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Chapter 697 Ominous Signs, A Noblewoman's Intuition

Outside the window was a surging sea of ​​golden clouds.

The aircraft taxied smoothly on the flight path in the stratosphere.

The cabin was softly lit, quiet, and cozy.

Lin Muxue leaned back in the large leather seat, her fingertips gently pinching the special drink.

Bubbles rose slowly in the amber-colored liquid.

Her expression was calm, and her posture was graceful and professional.

Present your best self perfectly in front of the camera.

Just kidding, as an internet celebrity who started as a "print model".

Having spent so long in the fake socialite circle, the sense of being in front of the camera for taking photos and videos has long been ingrained in her bones.

She is absolutely professional in this area, and has put in a lot of hard work in private.

His gaze swept across Ma Yilin's face, which was slightly flushed with excitement and shock.

Her heart was racing uncontrollably, and her crossed legs were rubbing together gently.

A self-media blogger with over three million followers.

When I approached them for an interview, the topics were still about the workplace, career, and women's growth.

This is practically a stage tailor-made for her to show off.

She could almost imagine the astonishing popularity and traffic that would garner once the video was carefully edited and released.

This feeling of being "looked up to" brought back that long-lost electric-like excitement to her.

After being reprimanded by Director Jin a while ago, her account style has completely "transformed".

Instead of showing off bags, watches, champagne, and social interactions, they seriously discuss inflation, exchange rates, and venture capital.

She gained some followers, but she always felt that something was missing.

And now, that feeling of being touched has returned.

I benefited from the work environment and my recent MBA program at Imperial College Business School.

Her expertise (at least verbally) was already quite sophisticated.

This is also the main reason why she can so openly "brag" in front of Ma Yilin.

As for the encouragement from "Director Kim," it wasn't exactly a lie.

When Shangguan Qiuyue presented her with the "First Snow" Birkin bag on behalf of Director Jin, she had already mentioned it.

Director Kim admired her intelligence and ambition, and offered her a few words of encouragement.

...

the other side.

Looking at the seemingly calm and collected female financial expert across from her, Ma Yilin felt her breathing quicken and her heart almost leap out of her chest.

Her viral video series, despite its astonishing numbers, has only had four episodes so far.

Most of the guests interviewed were managers of unknown companies or entrepreneurs who had achieved some success.

Today, she actually met an interviewee who could directly interact with someone of the caliber of "Director Kim".

In addition, the other party has impeccable looks and temperament.

If this were broadcast, it would definitely cause a sensation.

She forcefully suppressed the immense excitement and elation in her heart and calmed her mind.

With a tone full of admiration and curiosity, he tentatively asked, "I never expected that you would know the legendary Director Kim. May I ask if you could tell me your impression of her? If it's inconvenient, then that's fine."

The name Jin Meixiao is practically a legend on the internet.

Although she frequently makes headlines for her various business successes, she herself remains extremely low-key.

All that is known about her to the outside world is cold business data and fantastical legends.

She was just too curious.

She believes that netizens watching on screen are also very curious.

Lin Muxue took a sip of sparkling wine and smiled slightly.

“I’ve had contact with Director Kim both at work and in life, and she is an extraordinary woman. Her presence doesn’t come from her imposing manner, but from a kind of power that makes you trust her involuntarily. She has a profound insight into the world that surpasses that of ordinary people. In my opinion, Director Kim is an extremely pure idealist.”

Having used Director Jin's name to show off, he naturally wanted to curry favor as well.

Of course, she also had a deeper consideration.

This video is very likely to go viral. Although I didn't intentionally show off, if Director Kim himself finds out, he might have some objections.

Saying some nice things can also help avoid potential reprimands.

Then, Lin Muxue gently raised her wrist.

I glanced at the rose gold Vacheron Constantin Elegance watch on my wrist.

Ma Yilin immediately understood and quickly said, "Thank you so much for sharing! I'm so sorry to have taken up so much of your time! I wish you all the best in your work and your journey ahead!"

"Thank you too." Lin Muxue nodded slightly.

Ma Yilin picked up the GoPro and turned off recording.

The interview is over.

The final frame of the camera focuses on Lin Muxue's face, a picture of calm confidence amidst the interplay of light and shadow.

Return to your seat.

Ma Yilin couldn't wait to import the footage into her laptop, put on her headphones, and start editing at lightning speed.

The sea of ​​clouds outside the window shimmered silver in the sunlight.

The two-hour flight passed quietly in this focused concentration.

The plane landed smoothly at Shanghai Hongqiao Airport.

Lin Muxue had already regained her indifferent and elegant expression.

She stood up, straightened her hair, put on sunglasses, and picked up the black and gold Birkin.

The movements are smooth and smooth, done in one go.

Ma Yilin followed closely behind, watching her tall and graceful figure pass through the cabin and onto the jet bridge.

It's a sophisticated beauty that has a strong presence.

Every step was precisely controlled.

It is neither overly ostentatious nor impossible to ignore.

She is like a moving landscape, graceful and charming.

It drew the attention of passersby, yet no one dared to approach it.

This is the true "upper-class temperament".

For some reason, Ma Yilin sensed a resemblance in the other person to the "Director Kim" she had seen in the news.

He hesitated for a few seconds.

Ma Yilin finally mustered her courage and quickly caught up.

"Ms. Lin, may I ask for your WeChat?" Ma Yilin's tone was sincere but also a little cautious. "We really hit it off today, and I hope to have the opportunity to ask you some questions in the future. Also, I can send you the video before it's released."

Her tone was gentle, but she couldn't hide her excitement.

She felt that this video was bound to go viral.

Perhaps there will be another opportunity to do an "in-depth follow-up" in the future.

Lin Muxue stopped and turned around, her red lips curving slightly behind her sunglasses.

Her smile was elegant yet carried a subtle air of aloofness.

Instead of taking out her phone, she opened her black and gold Birkin bag and took out a high-quality black business card.

handed over.

"Same as WeChat ID".

"Okay, okay, thank you!"

Ma Yilin quickly accepted it with both hands.

The business card has a black and gold color scheme and a substantial feel.

Only two lines of information were printed on it.

A name: Lin Muxue (Luna); and a mobile phone number.

Besides that, there was no company or position listed.

Instead, it appears mysterious and noble.

Ma Yilin excitedly and carefully put away the business card, then tentatively asked, "Ms. Lin, do you also work in Shanghai?"

Lin Muxue took another step, her voice gentle yet faint, "No, I'm just here to sign a contract, and I'll be leaving tomorrow."

"Oh, I see. A financial executive like you must be signing contracts worth hundreds of millions."

"Hehe." Lin Muxue chuckled, glancing sideways slightly, and said in a casual tone, as if discussing the weather, "This time it's not, it's a personal matter. I want to buy a small apartment in Lujiazui here, so it will be more convenient for business trips and work in the future."

Ma Yilin's brain went blank.

Lujiazui... small apartment...

It was a purchase contract?!

What kind of top-tier Versailles literature is this?!
...

Exit the airport terminal.

In the VIP reception area, the waiting crowd was sparse and quiet.

A young woman dressed in a dark gray trench coat, with a proper demeanor, was holding up a sign that read "Lin Muxue".

"Ms. Lin, hello, I am Zhang Muwen from Tangyi Precision. Secretary Chen arranged for me to pick you up."

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Muxue smiled slightly, her gaze subtly sweeping over Ma Yilin beside her.

Sure enough, I saw shock on the other person's face again.

Zhang Muwen took the small suitcase from her and led her outside.

Ma Yilin took a deep breath and unconsciously followed behind.

It's as if I'm drawn in by some kind of aura.

As they passed through the VIP passage, the sunlight shone on them once more.

A black, imposing Rolls-Royce pulled up beside them.

The middle-aged woman opened the heavy rear door for her and gestured for her to open it.

Lin Muxue stopped, took off her sunglasses, and waved to Ma Yilin, who was still standing there in a daze.

"Goodbye."

“Goodbye, Ms. Lin,” Ma Yilin replied quickly.

"Bam—"

The car door closed, and the chrome emblem gleamed briefly in the sunlight.

The taillights came on, and the massive vehicle silently slid out of the crowd, eventually disappearing completely into the traffic at the airport exit.

Ma Yilin took out her phone, looked at the black business card, and was filled with mixed emotions.

This Ms. Lin truly has the most "protagonist aura" of all the people she has interviewed.

She has a bit of the feel of a female protagonist in a novel.

……

The back seat of a Rolls-Royce.

Lin Muxue took a deep, blissful breath, the long-lost, exhilarating feeling of successfully showing off spreading through her heart.

Like the moment champagne bubbles burst on the tip of your tongue.

Fine, long-lasting, and addictive.

It was so incredibly satisfying!

Just then, Zhang Muwen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned slightly to the side.

He said in a respectful and proper voice:

"Ms. Lin, shall we go to the Bulgari Hotel where you are staying first to rest and put away your luggage, or shall we go directly to the apartment in the IFC to sign the purchase contract?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Muxue's heart skipped a beat, and she pressed her legs tightly together.

On the surface, he remained calm and said, "Let's go straight to the apartment and finish up the business first. The flight is only two hours, it won't be tiring."

Zhang Muwen immediately understood, took out her phone, and began to skillfully make calls to arrange follow-up matters.

Lin Muxue, sitting in the back, gently wiggled her shapely buttocks encased in dress pants, enjoying the soft and delicate touch of the Nappa leather seats.

His breathing gradually became rapid.

I'm about to see my "luxury home" in Shanghai. Although it's not very big, it's located in the IFC Mall!

She felt a slight heaviness in her lower abdomen, and a slight urge to go to the toilet.

I quickly adjusted my mindset.

Open WeChat and tap the pinned chat window.

First, I took a selfie out the car window, using the light and shadows outside to adjust the angle and send it out. It had a "casual and sophisticated" feel to it.

Then he typed a message: "Mr. Tang, I've arrived in Shanghai safely. Next, I'll be going to that apartment to sign the contract. Thank you, mua~."

"Buzzing—"

[Mr. Tang: "After the contract is signed, remember to take a picture for me to 'inspect' it. Treat yourself well tonight too."]

Lin Muxue's cheeks flushed as she read his suggestive and teasing words.

After hesitating for a moment, he tapped the screen with his slender fingers and replied, "Yes, Master."

After sending the message, Lin Muxue silently counted to three, then quickly long-pressed and chose to recall it.

Then I sent a cute and playful emoji over.

Immediately afterwards, their conversation turned obscene.

Lin Muxue's mind involuntarily drifted back to Xiao Jing. The image of that eccentric, wealthy, and beautiful woman—her madness at Lanfeng International Apartment—was still vivid in her memory.

Tang and Song seemed to really enjoy hearing them call them that.

Now that she has obtained the mansion of her dreams, she couldn't help but follow Xiaojing's example and indulge in some sensual fun.

The effect is indeed quite good.

……

The Rolls-Royce drove silently onto the Lujiazui Ring Road.

The view outside the window instantly transformed into something magical.

Oriental Pearl Tower, Jin Mao Tower, Shanghai World Financial Center…

On the giant LED screen, the latest advertisements from major luxury brands are being played on a scrolling screen.

The streets were bustling with traffic, and pedestrians hurried along...

This is the heart of China's financial sector, a city that never sleeps, where countless capital and desires intertwine.

An atmosphere of extravagance and decadence wafted over us.

And she will have a house of her own here.

Looking out the window at everything, Lin Muxue was filled with indescribable emotions and excitement.

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the underground parking garage of IFC Residence.

Zhang Muwen led her to the private elevator for residents, taking her directly to the 58th floor.

"Ding--"

The elevator doors slid open slowly.

What comes into view is a floor corridor paved with marble and decorated like the corridor of a five-star hotel.

A figure was already waiting at the elevator entrance.

She was around forty years old, wearing a well-tailored black suit and skirt, with a gentle professional smile on her face.

Beside her stood a man dressed in a custom-made suit, who looked like a lawyer.

"Hello, Assistant Lin, I'm Chen Jing." Chen Jing extended her hand. "Welcome to Shanghai."

"Secretary Chen, you're too kind. It's too kind of you to make this trip in person," Lin Muxue quickly replied, shaking her hand gently.

Although it was their first meeting, the two had already communicated many times by phone and WeChat.

She had a very good impression of Secretary Chen.

In particular, the other party's kindness was admirable. Despite being Ms. Ouyang's most capable chief secretary, he personally traveled all the way to Shanghai just to help her complete the property transfer.

That's so kind of you!

“Of course.” Chen Jing’s tone left no room for argument. “Ms. Ouyang specifically instructed that I must personally supervise the completion of this matter to ensure that nothing goes wrong.”

She turned to the side and introduced, "This is Zhang Wei, a partner at the Shanghai branch of Quanjing Law Firm. He will assist you in signing all the legal documents."

"Hello, Attorney Zhang."

"Hello, Ms. Lin."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, the group walked towards the inner side of the corridor.

We arrived at a heavy, black armored door.

Chen Jing stepped forward personally, unlocked the door with her fingerprint, pushed it open, and gestured, "Assistant Lin, please come in."

Lin Muxue took a deep breath and stepped into her own mansion.

A scent that blends luxurious fragrance with the finest leather wafts over you.

This serviced apartment isn't very large; it has a one-bedroom, one-living room layout.

But every inch of its space was filled with luxury and exquisiteness that made her bladder constrict.

From the expensive Cassina sofa in the living room to the complete set of Gaggenau kitchen appliances in the open kitchen...

Every detail exudes impeccable luxury and taste.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows face the most dazzling night view of the Oriental Pearl Tower.

It's as if the entire bustling Lujiazui area has become a private backdrop for this room.

Chen Jing's voice rang out calmly from the side: "This apartment is Unit A of Huiyue Apartments. All the hard and soft furnishings were completed by a top design team. Ms. Ouyang has only lived here twice, and that was many years ago..."

She continued speaking.

Lin Muxue was completely immersed in the joy of the moment.

For the next half hour or so, under the professional guidance of lawyer Zhang Wei.

Lin Muxue carefully inspected every detail of the property and signed all the relevant legal documents.

When she took the exquisitely designed smart key from Chen Jing's hand.

An unprecedented sense of satisfaction and security instantly enveloped her.

This is the first house that she has truly owned entirely!

"Assistant Lin." Chen Jing glanced at the time and suggested with a smile, "The important business is all done. I've already booked a table at 'Jin Xuan' downstairs as a welcome dinner for you."

"I can't accept this... I'll treat you."

"Of course." Chen Jing paused, then, as if suddenly remembering something, added, "By the way, Assistant Lin. Your 'friend' lives next door. She happens to be here today. Should I invite her over for a casual meal so we can all get to know each other?"

"My friend?" Lin Muxue was taken aback.

"Hmm." Chen Jing simply smiled and said nothing more.

Lin Muxue's eyes flickered.

She does indeed have quite a few so-called "friends" living here.

However, those are all fake socialites, small-time models, or even high-end escorts.

Could it be... that Secretary Chen even found this out?
She was instantly thrilled; having acquired the mansion, she was determined to show it off.

It's not bad to show off a little to these "fake friends" before posting on WeChat Moments.

"Alright." She nodded, feigning modesty. "Then I'll trouble Secretary Chen."

The group arrived next door, and Chen Jing stepped forward and gently knocked on the door.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside, and a stylish and beautiful figure appeared in the doorway.

Lin Muxue's smile froze instantly.

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A silver halter-neck bodycon dress hugs her shapely and sexy figure.

Her long, jet-black hair was highlighted with a striking red and blue streaks.

He casually draped an expensive white fur coat over his shoulders...

Bei Yuwei?!

Some unpleasant memories flooded back, causing Emperor Muxue to involuntarily take a half-step back.

The last time I came to Shanghai, I attended the LVMH Asia Pacific Elite Gathering, and Bei Yuwei accompanied me and we took a lot of photos.

He even posted about it on WeChat Moments and Douyin, which angered Director Jin, who then sent Qin Yingxue to reprimand him.

So ever since that incident, she has deliberately kept her distance from the other party and rarely contacted them on WeChat.

Moreover, Bei Yuwei has been filming in another city, and the two haven't seen each other for a long time.

She had almost forgotten about it!

To her surprise, the other person appeared before her looking so radiant!

And...it's my neighbor?!
"Hello, Mu Xue, long time no see." Bei Yuwei smiled sweetly. "I've been filming in seclusion on set recently and only returned to Shanghai yesterday. I heard from President Mo that your new house is right next to mine. What a coincidence!"

Then, she stepped forward and gave Lin Muxue a big hug.

Emperor Muxue couldn't help but shiver, suddenly sensing an ominous sign.

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……

Deep city.

Chairman's Office, Headquarters of Tangyi Precision.

The atmosphere inside was as solemn and restrained as ever.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, winter sunlight filters through the city's thin mist, casting a gentle warmth on the heavy walnut wood desk.

The air is filled with a subtle vetiver scent, mixed with the aromas of leather and wood, exuding a refined and restrained elegance.

"Jingle Bell--"

The landline on the table suddenly rang.

Ouyang Xian Yue raised her hand, her slender fingers moving away from the document, and pressed the answer button.

His voice remained as steady as ever: "Secretary Chen."

“Ms. Ouyang,” Chen Jing’s voice came through the receiver, “the property transfer for Lin Muxue’s apartment in Shanghai has been successfully completed. As Miss Su Yu instructed, Bei Yuwei has also been arranged to sit next to her.”

"Mmm," Ouyang Xian Yue responded softly, her tone devoid of emotion.

Chen Jing paused for a moment, then continued her report: "In addition, [Smile Holdings] just sent a supplementary email regarding the [Xuanji Light Realm] university cooperation project, requesting that a research team from an ordinary university be added to the list of partners for the 'Joint Laboratory for Human-Computer Interaction and Cognitive Science'."

Ouyang Xian Yue's voice remained calm and composed: "Which school?"

"I have forwarded the detailed team introduction and information of the person in charge from Yancheng Normal University to your personal email."

"Ok."

She pursed her red lips, swiped the mouse, and opened the email.

On the screen, a document titled "[Yancheng Normal University - Visual Computing and Intelligent Perception Laboratory]" quickly loaded.

Her gaze then fell on the section with the photo of the person in charge.

The movement paused slightly.

“Jiang Yourong…” she murmured the name, her brow furrowing almost imperceptibly. “She looks familiar.”

Chen Jing immediately added on the phone, "Yes."

Before pursuing his doctorate, Professor Jiang briefly worked at Smile Investment as an assistant to Director Jin, primarily responsible for project coordination in the internet and high-tech sector.

In 2017, you visited the headquarters of [Smile Investment] in Beijing several times.

At the time, Assistant Jiang was still employed.

"Oh? Jin's former assistant?" Ouyang Xian Yue sat up slightly.

“Yes.” Chen Jing lowered her voice a little. “In addition, Professor Jiang and Mr. Xie, the founder of [Weiguang Coffee], are university alumni and have a good personal relationship.”

After a moment of silence, Ouyang Xian Yue said calmly, "I understand. Let's proceed according to the usual procedures. Smile Holdings is our shareholder, and they have the right to do so."

"Yes, Ms. Ouyang."

The phone hangs up.

The office fell silent again.

Sunlight streamed across half of her face, illuminating a delicate and serene light unique to noblewomen.

Ouyang Xian Yue scrolled through the team list and introductions with the mouse, and finally flipped to the supplementary information at the end.

On the screen, another, more familiar photo soon appeared.

The young assistant, dressed in a white shirt and black pencil skirt, had a somewhat scholarly air about him.

"So it was her. She's gotten so much fatter."

Ouyang Xian Yue smiled gently.

Initially, her collaboration with Tang Song was entirely handled by [Smile Investment], with [Jingwu Capital] only providing assistance from the sidelines.

She and Kim Mi-so had been in contact for a long time.

She had also visited the headquarters in the capital city many times, and naturally had dealings with her assistants.

Especially this assistant who is in charge of the internet high-tech field.

I do have some recollection of it.

However, Jiang Yourong is now a university professor, wears glasses, and has gained weight.

He does indeed have a bit of an academic air about him.

She is no longer the intellectual and gentle Assistant Jiang she once was.

No wonder she didn't recognize him at first.

Ouyang Xian Yue leaned back in her chair, shifting her posture gracefully.

Her legs were slightly tilted, and her long, slender legs were faintly visible in the sunlight.

She placed her fingertips on her chin, her red lips slightly pursed.

"But... what is Kim Mi-so planning this time?"

The strategic importance of the [Xuanji Light Realm] is self-evident.

This is the core project of the "New System Alliance" that she built herself.

It was a "small group" she built to unite Wen Ruan, Liu Qingning, and other "new forces" to counter Jin Weixiao.

These are things that everyone knows, and they are not secrets. After all, the internal power struggles and rivalries within the Tang Jin Family Office have a long history.

Why would she allow her former subordinates to interfere in the collaboration on this laboratory?
Even if it was to win over Xie Shuyu, there was absolutely no need to do it this way.

With Kim's smile, that pride that runs deep in his bones.

She would rather start from scratch than place a piece on her opponent's chessboard.

This is almost tantamount to a show of weakness, an admission that she is afraid.

That's completely illogical.

That's so unlike Kim Mi-so's style.

The lady leaned back gracefully, her slender white fingers parting her collar.

He slowly pulled the warm and lustrous "Blessing of the Crescent Moon" pendant from the deep, white ravine, a slight smile playing on his lips.

There is only one explanation.

This matter is definitely related to the Tang and Song dynasties.

(End of this chapter)