Instead, SSR-level Su Yu would be much easier.
[Female Star - Su Yu (SSR)]
[Role: Female Star]
[Status: Resting...]
[Current Location: Unknown]
[Age: 27, Height: 172 cm, Weight: 50 kg]
[Skills: Unknown, Growth: 95/95]
[Character Evaluation: A natural stage king, possessing unparalleled artistic talent, with strong empathy and a desire to express...]
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After checking the changes in the system again.
Tang Song exhaled deeply and slowly stood up.
It will take so ti to truly control these assets.
There is one big event worth looking forward to for him.
That is the personal instruction he gave to Secretary Jin—deliver a certain piece of clothing that is close to her body to him in Yan City.
The distance from the Imperial City to Yan City isn’t far, even if she prepares after work, she should be able to arrive tomorrow.
Tang Song is very curious about what Secretary Jin would ultimately send him.
The reason for making this absurd and frivolous request.
Is because when Secretary Jin ca to stay in YJTC, the three sets of lingerie she left behind when leaving truly gave him a massive shock.
Also made him realize that Secretary Jin is very different from what he imagined.
Furthermore, the definition of "clothing close to the body" is very broad.
It doesn’t necessarily an private lingerie; it could also be a shirt, dress, socks, or even a hat she wore.
This is rely a test, not considered particularly offensive.
But precisely because of this ambiguous boundary, it excites and unsettles him.
Because it ans—she will decide how to interpret him.
Tang Song knows very well in his heart.
He is no longer "Dream Tang Song," even if he has regained all his mories, he is no longer the one Secretary Jin is familiar with.
Now he has desires, impulses, emotions.
He hopes that soday in the future, when she stands beside him, she sees the real him.
And not that "divine him."
...
The Imperial City, Smile Holding Headquarters.
Top-floor private gym area.
"Knock, knock, knock—" The sound of knocking on the door is light and rhythmic.
"Co in."
Shangguan Qiuya adjusted the collar of her suit and pushed the door open, her face showing so anxiety.
She was supposed to be attending an important product launch event, but was temporarily summoned by Chairman Jin, who said there was sothing extrely important for her to do.
The word "extrely important" is rarely used lightly in Secretary Jin’s dictionary.
Entering the gym area, she gently closed the door.
Sunlight stread in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a light fragrance and the scent of sweat lingering in the air.
Seeing Chairman Jin riding a spinning bike, a look of doubt and astonishnt flashed in her eyes.
It’s a weekday afternoon, and Chairman Jin never exercises or sweats at this ti, as it would disrupt her work state.
Of course, that’s not the main point.
What truly shocked her was Chairman Jin’s attire.
Inside her high-waist compression shorts, she was actually wearing a layer of black pantyhose?
Chairman Jin always prioritizes efficiency and image, and even during workouts, she would never have any "out-of-line" actions.
What kind of maneuver is this?
Shangguan Qiuya stood there, her eyes flickering, ripples stirring in her mind.
As Chairman Jin’s closest assistant, she realizes she is falling out of sync with her leader! She can’t even grasp her leader’s intentions!
This realization sends chills down her spine.
After waiting for about ten minutes.
Secretary Jin finally stopped pedaling and picked up a towel to wipe the fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
She glanced back at Shangguan Qiuya, her tone calm as water, "Wait here for ."
"Yes." Shangguan nodded vigorously, watching Chairman Jin walk into the changing room.
The door closed slowly, leaving only a trace of fragrance in the air.
Shangguan Qiuya stood there nervously, thoughts tumultuous, guessing her leader’s mind.
After a while, the changing room door reopened.
Secretary Jin walked out slowly.
She had already changed into crisp professional attire—a white silk blouse, a beige pencil skirt paired with pointed high heels.
Her aura was as always, impeccable, perfectly replicating Chairman Jin’s iconic deanor.
However, sowhat incongruously, she was holding a pair of pantyhose.
The very pair she wore while exercising.
Black, close-fitting, soaked in sweat, with faint marks left by the leg lines still visible.
Secretary Jin stopped in front of her, handing the pantyhose over.
Her tone remained composed and unhurried: "Seal it in a vacuum bag."
"Okay!" Though unsure of the reason, Shangguan Qiuya instinctively took them, awaiting further instructions from her leader.
Secretary Jin’s eyes were serene as she spoke, "Once sealed, personally make a trip to Yan City, and before 10 at night, deliver it to YJTC, hand it over to President Tang."
"Uh..." Shangguan Qiuya nearly bit her tongue, unable to fully control her expression, her mouth twitching, "Got it!"
What kind of maneuver is this?
Delivering the original-scent pantyhose late at night?
Chairman Jin, when did you beco like this?!
Shangguan Qiuya’s throat rolled as she tried to maintain her professional composure, looking up at Chairman Jin.
Tentatively, she asked, "Chairman Jin, is there anything else you need to do? For example, do you want to convey anything to President Tang?"
rely sending a pair of stockings seems quite abnormal.
How will President Tang perceive Chairman Jin? And how will he perceive her?
Secretary Jin raised an eyebrow, her gaze deep as she looked at her, "Shangguan, you’ve been with for over seven years now, right?"
"Yes, seven years and two months," Shangguan Qiuya responded promptly, "I was your earliest assistant and the only one who has stayed by your side."
"Hmm." Secretary Jin nodded softly, a faint smile suddenly surfacing at her lips, "You’ve known President Tang for many years too and have had nurous interactions. Do you dare, upon eting, to throw it onto President Tang’s face?"
Shangguan Qiuya: (☉൧ಠ)
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