dream has now become a real possibility.

"Don't be so polite." Ouyang Xian Yue gestured for her to sit down. "We won't let a good project that's worth investing in go unnoticed."

The three of them quietly sipped their tea, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Lin Muxue, who was ignored, sat quietly to the side, subconsciously imitating Ouyang Xian Yue's elegant cup-holding posture.

But he always felt that his movements were stiff and that he was learning in a bad way, so he quickly gave up.

This is probably something that has been ingrained in me since childhood, something that is engraved in my bones.

"Assistant Lin." Ouyang Xian Yue's voice suddenly came.

Lin Muxue was taken aback upon hearing this, and quickly raised her head to say, "Ms. Ouyang, please speak."

"The main reason I came here is to see you. I've arranged with your CEO, Mr. Tang, to go to Chengdu at the end of the month, specifically on the 30th. As his assistant, you'll be in charge of coordinating his itinerary, hotel reservations, and some private visits. If there's anything I can coordinate, feel free to contact my secretary."

As Ouyang Xianyue spoke, she handed over a business card that only had her name and personal number printed on it.

Lin Muxue accepted the gift with both hands and nodded solemnly, saying, "Understood, I will make proper arrangements."

Xiao Jing, standing to the side, kept glancing at Ouyang Xian Yue's elegant and noble face.

As far as she knew, Ms. Ouyang's hometown was in Chengdu.

Lord Tang Song wants to go to Chengdu alone with her?

What are they trying to do?

Such a big thing, won't Director Kim be unhappy?

Hehe, I'll definitely have to talk to Director Kim about this later!
……

The meeting ended nearly an hour later.

Ouyang Xian Yue, accompanied by her secretary, left first.

Only the two of them remained in the tea room.

"Xiaoxue," Xiaojing spoke first, asking with concern, "Where do you live in the capital?"

Lin Muxue's tone returned to its usual aloofness, "It's a suite inside this club, a permanent residence agreement room run by the Tang Jin family. I'll stay here as soon as I arrive."

"Wow, can I go up and have a look?" Xiaojing's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

Lin Muxue hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Of course, let's go."

There was no real animosity between the two. If Xiao Jing hadn't said some strange things before, she wouldn't have minded being friends with such a "rich and beautiful" woman.

The two took a private elevator to the top-floor suite.

Xiao Jing looked around at the luxurious furnishings of the room, sighing with admiration, which greatly satisfied Lin Muxue's vanity.

After the visit, Xiaojing showed no sign of leaving.

She plopped down on the soft, large bed and looked at Lin Muxue, saying, "Xiaoxue, I heard from Tina that this is one of Tangjin's high-end properties, and I might be in charge of a part of it in the future. So, I was thinking... I'll stay and sleep with you tonight to get familiar with it beforehand, okay?"

Lin Muxue's eye twitched, and she directly refused: "I'm sorry, I'm not used to sleeping with other people."

"Oh? What about Brother Tang Song?"

"This...this is different..."

Xiao Jing suddenly leaned over and said in a coquettish tone, with a long trailing syllable, "What's the difference? Should I call Brother Tang Song right now and ask him to let us sleep together when we get back to Yancheng, so we can 'cultivate our tacit understanding'?"

"You—!" Xiaoxue's body trembled violently, and her cheeks instantly turned red.

She quickly pushed Xiaojing away, both embarrassed and annoyed, and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Xiao Jing blinked, her smile innocent yet sly. "Xiao Xue, haven't you noticed? Tang Song's situation is very complicated. Shouldn't we two try to get along better?"

Xiaoxue was taken aback upon hearing this.

Xiaojing's words make sense, and it's exactly what she's been worried about most.

After all, there was Shen Yuyan below him, who was eyeing him covetously.

Xiao Jing and Xu Qing have a good relationship, so it's possible that Shen Yuyan might win her over at any time.

Judging from Tang Song's arrangements for Xiao Jing, she might end up working in the household.

He is indeed a very good potential ally.

The only problem is... it's a bit perverted.

After struggling and hesitating for a long time, Lin Muxue gritted her teeth and stamped her foot, "Fine..."

Xiao Jing cheered and pulled Xiao Xue along to visit the club.

From a temperature-controlled infinity pool to a private cinema with its own cigar bar, and an art appreciation area filled with top-quality antique calligraphy and paintings…

Every corner exudes breathtaking luxury and sophistication.

This stirred Lin Muxue's heart.

Back to that extremely luxurious interior suite.

Lin Muxue first held a serious meeting with Ouyang Xianyue's private secretary in a private office.

Tang Song planned every detail of his upcoming trip to Chengdu, from flights and hotels to private visits.

They eventually compiled a detailed itinerary and sent it to Tang Song's email address.

When she finished all her work and returned to her bedroom, exhausted.

Then she saw Xiaojing, who had changed into a silk nightgown, sitting lazily on the bed watching her.

The pajamas were a soft champagne color, adorned with exquisite embroidered lace, and the smooth fabric clung tightly to her shapely figure.

Her long, smooth, jet-black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and beneath her bangs was a pure, fair face that almost reflected light. Lin Muxue had to admit that this genuine top-tier heiress was truly beautiful and exquisite.

"Xiaoxue, are you done with your work?" Xiaojing smiled broadly when she saw her, patted the spot next to her, and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

Lin Muxue sighed and sat down next to her. "What's wrong? Why are you being so mysterious?"

Xiao Jing picked up a thick brown paper document bag from the bedside table and placed it directly on her lap. "This is for you."

"What is this...?" Lin Muxue opened the file bag with a puzzled look.

Immediately afterwards, the bright red cover bearing the national emblem and the words "Real Estate Ownership Certificate" caught her eye.

Lin Muxue's hand trembled slightly as she opened the large red booklet, her gaze falling on the property information section.

My brain went blank for a moment, and I felt a little dazed.

Property Address: Building 6, Swan Bay Residential Complex, Shaanxi Province...

Area: 180 square meters...

Below are a copy of the "Existing Housing Sales Contract" already signed by "Tian Jing", and a notarized "Power of Attorney".

She struggled to lift her head, her voice trembling slightly: "Xiaojing, what... what do you mean by this?"

Xiao Jing, however, said with a matter-of-fact tone and a grin, "Xiao Xue, your family is from Shaanxi Province, right? I bought this house on a whim a while ago and have been renting it out. Recently, the tenant decided not to renew the lease. I don't need it anyway, and it would be too much trouble for me to find someone to manage it, so I might as well give it to you."

Now she has taken over Jingyi Asset Management, which manages top-tier real estate assets across the globe.

These early investments in homes across various locations no longer hold much value for her.

Instead of giving it away, you might as well give it to someone; it could even help you build a closer relationship.

Lin Muxue looked at the document in her hand and felt as if she were holding a red-hot iron, so hot that her palms went numb.

Although she now earns a high salary, she lacks initial capital and is hesitant to spend her credit card recklessly, so she is not actually very wealthy.

I've never considered buying a house.

She had actually heard of Swan Bay residential area, since her hometown was in a village around Chang'an City.

Swan Bay is one of the well-known high-end residential communities in Chang'an City, with an average price of over 3 yuan per square meter. This apartment is worth over 500 million yuan.

"No, I absolutely cannot accept this!" she refused almost instinctively.

"Why?" Xiao Jing seemed to have guessed it long ago. She held Lin Muxue's hand and her voice became sincere. "For us, this is not that valuable. Besides, your parents are in Shaanxi Province. They will have to go back eventually, and they will have a place to stay then."

Hearing the word "parents," Lin Muxue's heart trembled.

Her brother works in Shaanxi Province and even bought a house there. It was because of that house that her parents sold her homestead, which led to the current situation.

Her parents were there helping her brother take care of his children.

In that instant, she thought of many, many things.

Perhaps she should go back to Shaanxi Province.

Lin Muxue's throat bobbed, and finally, she managed to say with difficulty, "...Then thank you, Xiaojing."

For her, this gift was an irresistible temptation.

"No need to thank me. We'll be 'family' together for many years to come. It's such a small thing, it would be too formal to say thank you."

Lin Muxue's face flushed with excitement, and her gaze toward Xiao Jing became much more friendly and sincere.

Having such a generous, wealthy, and beautiful friend doesn't seem like a bad thing.

He carefully repacked the heavy document and placed it aside.

The next second, Xiaojing hugged her arm affectionately like a clingy kitten, pressing her whole body against her.

She started chatting away.

The conversation naturally revolved around their shared man, Tang Song.

It started off normally; we were talking about what Tang and Song dynasty people liked to eat, what their favorite colors were, and what little habits they had...

But as the conversation went on, the tone gradually veered off course.

"...By the way, you tried using your feet..."

"Brother Tang Song's belt..."

"I know of a prop..."

Lin Muxue's eyelids began to twitch uncontrollably. As she listened to Xiao Jing's extremely shameful and taboo topics, she felt a sense of panic.

That carefully cultivated aloofness and maturity could no longer be maintained.

She had a very bad feeling about it.

This Xiaojing...could it be...that she has some kind of unusual fetish?!

If they really end up sleeping together in the future, then...

Good heavens! I can't believe it! I can't believe it!

But since the house had already been taken, she couldn't bring herself to bring up any more awkward topics. She could only stammer along in embarrassment, feeling completely out of sorts.

……

Monday, January 2023, 11.

North City Garden.

It's still dark.

Yao Lingling slowly opened her eyes.

The soreness in my body persists.

I sat up, turned on the bedside lamp, picked up my phone, and opened WeChat.

Fingers flew across the screen: "(Good morning Makka Pakka, good morning Igglepiggle, good morning Ushnishavich... It's a sunny day, but very windy..."

"Buzzing—"

[Tang Song: Good morning, beautiful Lingling. You got up a little late today. Remember not to be late for work.]

Yao Lingling pouted and typed forcefully, "It's all your fault. You were so rough the day before yesterday. My butt still hurts a bit, and I can't sleep comfortably at night."

After sending that message, her face instantly flushed. Recalling the scene of Tang Song "spanking" her that night, her heart raced uncontrollably.

[Tang Song: "Is it not ready yet? I don't believe it, let me take a picture."]

Yao Lingling: "(〃＞д＜) Senior, you're so naughty!"

[Tang Song: Hurry up (emoji) "Otherwise, when we get to the company, I'll personally check it out."]

Yao Lingling blushed and sent him an emoji, but still got out of bed, changed into her workout clothes, and went to the living room.

Qiuqiu didn't get up early today, nor did she do yoga.

Yao Lingling didn't turn on the light, but went straight to the dressing mirror and adjusted the angle.

He turned around, held up his phone, snapped a photo with a "click," and sent it.

[Tang Song: "Hmm... the lighting is too dim, I can't see clearly. And with pants on, I can't tell if it's swollen or not. Take them off and take a clearer picture."]

Yao Lingling gasped, her face burning red, her heart pounding as if it would burst out of her chest.

I secretly glanced at Qiuqiu's tightly closed door.

After hesitating for a long time, I finally gave in.

She pulled down those tight workout pants by more than ten centimeters, revealing her alluring curves.

I quickly snapped a photo and sent it with my eyes closed.

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

She plopped down on the living room sofa with a "thump," buried her face in a cushion, twisted her body, and muttered to herself.

The sound was intermittent, and it was impossible to understand what she was saying.

What followed was a flirtatious and suggestive chat.

The words of the Tang and Song dynasties became more and more direct, like flames burning.

Yao Lingling felt her heart beating faster and faster.

My chest felt hot, and a strange yet captivating thrill surged deep within my body.

Yao Lingling even became somewhat addicted to it.

More than ten minutes later.

She went to the restroom and changed her underwear before nervously starting her daily glute workout.

As someone with a "naturally healthy physique," she has an excellent constitution.

After more than a day of rest, I'm now full of energy again.

After finishing her workout, she went to the kitchen and made a simple breakfast.

Seeing that Qiuqiu's bedroom door was still tightly closed, she finally sensed that something was wrong.

Actually, she could tell that Qiuqiu's mood was off ever since she came back yesterday afternoon.

However, she was immersed in the great excitement of her first "intimate contact" with her senior at the time, and coupled with feeling unwell, she stayed in her room and did not ask any questions.

I thought about it.

Lingling arrived at the master bedroom door and gently knocked.

"Qiuqiu? Are you alright? Are you up yet?"

"Get up." A faint voice came from inside the door, followed by a click as the door opened.

Cheng Qiuqiu stood at the door, her face pale, with two obvious dark circles under her beautiful eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you sick?" Yao Lingling was startled and immediately grabbed her hand.

"It's nothing." Qiuqiu shook her head, her voice a little hoarse. "I just have a bit of insomnia."

"How about I take the day off today? I'll catch up on some sleep."

Qiuqiu pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "Lingling, I'm taking the high-speed train back to Chengdu at 10 a.m. today. I probably won't be back until next week."

"Huh? Didn't you say you'd leave on Wednesday?"

"There's an urgent matter at home that I need to go back early."

Lingling looked at her, didn't ask any more questions, but stepped forward and gave her a gentle hug. "Okay, be careful on the road. Call me anytime if you need any help."

"Hmm." Qiuqiu avoided her gaze, lowered her head, and walked into the bathroom.

After finishing that bland breakfast, I saw Lingling off to work.

Qiuqiu sat alone in the empty living room, lost in thought for a long time.

After quickly packing his luggage, he picked up his suitcase and went out.

Arrive at Yancheng High-speed Railway Station by subway.

Because of the rush, second-class seats were sold out, so she bought a first-class seat for 1200 yuan.

Scan your ID card to enter the platform.

Standing behind the yellow line at the waiting area, I waited quietly.

Her mind was a mess.

Although he loathed that woman, he still felt a little worried when he heard that she was injured and hospitalized, and that her savings of many years had vanished.

It's probably because part of the money spent on that house purchase included the compensation money from my father's death years ago.

At this moment
"Cheng Qiuqiu?" A somewhat familiar voice came from beside her.

Qiuqiu suddenly came to her senses, turned around, and saw a tall and beautiful figure.

She wore a dark blue cashmere coat over a matching turtleneck sweater, and her long, smooth, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders.

She wore no extra accessories and carried a Prada Galleria handbag, exuding a powerful aura of a female entrepreneur.

It's Xie Shuyu, the female CEO of Weiguang Coffee.

(End of this chapter)