The few people settled at the dining table and exchanged pleasantries for quite a while.
Dishes were brought up one after another.
With each dish, He Jingping would provide a detailed introduction about its origin, ingredients, and even its preparation.
"This Silver Spring Lamb is the specialty here..."
"These Cloud Fried Truffles, sourced from pristine truffles above 3500 ters altitude..."
...
The waiter brought the prepared red wine, pouring it for everyone.
The wine glasses clinked gently, and the llow red wine slid into mouths.
"Knock, knock, knock—" suddenly, there was a knocking sound.
Imdiately after, the private room door opened, and a young man around twenty-seven or twenty-eight entered.
"Sorry for being a few minutes late."
The young man quickly approached the dining table and, upon seeing Lin Muxue seated there, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Then he looked at Tang Song beside him and said with a smile, "This must be Chairman Tang? I’ve heard so much about you!"
He Jingping shook his head with a light smile, patting He Zhihui’s arm, and introduced with a laugh, "Chairman Tang, this is my son, He Zhihui. He used to work in brand operations at Huashang Clothing, and then I arranged for him to move to Huashang Cultural Creation. He’s perford quite well there, and he was just promoted to general manager of Huashang Cultural Creation this year."
Tang Song calmly nodded, "Hello."
Upon hearing "Huashang Cultural Creation" and "He Zhihui," Lin Muxue beside them jolted, instinctively feeling a bit flustered inside.
No wonder the young man seed familiar just now.
Huashang Cultural Creation is a subsidiary of Huashang Clothing, primarily developing peripheral clothing products (like designer collaboration accessories) and hosting fashion shows, enhancing the brand’s cultural value.
Back when she was working as a print model, she once had a collaboration with Huashang Cultural Creation, and through this company, she shot advertisents for Huashang Clothing.
At that ti, the person in charge of "fashion show events" at Huashang Cultural Creation was He Zhihui.
By then, Lin Muxue had already started to package herself, and with her extrely striking figure and looks, she was one of the most noticeable models.
As a rich second generation, He Zhihui had once "chased" after her for so ti.
To say pursuit, it was more like he wanted to keep her.
If it weren’t for eting today and hearing the self-introduction, she probably wouldn’t have recalled such a person.
In fact, there have been many people like He Zhihui over the years, but she had only rejected all of them.
Yet at this mont, to encounter again in such an occasion, especially in front of Tang Song.
An indescribable sense of sha quickly enveloped her.
After exchanging a few words, He Zhihui smiled while looking at Lin Muxue, his gaze carrying a hint of exploration and amusent, "And this lady is?"
Lin Muxue’s heart shuddered, swiftly coming back to her senses, with a professional smile on her face, "Hello President He, I am Chairman Tang’s assistant, Lin Muxue."
"Hello Assistant Lin, your na is very pleasant to hear, it leaves a strong impression." He Zhihui smiled at her with deep aning.
It was clear that he also rembered Xue, this forr print model.
Their eyes t, Lin Muxue lightly pressed her red lips, quickly breaking out of her anxious state.
The unsavory past could not be changed, but at most she would candidly tell Tang Song the fact that she had once worked as a freelance model. After all, she hadn’t done anything to betray him.
Now, she was no longer that bullied freelance model Xue!
What Huashang Clothing, was just a company valued at 800 million.
Thinking this, Lin Muxue’s gaze suddenly sharpened.
Being the Chief Assistant of Rongliu Capital, Tang Song’s woman.
If He Zhihui dared to have any other improper thoughts towards her again, that would be courting death!
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