Maxing Out Charisma, Inheriting Game Assets Chapter 530: Investor’s Night 2 (Tang Song’s Background)

“Jiayue, Nuonuo, what’s going on?” Xu Pengyuan asked with a hint of concern after carefully parking the car.

Sun Jiayue’s eyelids trembled slightly. “N-nothing, just saw a friend.”

Xu Pengyuan followed their gaze, his eyes landing on the pair of man and woman.

“Uh… the one driving the Lamborghini is your friend?”

“Mm.” Sun Jiayue bit her lip, montarily at a loss for words.

Her emotions were a tangled ss.

She’d specifically invited Tang Song to help her before, only to cancel on him because of Liu Jing.

And now he suddenly showed up here—in a Lamborghini—accompanied by a stunning woman.

Could he be here for Investor’s Night?

But... where did he get an invitation?

Zhang Nuo chid in softly, “That guy is Jiayue’s high school classmate.”

Hearing this, the expression on Xu Pengyuan’s face instantly froze.

“The one you ntioned before… that’s him?”

His voice was tinged with obvious shock and a hint of barely disguised disappointnt.

Xu Pengyuan and Sun Jiayue were very close—practically a couple.

He’d heard Zhang Nuo praise Jiayue’s high school classmate for being handso and charismatic.

Even though the guy was just an ordinary programr and shouldn’t pose a real threat, Zhang Nuo’s glowing descriptions had made him vaguely uneasy.

That’s why he introduced Liu Jing and deliberately brought up Investor’s Night—

to break up her chance of attending with Tang Song.

Now, looking at the tall figure in the distance and catching a glimpse of Jiayue’s slightly dazed expression, jealousy flared in Xu Pengyuan’s chest. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel★fire

He couldn’t help but mutter, “Jiayue, your classmate’s kind of showy, huh? Did he rent a supercar just for the flex?”

Zhang Nuo frowned. “Not necessarily. Maybe it’s that woman’s car? Or a friend’s?”

“Then why is he here? To attend the event?” Xu Pengyuan gave a light chuckle and turned to Liu Jing behind him. “This is the old classmate Jiayue was planning to bring in to pose as a ‘tech elite.’”

“Oh?” Liu Jing raised his brows. “So that’s him. He does have quite a presence.”

“Heh, I just wonder if he’s here out of spite after being stood up—trying to show off in front of Jiayue with his date, make her regret it.”

As they chatted, Tang Song and the woman beside him were already walking side by side toward the elevator.

Sun Jiayue let out a soft breath and said directly, “Pengyuan, stop guessing. Tang Song’s not the type to show off. He must have his own reason for coming—it has nothing to do with us. Brother Liu, let take you to the check-in desk so we can collect your access badge.”

“Alright, let’s go.”

The four exited the car, took the elevator to the first floor, and walked for a bit before arriving at Entrance 7 of the conference center.

Liu Jing smiled. “This event’s quite sothing—security’s this tight.”

Xu Pengyuan echoed, “Yeah, the scale is big. Lots of well-known institutions from across the Yangtze River Delta are attending. I’m sure you’ll et new connections, Brother Liu.”

Liu Jing nodded with a smile.

The four queued up for security check as instructed. Staff politely inspected their belongings and verified the electronic invitation.

The first-floor lobby was bright and spacious, elegantly decorated yet retaining a minimalistic style.

A massive LED screen cycled through event the videos, and multiple reception desks were arranged neatly, giving a strong sense of order.

Under the staff’s guidance, the group headed toward the Investor’s Night: Leading the Future check-in desk.

After saying goodbye, Zhang Nuo rushed off to et her company’s leadership.

With sign-in about to begin, a long line had already ford at the check-in desk.

Liu Jing glanced around with interest, then suddenly pointed sowhere, sounding curious. “Hmm? Isn’t that the classmate Jiayue ntioned? Why aren’t they lining up?”

Hearing that, both Sun Jiayue and Xu Pengyuan turned to look in that direction.

They saw a man and a woman walking with two staff mbers directly toward a quiet side corridor.

Xu Pengyuan’s eyes twitched slightly, his expression showing both awkwardness and unease.

Sun Jiayue took a deep breath, her tone mixed with emotion. “That’s... the VIP corridor…”

This ti, Xu Pengyuan didn’t say anything sarcastic.

He might be jealous, but he wasn’t stupid.

Whatever the case, if the guy could get a VIP invitation, there had to be a reason.

This event was massive, and attendees were nurous.

The VIP guests—like major investnt institutions or high-profile investors—naturally received far better treatnt than regular participants like them.

For instance, regular attendees only got their na badges after check-in, marked with just a company or institution na, like Hengyue Investnt.

VIP badges, however, were custom-made in advance and delivered to the person beforehand—convenient, and also a symbol of status and a social calling card for the banquet.

As she watched their backs disappear into the corridor, Sun Jiayue felt a swirl of emotions inside.

She had no idea what capacity Tang Song was attending in, but clearly, he wasn’t as simple as she thought.

And that woman beside him…

Did she bring him here?

...

Tap, tap, tap—

Footsteps echoed clearly through the quiet corridor, stopping at a private elevator.

Gold-toned rope barriers encircled the area, with thick crimson carpeting underfoot. The elevator zone felt especially spacious, occupied by only a few people—all with impressive presence.

“Mr. Tang, Ms. Shen, please wait a mont. The elevator is on its way.” A staff mber bowed slightly, voice respectful yet composed.

“Thank you.” Shen Yuyan gave a slight nod, her smile graceful.

She glanced at the distant, crowded hall, then at the quiet comfort around her—her heart rippled with emotion.

This stark contrast in treatnt gave her an indescribable sense of satisfaction and achievent.

Wang Yubo had previously ntioned the event details to her, specifically noting that Mingjian Capital was one of the VIP guests tonight.

Now, she too appeared here as a VIP—specifically, as a “Special Advisor” to Rongliu Capital.

She touched the silver na badge on her chest, suppressing the upward tug of her lips.

She had a burning obsession and desire for upward social mobility.

She never intended to stop halfway—and she knew it would take ti to make Tang Song truly value her.

Tonight, by his side, she would seize the mont to showcase herself.

Once they returned to Yancheng—with their close personal ties—she refused to believe Tang Song wouldn’t be moved!

Ding—the mirrored elevator doors slowly opened, reflecting her exquisitely made-up face and the flash of ambition in her eyes.

【Now it’s my turn to take the stage!】

【One day, I’ll step over everyone who’s ever looked down on . Make them regret, struggle, and beg.】

The elevator opened on the 7th floor.

As the top floor of the Modu International Conference Center, this was undoubtedly the most luxurious part of the entire building.

The Modu Hall spanned 4,400 square ters, its golden decor and dazzling lights radiating the grandeur and prestige of this elite event.

“President Tang, are we heading straight to the sign-in area?” Shen Yuyan asked in a soft voice, full of anticipation.

“No rush. Co with , we’re eting up with other colleagues first.” Tang Song shook his head, walking ahead with steady, confident strides.

“Other colleagues?”

Shen Yuyan blinked and quickly followed.

She had assud it was just the two of them attending the banquet. She hadn’t expected other employees from Rongliu Capital to be here.

Her eyes scanned the crowd in the hall, her heart swelling with excitent.

Even the air seed thick with power and wealth.

After a short walk, they reached a serene lounge area on the east side—

away from the noise, peaceful and elegant.

Just then, three figures approached from the window side.

Leading them was a woman in her thirties, dressed in a black suit with a composed, capable aura.

Behind her were two n in sharp suits—one of them a white male.

The trio exuded elite professionalism and commanding presence.

Shen Yuyan perked up imdiately, putting on a perfectly poised smile.

"Mr. Tang!"

“Good evening, Mr. Tang. I’m Harlan Chen Qihang, Director of Operations.”

“Good evening, Mr. Tang. I’m Arthur Carter, Senior Investnt Manager at Rongliu Capital. An honor to finally et you in person.”

Shen Yuyan keenly noticed how respectful—almost reverent—the three were toward Tang Song.

Tang Song gave a slight nod and introduced, “This is Shirley, Shen Yuyan, Special Advisor to the company, joining us for the event.”

The trio nodded politely and reintroduced themselves.

Shen Yuyan returned the smiles, maintaining elegance throughout—but inside, she was bursting with excitent.

Judging by these three’s composure and presence, they were clearly top financial professionals, high-level figures in the industry.

Having a team like this ant Rongliu Capital’s strength far exceeded what she’d imagined.

However, she couldn’t help but feel a tiny pang of regret—

no other guests had co up to chat.

Clearly, Rongliu Capital’s dostic recognition was still limited; at least at this event, it hadn’t drawn much attention yet.

Bullet thoughts:

【I need to find out more about Rongliu Capital—must look them up thoroughly.】

【Just in case I end up in conversation, I don’t want to be caught off guard.】

【Plus, it’d help assess Tang Song’s true capabilities.】

With that in mind, Shen Yuyan leaned in and whispered to Tang Song, “President Tang, I’m going to the restroom.”

“Go ahead.”

She nodded and quickly walked out.

While walking, she pulled out her phone and ssaged her friend: “Mingchen, you still at the office? Can you help look into a foreign company—Confluent Capital Limited (Rongliu Capital)? As detailed as possible, thank you!”

Song Mingchen had been her university peer—president of the Student Council at the School of Economics and Managent when she joined.

After graduation, he went on to pursue a master’s in economics at Yan City University of Technology and now worked at a financial consulting firm. They stayed close, and he had helped her a lot.

Buzz buzz—

【Song Mingchen: “Give a sec. I’ll check now and send it to you shortly.”】

Shen Yuyan put away her phone, stepped into the restroom, tidied her hair, and sprayed so breath freshener.

There was still the check-in, entry, networking and other processes ahead, all of which would take ti.

This was her best chance to fix her appearance and adjust her state of mind.

She had to make sure her image was flawless and present herself in the best light for every mont that followed.

She stepped out of the restroom with a confident smile on her lips and walked back toward the lounge.

Not long after, her steps ca to an abrupt halt, and the smile on her face instantly froze.

Ahead of her—

Wang Yubo was approaching with three senior executives from Gongying Technology.

They were speaking in low voices, each with a VIP badge pinned to their chest—clearly guests who had also entered through the special access corridor.

【What a small f***ing world!】

Shen Yuyan’s fingers unconsciously brushed across the badge on her chest.

“Yuyan… what are you doing here?” Ren Mingyuan looked at her in surprise.

“What? Surprised to see ?” Shen Yuyan lifted her chin slightly, the graceful curve of her neck forming a perfect arc.

【I’m here to show you— even without any of you, I can still get in, and as a VIP guest no less!】

【You can’t crush . I still have cards to play!】

Wang Yubo’s face darkened a little, and his gaze quickly scanned the badge on her chest.

The words “Special Advisor” to Rongliu Capital stood out.

He raised his brows, voice dripping with mockery. “Special Advisor to Rongliu Capital? Foreign firm? Heh, who’d you pull strings with to sneak into this event?”

“You’re so funny. Since it’s a public event, anyone can attend. Not sure what you an by ‘sneak in’ exactly.” Shen Yuyan looked him dead in the eye, voice soft but edged with undeniable sharpness.

Wang Yubo took a step forward, staring into her eyes with a mocking smile, lowering his voice. “Shen Yuyan, what do you think you are? You dared to block ? This thing with Youjie Housekeeping isn’t over. I’ll wait for you to co begging.”

Then he raised his voice so others could hear. “Miss Shen, so circles aren’t ones you can just force your way into, haha.”

Shen Yuyan bit her lip, blood rushing to her head, nails digging deep into her palm.

She forced herself to suppress the urge to retaliate.

Bullet comnts:

【Wang Yubo, you’re f***ing asking for it!】

【One day… I’ll crush you to dust with my own hands!】

Just then—

“Shirley?”

A deep, magnetic male voice ca from her side.

Shen Yuyan jolted back to her senses from the fire in her chest. A sudden chill ran down her spine—whether from nervousness or excitent, she didn’t know.

【He’s here! What should I say?!】

“President Tang!”

The sharp steps of leather shoes tapped crisply across the mirror-like marble floor.

Wang Yubo, Ren Mingyuan, and the others all turned to look and saw a tall figure walking steadily toward them.

In a tailored suit, calm and composed, he carried an invisible pressure with every step.

Tang Song walked up to Shen Yuyan and naturally wrapped an arm around her waist, close yet not inappropriate. “Ran into trouble?”

Seeing them together like that, Wang Yubo’s pupils shrank and his gaze turned grim.

So this is the idiot who helped Shen Yuyan crash the party?

Even if he hadn’t locked her down yet, in his eyes, she was already his prey.

This scene in front of him was like Honor of Kings: he was about to take the Elder Dragon, only to have soone from the enemy team steal it with Smite at the last second. His chest felt like it was about to explode.

Shen Yuyan trembled slightly, her pale cheeks flushing pink. “N-no, just ran into soone annoying.”

She answered softly, her voice carrying a trace of grievance.

【Tang Song! He bullied !!!】

Tang Song lifted his head and calmly swept his gaze over Wang Yubo and the others. Though emotionless, the air seed to drop several degrees.

Wang Yubo fought down his irritation and looked at him. “Hello, I’m Wang Yubo, Fund Director at Mingjian Capital. May I ask your na?”

He wasn’t stupid. He only dared to pressure Shen Yuyan because he was sure he had the upper hand.

But this young man clearly had so serious background. Even if he wanted to go after him, he’d need to find out more first.

Tang Song didn’t answer his question. His gaze remained indifferent. “I don’t care who you are.”

Wang Yubo’s face instantly turned green, veins bulging at his temple.

“You—”

Ren Mingyuan quickly stepped forward and tugged his sleeve quietly. “President Wang, we’ve got bigger priorities.”

This was the critical mont for Gongying Technology’s Series C and IPO.

With so many people around, making a scene would damage the reputations of both Mingjian Capital and Gongying.

Wang Yubo took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling sharply.

His cold gaze swept back and forth between Tang Song and Shen Yuyan, then finally locked on her face. With a sneer, he turned and walked away.

Bullet comnts:

【Wang Yubo, your face right now is even better than I imagined!】

【Tang Song, I now officially crown you Modu’s most powerful sugar daddy!】

Tang Song released her waist and looked up at the floating bullet screen above her head, nearly bursting out laughing.

He cleared his throat and pulled a na badge from his suit pocket, handing it over. “Shirley, help put this on. We need to go sign in and et a few people.”

This would be the closing scene of the “Second Act”—he was about to take Shen Yuyan to et the team from Jingwu Capital.

“Okay!” Shen Yuyan quickly took it, carefully pinning the badge onto his suit lapel.

Only then did she finally see Tang Song’s title—and her heart trembled.

Chairman / CEO. So this was his real trump card—the investnt firm itself!

“Thank you. Let’s go.”

“Mm.” Shen Yuyan nodded gently, biting her lip as she followed him forward.

Buzz buzz— Her phone vibrated in her purse.

Without changing expression, she pulled it out for a quick glance.

Her pupils shrank violently—frozen in place.

【Song Mingchen: “Confluent Capital is a private equity firm founded in 2018 and registered in Hong Kong. It manages multiple funds across different stages and has branches in the U.S., Singapore, and the U.K., with total AUM exceeding 2 billion USD.”】

【Song Mingchen: “It’s a rapidly rising PE firm in recent years, quite influential overseas, though not very active dostically…”】

【Song Mingchen: “Couldn’t find ownership percentages in the ICRIS system, but among the registered shareholders are: TANG Song, CCPartnership, Tang Jin Family Office, and Kate Trust.”】

“What’s wrong?” Tang Song turned to look at her.

Shen Yuyan’s legs buckled slightly as she stared at Tang Song’s cool, sharp features.

Her face turned bright red. She couldn’t breathe.

Above her, the bullet comnts exploded into dazzling gold:

【How is this possible? Am I dreaming?!】

【2 billion… USD?! The real controller of a $2 billion private equity fund!】

【Tang Jin Family Office?!】

【Tang Jin… Tangyi Precision… Ouyang Xianyue… Jin ixiao…】

【Ahhh! I’m losing my mind! What is this man’s actual background?!】

【No wonder Lin Muxue acts so damn arrogant!】

【Wang Yubo? Mingjian Capital? Yuanjian Holdings? None of them are even in the sa league!】

【What can I do to win more of his fa—】