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

Xu Momo rested her chin on the back of her hand, tilted her head to look at him, and the corner of her mouth curved with her usual slyness. "A base salary of 20,000 plus commission, plus a sugar daddy fee, plus traffic support, Mr. Lin, are you trying to turn me into a little rich woman? I calculated it yesterday, and just these things combined, my monthly take-home pay is more than my annual living expenses when I was studying in Kyoto."

"That depends on whether you can make the live-streaming sales successful." Lin Feng stood up. "Wang Yue is handling the team matters. A studio is coming over this afternoon to talk, and if it's a deal, we'll sign a contract immediately. Account management and live-streaming planning will be handled by others, so you can focus on creating content. By the way, how are the likes on your previous videos?"

Xu Momo scrolled through the backend. "The most viewed video is nearly a million views, and the comment section is quite active. That video is of me drinking coffee on the hotel balcony, and many people asked me where I bought the coffee. I think my style is more suitable for selling affordable luxury products, such as skincare, cosmetics, and home goods, which also aligns with your company's current product line."

"Sure. You can proceed at your own pace first, and then we can plan systematically once the team is in place."

When Lin Feng came out of the live broadcast room, he ran into Wang Yue in the corridor.

She was wearing a light blue shirt and black trousers, her hair was tied in a low ponytail, and she was carrying a folder. She had just come downstairs.

"I've finalized things with the media studio. It's a small team of four who have been responsible for incubating several beauty accounts." Wang Yue handed him the folder. "I've looked at their case studies; their style and traffic generation strategy seem reliable. I've scheduled a meeting with them this afternoon to discuss things in person. If it's a good fit, we'll sign a contract right away."

"Okay, you handle it." Lin Feng took the folder and flipped through a couple of pages. "Keep a close eye on Xu Momo. She's new, so don't let her go astray. Also, make sure she has a separate budget for the health management company this month, including equipment purchases and traffic acquisition."

Wang Yue nodded. "Understood. I'll send the budget to your email after I meet with the studio this afternoon."

Lin Feng took Xu Momo on a tour of the company.

The article briefly introduced the functions and business scope of each department as we walked through the seventh-floor office area of ​​the health management company, the twelfth-floor business department, and the fifteenth-floor core office area.

Xu Momo followed quietly beside him, listening attentively and nodding occasionally without asking any questions. When they reached the business department, she stopped and looked at the project progress chart on the wall, which listed the milestones and delivery dates of several projects under construction. She turned her head and asked, "Did you bring in all these projects?"

"Most of them are. Some are from older partners who have continued their partnerships."

"So you must have a lot of free time." She looked away. "You have people to do the work, so you just make the decisions."

Lin Feng smiled but didn't respond, continuing to walk forward.

Upon reaching the fifteenth floor, Lin Feng pushed open the door to his office and went inside. Xu Momo followed him in and closed the door behind her. She put her bag on the sofa, leaned close, wrapped her arms around his waist, and looked up at him.

"I've missed you these past few days," she said, standing on tiptoe to press her lips to yours.

Then, the hand was pulled to Lin Feng's chest area. Just as Lin Feng's hand touched it, footsteps came from outside the door, followed by a knock.

Xu Momo released her grip and took a half step back, straightening the crooked collar of her cardigan. Her face had regained its mature and sophisticated expression. She tugged at the wrinkles in her hem and retreated half a step towards the sofa.

"Enter."

Ouyang Qian pushed open the door and walked in.

Today I wore a white silk shirt, with the collar tied up to the second button. The fabric was thin and soft, clinging to my body and clearly outlining every curve. The shoulder line was neatly defined, with a smooth transition from the shoulder to the waist.

Her breasts were still very eye-catching, bouncing up and down as she walked.

Beneath the shirt was a dark gray pencil skirt, the hem just past her knees, revealing a sliver of her calves encased in flesh-colored stockings. Her hair was loose over her shoulders, and her makeup was lighter than it had been a few days ago.

His gaze didn't linger on Xu Momo; he walked straight to the desk. "President Lin, there are a few documents that need your signature."

Lin Feng went back behind his desk and sat down.

Ouyang Qian opened the folder and placed it on the table, pointing to the signature area, "The project acceptance form from the engineering department, and the procurement process approval form, take a look at them first, and sign them if there are no problems."

I glanced through the pages, confirmed the contents were correct, signed the document, closed the folder, and pushed it back. "How's things going with the operations department lately?"

"It's all sorted out now." Ouyang Qian put the folder away. "The workflow for collaboration between departments has been run through several times in the past few days, and there are basically no more bottlenecks. The recruitment for the project scheduling position is also progressing quickly. We've shortlisted three candidates, and we'll schedule the second interview next week. I've also reviewed the existing information on the new energy sector. There's support in three areas: policy subsidies, industrial support, and market prospects. If this project can be implemented, it will greatly enhance the company's scale."

"Since there's room for progress, we need to move forward quickly." Lin Feng leaned back in his chair. "The partners from Tianlong will be coming over to coordinate, and you'll be there too."

Ouyang Qian nodded, but did not leave immediately.

Standing in front of the desk, he pinched the edge of the folder between his fingers. "Regarding my daughter's transfer, after Mayor Wang made the arrangements, the school called the next day. The procedures are all done, and she will officially start school next week."

"That's good."

"President Lin, I'd like to invite you to dinner," Ouyang Qian said, her tone gentler than when she usually reported on work. "It's a personal way of thanking you. I don't like owing favors, and you've helped me so much, so I should at least show my appreciation. Otherwise, I'll just feel uneasy leaving this matter unresolved."

Lin Feng leaned back in his chair and glanced at her, his hand resting on the table. "I have things to do tomorrow, and I have to go on a business trip to Jiangnan Province the day after. We'll talk about it when I get back. There's no rush."

"Are you free tonight? We can have a simple meal at my place; it won't take up too much of your time. I can buy some groceries and cook a few dishes; it'll be quieter than eating out."

Ouyang Qian still insisted on her own idea, mainly because she felt uncomfortable about owing favors for too long.

Lin Feng remained silent for a moment.

She knew that if she didn't go to this meal tonight, she would remember it forever.

"Okay, then... let's go together after get off work."

Ouyang Qian didn't say much, just nodded, closed the folder, turned around, and pushed open the door to leave. The door closed softly behind her, and the sound of her high heels followed the corridor towards the elevator.

Xu Momo leaned back on the sofa armrest, holding her phone. Her fingertip unconsciously swiped the screen a couple of times. She only looked up after the door was closed. "Your director has a great figure. When she bent over to put the folder down just now, the curve below her waist was quite pronounced, and those breasts…aren't they exaggeratedly big? Could it be…?"

"She's all-natural," Lin Feng said, sitting down in a chair. "Not all women with good figures are like you."

"What did I do wrong? I was just curious, not trying to take it from her." Xu Momo stood up, walked over to him, and put her phone in her coat pocket. "Okay, honey, I'm going downstairs now. I need to study the tutorials for using the live streaming equipment this afternoon. I haven't used this kind of lighting much before, so I need to practice beforehand to avoid a messy live stream."

"Okay, you take care of your own business first." Lin Feng watched her walk to the door. "If you don't understand anything, ask Wang Yue."

Xu Momo paused at the door, turned her head to look at him, and asked, "Are you coming back tonight?"

"Let's watch it tonight."

"I'll be going now." She pushed open the door, and the sound of her high heels faded away down the corridor.

Lin Feng sat alone in his office, glancing down at the calendar on his desk. Tomorrow, Saturday, was the start of his trip to Happy Valley; his schedule was packed. He closed the calendar, opened his phone, and sent a message to Shen Wanyu.

"Saturday at Happy Valley, Shen Qianqian will be there, so be mindful of your behavior."

After sending the message, he leaned back in his chair, looked out the window at the traffic flowing across the bridge, and waited a few seconds before his phone screen lit up.

Shen Wanyu replied with just two words: "Got it." She added a tongue-out emoji.

Seeing this expression, Lin Feng still felt uneasy. He decided to go find her tonight and settle her in, in case anything went wrong tomorrow.