Private security, luxury car service, hotels, Michelin restaurants...
If it weren’t for Shen Yuyan as an "audience," she would still have to take photos while riding, choose filters, think up captions, and then post to TikTok, Little Red Book, and her social dia.
That’s also why she insists on being with her opponent.
Otherwise, she could completely skip the company’s channels and use the black card’s concierge team to directly board a private jet.
After all, there’s nothing more satisfying than showing off your superiority in front of your rival.
Oh Shirley! You have no idea how much I love you!
Next, just sit back and be my supporting character!
I, Emperor Muxue, today will boldly and confidently surpass you with my unrivaled grace!
O(∩_∩)O haha~
...
Throughout the journey, the two exchanged few words, only briefly verifying the itinerary and boarding ti as a formality.
The atmosphere was quiet, yet not relaxed.
Forty minutes later, the Maybach smoothly pulled into the exclusive lane outside Yan City International Airport terminal.
The driver, adeptly handling their luggage, walked ahead politely to lead the way.
Both were sensuously built and impeccably made-up career won, naturally attracting glances of admiration.
Shen Yuyan’s temperant was warm and gentle, with a thoughtful sparkle in her eyes.
Lin Muxue maintained a subtle smile, carrying a Hers Birkin bag, seemingly enjoying every mont.
The two walked side by side, yet an invisible boundary of aura appeared between them.
At the VIP counter area, Shen Yuyan had just taken out her identification, not yet speaking.
A young female staff mber, dignified in uniform, promptly approached with grace.
Bowing slightly, her voice soft and respectful: "Dear Ms. Lin, I’m your exclusive concierge, honored to provide full service for you."
"Hello." Lin Muxue smiled faintly, nodding slightly.
Her gaze discreetly swept over Shen Yuyan, her eyes carrying an indescribable hint of pride.
Shen Yuyan’s fingertips paused, her eyelid twitched slightly.
She had certainly heard about the airport’s "VIP service," generally prepared for important business figures, dignitaries, or top airline mbers.
Exclusive lanes, personnel, one-on-one full service...
Of course, at so airports, a paid advance booking also grants this experience.
Xue, you really like to flaunt, no matter where!
Of course, outwardly, she only gave a gentle smile, saying nothing.
Then, led by the concierge.
ID check, luggage drop-off, security, passport control, stamping, release...
Almost the entire process requiring no effort from them.
In less than ten minutes, the two smoothly entered the first-class VIP lounge.
The large floor-to-ceiling windows bathed the room in warm, bright morning light.
Soft leather sofas spread out in rows, floral arrangents elegant and tasteful, with fruits, desserts, and imported teas on the refreshnt table.
"Ms. Lin, the VIP lounge includes a SPA and hand care area, which you can use for free. Should I arrange it for you?" the concierge kindly asked again.
"No need, thank you, I’m feeling quite well today."
"Alright, should you need anything, just call anyti." The concierge stepped back, quietly standing by.
Lin Muxue picked up a crystal glass, leisurely sipping sparkling water, glancing sideways at Shen Yuyan.
Instantly, she felt overwhelmingly content.
This is just the start, little Yuyan, today I’ll show you the gap between us.
After all, I’m Tang Song’s personal assistant!
The kind with a black card certification!
Shen Yuyan sat on the opposite sofa, legs crossed, scrolling through her phone as if she hadn’t heard anything.
More than half an hour later.
They followed the staff smoothly onto the plane.
Sitting in the spacious and luxurious business class seats, Lin Muxue couldn’t resist taking out her phone and starting photo mode.
At that mont, a faint scent of perfu wafted nearby, and a hand reached around.
Shen Yuyan leaned in with a smile, casually putting an arm around her shoulder, speaking affectionately: "Let’s take a photo, shall we? Report our itinerary progress to President Tang, and show off our ’team atmosphere,’ let him know how harmoniously we get along."
Lin Muxue hesitated slightly, then quietly lifted her head, straightened her back, shoulder-to-shoulder with Shen Yuyan, lips forming a professional and fitting smile.
"Click——"
Their first photo together was captured.
...
Huashang Clothing, Assembly line workshop.
"Buzz buzz—" the phone vibrated.
Tang Song took out his phone and glanced at it, raising his eyebrows slightly.
[Shen Yuyan: "Reporting boss, we’re setting off! Next we’ll be staying at Xiangjiang Four Seasons Hotel, waiting for you to co inspect us. Promise no noise, no ss, no fighting. (#side-eye smile)"]
[Shen Yuyan: Photo.jpg]
The photo depicted a close shot of the two.
One was exquisite and cold, the other fresh and sweet.
Both being his assistants, accompanied by School Beauty Shen’s teasing ssage, made Tang Song’s heart race a bit.
These two won were both rather crafty, each with her own personality, regularly engaging in catfights, yet both being particularly charismatic.
If they were placed together on one bed, that would really be...
"What are you giggling at so oddly?"
The slight perfu scent wafted over, Gao ngting approached, playfully nudging him with her shoulder.
Tang Song hurriedly put away his phone, feigning seriousness with a cough, "Nothing, really... just rembered sothing interesting, I’ll tell you all about it another day."
Gao ngting didn’t press further, instead looking forward with bright eyes: "Our first batch of sample clothes is about to go offline! Soon Songi Clothing will finally have its own ’brand production’!"
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