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Chapter 706 Reigning Supreme in His Hometown, President Shen

Yan Province Financial Center, Block A, 50th floor.

Rongliu Capital.

In the assistant's office.

"...That's basically the situation, Mr. Lin."

"Understood." Lin Muxue sat upright in her office chair, her expression meticulous. "Send the final version of the business plan to my email, and I will communicate with President Tang."

"Ok!"

After the project manager left, Lin Muxue finally let out a long breath and her body relaxed slightly.

Her long, slender legs stretched out gently under the table, and she lazily gave a small yawn.

She picked up her water glass, took a sip of tea, and glanced at her computer screen out of the corner of her eye, noticing a new message on WeChat.

It was that social media blogger I bumped into on the plane.

[Eileen VC: "Ms. Lin, hello! I've finished the initial editing of our interview video from the other day and sent it to your email. Please take a look and see if there are any adjustments needed."]

Lin Muxue smiled slightly and opened her email.

Check your emails.

The final video quality is excellent, with smooth editing, high-quality background music, and cinematic filters.

In the photos, she perfectly embodies the image of a "highly educated elite woman" in terms of appearance, temperament, and speech.

Perfect!

Looking at the finished product, she felt a surge of pride and joy.

If this were posted, it would definitely go viral!
If you add her ID and do a "co-creation" campaign, gaining tens of thousands of followers wouldn't be a problem.

But the thought only flashed through her mind before she suppressed it.

No, that's too deliberate; it's not sophisticated enough.

Her current online persona is that of a "low-profile financial executive," and she must maintain an air of mystery.

Let's wait until the video is released and the all-powerful netizens "doxx" her identity. That would be more natural and more in line with her status as the Great Emperor Muxue.

I chatted briefly with Irene and offered a few suggestions regarding scene transitions.

After turning off the video, Lin Muxue opened the latest business report from Xue Tang Culture sent by Xu Ning and began to browse it carefully.

Relying on the vast resources of the Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base, Xuetang Culture has grown from its initial makeshift operation into a professional actor agency with a stable cash flow.

The company has signed dozens of promising short drama actors and is quite well-known in Yancheng's entertainment circle.

Most importantly, the company has already started to make a profit!

Her eyes sparkled as she looked at the impressive net profit figures.

The era of Xiaoxue making big money is finally coming.

That's the advantage of having resources!

O(∩_∩)O haha~
Just as she was planning the company's next steps.

"Buzzing—"

The phone suddenly vibrated.

【elder brother】

Upon seeing the caller ID, Lin Muxue was stunned for a long time before slowly picking up her phone.

But she and this older brother had grown up together since childhood and had always had a good relationship.

Although she resented her parents' favoritism, she could understand her brother's helplessness as a man burdened with a mortgage and family responsibilities.

She pursed her lips and answered the phone.

"Hello? Xiaoxue? Are you busy?"

The familiar voice of my brother came from the other end of the phone, thick with a local accent and hesitantly probing.

"I'm fine. What's wrong? Is something the matter?"

"Oh, it's nothing much... just wondering how you've been lately? Is work going well? I've been so busy here, I haven't had time to come see you..."

"It's fine, everything's fine here." Lin Muxue's tone remained calm.

There was a pause of a few seconds on the other end of the phone, then the tone became lighter: "By the way, Xiaoxue, I have something to tell you. Jiajia from our aunt's family is getting engaged this weekend at the Shangri-La Hotel in Chang'an. Why don't you come back for it? You've always been saying you wanted to eat and visit there, right? This is a perfect opportunity."

Chang'an…Shangri-La…Engagement…

Upon hearing this, Lin Muxue's eyes flickered, and her long legs unconsciously crossed.

She took a deep breath and slowly said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go back this weekend."

"Really?! That's wonderful!" The older brother's voice was filled with joy. "That's great, Xiaoxue! I'll tell Mom and Dad right away!"

"That's settled then, I have to get back to work."

"Okay, okay, you're busy."

hang up the phone.

Lin Muxue's long, beautiful legs unconsciously tightened.

An expectant smile appeared on his face.

She had originally planned to take some time to go back to Chang'an to check out the luxury house in "Swan Bay" that Xiao Jing had given her.

I'll also take this opportunity to go back and settle old scores with my parents and relatives.

She knew in her heart that it was, after all, her home, and she couldn't possibly stay away from it forever out of spite.

When they talked about breaking ties back then, it was just because they were holding back their anger, thinking that once they made something of themselves, they would make them regret how they had treated them.

Now, the time seems to be about right.

It's time to let out this pent-up anger.

Moreover, she will be going to France with Tang Song next week to inspect the Tangjin Manor.

Then came the Smile Holdings shareholders' meeting in New York.

I only have time this weekend, and I was a little hesitant at first.

My cousin's engagement is a great opportunity.

From a rural girl who carefully budgeted her 500 yuan living expenses in the cafeteria, she has become the Great Emperor Muxue.

Xiaoxue has worked so hard and 'struggled' outside for so long, wasn't it all for this moment?

Next, it's time to plan my "triumphant return home" properly.

We must give them the biggest shock!

Thinking of this, she felt lightheaded.

Excitedly, he spun around in his chair and immediately instructed the credit card management team to book his flight, beginning to plan his "triumphant return home" look and itinerary.

Extremely focused and attentive.

Night was just beginning to fall.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the bustling night view of Yancheng's city center gradually lights up.

It's almost time to leave work.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The phone vibrated again.

[Tangyi Precision - Secretary Chen]

Lin Muxue quickly composed herself, answered the phone, and said in a crisp and polite voice, "Hello? Secretary Chen, how are you?"

"Assistant Lin, good afternoon. Is now a convenient time? It's about work." Chen Jing's gentle yet meticulous voice came through the receiver.

"If you prefer, please speak."

"That's right, the Ministry of Energy and Tang Yi are promoting a strategic plan for a 'Western Photovoltaic New Energy Industry Cluster.' A related economic delegation will arrive in Chang'an this weekend."

We, Tangyi, and the Shaanxi Provincial Government have jointly sent invitations to several well-known investment institutions, including Rongliu Capital.

As far as I know, your company is also interested in investing in this field. Considering that Assistant Lin is from Shaanxi Province, Ms. Ouyang suggests that you personally lead the Rongliu Capital delegation. This would also be a good opportunity for you to get to know Mayor Li beforehand.

Listening to what Secretary Chen said.

Lin Muxue's mind went blank for a moment, and she suddenly stood up from her seat.

A strong shiver instantly swept through my body, and a familiar tightening sensation came from my bladder.

What...what did she hear?!

Chang'an…representing Rongliu Capital…led a delegation to inspect…and met with the vice mayor?!

What a coincidence! It's absolutely too much of a coincidence!

She had originally thought about how to subtly put on the biggest show.

After all, she returned home in glory all by herself, even if she drove a luxury car and lived in a mansion, she still seemed rather lonely.

But if she returns as a representative of capital, receives a formal reception from the government, and participates in an investigation involving national strategy…

That level of sophistication is simply...

My Lord! Behold! My Hometown!
"Assistant Lin?" Secretary Chen reminded him softly.

Lin Muxue quickly regained her senses, forcibly suppressing the overwhelming joy and excitement in her heart, and trying her best to make her voice sound calm:
“Okay, Secretary Chen, thank you very much, Ms. Ouyang, for your trust. I have no problem with that, and I'd be happy to lead the team to Chang'an. I'll report the specific itinerary to President Tang first, and we'll stay in touch.”

"Okay, Assistant Lin, then I won't disturb your work any longer. Bye-bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After ending the call, Lin Muxue immediately put down her phone and jogged towards the office restroom.

Close the door, take off your pants, and sit down.

"Zizzi-"

"Crash-"

She stood up refreshed, her cheeks flushed and her breathing rapid.

The overwhelming amount of information and the emotional impact left her feeling dizzy and disoriented.

It felt like some kind of divine intervention was paving the way for me to show off.

To be honest, Aunt Ouyang is such a kind person!
I absolutely love it!
(づ￣ 3￣)づ

……

come back to the office.

Lin Muxue raised her diamond-encrusted Vacheron Constantin watch to check the time; there was still half an hour until she got off work.

However, at this moment, she was clearly no longer in the mood to work.

His mind was filled with the "highlight moment" of his upcoming triumphant return home.

She turned off her computer decisively, picked up her black and gold Birkin bag, and, wearing high heels, swayed her slender waist and round hips as she left the office with light steps.

Soon, the matte gray Porsche 911 merged into the congested traffic of the evening rush hour.

Instead of going straight home, she turned the steering wheel and drove onto the relatively empty outer ring road.

Outside the car window, the city's neon lights receded and blurred rapidly.

From the stereo, a lazy yet sexy English R&B song that she had recently been enjoying was playing.

It perfectly matched her slightly restless mood at the moment.

The car sped along and eventually turned into a dimly lit, dilapidated neighborhood.

We stopped in front of a lively, open-air barbecue stall.

The winter night wind was much fiercer than in the city center.

The proprietress, covered in sweat and wrapped in a thick old cotton coat, stood in front of the roaring charcoal grill, busily turning the sizzling meat skewers on the rack.

Beside her, Weiwei, dressed in ill-fitting winter clothes, her little face red from the cold, kept helping her mother pass on seasonings and pack lunch boxes.

Lin Muxue opened the car door.

A barbecue aroma, a blend of charcoal, cumin, and meat, instantly filled my nostrils.

"Boss lady, business is good."

"Oh! It's Xiaoxue! You're here again!" The middle-aged woman who was grilling skewers looked up, and her face instantly lit up with a surprised and genuine smile.

"Sister Xiaoxue." Weiwei, who was standing next to her, also looked up and greeted her sweetly, her eyes sparkling.

"I want to eat your meat skewers! Give me thirty lamb skewers and twenty beef skewers..."

Lin Muxue stood in front of the barbecue stall, warming her hands with the heat of the charcoal fire while chatting with them in her authentic hometown dialect.

Asking them about their recent business and Weiwei's academic performance created an exceptionally warm and harmonious atmosphere.

It took a while.

"It's done! Here you go, girl!"

The proprietress deftly handed over two large plastic bags of fragrant, steaming hot grilled skewers.

"How much?" Lin Muxue took the phone, took out her phone, and prepared to scan the code to pay.

The proprietress immediately stepped forward, blocking the payment code, and waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "I dare not take your money again! Last time you gave me a thousand yuan, which would have been enough to buy so many skewers! Xiaoxue, if you want to eat anytime in the future, just come and get it! I dare not give you money again!"

"Yes, Sister Xiaoxue, my mom said that you can eat for free every time you come!"

Weiwei nodded vigorously beside her, her eyes clear and sincere.

Lin Muxue hesitated for a moment, put away her phone, and replied with a smile, "Okay, then I won't stand on ceremony with you."

"Ah! That's right!" The proprietress finally relaxed, a kind smile spreading across her face.

Lin Muxue did not leave immediately, but opened the passenger door and took out a limited edition co-branded teddy bear doll.

It was placed directly on the small wooden box filled with miscellaneous items next to Weiwei.

"Weiwei, this is for you. Bye-bye~"

After saying that, she gave the two of them no chance to refuse, and with elegant steps, she sat back in the warm driver's seat of the Porsche.

Start, leave.

In the rearview mirror, Weiwei was carefully holding the exquisite doll, staring blankly in the direction her car had driven away.

"Beep beep-"

Lin Muxue pressed the horn lightly, a bright and cheerful smile spreading across her face.

...

It was close to 7 p.m.

Yanjing Huating, Building 6.

Lin Muxue carried the two large bags of barbecue, took the elevator to the door of 501, and skillfully entered the password.

“Dilili——”

As the door unlocks, a warm feeling, a blend of sophisticated fragrance and everyday comfort, wafts out.

After changing into slippers and walking into the living room, I saw the beautician who had already set out a fruit platter and was eagerly waiting.

Zhao Yaqian wore a beige plaid Burberry slip dress, which perfectly accentuated her youthful and energetic figure.

Her bright and beautiful wine-red hair was casually draped over her snow-white shoulders, her red lips were full and alluring, and her eyes were clear.

The long, rounded stem of the wine glass exudes a deadly sensuality under the warm indoor lighting.

"Xiaoxue! You're here! I'm starving!" Zhao Yaqian took long strides and pounced over, taking the two big bags with her eyes shining. "Wow! So much delicious food! And my favorite roasted sweet potato noodles!"

As she spoke, she hugged Lin Muxue affectionately and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Slow down, slow down. With your big body, you'll break me." Lin Muxue stumbled from the bump, complaining but smiling.

The two hurriedly filled the coffee table with skewers, fruit platters, and chilled drinks.

Then he turned on the LCD TV on the living room wall and played the most popular comedy variety show.

"Huh? Where's Tingzi? It's Thursday today, she shouldn't be live streaming, has she not come back yet?"

Zhao Yaqian paused in her action of tearing the sweet potato skin, lowered her voice, and whispered, "Tingzi... she went to see the new house with Brother Song and President Gao... they won't be back until later."

"Cloud Top Mansion?"

"Ah."

The two exchanged a knowing glance and neither continued the topic.

"Then let's eat slowly and wait for Tingzi to come back so we can eat together."

"Yeah, okay."

More than half an hour passed.

The smart lock on the gate beeped again as it opened.

He Liting, dressed in a stylish gray coat and with exquisite makeup, is back.

Upon seeing the delicious food on the table, he cheered and dropped his bag to join in.

As night deepened, a cold wind howled outside the window.

The three of them hid in the warm, cozy room, drinking iced cola and eating barbecue.

They excitedly shared anecdotes from their work and lives, complained about the oddballs they'd encountered, and chatted about the latest entertainment gossip. The living room was filled with their cheerful chatter.

……

More than 9 o'clock in the evening.

He Liting went to the study to prepare the script for tomorrow's live broadcast.

Lin Muxue lay lazily on Zhao Yaqian's soft bed and chatted with her about her upcoming engagement party at her hometown over the weekend.

As they talked, somehow the topic veered towards the Tang and Song dynasties and those ambiguous matters.

Lin Muxue asked mysteriously, "By the way, Qianqian, you also know Xiaojing. What do you think of her?"

"She's easy to get along with, beautiful, and has a sweet voice. She's much better than I expected."

"Hmph, she's not as simple as she seems!" Lin Muxue gritted her teeth, her tone full of advice from someone with experience, and began to exaggerate Xiao Jing's abnormality.

Zhao Yaqian listened in a daze, her big eyes blinking.

It's hard to believe that the well-behaved, sweet, rich, and beautiful woman is actually like this in private.

After speaking, Lin Muxue extended her slender index finger and gently touched Zhao Yaqian's full red lips.

He enthusiastically urged, "If Tang Song ever gets you two together to play some weird game, remember to use your nimble tongue to teach that little pervert a lesson."

"Huh?!" Zhao Yaqian's cheeks instantly turned bright red. "What...what are you saying?! How am I supposed to discipline her..."

"Your tongue is so nimble," Lin Muxue whispered in her ear, giving her some pointers, "When the time comes, you just..."

Emperor Muxue, who was about to return to his hometown in glory, was in a state of excitement and restlessness.

The topic became increasingly obscene, racing headlong towards something indescribable.

The 19-year-old beautician was full of youthful vigor and couldn't stand the trash talk from the fake socialite.

The two of them laughed and played around on the soft bed.

It took a while.

Zhao Yaqian suddenly sat up and turned her head, saying, "Xiaoxue."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Shall we drive to Genting Mansions now?"

"Huh?!" Lin Muxue was taken aback. "Why are you going there? To find Tang Song? But... he's probably with Gao Mengting, showing off their new house right now. They'll definitely be staying there tonight."

Zhao Yaqian winked playfully, her tone filled with eager excitement: "It's okay, my Mercedes G-Class has plenty of space. We'll just call Brother Song down, and we can chat in the car."

"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"Oh, what's wrong with that? Weren't you supposed to report to Brother Song?"

"Uh...yes..."

"That settles it! Let's go!"

Without hesitation, the beautician jumped off the bed, grabbed the still hesitant Xiaoxue, quickly changed her clothes, and sneaked downstairs.

The black Mercedes-Benz G63 drove smoothly through the night.

The beautician, who has had her driver's license for more than six months, already has quite good driving skills and handles this behemoth with ease.

The two best friends exchanged glances and whispered to each other, their faces showing a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

Soon, the car arrived at Genting Mansion.

Because it is a newly built community that has only recently been handed over to residents, and it is positioned at a very high level, the occupancy rate is not high.

The night was deep, and the neighborhood was so quiet that you could hear the wind rustling through the treetops.

There were hardly any pedestrians in sight, and very few vehicles were passing by.

Lin Muxue took out her phone and dialed Tang Song's number.

"Hello? Mr. Tang, I'm sorry to bother you so late. There's a very important matter that I need to report to you in person immediately."

"Yes, it's urgent. I'm right outside the south gate of Cloudtop Mansion."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you."

hang up the phone.

Zhao Yaqian drove her car to a relatively secluded temporary parking space in a corner of a shop.

After waiting for a few minutes, Tang Song's tall figure emerged from the lights at the south gate of the residential area.

He looked like he had just taken a shower; his hair was still a little damp.

Their eyes met, and Lin Muxue, who was standing outside the car, smiled and waved before getting into the back seat of the G-Class.

Tang Song quickened his pace, arrived at the carriage, and opened the door.

A scent mixed with perfume and body heat wafted towards me.

Inside the dimly lit and private carriage.

The "Qianxue CP," shivering from the cold, were hugging each other tightly.

She was dressed in a sexy, form-fitting business suit, with sharp lines and a cool, aloof aura;

A woman wearing a spaghetti strap dress, revealing her youthful, voluptuous legs.

Vibrant and fragrant, a deep bond between best friends.

Snow-white, delicate, and warm; their breaths were filled with each other's essence.

The interplay of light and shadow creates an intense visual impact.

"Brother Song." Zhao Yaqian tilted her head when she saw him, her face full of undisguised affection.

Tang Song took a deep breath of the crisp, cold air and, without the slightest hesitation, resolutely joined in.

"Bam—"

The heavy car door was closed.

As night deepened, the temperature inside the car steadily rose.

……

Friday, November 2023, 12.

10 o'clock in the morning.

Shenzhen Bao'an International Airport.

As the plane landed smoothly and the loud roar gradually faded into the distance, Shen Yuyan slowly opened her eyes.

She carried her suitcase and followed the flow of people out of the VIP passage.

Shenzhen in December remains warm as springtime, with a gentle breeze carrying the scents of the ocean and subtropical vegetation.

The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear.

But Shen Yuyan had no interest in appreciating it and looked rather gloomy.

The due diligence on Linglian Technology has been completely completed.

Last night, Tang Song also sent her a clear email.

Notification regarding the complete cessation of his personal investment activities.

From now on, she will no longer need to attend those investor banquets and industry forums that she used to be so enthusiastic about in his name.

This means that one of her glamorous identities has been cleanly and decisively stripped away.

Tang Song didn't explicitly tell her about her new job, only asking her to come to Shenzhen first, saying that he would make arrangements.

Shen Yuyan is a person who is filled with fear of uncertainty.

She knew very well that the center of power was right next to Tang Song.

The reason she willingly became his special assistant, even at the cost of setting aside all her pride and dignity, was simply to get closer to him.

Walk out of the aisle.

Shen Yuyan's gaze swept across the area and quickly spotted a sign bearing the logo of Tangyi Precision and her name.

Upon seeing her emerge, the staff member in charge of reception immediately stepped forward and bowed slightly in a respectful manner.

"Hello, is this Ms. Shen Yuyan? I am Zhou Li from Tangyi Precision. Secretary Chen specially arranged for me to take care of your entire itinerary during this summit."

Shen Yuyan composed herself, smiled and nodded: "Hello, thank you for your hard work."

"Of course." Zhou Li took the suitcase handle from her and gestured, "Mr. Shen, the car is waiting outside. This way, please."

"Thank you."

Shen Yuyan didn't think much of Zhou Li's address.

Although she was just an assistant, when she was out and about, people who weren't involved in business usually addressed her as "President Shen".

Soon, the two got into a black Mercedes MPV.

The car drove out of the airport and smoothly merged into the traffic heading into the city.

The carriage was quiet, and the atmosphere was somewhat somber.

Shen Yuyan looked at the scenery rushing past the window, frowning as she pondered something.

"Ding-dong—" A friendly notification sound rang out.

Zhang Tianqi: "Yu Yan, have you gotten off the plane? Where are you?"

Shen Yuyan checked the time and replied, "I estimate it will take about twenty minutes to get to the hotel."

Zhang Tianqi: "Okay, I'll wait for you in the hotel lobby. By the way, I ran into an old acquaintance here, Chen Wenxin, do you remember him?"

Shen Yuyan paused for a moment, then replied, "I remember that after he graduated with his master's degree, he went to work for a semiconductor company, right?"

Zhang Tianqi: "That's right. Chuanggan Technology has had a portion of its shares acquired by Tangyi Precision, and its headquarters are located in Tangyi Precision's Eco-Tech Park, so it is also eligible to participate."

[Zhang Tianqi: "He's still hung up on you, the campus belle. He just posted a photo of you two visiting Shenzhen before on his WeChat Moments, and he's been so nostalgic about it. When you get there later, he'll probably be bothering you again, haha."]

Shen Yuyan pursed her lips and replied with a helpless emoji.

Chen Wenxin was the former student council president of their school, a year ahead of them, and had once pursued her passionately.

After being admitted to the graduate program at South China University of Technology, he confessed his feelings to her in public.

However, after being rejected, we lost touch.

Immediately afterwards, an old photo was sent over.

Shen Yuyan opened the photo, her gaze slightly lost in thought.

That was a photo taken during her summer vacation after her freshman year of college.

The backdrop is Shenzhen Bao'an International Airport, which is right behind her.

At that time, the school organized a group of outstanding student leaders to come to Shenzhen to participate in a "National College Student Science and Technology Innovation Summer Camp" jointly organized by several leading technology companies.

She was not yet 20 years old in the photo.

Wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, her face was full of collagen.

At that time, she had just been officially selected as the "Annual Campus Beauty of Yanshan University of Science and Technology" through a vote on the official WeChat account, and had become a minor sensation on Tieba, forums, and even Bilibili.

Youthful and beautiful, full of vigor and spirit.

University was arguably the most glorious period of her life.

She doesn't need to depend on anyone; she is the light itself.

The teacher's appreciation, the classmates' admiration, the outstanding senior students' solicitousness...

She enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, surrounded by everyone.

And they became addicted to it.

Memories flooded back.

An indescribable bitterness choked her throat.

Shen Yuyan gently closed her eyes, her red lips pressed tightly together, overwhelmed with mixed emotions.

……

The car smoothly entered the Qianhai area and finally came to a stop under the grand entrance of the JW Marriott Hotel.

This is also the official partner hotel used to host the guests at this summit.

"Mr. Shen, we've arrived."

Zhou Li's gentle reminder pulled her thoughts back to reality.

"Hmm." Shen Yuyan took a deep breath and readjusted her emotions.

Get out of the car.

As soon as I stepped into the magnificent lobby, two familiar figures came to greet me from the nearby rest area.

Leading the group was a figure that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Wearing a sharp, custom-made suit, with his hair neatly combed and a confident smile on his face, he exuded the aura of a young elite.

Zhang Tianqi followed beside her, giving her a helpless look, "Yuyan, this way."

“Tianqi.” Shen Yuyan nodded to his former partner, then looked at another person and said in a distant but polite manner, “Wenxin, long time no see.”

Zhou Li, who was leading the way, paused and stood quietly to the side.

"Yu Yan! Long time no see! Welcome to Shenzhen!"

Chen Wenxin walked up to Shen Yuyan, his gaze falling on her face, his eyes revealing undisguised amazement and fervor.

After several years, the once pure and charming college beauty has become more mature, sexy, and even more captivating.

This was also his beloved from university, whom he reunited with at this summit.

The thoughts that were once suppressed in one's heart inevitably begin to stir again.

"Thank you, senior. What a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into you here." Shen Yuyan maintained a polite smile.

"Haha, it's not really a coincidence." Chen Wenxin smiled, his former confidence and sense of superiority as the student council president naturally emanating from him. "This 'Next Generation Smart Hardware Ecosystem Summit' is essentially Tangyi Precision's way of selecting ecosystem partners for its most important subsidiary, Xuanji Optics."

Our 'Creative Sensing Technology' developed 3D spatial perception algorithm module is a key component of the core supply chain for the first generation of [Xuanji Light Realm] products.

Furthermore, since Tang Yi is already one of our strategic shareholders, our team can be considered a semi-host for this summit.

His words were purely self-aggrandizement.

Although Chuanggan Technology has good technology, it can only be considered a cog in Tangyi Precision's huge global supply chain system.

The purpose of saying this is simply to demonstrate one's current "value" and "energy" in front of the former ideal woman.

Shen Yuyan didn't say much, but simply followed his words and offered a few polite compliments.

Chen Wenxin, beaming, extended an invitation: "Yuyan, let's have lunch together. I'll also invite the other alumni who are developing in Shenzhen later, so we can all get together and have a good welcome-back dinner!"

Shen Yuyan was about to speak and find an excuse to refuse.

Zhou Li, the assistant who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly stepped forward and whispered in an extremely respectful tone, "President Shen! Secretary Chen and Chairman Zheng have arrived."

Then, her gaze turned to a certain direction in the lobby.

The three people present were all stunned and involuntarily followed her gaze.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged couple walked side by side toward us from the passage on the left.

The woman was of average appearance, but she walked with a steady gait, had a calm gaze, and possessed an excellent demeanor.

The man was handsome and dashing, with a tall and straight figure, a smile on his lips, and exuding the unique charm of a top elite.

Several staff members, also dressed in suits, followed behind him.

The group instantly recognized the handsome middle-aged man as the chairman of Dejurenhe, who was incredibly popular on major financial media outlets and social networks.

Shen Yuyan's breathing immediately became rapid.

Zheng Qiudong! What's he doing here?!
Also... Zhou Li just said, "Secretary Chen and Chairman Zheng have arrived."

In other words… the woman next to him is Ouyang Xian Yue’s chief secretary, Chen Jing?!
The two of them... came especially to greet me?!

For a moment, an indescribable sense of being flattered, mixed with a feeling of unreality, completely overwhelmed her.

Chen Wenxin's gaze slowly shifted to the middle-aged woman beside him.

It looks so familiar, like I've seen it somewhere before.

Under their watchful eyes, the two figures, seemingly surrounded by their own halos, were already approaching at a leisurely pace.

Shen Yuyan bit her lower lip, forcibly suppressing the turmoil in her heart.

He stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said in a respectful tone with just the right amount of nervousness: "Secretary Chen, Chairman Zheng, hello."

A hint of a smile flashed in Zheng Qiudong's insightful and deep eyes.

"Long time no see, Mr. Shen... This time, President Tang specially arranged for me to come and support you. I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

Upon hearing his words, Shen Yuyan's pupils trembled, and her body tensed instantly.

Secretary Chen paused, smiling, and said, "President Shen, welcome to Shenzhen for our summit. Ms. Ouyang specifically asked me to convey her greetings to you."

Her voice was steady and appropriate, each word clear and powerful, filled with an unquestionable sense of authority.

As soon as the words "Ms. Ouyang" were uttered, Zhang Tianqi and Chen Wenxin froze on the spot, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Shen Yuyan's face gradually turned red, her full chest heaving violently, and she could hardly breathe.

(End of this chapter)