Beicheng Garden Residential Complex.
【Mom: "It’s okay, even if he’s not your boyfriend yet, it’s only a matter of ti. Since he’s pursuing you, let your mother et him and check him out for you!"】
【Mom: "I never thought my precious daughter would be this amazing. Our family must have hit the jackpot in our ancestors' graves to have a true phoenix like you! Mom is so proud of you!"】
Looking at the last ssage from her mom, Xu Qing lay on her bed, hugging her blanket, rolling back and forth.
"What do I do? What do I do?"
Heavens have rcy, she was just feeling a bit full of herself and bragged a little, who knew she would end up shooting herself in the foot?
C(..
Even though she kept explaining afterward that he was just a pursuer, it was already too late.
She couldn't actually go find Tang Song, could she?
She knew her mom's personality too well.
Ms. Han would be arriving in Yan City this weekend, and now that she knew about this guy, she would make sure to et him no matter what.
If she had him pretend to be her boyfriend in front of her mom, then no other man would ever et her mom's standards again.
Maybe she should just confess everything!
Tell the truth—it would just be a little embarrassing at most!
Xu Qing, after all, had pretty thick skin.
Psyching herself up, she was just about to call her mom when—
"Ring ring—" her phone suddenly rang.
【Little Cousin - Chengzi】
Answering the call, Xu Qing asked curiously, "Hello? Chengzi, what’s up?"
"Sister Qingqing!" Chengzi’s voice was loud and excited. "I just heard from Auntie that you’re now a company shareholder, and your novel is super popular. Is it true? Are you really that aweso?"
Xu Qing’s eye twitched—her mom's mouth was as fast as ever.
Not even two hours had passed, and her cousin, who was studying in Rong City, already knew!
But hearing her cousin’s admiration and awe, Xu Qing couldn't help but smile.
She cleared her throat and said, "Keep it low-key, you know your sister has always been outstanding."
"That’s amazing! As expected of Sister Qingqing!"
"Hehe, well, just business as usual."
The two chatted away happily for a while before Xu Qing hung up, feeling thoroughly satisfied.
Truth be told, she did have so bragging rights now.
Next month’s manuscript paynt would be in the tens of thousands, and she also held 2% equity in Fanfu Suzi.
Of course, most of her inco ca from reader rewards, and the equity was thanks to Yanyan—she still owed her 400,000 yuan.
"Ping!" A new WeChat ssage popped up.
【Xiao Ming: "Qingqing, I heard you made it big. If I can’t make it in Hangzhou, I’ll co to you!"】
Xu Qing was just about to send a casual reply when—
"Ping—"
【Elder Cousin - Yuanyuan: "Sis, is it true that your boyfriend is a big-shot investor, owns hotels, dia, and entertainnt companies? My god! That’s crazy!"】
Xu Qing: °
Good lord, how was this story getting more and more ridiculous?!
She couldn’t ignore it anymore—she imdiately called her mom. "Hello?! Mom! Why are you spreading my business everywhere?!"
"I wasn’t spreading it! Your Aunt was always trying to set you up, so I just told her about you."
"And what exactly did you say?"
Ms. Han’s voice weakened. "Maybe… kind of… a little… exaggerated? But it’s still based on facts, don’t worry."
W(H)W
"Ahhh!" Xu Qing instantly realized what had happened.
First, she had exaggerated "a little," then her mom exaggerated "a little," and now who knew what kind of wild story was out there?!
"Oh, Qingqing, don’t stress! It’s not a big deal, they didn’t take it too seriously, just gossiping privately.
More importantly, I already told Aunt Zhang about your boyfriend, so you must bring him along!
Don’t worry, your mother is a woman of dignity. I’ll head to the mall later and invest heavily in a new outfit—I will not embarrass you!
You don’t know how tough life has been for these past few years…"
Ms. Han then launched into a passionate monologue about her "tragic" experiences,
And how she had struggled to hold her head high in front of her old classmates.
She was practically performing a one-woman cody act.
Their family wasn’t exactly rich, but her parents both had stable jobs. A few years ago, they had sold their old house to buy a new one, so life wasn’t bad.
But comparisons could be cruel.
For example, Aunt Zhang—the one who invited them—was her mom’s high school friend. Their whole family was based in Yan City and much better off financially.
When Xu Qing first got into Yan City University of Technology, she often had als at Aunt Zhang’s place and was even friendly with her daughter.
But as Aunt Zhang’s family thrived and got busier, they also opened a plush toy factory and made a fortune.
Her daughter, Xuanxuan, beca a second-generation rich kid, and as her social circle changed, they naturally drifted apart.
Xu Qing’s mom probably agreed to attend the wedding not just for sentintal reasons, but also to rekindle connections—
Hoping Aunt Zhang could look after them in the future.
Hanging up, Xu Qing buried her face in her bed, groaning.
After a long while, she suddenly sat up, opened her chat with Tang Song,
Hesitated for a mont, then typed: "Tang Song, are you busy?"
A long pause. No reply.
Xu Qing blushed, opened her gallery, and found a sexy and stunning cosplay photo.
She sent it.
Then ssaged: "I happen to be free this weekend. It’s about ti I released a new cosplay set. I’m looking for a photographer—are you free on Saturday?"
Now was not the ti for modesty. Xu Qing took the initiative.
She hoped Tang Song would consider this a fair trade for those private photoshoots and do her a favor.
"Buzz buzz—"
【Tang Song: "Sure. How about Saturday night?"]
"Ah! Night?!"
Xu Qing yelped, bouncing up from her bed, her face burning hot.
She furiously typed back: "No way! I have to go ho and sleep at night."
Damn that Little Songzi! Did he seriously just suggest an overnight stay?!
No way in hell!
She, Xu Qing, was already graciously allowing him to take private photos—how dare he push his luck?!
【Tang Song: "Dayti won’t be enough. Nightti. If you don’t agree, forget it—I never force anyone."]
You are forcing , okay?!
After a few monts of struggling and grumbling,
Xu Qing bit her lip, her face flushed red, and replied: "Fine, but let’s be clear—we’re just taking photos. Nothing else."
【Tang Song: "Mm, have you prepared your outfits?"】
Xu Qing: "They're ready."
【Tang Song: "To prevent you from slacking off, put on a cosplay outfit I haven’t seen before, take a picture, and send it to ."】
Xu Qing: (??口??)?
Pushing his luck!
Who did he think Xu Qing was? How could she let him have his way? She had to reject this imdiately!
【Tang Song: "WeChat Transfer 50,000.00, please accept."】
【Tang Song: "Get so high-quality cosplay outfits. We’re going for premium looks. I’ll take more photos for you."】
"One… ten… hundred… thousand… ten thousand!"
"Fifty thousand!"
(A)
Xu Qing quickly replied, "I'll arrange it right away!"
Wiping away a bit of drool, she swiftly clicked the green "accept" button.
The screen changed.
【You have received the paynt. The funds have been deposited into your balance. ¥50,000.00.】
Staring at the long string of numbers in her WeChat balance, Xu Qing trembled with excitent.
She had money again! She had money again!
To exercise her stock options, she had completely drained her hard-earned 80,000 yuan savings, and even used up the remaining 120,000 yuan her family had.
Now, she was practically broke.
She had been desperately waiting for her salary and manuscript paynts.
But now, a sudden deposit of 50,000 yuan had turned her back into a "little rich lady!"
Little Songzi might be a scumbag, but in this aspect, there was absolutely nothing wrong with him!
At seven years old, he gave her gifts worth tens of thousands. Now, just for taking so pictures, he casually sent her a 50,000 yuan activity fund.
Xu Qing's big dark eyes darted around—honestly, she really enjoyed taking cosplay photos. Once a week was totally acceptable.
She had to give Little Songzi a real shock!
Giggling to herself, Xu Qing quickly walked over to her wardrobe and started rummaging.
Maid stockings, uniforms, cat-ear accessories…
To make herself look even more stunning and sexy, she even switched to a padded bra.
After a long while, she finally finished changing. Striking a beautiful pose, she pulled out her phone to take photos and edit them.
.......
Yanjing Huating Residential Complex, Building No. 6.
A cody film was playing on the projector.
Tang Song lay on the sofa, his head resting on the long, luscious goblet-shaped legs of a beautician,
Occasionally being fed fruit slices and snacks.
"Buzz buzz—"
【Xu Qing: Photo.jpg】
The corners of Tang Song's lips lifted as he zood in to check the details.
He had to admit, this cosplayer schoolmate was truly an interesting person.
Saturday night at a hotel was definitely going to be fun.
He was already considering whether he should buy a little whip or so other props for effective "interaction" with Qingqing.
But after so thought, he decided against it—Qingqing’s face was still too thin.
Maybe he could let Xiaojing try cosplay instead—she would definitely enjoy using special props and was much more uninhibited.
Speaking of which, his girlfriend Xiaojing also liked ani and cosplay. She and Qingqing would probably have a lot in common.
Actually, Tang Song himself was a huge ani fan. In the future, the three of them would definitely have fun together.
"Ring ring—"
His phone rang.
It was Zhang Chengyuan, the person in charge of Slover Trust’s Yan City office.
Answering the call, he said, "Hello, President Zhang."
"Good evening, Chairman Tang. The foundational team for Confluent Investnts has been assembled. The business departnt mainly cos from Slover Trust’s Yan City branch, while the functional departnts were personally recruited by President Lin of Deju Renhe."
"Alright, good work."
Hearing Zhang Chengyuan’s words, Tang Song imdiately understood.
Lin Bai’s arrival in Yan City was likely to set up the subsidiary of Confluent Capital.
The system had probably arranged for this foreign-owned enterprise (WFOE) a long ti ago. The nurous employees at Slover Trust had been in place for this very reason.
After all, at its core, a family trust was rely a financial tool for stable wealth inheritance—it wasn’t a professional investnt institution.
"I’ve sent the detailed report on Confluent Capital to your email. The office is ready, and tomorrow, a batch of employees will be onboarding."
"Mm, I’ll be there tomorrow as well."
"Alright, then I won’t disturb your rest. Goodnight, Chairman Tang."
"Goodnight."
Hanging up the phone,
Tang Song shifted his position, resting one hand on the beautician’s long legs while opening the system interface
To check his personal stats.
【Player: Tang Song (71' Charm)】
【Role: President of Songi Fashion】
【Height: 184CM, Weight: 80KG】
【Physique: 72, Endurance: 75, Agility: 68, Perception: 83】
【Financial Status:】
Balance: 105 million yuan (Investnt funds: 504.5 million yuan)
Enterprises: Songi Fashion (75% equity), Slover Trust, Huashang Fashion (35% equity), Bocai Yingrui (35% equity), Lanfeng International (80%), Xingyun International (15% - held on behalf), Qingning Technology (3%), Tang Zong Entertainnt (4%), Confluent Capital
His balance had once again leveled up—now it was counted in the "hundreds of millions." Just looking at it felt satisfying!
Tang Song’s face lit up with a bright smile.
Confluent Capital was the largest asset he had inherited so far, and it connected directly to Tang Jin Family Office and Kate Trust.
Owning this company ant his resources would expand dramatically.
Once he fully controlled this company, his social standing would skyrocket.
By then, his charm rating would undoubtedly soar as well.
This was why he cared so much about it.
It was worth noting that Xiaoxue had been assigned as his chief assistant.
Her professional skills were lacking, making her unsuitable for specific job functions.
A role that handled daily affairs, coordinated departnts, and allowed her to appear frequently was the best fit for her.
Plus, she could occasionally play the part of an assistant secretary to show off.
As for the “revenge” and “entanglents” ntioned in the mission, he didn’t ask too much about it.
He simply followed the system’s instructions—to provide support and care whenever she needed it.
For example, when she ntioned wanting to visit the new company at noon today, he agreed without hesitation.
Just as he was deep in thought, his hand was suddenly clamped between a pair of silky, luscious thighs.
A shy voice whispered in his ear, "Song-ge, stop touching… it’s getting dangerous."
Tang Song chuckled,
Then turned over and pressed the beautician down onto the sofa.
"Qianqian, your yoga practice has improved a lot recently. Let’s try a new pose."
Then, Tang Song leaned close to her ear and whispered a few words.
Zhao Yaqian’s face turned red, and she spoke in a soft, coy tone, "I’m not very good at it… I’m afraid I’ll ss it up."
"It’s okay, I’ll guide you."
....
Thursday, August 31, 2023. Clear to overcast. 21–31°C.
9:30 AM.
Yan Provincial Financial Center.
As the financial hub heavily developed by the entire Yan Province, this place was located in the political and economic core, housing a vast number of top-tier financial institutions.
It was peak office hours, and the surrounding traffic was slow and congested.
A continuous stream of people walked in groups of twos and threes toward the building’s entrance.
Regardless of gender, most were dressed in professional suits, walking briskly yet steadily, carrying either an exquisite briefcase or a steaming cup of coffee,
All looking sharp and professional.
Amid the deep rumble of an engine, a matte gray Porsche 911, bathed in sunlight, slowly drove into the above-ground parking lot.
After coming to a stop in a designated spot, the car door gently opened.
A tall, stunning figure stepped out.
She wore an off-white tailored suit, perfectly contouring her body’s curves.
A faint smile played on her lips, and her softly curled long hair was tied into a low ponytail at the back of her head.
Her skin was fair, her makeup flawless, and her silky, glossy hair added to her overall elegance.
Her entire look was polished and professional, yet still exuded feminine charm.
With a sophisticated workplace ensemble, just the right touch of luxury, and a gleaming Porsche 911, coupled with her exceptional looks and aura, she instantly drew countless eyes.
Feeling the gazes from the crowd, especially the admiring yet envious looks from the other won, Lin Muxue’s eyes slightly narrowed, a feeling of elation washing over her.
Perfect! This is exactly how it should be!
Stepping forward, she pulled her LV Himalaya bag closer and took out her car keys, pressing a button lightly.
With a soft "beep," the front trunk popped open.
Lin Muxue gracefully bent down and retrieved a pair of beige stiletto heels from inside.
Sitting sideways on the seat, she swapped out her flat shoes.
There are thousands of roads, but safety cos first.
Never drive in high heels. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by novelꞁire
After locking the car, Lin Muxue walked forward with a sultry, elegant stride, rging into the flow of people.
As she stepped into Tower A's office lobby, she took in the grandeur of the environnt and the constant stream of high-profile professionals.
A satisfied smile appeared on Lin Muxue’s face.
This 52-story financial center, with its omnipresent atmosphere of wealth and success, was truly her sacred land of enlightennt!
It would also add more prestige to her future vlogs!
Hahaha!
Although she was laughing internally, she maintained a poised and intellectual deanor, making her the most striking figure in the lobby.
Since it was her first ti here, she didn’t have an access card.
Additionally, the lobby had multiple reception desks assigned to different floors and areas, making navigation slightly confusing.
After a brief mont of thought, Lin Muxue decided to approach the nearest front desk.
She had only taken a few steps when a voice ca from beside her.
"Ms. Lin, long ti no see. I didn’t expect to run into you here."
Lin Muxue raised an eyebrow and turned to look.
The speaker was a young man in his twenties, his hair slicked back. He was dressed in formal attire, wearing a Rolex, with fine features and a fresh, spirited appearance.
After recalling for a mont, Lin Muxue gave a polite nod and smiled. "Hello, Mr. Lu."
He was indeed a familiar face.
During a previous "Create·rge Networking Event," this Lu Ziming had been right next to Shen Yuyan.
They had exchanged business cards, and if she rembered correctly, he was an investnt analyst at Tiancheng Capital.
However, his family background seed quite strong—soone similar to Zhang Lili.
Lu Ziming maintained a warm, friendly smile. "Are you here for business, Ms. Lin?"
Lin Muxue’s eyes flickered slightly as she replied, "I need to get to the 50th floor. Mr. Lu, would you mind helping swipe my access so I don’t have to trouble the front desk?"
"Of course! This way, please." Lu Ziming imdiately gestured, leading Lin Muxue towards the western entrance.
Using his employee badge, he swiped open the security access, and the two stepped into a spacious, well-lit elevator hall.
Lu Ziming spoke in a gentle tone, "Tiancheng Holdings is also in the upper floors, on the 41st. Are you visiting a client on the 50th?"
"No." Lin Muxue shook her head lightly, the corners of her lips curving up. "I’ll be working here soon. It’s my first ti coming in, so I don’t have an access card yet."
"Oh?" Lu Ziming’s eyes lit up as he started engaging in small talk.
He was self-aware enough to know he shouldn’t harbor any inappropriate thoughts—he was simply looking to build connections.
Lin Muxue was an executive assistant at Slover Trust’s Committee, a high-level overseas trust officer.
Even his direct superior, Zhao Chengjun, was incredibly respectful towards her.
Building a good relationship with soone like her would be extrely beneficial for his career.
Lin Muxue elegantly stood in front of the elevator, occasionally responding with a polite smile.
Her left hand rested lightly on her right arm, subtly showcasing her Vacheron Constantin Overseas watch and LV Himalaya bag to perfection.
Won in the know imdiately cast admiring glances her way.
"Ding—"
The elevator doors slowly opened.
People filed in one after another.
Lu Ziming, glancing at the tall, seductive figure beside him, couldn't help but feel montarily dazed.
She was an incredibly stunning woman. Even in the finance industry, which was full of beauties, she stood out.
And there was a particular kind of sensuality about her that made her especially alluring.
She was no less captivating than Shen Yuyan, whom he had secretly admired for years.
The elevator stopped at the 41st floor.
Lu Ziming adjusted his grip on his briefcase and smiled. "Goodbye, Ms. Lin."
"Goodbye." Lin Muxue nodded coolly.
The elevator continued upward, with fewer and fewer people inside.
Unable to resist, Lin Muxue took out her phone from her bag and snapped a quick selfie in the elevator’s glossy mirror.
Looking at the photo of her elegant and confident self, her mood lifted even further.
The elevator doors opened, and Lin Muxue stepped out with a lighthearted stride.
The first thing that caught her eye was a massive glass wall, embedded with the golden "Confluent Capital" logo, gleaming brilliantly under the lights.
At the reception desk, a sleek white marble counter was surrounded by lush green plants, creating a fresh, modern ambiance.
The walls and floors were soundproofed, and the air slled crisp and clean.
The administrative receptionist, Emily, quickly stood up with enthusiasm.
"Good morning, Luna. Miles (Zhang Chengyuan) is already waiting for you. I’ll take you to him!"
"Thank you." Lin Muxue smiled and nodded, following her inside.
The open-plan office space was spacious and bright, with floor-to-ceiling windows offering a breathtaking view of Yan City's economic core.
Since it was the first day, the office wasn’t crowded, but all the faces were familiar.
Everyone here had been notified yesterday to report for onboarding today.
However, Lin Muxue still didn’t know her exact position.
Confluent Capital was completely different from Slover Trust. This was a real private equity firm, with a fully structured organization managing 14 billion yuan in assets.
The company conducted extensive external investnts.
All employees were expected to be fully engaged in their work.
As for her, a rookie who wasn’t even halfway competent, she had no idea what she could contribute.
It was inevitable that she felt a little anxious.
"We’re here."
Emily lightly knocked on the office door, signaling that she could enter.
Lin Muxue thanked her, then stepped in gracefully and took the initiative to greet Zhang Chengyuan.
"Miles, good morning."
"Good morning, Luna. Please have a seat."
Zhang Chengyuan stood up, smiling as he gestured toward the chair opposite him.
Once she was seated, he placed the employnt contract for the mainland WFOE in front of her.
"This is your employnt contract. Take a look, and if you have any questions, feel free to ask . Of course, your position was personally arranged by Chairman Tang."
"Thank you."
Lin Muxue took a deep breath, gently lifting the contract.
Her gaze went straight to the key information.
Position: Executive Assistant to the President.
Salary and Benefits:
Annual Salary: ¥1,500,000 RMB (pre-tax), payable as follows…
Corporate dical insurance (including outpatient, hospitalization, and accident coverage).
Transportation allowance: ¥5,000/month.
al allowance: ¥5,000/month.
…
Oh. My. God.
Lin Muxue’s heart raced, and her face flushed red.
Executive Assistant to the President?!
1.5 million annual salary?!
With all these allowances and benefits, she was literally soaring into the skies!
Previously, when she was at Slover Trust, she liked to claim she had a seven-figure salary, but in reality, that was mostly an illusion—since her actual year-end bonus was never guaranteed.
But this?
This was a real employnt contract, with a solid 1.5 million annual salary!
Noticing the change in her expression, Zhang Chengyuan spoke in a gentle tone.
"Luna, Chairman Tang has appointed you as the Executive Assistant to Confluent Capital’s headquarters. Since it’s a foreign enterprise, it can’t register your social security and housing fund in the mainland. That’s why the contract entity is WFOE Confluent Investnts.
However, your position, compensation, and salary standards are based on the Hong Kong headquarters."
Lin Muxue bit her tongue hard. "Understood."
Executive Assistant to Confluent Capital!
A private equity firm managing $2 billion in assets!
A true senior managent position!
Higher than departnt directors and managers!
At this subsidiary, she would practically reign supre!
I, Xiao Xue, have made it!
No wonder Miles (Zhang Chengyuan) was being so enthusiastic toward her.
Lin Muxue instantly straightened her posture and, with a swift stroke, signed her na.
From across the desk, Zhang Chengyuan’s eyes glead with approval.
Good! Very good! Xiao Zhang, you did well! I’ll arrange for your promotion and salary raise when the opportunity arises!
"Alright, everything’s set." Zhang Chengyuan stood up. "Let show you your office."
Lin Muxue’s fists clenched with excitent, the corners of her lips lifting.
Here it cos! Here it cos! My very own private office!
Stepping out of Zhang Chengyuan’s office,
She took in the surroundings, her heart pounding with excitent.
Unlike the serious and traditional aesthetic of Slover Trust,
This place perfectly matched her vision of a global financial firm.
Modern and minimalist, warm yet sophisticated, understated luxury, brimming with artistic elegance.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Muxue stood taller, making sure her posture reflected her new status and position.
Just then—
A familiar voice ca from the side.
"Assistant Lin, long ti no see."
Lin Muxue’s heart skipped a beat.
Turning toward the voice,
She saw a woman she would never forget.
Qin Yingsnow!
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