The phone kept vibrating.
ssages popped up one after another in three WeChat groups.
Wen Ruan could only keep expressing her thanks in the groups.
The people in these three WeChat groups were not many, the largest being Mo Xiangwan’s "Entertainnt dia Club," with just over 300 people.
Yet the weight they held was really imnse.
Everyone had quite a background.
As the ssages increased, so real bigwigs erged.
There were dostic giants like Tencent, Alibaba, Byte, along with well-known foreign enterprises like Deloitte, Redwood, TPG, that Wen Ruan knew.
Reading everyone’s welco ssages, along with the anxiety and nervousness, an indescribable sense of achievent and surprise enveloped her.
Everyone has vanity, it’s just a matter of degree.
Having worked for many years, Wen Ruan naturally had a sense of competition and comparison.
At this mont, because of these "high-end" social circles, it was magnified, making her feel a bit lightheaded.
After feeling stirred for a while, Wen Ruan picked up her phone and directly dialed Tang Song.
With her intelligence, she could naturally guess who was behind this good deed.
But Tang Song suddenly stirred such a big commotion without informing her in advance, making her a little scared.
She just wanted to quietly be a carefree lover, enjoy life, enjoy love, and didn’t expect to climb so high.
"Beep beep beep—"
The phone rang a few tis, and Tang Song’s gentle and pleasant voice ca through the receiver: "Hello, Ruannuan."
Wen Ruan licked her lips, suppressing her excited mood, said: "I was just suddenly added to group chats by Mo Xiangwan and Luo Bin, saying they hope to help , what does this an?"
"Uh... so quickly..." Tang Song paused, then continued: "I arranged this."
Wen Ruan exhaled, feigning a joke: "Wow! Suddenly so good to ? Haven’t done sothing disappointing to , have you? Or maybe want to try so new moves with ?"
Tang Song chuckled softly, with deep aning: "Seems like there are still many moves not discovered on elder sister’s body, let’s try them out properly soday, I’ll prepare the props."
"Eww~ you pervert." Wen Ruan’s cheeks turned slightly red, and in a sweet tone said: "Stop joking with you, quickly tell why!"
"It’s just what I promised back then; I’m just fulfilling my promise to you, don’t overthink it."
"Promise..."
Tang Song’s words instantly stirred Wen Ruan’s mories, her gaze shifted.
Back then, after they slept together, he gave her three choices.
Knowing the existence of Su Yu, the imnse pressure and fear compelled her to move upward.
She chose the third option he gave.
He indeed said back then he would help her fully develop her career, cultivate her leadership skills and team managent abilities, introduce his contacts in the entertainnt dia industry to her.
Helping her expand high-end connections, even shaping her personal brand and reputation.
To beco a truly career-oriented strong woman.
Recalling now, Tang Song was really fulfilling his promise from back then, without a trace of perfunctory.
Xingyun International’s shareholding entrustnt, Light and Shadow dia’s president, Shanghai’s training, professional assistant team, leading to this high-end circle.
Her social status, connections, were all making leaps and bounds.
She was being supported by Tang Song, standing at an unimaginable height.
This pesky man is truly sincerely adorable.
Boundless love churned in her mind, tears welled up in Wen Ruan’s eyes, "I understand, thank you."
The two chatted for a while longer.
Hung up the call.
Wen Ruan cald her emotions and dialed her father’s phone.
Inford her about going ho tonight.
Tomorrow she was to take over Yanbei Printing Factory, she had so things to discuss with her father in advance.
...
At 4 o’clock in the afternoon.
At Isa Beauty Industry headquarters.
In a lightly luxurious, Instagram-style office.
"Knock knock knock—" a soft knock ca on the door.
Zhao Yaqian, who was leaning back in her chair playing on her phone, quickly sat up straight, set the open files in front of her properly, "Co in."
The door pushed open, and the administration supervisor Liu Ying walked in.
"Sorry for the interruption, President Qianqian." Liu Ying placed the paper bag from her hand onto her desk, warmly said: "I went to the store in West Bridge for a eting today, and passed by a dessert shop on the way back; there was a promotion going on, couldn’t help but buy a bit more. Have a taste, I think this shop is really delicious."
Zhao Yaqian’s eyes lit up, happily taking the paper bag, "Thank you, Sister Ying. Wow! There’s macarons! Haven’t had them in ages!"
As she spoke, she picked one up with so impatience, took a gentle bite, her eyes curved into crescents, "So delicious!"
Liu Ying covered her mouth and chuckled, "As long as it’s tasty, I’ll bring you more next ti."
"No, no, once in a while is enough, can’t afford to eat more." After eating one macaron, Zhao Yaqian closed the paper bag again, licked her lips.
She loved sweets, but since starting dance practice recently, she’s been deliberately controlling her diet.
Even her favorite steaks and fried skewers have been cut off.
"So disciplined, no wonder you have such a good figure." Liu Ying sat down in the chair next to her, "By the way, President Qianqian, your old ho is in De City, Lu Province, right?"
"Yeah, it is."
"My hotown is in Dongchang, Lu Province, we’re practically fellow townsfolk, not too far apart."
Hearing this, Zhao Yaqian instantly bead with joy, switched to her hotown dialect, and started chatting with Liu Ying about ho.
Suddenly realizing she’s been away from ho for more than half a year, it’s impossible not to miss it.
Luckily, Ting is there with her in Yan City, so there’s family around daily.
Listening to Zhao Yaqian’s words, Liu Ying’s eyes shifted slightly.
Actually, many in the company were extrely curious about this new shareholder.
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