Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

The door closed.

Only Su Yifeng and Song Fangjie remained in the office.

Song Fangjie walked to Su Yifeng's side, but instead of sitting down, she bent down and placed her hands on the armrests of the boss's chair, trapping Su Yifeng in the middle.

The neckline of the dress she wore today wasn't high to begin with, and from this position, the view was completely exposed.

"President Su..." Her voice softened, carrying a seductive undertone, "Thank you for your willingness to help me."

Seeing this, Su Yifeng leaned back in his chair, understanding perfectly, and looked at her with a half-smile: "You're really clever, sending them away so you can enjoy yourself alone?"

Song Fangjie blushed, but didn't deny it. Instead, she moved closer, her red lips almost touching Su Yifeng's ear: "I just want to be alone with you for a while. Those two... are too clingy."

As she spoke, her hand had already wandered restlessly to the buttons on Su Yifeng's shirt.

Su Yifeng reached out, put his arm around her waist, and pulled her to sit on his lap.

Song Fangjie let out a soft cry and instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck.

"I helped you acquire your family's assets, and this is how much you thank me?" Su Yifeng asked.

"Of course I should thank you properly." Song Fangjie blinked, her eyes alluring. "However President Su wishes me to express my gratitude, I will do so."

As she spoke, she took the initiative to kiss him.

The kiss was passionate and skillful, carrying Song Fangjie's unique charm and initiative.

Su Yifeng responded, his hands roaming over her body.

Song Fangjie's dress today has a zipper in the back, which is very convenient.

Su Yifeng found the zipper and pulled it gently.

The dress slipped off her shoulder.

Song Fangjie cooperated by twisting her body, causing her skirt to fall completely to the ground.

She's now only wearing her underwear.

The black lace made her skin appear even whiter.

"President Su..." she gasped, her voice soft and seductive, "You haven't guided me in so long... Have I regressed?"

Su Yifeng chuckled: "Let me check."

He picked up Song Fangjie and stood up, placing her on the large desk.

The files were swept aside.

Song Fangjie lay on the table, her long hair loose, looking at him with a dazed expression.

Su Yifeng stood in front of her, looking down at her.

"I'll teach you something new today," he whispered in her ear.

Song Fangjie bit her lip, buried her face in her arms, and gave a muffled reply.

The temperature in the office began to rise.

Song Fangjie is very cooperative and also very good at flirting.

She knew what made her most attractive and how to please Su Yifeng.

After half an hour.

Song Fangjie slumped weakly on the desk, covered in sweat, too exhausted to even move a finger.

Su Yifeng leaned against the table and lit a cigarette.

"What are your plans regarding the acquisition of the family business?" he asked, his tone now calm.

Song Fangjie took a few breaths before slowly sitting up, picking up the dress from the floor and putting it on.

"I plan to go back first to see the current situation of the company."

She said, her voice still a little hoarse, "Then I'll find an opportunity to talk to my dad. His business isn't doing too well right now, and his stepmother's son is good-for-nothing. If I bring the funds back with me, he should be tempted."

Su Yifeng nodded: "Do you need to bring anyone with you?"

"Just bring two people from the investment department," Song Fangjie said. "They're mainly there to make a show of things. I'll handle the actual negotiations myself."

She paused, then looked at Su Yifeng: "Mr. Su, once I take over the company, I will immediately begin preparations for things in Hong Kong. It won't delay your grand plan."

"Okay." Su Yifeng responded, "Go and prepare. Just ask Qingyu for anything you need."

"it is good."

After tidying her clothes and hair, Song Fangjie regained her usual capable and charming appearance.

She walked up to Su Yifeng, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Mr. Su, I'll get back to work now."

After saying that, she swayed her hips and left the office.

Su Yifeng watched her departing figure and smiled.

This woman is indeed intelligent and sensible.

It works, and it's easy to use.

He stubbed out his cigarette, picked up his phone, and sent a message to Tu Qingyu: "Come in for a moment."

Soon, Tu Qingyu pushed open the door and came in.

She blushed slightly when she saw that the office was still a bit messy, but quickly regained her composure.

"President Su."

"Sit down," Su Yifeng said, pointing to the chair opposite him.

Tu Qingyu sat down, her back ramrod straight, her long legs crossed and placed at an angle, her posture elegant.

"You and Fangjie should prepare for things in Gangcheng together," Su Yifeng said. "Please take care of the preliminary research, site selection, and company registration. Fangjie has to deal with family matters, so she might be distracted."

"Understood." Tu Qingyu nodded. "President Su, when shall we go?"

"After the Spring Festival next year," Su Yifeng said, "you should focus on making preparations in the next few months. Just tell me what resources you need."

"it is good."

Tu Qingyu agreed, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "President Su, what about Lin Wanqing? Is she going too?"

"Let's go together," Su Yifeng said. "She's meticulous, perfect for office work and finance. The three of you together would be a good match."

Tu Qingyu nodded and didn't say anything more.

But Su Yifeng could see that there was still some reluctance in her eyes.

"Come here," Su Yifeng said.

Tu Qingyu paused for a moment, then stood up and walked to his side.

Su Yifeng grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Tu Qingyu was tall, and when she sat on his lap, the two of them were almost the same height.

"You can't bear to part with me?" Su Yifeng asked.

Tu Qingyu blushed and lowered her head, "Mmm..."

"Hong Kong isn't far away." Su Yifeng patted her back. "Besides, once you've established yourselves there, I'll come visit you often."

"Really?" Tu Qingyu looked up, her eyes lighting up.

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Tu Qingyu smiled, a smile that instantly softened her cold and aloof face.

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Su Yifeng's neck and kissed him on the lips.

"President Su, I will miss you."

"I know."

After half an hour of tender time together, which made things a bit easier, Tu Qingyu finally left the office.

Su Yifeng leaned back in his chair, watching Tu Qingyu's departing figure, pondering to himself.

Two of the three have already been instructed, and the remaining one, Lin Wanqing, should not be treated unfairly.

He picked up his phone and sent Lin Wanqing a message: "Come to my office."

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Lin Wanqing pushed the door open and came in, her face still showing some trepidation.

While she was waiting outside, she was feeling very anxious. When she saw Song Fangjie and Tu Qingyu come out of the office one after the other, both with a satisfied blush on their faces, she guessed what had happened.

"Mr. Su, you wanted to see me?" she asked softly, standing at the door, hesitant to come in.

"Close the door and come here." Su Yifeng beckoned.

Lin Wanqing obediently closed the door, walked to the desk, and twisted her fingers together, looking somewhat nervous.

Su Yifeng sized her up.

The light blue knit sweater complemented her skin tone, making her look gentle and sweet, like a little white flower.

"Why are you standing so far away?" Su Yifeng smiled. "Come closer."

Lin Wanqing took two steps forward.

Su Yifeng reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her to his side.

"Were you jealous just now?" he asked.

Lin Wanqing blushed and lowered her head: "No...no."

"You still say no?" Su Yifeng lifted her chin. "Your eyes are red."

Lin Wanqing bit her lip and said softly, "I just... I just feel that President Su has been too busy lately and hasn't had time for us."

"Isn't that enough?" Su Yifeng pulled her onto his lap with force.

Lin Wanqing gasped softly, her whole body stiffening for a moment, but she quickly softened and obediently leaned into his arms.

She had a faint fragrance, not perfume, but more like the smell of laundry detergent, and she looked very clean.

"I can't neglect you when I'm coaching you on your fitness." Su Yifeng's hand slipped under the hem of her sweater. "Let me see if you've been slacking off."

Lin Wanqing blushed even more, closed her eyes, and dared not look at him, but her body honestly leaned closer to his chest.

She was more shy than Song Fangjie and Tu Qingyu, and her movements were much more awkward, but that awkwardness had a unique charm.

Su Yifeng wasn't in a hurry and guided her slowly.

Half an hour later, Lin Wanqing slumped weakly on her desk, her knitted sweater disheveled, her face flushed, and her breathing still ragged.

Su Yifeng patted her on the shoulder: "Pack your things and go back to work."

"Hmm..." Lin Wanqing responded, slowly sat up, and straightened her clothes.

She moved slowly, her eyes still watery as she looked at Su Yifeng, her gaze full of dependence.

"President Su, about my trip to Hong Kong..."

"Go with them," Su Yifeng said. "You're meticulous, so please take good care of the finances and administrative work."

"Okay." Lin Wanqing nodded, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "President Su, I will miss you."

"Know."

Lin Wanqing tidied her clothes and then helped Su Yifeng organize the messy documents on his desk before leaving the office.

Su Yifeng checked the time; the morning was almost over.

Unfortunately, Peng Yuanyuan is not at the company today; she has to take leave due to school matters.

Otherwise, Su Yifeng really wouldn't mind giving some guidance after lunch.

His principle in dealing with people was to treat everyone equally.

Su Yifeng leaned back in his chair, his mind starting to plan what would happen next.

The short-selling institutions in Hong Kong are preparing for next year.

In 2007, the subprime mortgage crisis began to unfold, causing turmoil in global financial markets.

That was a celebration for short sellers.

He needs to plan ahead.

As for Song Fangjie's family matters... problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

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