The sky gradually quieted down, and the city lights lit up one by one.
Neon lights, street lamps, and the decorative lights on the high-rise buildings intertwined, reflecting a dazzling array of colors off the Rolls-Royce’s body.
The tires made a slight rustling sound as they rubbed against the ground, and the car slowly ca to a stop in the drop-off area.
A uniford doorman quickly stepped forward and respectfully opened the car door.
Tang Song slowly stood up and walked towards the hotel.
The sound of his leather shoes striking the marble floor echoed crisply.
"Chairman Tang!" "Chairman Tang!"...
The hotel staff held their breath, watching his figure disappear into the elevator, a sense of awe filling their hearts.
Passing through the magnificent hotel lobby, he took the elevator directly to the fifth floor.
The tallic shimr of the doors slowly opened, and Tang Song slightly adjusted his cuffs before stepping outside, his movents crisp, graceful, and casual.
Before long, led by a waiter, Tang Song stood in front of an intricately carved wooden door.
"Chairman Tang, Mr. Zheng is already waiting for you inside."
Tang Song nodded slightly.
Maintaining his silence, he naturally exuded an aura of awe under the influence of [Outfit - Accomplished].
But at this mont, his heart was not calm.
The ga had beco reality; after eting Mo Xiangwan, Su Yu, and Luo Bin, he was finally going to et the fourth character.
Growth level 90, SSR Character, the 40-year-old Zheng Qiudong.
He pushed open the door to the private room.
A light cigar scent and the rich aroma of whiskey enveloped him.
The wooden decor matched well with the warm yellow lights, creating a cozy yet dignified atmosphere.
Tang Song scanned the room, his gaze quickly locking onto the figure sitting on the leather sofa.
A glass of whiskey in his hand, his expression calm and countenance handso; his dark outfit further accentuated his mature and steady aura, while subtly hinting at an impending sharpness.
Noticing the movent at the door, Zheng Qiudong put down the whiskey and turned towards him.
They exchanged glances.
His figure gradually overlapped with the ga’s illustration.
The virtual and the real intersected, light and shadow blurred; a na naturally surfaced in Tang Song’s mind.
Zheng Qiudong!
Segnts of ga plot related to him flashed through Tang Song’s mind, causing his gaze to show brief confusion.
This headhunter, with whom the player "Tang Song" has an excellent relationship in the ga, has a strong desire for success and career ambition, filled with ambition, he is a charismatic leader.
With the help of the player "Tang Song", Zheng Qiudong and his DJRH achieved unprecedented success.
He also beca a business icon with a "coback" image due to his unique personal charisma, and his biography "Boundless Hunting Grounds" beca a bestseller both dostically and internationally.
"President Tang, long ti no see." Zheng Qiudong stood up, his tone tinged with a bit of sentint and respect.
Although there were so changes in appearance, from Tang Song’s presence, Zheng Qiudong could still clearly see the image of the cool, rational, and unfathomable "President Tang."
"Long ti no see, old Zheng." Tang Song broke into a big smile, opening his arms.
Zheng Qiudong paused slightly, then laughed twice, striding forward to give Tang Song a hearty hug.
Handing his suit jacket to the bowing waiter, the two sat on the sofa opposite each other.
On the table in front of them were a few exquisite dishes.
Looking at Tang Song across from him, whose aura had beco gentle and restrained, Zheng Qiudong’s expression also relaxed.
He tapped his fingers on the burgundy wine bottle, his face showing a very infectious smile, "Single malt, Macallan 25-year-old Sherry Oak, your favorite. It’s been almost a year since we t; you must drink with more today."
Saying this, Zheng Qiudong raised his shimring goblet and gave it a shake in his direction.
"No problem." Tang Song’s mouth curved up as he raised his glass to clink it with his.
Even though Tang Song didn’t know when he started liking this kind of whiskey, he still maintained calmness in front of this in-ga friend.
The slightly cool liquid glided into his mouth, full and rich; the sweet aroma of dried fruits blossod instantly, bringing a sense of joy to his mind.
It was indeed delicious.
The two of them chatted and laughed casually as they started eating.
After half a year without eting, Zheng Qiudong was feeling sowhat excited.
He started chatting with Tang Song about everything under the sun.
"Ding ding ding~" The sound of clinking glasses was incessant.
Zheng Qiudong, with excellent eloquence and emotional intelligence, well-read and experienced, spoke with witty remarks and the atmosphere was very pleasant.
Due to the system’s rules prohibiting actions that would "affect the Charm score," whenever Zheng Qiudong touched on matters of other characters or related company changes, Tang Song would naturally remain silent or change the topic.
Zheng Qiudong seed accustod to Tang Song’s "cool composure," imperceptibly following Tang Song’s wishes, only discussing topics like Huashang Clothing, policies, regulations, and industry innovation.
However, during this process, he genuinely sensed what Mo Xiangwan ant by "President Tang has changed."
The sense of humanity, especially keen to soone with sharp senses like him, was especially deep.
It also gave him more confidence in his upcoming persuasion.
The night deepened.
Listening to Zheng Qiudong talk, observing his behavior and expressions, Tang Song felt deeply moved.
Truly a ga character nurtured by the system to reach full growth, with impeccable comprehensive qualities.
Whether in the tight logic in his speech or the calm confidence in his gestures, he exuded an invisible sense of pressure.
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