Finally defeated Wen Ruan after much effort.
The two of them tossed around until three in the morning before falling into a deep sleep, which is why they woke up late.
An hour later.
Tang Song walked out of the hotel gym, drenched in sweat, and returned to the suite.
Wen Ruan was still asleep, her entire body curled up in the soft bedding, only showing a rounded, fair shoulder.
Tang Song lowered his steps and walked into the bathroom.
He took a shower and changed into a more formal outfit.
He picked up the room’s tablet and ordered a breakfast with distinctive Yang City features.
Soon, the doorbell rang, and a delicate breakfast trolley was delivered into the room.
Tang Song glanced at the ti, then walked to the side of the master bedroom bed.
He bent down and softly called in Wen Ruan’s ear, "Zhuangzhuang, ti to get up and eat."
Wen Ruan’s long lashes fluttered slightly, and she let out a lazy, nasal hum.
She slowly opened her eyes, with a hint of daze in her peach-blossom eyes.
She stretched lazily with an irresistible charm, her La Perla silk nightdress clinging tightly to her body with the movent, her breathtaking E-cup almost spilling out.
Then, she suddenly hugged Tang Song’s waist, lifting the hem of his shirt, and gently rubbed her face against his firm abdon.
Kisses trailed down from his abs, lingering on his V-line.
Tang Song’s breathing instantly beca heavy, his hand sliding through her silky hair, feeling the delicate touch from the scalp.
His other hand traced the edge of her nightdress, savoring the warmth and fullness unique to the mature lady.
Wen Ruan licked her plump lips and said in a hoarse mature-lady voice, "Your body is really tempting. If I were with you every day, I couldn’t take it."
Tang Song’s appearance already perfectly fits her preferences.
Now with his V-line, toned waist, and defined abs...
It’s simply irresistible, too tempting to handle.
Tang Song blinked and whispered in her ear, "Then find a teammate."
"Heh, I knew you had such thoughts." Wen Ruan bit gently on his lower abdon and then flirtatiously said, "Actually, it’s not impossible."
"Ah? Really?" Tang Song’s throat moved, his fingers pressing harder.
Wen Ruan nodded, panting, "Liu Qingning is in Shen City, and tomorrow is the weekend. You can invite her over. The presidential suite bed is huge, big enough for the three of us."
Hearing this, Tang Song’s eyelid twitched, "We-, well, maybe not."
Playing such a ga with Liu Qingning?
Just the thought of it was overwhelming.
Knowing the first love’s character, she might actually use scissors to "snip" him.
"Hmph!" Wen Ruan lightly snorted, rolling her eyes at him, "You just think I’m easy to bully, but if it were Liu Qingning, you’d imdiately beco ek."
"That’s because you’re irresistibly alluring."
"Oh, shut up."
The two of them bantered for a bit.
They went to the dining room, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Yang City’s panoramic view, enjoying a leisurely and delicious breakfast.
Cantonese dim sum, wonton noodles, white ginkgo scallop abalone porridge...
They ate to their heart’s content.
After the al, Wen Ruan went into the wardrobe room, and by the ti she ca out, she had changed into a haute couture business suit.
Elegant and capable, with exquisite makeup and a look of confident composure.
A stark contrast to the lazy, enchanting seductress she was earlier.
Wen Ruan slightly tilted her chin, her expression calm, "Let’s go, President Tang, it’s ti to work."
Saying this, just as she was about to turn around to get her bag, Tang Song pulled her into his arms for a wet kiss.
...
At 9 a.m.
The two arrived at Xingyun International Group’s Yang City branch, located at Furry Ink Plaza in the Tianhe District.
This place is situated on the west side of the central axis of the Pearl River New City CBD, adjacent to the IFC Four Seasons Hotel where they stayed.
As the core branch company of South China, it’s located on the 39th floor of the building, leasing half of the floor with 1,200 square ters of office space, equipped with high-end reception halls, conference rooms, live broadcast rooms, and more, with over 120 employees.
Basically covering all the business operations.
Wen Ruan’s arrival received great attention from the branch company.
As she and Tang Song walked into the branch company on the 39th floor, all the senior executives waiting in the reception hall imdiately ca up, each with a professional and enthusiastic welco.
"Chairman Wen!"
"Good morning, Chairman Wen!"
"Welco, Chairman Wen, for your guidance!"
Amid the respectful greetings, Wen Ruan gracefully nodded with a smile, her gaze swept over the crowd, finally pausing slightly on several familiar faces.
She had visited this branch several tis before, and these were so "old acquaintances."
However, things have changed; those who were then ordinary marketing planners have now beco leaders of the group.
Feelings are indescribable.
Wen Ruan introduced so of the main people in charge of the branch to Tang Song.
Then, turned slightly, elegantly saying, "This is the chairman of Rongliu Capital, Tang Song, and he will be partnering with Xingyun International Group in the joint investnt in ’Smart Chain Future.’"
When the branch general manager Wang Chongxian heard the words "Rongliu Capital," his smile froze instantly, and his pupils visibly contracted.
Not only him, but the other two or three senior executives present also looked shockingly surprised.
As executives in the dia and marketing industry, their sensitivity to information exceeds that of ordinary people.
Just last week, the na that stirred the entire Xiang River capital scene in a short ti and exploded countless financial headlines was naturally not unfamiliar!
But never would they have thought, the chairman of this company was so young and handso.
They had previously speculated whether he was Chairman Wen’s "young boyfriend."
"Chairman Tang! A pleasure to et you, a pleasure indeed!" Wang Chongxian almost imdiately took a step forward, grasping Tang Song’s hand with both of his, his waist slightly bending involuntarily.
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