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

Xu Momo began to face Lin Feng, her legs shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, her center of gravity lowered, and she began to shake her waist and abdomen.

It wasn't a slight tremor; it was a high-speed vibration of the entire abdominal muscle group, with a fine wave rippling across the skin, rolling from the lower ribs down to the lower abdomen.

The bow on the waistband of the skirt shook violently, and the thin straps loosened more and more as it shook. The bow on the left side slipped open halfway, and most of her breasts were almost exposed.

She raised her hand to hold down the bow that was about to come undone, tilted her head to look at Lin Feng, and licked her upper lip.

"I almost fell." His voice was a little hoarse than before.

"Let it fall down."

Xu smiled quietly and released her grip.

The bow came undone completely, and two thin straps hung down from the waistband of the skirt. The skirt was only held up by the hip bones to prevent it from falling down.

He took two steps back, made the last move, turned around, faced away from Lin Feng, stood with his legs together, and then slowly bent over.

Starting from the ankles, the hands move up the calves, behind the knees, and the back of the thighs, stopping at the lower edge of the buttocks. The fingers are spread and hooked onto the fabric of the skirt, then suddenly pulled upwards, lifting the skirt up a bit.

Beneath the hem of her skirt, a pair of bare ankles and a small section of calves were visible, with long Achilles tendons and a delicate curve in the ankle bone.

The music stopped.

She bent over and paused for five seconds, then straightened up and turned around. Her breathing was rapid, her chest heaving violently, and the edge of her bra opened and closed with her breath. A thin layer of sweat glistened in her collarbone.

Before she could get up, Raymond Lam pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Don't change your clothes." What happened after that night is best left unsaid.

The lights of Suzhou CBD outside the floor-to-ceiling windows gradually went out, and the surface of Jinji Lake was completely hidden in the night, with only the landscape lights along the lakeside walkway still on.

When Lin Feng woke up at 10 a.m. the next day, Xu Momo was still asleep.

He was curled up on the other side of the bed, wrapped in a blanket, with a section of his shoulder and some hair scattered on the pillow, breathing steadily and evenly.

Lin Feng didn't wake him up. He got up, took a shower, packed his luggage, and called the hotel reception to ask them to call a minivan to the high-speed rail station.

He wrote a few lines on a sticky note, placed it on the bedside table, and then picked up his suitcase and left the room. When he came downstairs, Vice President Zhang and several other entourage members were already waiting in the lobby. Seeing Lin Feng come out of the elevator, Vice President Zhang handed him a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Lin, everyone's here, the car's outside."

"Let's go."

As the van drove away from the hotel and passed Jinji Lake Avenue, the plane trees on both sides of the road were still dripping water droplets, the traces left by yesterday's rain not yet completely dried.

Lin Feng glanced at the hotel building receding into the distance through the car window in the rearview mirror, then looked away and checked his phone for messages.

Ye Qinghan's message from last night lay quietly in the chat box: Arrived, busy. Below it was another message from Xu Momo this morning, obviously sent after seeing the note when she just woke up. It contained a string of crying emojis and the sentence, "You left and I'm so bored in Suzhou all by myself."

Raymond Lam replied, "Film the video properly, don't be lazy," and then locked his phone.

It was already 1 p.m. when we got back to Hohai University.

Lin Feng did not go home; instead, he had his driver take him directly to the Tianlong Group headquarters.

On the way, he called Ouyang Qian and asked her to notify the heads of each department to attend a meeting in the conference room at 2 o'clock.

The conference room at Tianlong Group's headquarters is on the sixteenth floor. It is the largest in the entire building and can seat forty people.

When Lin Feng arrived at 5:50, everyone in the conference room was already there—the heads of the production department, technology department, purchasing department, finance department, and human resources department were sitting on both sides of the long table, each with a notebook and folder in front of them.

Vice President Zhang sat in the first seat on the left side of the long table, with a laptop in front of him and a half-finished cup of black coffee next to him.

Lin Feng sat down and, without exchanging pleasantries, went straight to the point.

I said three things.

The first thing is that Tianlong Group and BYD officially signed a five-year equipment supply and technology cooperation contract. BYD's first batch of technical teams will arrive next Wednesday, and equipment production will start simultaneously.

This means that the Tianlong New Energy Vehicle Project has entered the substantive construction phase starting today, and is no longer just a plan on paper. This is the company's most important strategic project for the next five years, without exception.

The second thing is that starting next Monday, the infrastructure renovation project for the new energy vehicle project will officially commence. The production department needs to complete the relocation of the existing production lines within this week, the technology department needs to cooperate with the BYD team to prepare for the installation and commissioning of equipment, the purchasing department is responsible for laying out the supply channels for raw materials and auxiliary materials, and the finance department needs to ensure that the funds are allocated in line with the project schedule.

Thirdly, starting immediately, each department will hold a project progress report meeting every Friday afternoon at 3 PM, chaired by Vice President Zhang, and submit a weekly report to Lin Feng every Monday. Project schedules, budgets, and staffing will all be publicly displayed, and any problems that arise in any环节 will be directly traced back to the department head.

The meeting room was silent for about five seconds.

Lin Feng scanned the assembled department heads, "Is there anything you don't understand?"

No one speaks.

Production Manager Liu had already started listing the production line relocation schedule in his notebook, while Xiao Wang from the technical department was typing rapidly on his laptop, probably taking meeting minutes.

"The meeting is adjourned!"

I walked out of the conference room.

Vice President Zhang followed behind him, reporting on several details as they walked. The dormitories for the technical team had been arranged; they were renting an apartment building three kilometers away from the factory, with four people per unit, and water, electricity, and internet all in place.

The topping-out date for the factory's infrastructure has been moved up from the end of the month to the 25th, and the construction team has added more manpower. Lin Feng nodded after hearing this and told him to continue monitoring the progress and to call anytime if there were any problems.

After leaving Tianlong Group, Lin Feng called Wang Yue to come pick him up. About fifteen minutes later, a white van pulled up in front of the building. Lin Feng opened the back door and got in; the first thing he saw was a pair of legs.

Today, Wang Yue wore a dark gray suit dress with the hem just a hand's width above her knees. She wore thin black stockings and black pointed-toe high heels with a small metal buckle on the surface.

The other person was sitting in the driver's seat, with their right leg on the brake and their left leg naturally bent and placed to the side. Their black stockings were stretched perfectly flat at the knee, without a single wrinkle.

The leg shape has a smooth transition from thigh to calf, slender ankles, and a perfectly curved Achilles tendon.