The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

The two of them tidied up the scattered clothes.

He Qianwen took out spare stockings from the drawer and put them on, throwing the torn pair into the trash can. After tidying themselves up briefly, the two sat down again to finalize the details of their collaboration one by one.

He Qianwen said that once Lin Feng and Chao Yuan officially sign the contract, Tianlong's funds will be in place simultaneously.

In addition, Lin Feng's help is also needed for the project in the provincial capital; the specifics will be discussed in detail later. Lin Feng agreed and said he would wait for her reply.

After leaving Tianlong Group, Lin Feng got into his car and first called Chao Yuan to briefly explain the situation, saying that the funds were in place and there would be no problem signing the contract next week.

Chao Yuan chuckled on the other end of the phone, saying he knew this wouldn't be difficult for him. The two agreed to officially sign the contract next Wednesday in Qingyuan.

After hanging up, Lin Feng dialed Shangguan Jinghong's number again. He could hear the sound of her typing on a keyboard on the other end of the line; she was clearly still busy in her office.

Lin Feng recounted the results of his discussion with He Qianwen. He Qianwen would invest half of the shares, holding a minority stake. Tianlong also promised to invest more if there was a funding shortfall.

The remaining investment from Longlin will come from the bank loan, so that neither Baijinhai nor Shuntong Logistics' car purchase payment needs to be mortgaged, and a certain amount of liquid cash can still be kept on the books.

After listening, Shangguan Jinghong said that He Qianwen was really good to him, and then added that in this way, Longlin's financial pressure was almost gone, and there was an additional long-term and stable source of profit.

Lin Feng said the agreement is scheduled to be signed tomorrow, and Tianlong's money will be directly deposited into Longlin's public account, and then Longlin will transfer it to Chao Yuan's company.

The two of them went over several key financial details over the phone.

After Tianlong's investment arrives, Longlin's debt ratio will be reduced to within a safe range; the first phase of the Qingyuan project has a long construction period, and once operations are stable, the annual return rate will be quite considerable.

There are also second and third phases of development to follow, and the profit margin can be sustained for many years. Shangguan Jinghong said that from a financial perspective, this investment is the most cost-effective one since Longlin was founded. When the operating data of the first phase is released, the return on investment can be reflected in the financial statements, which will also be beneficial for future refinancing.

After hanging up the phone, Lin Feng sat in his car and rolled the window down a little. A cool breeze blew in, carrying the sweet smell of roasted sweet potatoes and sugar-roasted chestnuts from the streets outside.

I leaned back in my seat, took a deep breath, and then started the car and drove home.

Traffic radio was playing from the car stereo, with the host reporting on the evening rush hour traffic conditions. The main roads of Hehai City were jammed with a long red line of cars.

I turned the steering wheel to the right and entered a quiet old alley, bypassing the congested main road.

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Lin Feng parked his car at the entrance of the residential area where the private swimming pool was located. He glanced at the time and it was exactly 4:30 pm.

He sent Shen Qianqian a message, saying he would wait for her at the door. About ten minutes later, Shen Qianqian came out of the residential area, carrying a sports bag containing a swimsuit and a bath towel on her back. Her hair was not completely dry, and the ends of her hair were damp and stuck to her shoulders.

Today I'm wearing the same light blue short-sleeved shirt and white pleated skirt as this morning, but my complexion is much better than this morning, with a rosy glow on my cheeks from exercising.

She opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, threw her gym bag on the back seat, and then leaned back in her seat and let out a long sigh. She said that the instructor taught her freestyle breathing techniques today, and she choked on water several times. Her nose was still sore.

Raymond Lam handed her a tissue, which she took and wiped her nose. Then she smiled and said that although she had swallowed water, she felt great. Her shoulders felt much lighter after swimming. She used to always feel a heavy weight in her chest, but after swimming, she felt much more relaxed.

The coach said she learns very quickly and will be able to swim the whole course by herself after a few more lessons.

Lin Feng started the car and drove towards the school. Shen Qianqian leaned back in the passenger seat, took out her phone, and looked through the photos she had taken that day.

Some of the photos are selfies taken by the pool. She's wearing that black one-piece swimsuit, her hair is wet and sticks to her cheeks, and she's making a peace sign at the camera.

She turned her phone around to show Lin Feng and asked if it looked good. Lin Feng glanced at it and said it looked pretty good.

Shen Qianqian put her phone away with satisfaction, then seemed to remember something, turned her head to look at Lin Feng, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

"The coach also taught us a few new poses today, saying they're specifically for slimming the back and arms. One is called something like 'floating on your back and kicking,' and another is called 'side arm stroke.'"

The first one was okay, but the second one almost twisted my arm into a pretzel. However, the coach said that if I keep practicing, the lines of my back and arms will become more and more defined.

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands, her arm almost touching the window in the cramped carriage.

As Lin Feng listened to her rambling on about her swimming lesson, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved into a smile.

I found a congee shop near the school and parked my car in front of it. The shop wasn't big, and the decor was simple, but they had a wide variety of congee.

Shen Qianqian hasn't been eating much staple food at night lately. She says she's on a diet, but actually she just finds the cafeteria food too greasy.

Shen Qianqian ordered a bowl of congee with preserved egg and lean pork, a serving of steamed dumplings, and a bowl of pumpkin congee. The congee was served steaming hot. Shen Qianqian scooped up a small spoonful, blew on it, and then squinted her eyes and said it was delicious.

After finishing their meal, Lin Feng drove the car to the dormitory building. Shen Qianqian unbuckled her seatbelt but didn't get out of the car immediately. She turned her head to look at Lin Feng, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something.

Then she leaned closer, put one hand on Lin Feng's shoulder, pressed her lips to his lips, and gently touched his upper lip with the tip of her tongue.

Her ears were red when she went back.

"I'm leaving now! Remember me!" After she finished speaking, she pushed open the car door, jumped out of the car, grabbed her gym bag from the back seat, stood under the street lamp, waved to him, and then turned and ran into the dormitory building.

The hem of her pleated skirt fluttered gently as she ran, revealing a small patch of fair skin on the side of her thigh before disappearing behind the glass door of the dormitory building.

The next morning, Lin Feng drove Shangguan Jinghong to Qingyuan.

It was unusual for Shangguan Jinghong to not be wearing his signature black long-sleeved shirt today.

She wore a dark gray short-sleeved V-neck T-shirt with a fairly high neckline, paired with black straight-leg trousers that swayed gently on her legs as she walked. She wore black flat leather shoes.

Her hair wasn't styled in a bun as usual, but rather loosely draped over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends. She wore sunscreen on her face and only a layer of clear lip balm on her lips.

She looked much gentler than usual, but the aloofness that emanated from her bones remained unchanged.

The car drove out of Hehai city and turned onto the expressway leading to Qingyuan. On both sides of the road were vast fields of farmland and occasional villages, with distant hills appearing and disappearing in the morning mist.

Lin Feng gripped the steering wheel with both hands, while Shangguan Jinghong sat in the passenger seat, one hand resting on the edge of the window, watching the scenery rushing past outside.

"How did you talk with He Qianwen yesterday?" she suddenly asked, her tone casual, as if she were chatting.

"I went to her office and showed her the project. She thought it was good and agreed on the spot. She would invest half, taking five percent."

"that's all?"

"that's all."

Shangguan Jinghong turned her head to look at him, and that smile reappeared at the corner of her mouth, very small and fleeting. "She must have used her body again. I know He Qianwen; she never loses out in business negotiations. The project's appeal alone couldn't have made her agree so readily in such a short time. You must have done something in the office."

Lin Feng neither denied nor admitted it; he simply shrugged.