He originally thought she was Tang Song’s girlfriend, but now it seems she is more like his assistant or secretary.
But this "assistant" is obviously completely different from the assistants he knows.
A complex curiosity welled up in his heart; he slowed his pace, but instinctively hurried a few steps to catch up.
Lin Muxue walked in front with steady steps, occasionally softly introducing Tang Song to the layout of the West Kowloon Station and the human culture of Xiang River, speaking in a flowing manner.
It was clear she had done thorough howork in advance.
They walked one behind the other, a striking pair, like a faint scene in the bustling crowd.
Attracting nurous glances, the rate of turning heads was maxed out.
Jiang Zheng followed behind, maintaining a polite distance.
They walked out of the arrival hall, and a wave of heat rushed towards them.
Cars shuttled through the drop-off area, horns sounded one after another, and the crowd flowed continuously.
Tang Song and Lin Muxue passed through the crowd, heading towards the right.
A dozen ters later, their pace slowed down.
Jiang Zheng’s heart skipped a beat, and his eyelids twitched violently.
Ahead of them, on the side, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom was steadily parked, the silver double-R logo gleaming under the lights.
Beside the car stood an elegant and sexy woman.
Wearing a fitted dark professional suit, the black stockings and slender heels accentuated her straight and long legs, her posture tall and poised, cradling a thick stack of docunts in her arms.
The whole person exuded calmness, confidence, and composure.
Behind her, beside the Rolls-Royce, stood three burly bodyguards in black suits.
In the mont Jiang Zheng was dazed, the woman quickly stepped forward to greet them.
She stood in front of Tang Song, bowed slightly, and spoke in a clear yet intimate voice, "Good afternoon, President Tang, welco to Xiang River."
Tang Song chuckled and nodded, "Good afternoon, Shirley."
Shen Yuyan said softly, "I have organized the draft overview of the company’s existing projects according to your requirents, and gathered the related supplentary materials."
"Mm, thank you for your hard work." Tang Song took the docunt and casually flipped through it.
At this point, Lin Muxue stepped forward, smoothly opened the car door, and softly said, "President Tang, please get in the car."
Tang Song nodded slightly, turning to walk towards the back seat.
"Tap, tap, tap——" Suddenly, a rapid sound of footsteps approached from behind.
Shen Yuyan and Lin Muxue instinctively stepped forward, trying to block the way.
But the nearby black-suited bodyguard was a step faster, directly stopping the newcor, keeping them out.
Many people’s eyes around were cast over.
Jiang Zheng’s forehead was dotted with sweat as he urgently said, "Tang Song... Mr. Tang, regarding the High-tech dCloud financing project, I just didn’t have ti to fully introduce it. I hope you can give another opportunity!"
Tang Song paused, turned to look at him, and said calmly, "We’ll chat if there’s a chance, right now is not convenient."
As he spoke, he raised the docunt in his hand.
Jiang Zheng gritted his teeth and bent down forcefully, "High-tech dCloud is a very promising company, our——"
Before he finished speaking.
A gentle yet clear female voice interrupted, "Hello, I’m Mr. Tang’s assistant. Regarding investnt project matters, you can send the materials to our FA email, or contact directly. I will do a preliminary assessnt and then, depending on the situation, forward them to President Tang."
Shen Yuyan’s voice was extrely clear, neither cold nor enthusiastic, with a decisive professionalism.
Lin Muxue stood aside, her eyes twitching imperceptibly, realizing she was a step late.
Feeling deeply annoyed within, she sensed she had lost a point in this competition.
Tang Song said no more, nodding slightly to Jiang Zheng before bending down to sit in the car.
"Thud——" The car door closed steadily.
Jiang Zheng stood in place, took a deep breath, and quickly took out a business card from his pocket, handing it over with both hands: "Hello, I’m Jiang Zheng, the general manager of High-tech dCloud."
Shen Yuyan nodded slightly, taking out a matte white platinum-textured business card from her card holder and handing it to him.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang, we will keep in touch thereafter."
"Alright, alright, thank you."
Jiang Zheng took it with both hands, respectful, his tone with a hint of restraint and regret.
The sound of footsteps and doors closing could be heard one after another.
Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove away from the drop-off area.
Jiang Zheng stood in place, watching the distant rear of the car, unable to recover for a long ti.
Jiang Zheng stood there, watching the car recede into the distance, unmoving for a long ti.
A surge of annoyance and unwillingness welled up within him.
On the train, he could clearly feel that Tang Song was interested in his project.
But he missed the best opportunity for communication due to his infatuation with Li Moran.
If only at that ti...
But alas, there is no "if".
He lowered his head, his eyes falling on the business card in his hand.
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Shen Yuyan Shirley Shen
Chairman’s Special Assistant｜Director, Office of the Chairman
Rongliu Capital (Hong Kong) Co., Ltd.
Confluent Capital (HK) Limited
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His eyes suddenly opened wide, his breath paused, his face full of disbelief.
"Confluent Capital? Rongliu Capital? Shen Yuyan... Chairman’s Assistant?!"
"Damn, damn, damn——"
He looked up again at the black Rolls-Royce Phantom that was already far away, his eyes shaking, his throat tight, almost unable to speak.
That Tang Song just now... turned out to be the Chairman of Rongliu Capital?!
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