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

December 31st, 9:10 AM.

Winters in the southern part of the city are bitterly cold; the wind feels like knives on your face.

The sycamore trees downstairs at Chengfeng Capital are bare, with only a few withered leaves hanging on their branches, rustling in the wind.

Zhou Lingxi parked the car, picked up her bag, and went into the building.

Today she wore a long black coat over a white shirt with a bow tie at the collar, black suit pants, and black high heels.

Her hair was styled in an updo, revealing her fair neck, and she wore a pair of small pearl earrings. She wore light makeup, with a deep red lipstick, making her look both capable and energetic.

In the elevator, she looked at herself in the mirror, straightened her shirt collar, and took a deep breath.

To be honest, she was a little nervous.

It wasn't because of the judicial auction itself—she had worked at Dingsheng Capital for seven years and had seen her share of big events.

This was because it was the first time Su Yifeng had taken her out on business.

She had only been at Chengfeng Capital for a few days. Although Su Yifeng had offered her a much higher annual salary than before, she knew in her heart that she had to do as much work as she was paid. If she messed up today, she wouldn't have the face to accept that salary.

The elevator has arrived.

Zhou Lingxi came out, and the receptionist recognized her and greeted her with a smile: "Good morning, President Zhou."

"Good morning." Zhou Lingxi nodded and walked towards the conference room.

Su Yifeng told her yesterday that they would meet in the conference room at 9:30 this morning. She deliberately arrived 20 minutes early to familiarize herself with the situation.

She was taken aback when she pushed open the conference room door.

There are already people inside.

A woman sat at the conference table, legs crossed, holding a cup of coffee in her hand.

She was wearing a black fur coat over a tight red sweater, a black leather skirt, and high-heeled boots.

Her hair was in big, wavy curls, draped over her shoulders. She wore heavy makeup, with red lips and winged eyeliner.

She looks both beautiful and cool, like she stepped right out of a fashion magazine cover.

Zhou Lingxi's heart skipped a beat.

This woman is clearly not an ordinary person.

"Hello." Zhou Lingxi walked in and nodded politely. "I'm Zhou Lingxi from Chengfeng Capital."

The woman put down her coffee cup, stood up, and extended her hand.

"Lan Qimeng".

The voice was neither too loud nor too soft, with a touch of languor.

Zhou Lingxi held her hand and felt that her fingers were very thin, but her grip was quite strong.

The two people sat down facing each other.

Zhou Lingxi sized up Lan Qimeng, and Lan Qimeng was also sizing her up.

"Are you one of President Su's new hires?" Lan Qimeng asked first.

"Yes, I've only been here a few days."

"Where were you before?"

"Dingsheng Capital, we've been doing this for seven years."

Lan Qimeng raised an eyebrow: "Dingsheng? That's a nice place. Why are you thinking of switching jobs?"

Zhou Lingxi smiled and said, "President Su's offer is good."

Lan Qimeng laughed as well: "That's true. He's never stingy when it comes to money."

The two chatted for a few minutes, and the atmosphere was fairly harmonious.

Zhou Lingxi noticed that although Lan Qimeng spoke casually, she was very clear-headed and could talk about projects with great expertise.

"By the way, how old are you this year?" Lan Qimeng suddenly asked.

"Twenty-nine," Zhou Lingxi said. "And you?"

"Twenty-two."

Zhou Lingxi was stunned for a moment.

Twenty-two?

So young?

She couldn't help but glance at Lan Qimeng again. Fur coat, red lips, high-heeled boots, and that aura—she had always thought Lan Qimeng was at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight.

"So young," Zhou Lingxi said, her tone tinged with envy.

Lan Qimeng smiled but didn't reply.

At that moment, the conference room door opened again, and a young man wearing glasses walked in, carrying a stack of documents.

"Mr. Lan, this is today's auction list. Please take a look."

Lan Qimeng took it, flipped through it, and nodded.

The man nodded to Zhou Lingxi again, then turned and left.

Watching Lan Qimeng flip through the documents, Zhou Lingxi couldn't help but ask, "Ms. Lan, which school did you attend before?"

Lan Qimeng looked up at her and smiled.

"I never went to college."

Zhou Lingxi was stunned for a moment.

"Don't even mention university, he didn't even finish high school," Lan Qimeng said casually, as if she were commenting on the nice weather. "He started working at sixteen."

Zhou Lingxi opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

She started working at sixteen. That means she didn't even have a high school diploma.

But her current demeanor, the way she speaks, and the sophistication with which she handles things make her seem nothing like someone who has never been to school.

"Today is an auction." Lan Qimeng closed the file and looked at Zhou Lingxi. "President Su should have told you that I'm in charge of acquiring those assets from Zhongcheng Group."

Zhou Lingxi nodded: "President Su said I should learn from him."

"I wouldn't call it learning," Lan Qimeng smiled. "It's just going through the motions. After we acquired the land, the commercial street, the KTV, the billiard hall—I've basically been in charge of managing all of these projects."

Zhou Lingxi's eyes widened slightly.

"You're managing all these projects by yourself?"

"Yes." Lan Qimeng picked up her coffee and took a sip. "President Su is investing, and I'm in charge of operations. We're going to build a residential complex on that land, re-attract tenants to the commercial street, and convert the KTV and billiard hall into a formal chain. There's a lot to do, but I've assigned tasks to different people. I'll just focus on the big picture."

She spoke calmly, as if she were stating something perfectly natural.

Zhou Lingxi sat there, her mind in turmoil.

She worked at Dingsheng Capital for seven years, rising from analyst to investment director, handling at least eighty to a hundred projects.

But she has never truly managed a project independently.

Her job involves investing, analyzing, writing reports, and negotiating prices.

How to operate, manage, and make money after investing is not her business.

But Lan Qimeng is different.

She's only twenty-two years old, hasn't even finished high school, and is already managing businesses worth hundreds of millions.

Moreover, judging from her tone of voice, she wasn't just a figurehead "manager"; she was genuinely in charge.

A feeling that was hard to describe welled up in Zhou Lingxi's heart.

There is jealousy.

I feel envious.

It's also a little bit sour.

She studied and worked hard for so many years, and now she's an investment director with an annual salary of six or seven hundred thousand yuan. In other people's eyes, she's already very successful.

Compared to Lan Qimeng, she suddenly felt that her own achievements were nothing at all.

Lan Qimeng looked at Zhou Lingxi's expression and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She'd seen that look far too many times.

Those who have read many books and worked for many years in large companies all had this expression when they first heard about her age and education.

Surprise, then resentment, and then a complex feeling that was hard to describe.

But what can you do when she's so capable?

"Sister Zhou," Lan Qimeng said, her tone gentler than before.

Zhou Lingxi raised her head.

"Do you know why I'm in charge of these projects?" Lan Qimeng asked.

Zhou Lingxi shook her head.

"Because President Su trusts me," Lan Qimeng said. "I don't have a high level of education, and I've never worked for a large company. It's just because he trusts me."

She paused, looking at Zhou Lingxi.

He trusts someone not because of their background or qualifications, but because they are capable.

Zhou Lingxi didn't speak, but gently rubbed her fingers on her knees.

Lan Qimeng smiled and picked up her coffee cup.

"Sister Zhou, now that you're at Chengfeng, do your job well. President Su won't mistreat capable people."

When she said this, her eyes held a knowing look, as if she had been through it all.

She had already realized that Zhou Lingxi would eventually become a "sister".

Which of the women around President Su didn't start out as "capable"?