Of course, these feelings are different from those he has for his girlfriend Su Yu.
From their current chat interactions, his friendship with Anne is very pure, without any little stories happening between them.
It’s more like eting an online friend that he gets along with really well; there’s both anticipation and nervousness.
Anne is also an SSR-level character he personally nurtured, and he had seen her in his 2016 mories.
In a way, these ga characters represent segnts of unfinished stories.
And he is continuing to write them.
At this mont, his phone buzzed, and the WeChat notification sound rang again.
[Sun Jiayue: "Sorry Tang Song, I’ve been too busy these past few days and forgot to ask if you’ve arrived in Shanghai?"]
Tang Song took a picture of Lujiazui’s night view from the window and shared it.
He comnted, "What a coincidence, I just arrived tonight."
[Sun Jiayue: "Was this taken just now?"]
Tang Song: nodding.gif (emoji)
[Sun Jiayue: "And coincidentally, at this very mont, I’m working overti in one of the buildings in your photo."]
[Sun Jiayue: photo.jpg]
Tang Song opened the photo and saw Sun Jiayue standing in the office area, taking a picture against the full-length window.
Besides her reflection, there was also the Oriental Pearl Tower and the Bund’s night view.
Tang Song couldn’t help but smile and shake his head, replying, "It really is a coincidence, working overti so late?"
After all, she was a high school classmate and appeared frequently in the 2016 mories he had just recovered, so Tang Song had a deep impression of this old classmate.
He decided to casually chat with her for a few monts.
...
Tis Financial Center Building, 16th floor, Hengyue Investnt Managent Co., Ltd.
Sun Jiayue finished her black coffee, put down the cup, and typed a reply: "Let’s not talk for now, it’s already late, and you’ve just arrived in Shanghai. Get so good rest. I’ll leave work early tomorrow, and you can co to my place in the evening for a al. Let play the host as your old classmate."
"Buzz buzz buzz——"
[Tang Song: "Okay, see you tomorrow night then. I just happen to have sothing to do during the day."]
She sent a ’bye-bye’ emoji and turned her attention back to the PPT.
After carefully checking the content and confirming it was error-free, she saved it and sent it to her manager’s email.
She closed her laptop, tidied up her workspace, said goodbye to her colleagues still working, and left with her laptop bag.
She took the elevator downstairs and booked a car on Didi.
While waiting for the car, she took a deep breath and looked up at the brightly lit high-rises.
This is the financial center of Shanghai, one of the busiest comrcial areas in Huaxia.
And the company she works for, Hengyue Investnt, has rented an over 700-square-ter independent office space here, with a monthly rent of more than 200,000 yuan, beautifully and luxuriously decorated.
However, in fact, this company is just a small to dium-sized private equity fund, managing just over 1.3 billion yuan.
This is the ceiling she can reach for now.
In this industry, to enter a large company, one must either have an exceptional academic background or family wealth and connections, bringing their own resources.
It is extraordinarily difficult for soone from a grassroots background to rise to the top.
She started her career as an intern in college at Hengyue Investnt’s fundraising departnt, beginning as an assistant, and only last year was she promoted to officer.
Although her salary and performance have significantly improved, the accompanying pressure also made her breathless.
She has strict fundraising performance requirents, but Hengyue Investnt lacks brand appeal, and she personally lacks resources and connections, making it difficult to enter core social circles.
She can only visit so corporate executives or individual LPs through industry conferences, alumni associations, and clubs.
Over the past year or more, her initial enthusiasm has almost worn away, and her work has been exceptionally challenging.
Let alone being promoted to fundraising manager, even maintaining the basic fundraising amount is troubleso; she worries every day.
This is one of the reasons she’s so warm towards Liu Qingning.
A 4 million yuan investnt is no small amount to her, and it can help her achieve a significant part of her fundraising targets.
Of course, there are true feelings involved.
After all, they were good friends from the sa dorm in high school for three years.
"Beep beep——" an abrupt honk startled her back to reality.
Sun Jiayue quickly returned to her senses, verified the car’s license plate, and got in.
...
A dozen minutes later.
Sun Jiayue returned ho, changed into slippers, and walked into the living room.
"Finally ho, Miss Busy." Her roommate, Zhang Nuo, ca out with a smile at the sound, "Your company sure is sothing, having you work overti so late during the National Day holiday."
"Lots of post-holiday stuff to deal with, can’t help it." Sun Jiayue put down her laptop bag, then said, "Oh, a classmate’s coming over tomorrow night. Could you buy so seafood or sothing in the afternoon and help prepare?"
"Oh, which classmate has you being so attentive?" Zhang Nuo curiously ca closer.
"A high school classmate, haven’t seen each other in years. Since they’re coming to Shanghai, I should host them."
Zhang Nuo’s eyes widened instantly, "Oh? Boy or girl?"
"Um... boy."
"Ooh, an old high school fla? Secret crush? Yueyue, you’re busted, I’m going to tell Xu Pengyuan!" Zhang Nuo teased exaggeratedly.
Sun Jiayue frowned slightly, kicking her playfully, "Don’t spread rumors, he’s just a regular classmate, not that close. Haven’t been in touch since graduating high school."
"Then why suddenly invite him over? Seems important."
Sun Jiayue was silent for a mont and then calmly said, "He’s very close to Liu Qingning, you could say they’re childhood sweethearts."
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