Xiao Jing and Wen Ruan's First Meeting

Hua Chang Apparel Headquarters Office Building, 8th Floor, Chairman's Office.

Knock, knock, knock— The sound of knocking rang out.

"Come in." He Jingping stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and looked up.

He Zhihui and Finance Director Li Mingjie hurried into the room.

"Dad." "Director He."

He Jingping nodded, gesturing for them to sit.

He Zhihui shed his usual lazy demeanor and took the initiative to pour tea for the three of them.

"How did it go? Have they all left?" He Jingping lifted his teacup and took a light sip.

He Zhihui curled his lips. "They're finally gone. They made such a huge fuss that anyone who didn't know better would think our company was undergoing an IPO audit! Especially that Tang Song—he never showed his face from start to finish, just sent people over to drag down the company's operational efficiency."

"Enough. Say less!" He Jingping's tone was stern. He then turned to Li Mingjie and asked, "Mingjie, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"

Li Mingjie answered calmly, "Mm. Their work was very clean and efficient. They mainly reviewed financial data such as profits, assets and liabilities, and cash flow. They didn't conduct an in-depth review of specific transaction contracts or carry out detailed investigations."

"That's good." He Jingping shook his head, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Looks like they only wanted to make their presence known. Young people always like to express their dissatisfaction this way."

Li Mingjie nodded in agreement, relief evident on his face. "That's what I think too."

The auditors Tang Song had sent were clearly experienced and professional. They were probably a team from a major financial institution.

As a company that had been operating for over twenty years, Hua Chang Apparel inevitably had some internal issues.

If the other side had truly been determined to dig to the bottom of things, they would indeed have uncovered quite a few loopholes.

Therefore, as one of the core executives and the Finance Director, Li Mingjie had been under the greatest pressure.

Fortunately, the other side had not pursued the matter further, allowing his nerves to relax a little.

After pondering for a moment, He Jingping suddenly said, "Mingjie, make the transactions with affiliated companies more standardized from now on. Global Tongtai's quotations also need to be adjusted to ensure transparency and fairness, so no one can use them against us later."

Li Mingjie froze for a moment, then nodded. "Understood, Director He. Is this in preparation for the company's future listing?"

"Mm." He Jingping's expression was serious. "This has served as a warning. Audits during a listing will be extremely strict, so optimizing things in advance is necessary. In the future, reduce our reliance on affiliated suppliers as much as possible and bring in more independent third-party suppliers."

Although he had always exercised restraint in related-party transactions, over the years he had still siphoned quite a lot from Hua Chang Apparel, and there were certainly traces left behind.

Once the company began the listing process, regulators would typically focus their scrutiny on the previous three years of financial and operational conditions.

If they wanted to pass the review smoothly, they had to sever these potential risks as early as possible.

If everything went smoothly with the joint venture, Hua Chang Apparel might very well have a chance to go public in two or three years.

Compared with such enormous benefits, the losses before them were not worth mentioning.

Just then, a phone rang.

He Jingping picked up his Mobile Phone, glanced at the screen, and answered with a hearty laugh. "President Huang, what made you suddenly think to call me?"

"Oh? Who?!"

"Juqing Huijin? A Hong Kong Trust Company?"

"All right, let's meet tonight and talk."

After putting down his Mobile Phone, He Jingping's expression became somewhat subtle.

He Zhihui hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Dad?"

He Jingping waved him off, signaling for him not to speak, then rose and walked behind his desk.

He took out an address book, picked up the landline, and began dialing.

"Hello, Brother Zhang. How have you been lately?"

"Nothing major. Hua Chang Apparel has some big moves coming up and may be holding a shareholders' meeting, so I wanted to give you advance notice. Don't worry, it's a good thing!"

"Haha, by the way, we've known each other for so many years. If you're thinking of selling your shares, be sure to contact me first."

"That's it, then. Goodbye."

After hanging up, He Jingping made two more calls in succession.

Only a few minutes later did he return to the sofa and sit down.

Li Mingjie asked quietly, "Director He, is someone trying to acquire shares in our company?"

He Jingping shook his head. "A Hong Kong Trust Company suddenly approached Huang Yangming and wanted to buy the 0.8% stake he holds, but they couldn't agree on a price, so he came to ask me. I just contacted several shareholders and institutional heads, but none of them had heard anything about it."

Li Mingjie frowned. "Could Huang Yangming be trying to drive up the price by deliberately making up an excuse? Does he want you to take over his shares?"

"That's possible." He Jingping pondered for a moment, then said quietly to He Zhihui, "Zhihui, speak with Wu Wei. The New Flexible Production Line at headquarters can spare some capacity to manufacture for Songmei Clothing."

"Dad, what are you doing? Isn't this showing weakness to Tang Song? Besides, we don't even have enough capacity for our own brand!"

"There's no need to drag this out any longer. Do as I say!" He Jingping's expression was stern. "Our most important task right now is to stabilize the situation and ensure the joint venture proceeds smoothly. As for the other issues, it won't be too late to deal with them when the time is right."

Of the two New Flexible Production Lines Hua Chang Apparel had upgraded this time, one served its own brand, while the other was used for contract manufacturing and customization.

The contract manufacturing line had already been designated for the joint venture. It concerned their future business layout and could not be touched.

Meanwhile, e-commerce operations for their own brand were not doing well, so making an appropriate concession was acceptable.

He Jingping felt he had already done enough and did not believe Tang Song would refuse.

After all, there was no fundamental conflict of interest between them. He had already taken the initiative to yield.

He Zhihui gritted his teeth and nodded with a face full of reluctance before getting up and walking out.

After speaking quietly with Li Mingjie for a while longer,

He Jingping's gaze flickered slightly. He picked up the phone and dialed another number.

He said quietly, "Secretary Zhang, I want to hold a shareholders' meeting before the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday to vote on the establishment of the joint venture. Help me arrange the meeting time, prepare the relevant materials, and notify all shareholders."

After hanging up, He Jingping let out a long breath, but he still felt a faint unease in his heart.

Ever since Tang Song had suddenly acquired 35% of the shares and completely disrupted his plans, he had harbored misgivings.

Now that he had heard similar news from Huang Yangming, he could not help feeling like a startled bird.

Confluent Investment, Large Meeting Room.

"We have completed a comprehensive analysis of Hua Chang's financial statements over the past three years. Contract manufacturing accounts for 68%, while proprietary brands account for 32%."

"The valuation model uses the DCF Method and relative valuation method for cross-validation. WACC is 7.95%, with an average of 1.2..."

"A scale adjustment coefficient has been introduced, and the final valuation range has been set at 2.04 to 2.31 billion yuan."

Geraint stood before the Projection Screen, reporting on the progress of the Hua Chang Apparel equity acquisition project.

Lin Mu Xue sat to Tang Song's left, her eyes bright and her expression exhilarated.

This was the first time she had truly participated in financial work. She was no longer just filling space, and it meant a great deal to her.

Moreover, the target of this strike was He Zhihui, which made her even more excited.

Judging from the team's progress, she felt that before long, she would be able to appear before He Zhihui as the victor and crush him thoroughly.

Back when she had still been a Wild Model, she could only avoid and endure second-generation rich people like him, so she had naturally felt deeply aggrieved.

Especially since that idiot had actually dared to set his sights on her and send her harassing messages.

He had some nerve! Did he not even look at whose woman she was? Hmph!

Lin Mu Xue gritted her teeth, her clear, watery gaze turning toward Tang Song in the seat of honor.

Her eyes fell on his long, lustrous fingers, and she could not help shuddering.

Today's high was 33 degrees Celsius. She was wearing only a skirt and no stockings.

In the President's Office, she had personally experienced the greatness of the Male God's Hand.

It had to be said—Tang Song's hands were simply unbeatable! You'd only understand once you'd tried them!

A little after eleven in the morning, the meeting officially ended.

Lin Mu Xue helped Tang Song pack up his Laptop and followed behind him as they headed out.

She asked softly, "President Tang, is there anything you'd like to eat for lunch? I'll make a reservation for you."

"No need. I'll just have the group meal with you." Tang Song paused. "Oh, right. The Yannan Film and Television Base officially opens the day after tomorrow. Come with me."

"Okay!" Lin Mu Xue nodded hard, excitement flashing in her eyes.

It was finally opening!

She could show her face in front of those executives, then turn around and have Xue Tang Culture designated as an officially recommended partner institution.

After that, she could calmly develop her brokerage business!

Although it would not earn much, it would be steady and reliable.

In the future, she too could have a career of her own, just like Qianqian.

They walked into the President's Office.

The Mobile Phone in Tang Song's pocket suddenly began vibrating.

He took it out and looked at it.

Hua Chang Apparel - Wu Wei

Tang Song answered directly. "Hello, President Wu."

Wu Wei's steady voice soon came through the receiver. "Chairman Tang, He Zhihui just came to speak with me. Director He wants to free up 30% of this new production line at headquarters to manufacture for Songmei Clothing. The price can be discounted by another 10%."

"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows. "Director He is truly generous."

"There's one more thing." Wu Wei lowered his voice. "Director He will hold a shareholders' meeting before the end of the month to vote on the joint venture with Yingqu Media. You should receive a notice within the next few days."

Tang Song gave a light laugh. "So he's afraid I'll cause trouble. Is he trying to ease our relationship?"

"Mm, that should be the case."

Tang Song pondered for a moment and said, "Agree to it for now. We'll decide everything after the shareholders' meeting is over."

"Understood, President Tang. I won't disturb your work any longer. Goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After hanging up, Tang Song sat down in his chair, his gaze dark and focused.

His Branch Mission, Supply Chain Empowerment, required him to "open an exclusive high-end workshop at the Hua Chang Garment Factory," so the other side's terms held no attraction for him at all.

Moreover, the He Jingping family truly was a hidden danger.

Songmei Clothing was about to build flexible rapid-response capabilities and establish its own competitive moat, which meant it would have to rely heavily on the supply chain and contract manufacturers.

To prevent possible problems, it would be better to keep Hua Chang Apparel under his own control.

And He Jingping's "shareholders' meeting" happened to suit his intentions perfectly.

He had originally planned to apply to replace the chairman and Board members after the equity transaction was completed.

Bzz, bzz— The Mobile Phone vibrated again.

Anne: "Good afternoon, dear Song. I've taken care of things here in New York. I plan to go to Magic City on October 3 and stay there for a while. It happens to be your holiday, and I hope we can have a romantic date during that time. I really miss you very much."

Anne: "Don't worry, I absolutely won't tell Jin about this, haha."

Tang Song smiled and replied, "I'm looking forward to our date."

The role of advisor Annie Kate was very important to him, equivalent to an overseas protective umbrella.

At the same time, she was Secretary Jin's classmate and friend, and the two were very close.

What he looked forward to most was actually learning about Secretary Jin's past through Annie, such as her life at university and her family.

Tang Song then opened the System Interface, entered the inventory, and fixed his gaze on a brilliant feather.

Light Feather of Memory *1: ·--

Note: Exploring the past is also a major way to improve oneself. What exactly was I doing from 2017 to 2018?

2017 to 2018.

During that period in the game, aside from following the usual routine of making investments and building businesses, he had devoted most of his energy to the development instance of Female Star - Su Yu.

He had truly been obsessed back then.

He had specifically organized songs and scripts that would become huge hits in the future and given them to Su Yu. He had also helped her choose outfits and makeup.

He had even acquired quite a few foreign special-effects companies, filming teams, and production companies for her.

Thinking of that Female Star with her ethereal grace and exquisite beauty, Tang Song's heart gradually grew heated.

On this trip to Magic City, he wondered whether he would have a chance to see Su Yu again.

Perhaps he could trigger the Light Feather of Memory and recover the shared memories between them.

Two in the afternoon.

Lin Jin Building, Brocade Business.

Tap, tap, tap— Keyboard clacking sounded intermittently as Hu Mingli wore an excited smile.

In the Best Friend group chat.

Hu Mingli: "I heard from Zhang Xintong that your Light and Shadow Media is coming to our company this afternoon to discuss business. Are you coming too?"

Wen Ruan: "_<☆◇ I'm in Yancheng, just got off the plane, thanks for asking, but unfortunately I can't make it."

Hu Mingli: "@Zhuang Zhuang, are you sure you're not coming? President Tang will personally attend our technical seminar this afternoon. He should be arriving soon. If you come over, you can give him a huge surprise!"

Wen Ruan: "(#eye roll) I've been on a business trip for three days and I'm exhausted. Where would I find the energy to surprise him!"

Hu Mingli: "Didn't you always want to meet that Bai Fumei from our company? She came back to Yancheng from the Imperial Capital this week too. For all we know, President Tang is coming over just to keep her company. Sigh, poor Zhuang Zhuang."

Wen Ruan: "Stop trying to provoke me. You think I'll fall for that? If he wants to keep her company, then let him. Who wouldn't like such a young, pretty little girl?"

Wen Ruan: lecherous.jpg

Zhang Ziqi: "I also think Tian Jing is especially pretty. She's like a little kitten. I really want to give her a good rua—she must be all soft and fragrant."

Very quickly, the tone of the chat began to take a strange turn.

Hu Mingli rubbed her forehead and left the group chat.

When one person attained the Dao, even the chickens and dogs rose to heaven. Her Good Best Friend had soared to success, and even she, a nearly thirty-year-old senior female programmer, had received promotions and raises along the way.

As the matchmaker between the two, she naturally hoped that her best friend and Tang Song could be together smoothly for the rest of their lives.

Although no one had confirmed it, quite a few people in the company were saying that Tian Jing and Tang Song were boyfriend and girlfriend.

She had really wanted her best friend to make a dazzling appearance today and confirm the matter personally.

If it was true, then she would keep an eye on Tian Jing's movements within the company and regularly compile the information for her best friend.

She would do her best to help Zhuang Zhuang defeat this "enemy."

Just then, the technical department's office area suddenly fell silent.

Immediately afterward, voices rang out one after another.

"President Tang!" "President Tang."

Hu Mingli hurriedly sat up straight and looked toward the corridor.

Tang Song was dressed in a white casual shirt and black slacks, handsome and upright, confident and composed.

Handsome as hell!

Hu Mingli licked her lips, took out her mobile phone, secretly snapped a photo, and Shared to the best friends' group.

Then she immediately stood up and smiled warmly. "Good afternoon, President Tang!"

Tang Song Raised hand slightly, a faint smile appearing on his face. "Good afternoon, Xiao Hu."

"Pfft—" The surrounding colleagues instantly burst out laughing.

Hu Mingli exchanged a few jokes with them, picked up her notebook, came to Tang Song's side, and Followed him toward the Meeting room.

She whispered, "President Tang, Zhuang Zhuang returned to Yancheng today. She just got off the plane."

"Uh, she's already back in Yancheng?" Tang Song was stunned. Wen Ruan really had not told him about this.

During the two days Liu Qingning had been around, Wen Ruan had deliberately kept her distance and had never sent him any messages.

When he sent her a WeChat message this morning, she had only replied, "Busy."

It seemed she felt wronged and was deliberately ignoring him.

He understood that perfectly well.

No matter how carefree and magnanimous Wen Ruan was, she was still a woman. How could she possibly have no feelings about having to approach Liu Qingning from such a low position?

It seemed he would have to keep her company properly tonight. He might even have to use up a bottle of Recovery Potion and try to soothe Big Sister's grievances.

The technical seminar did not last long. It mainly covered technical issues encountered at work, as well as a summary of the development progress for the new version of the internal system.

As the person in charge of technology, Tang Song attended once or twice every month.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, the meeting officially ended.

After walking out of the Meeting room and turning a corner, a striking cool-white figure Appeared in Tang Song's line of sight.

In the employee activity area, Xiao Jing sat quietly in an off-white knit top that outlined the slender lines of her shoulders and neck, as well as her delicate collarbones.

Long straight black hair, blunt bangs, an Innate JK Saint Body, and cool white skin that practically glowed.

The company goddess was still as serene and elegant as ever, sweet and sexy, impossible to look away from.

Eyes met, and a sweet smile bloomed on Xiao Jing's face, like a spring breeze brushing over a lake and sending gentle ripples spreading across its surface.

Looking at her familiar figure, Tang Song's gaze grew slightly unfocused.

In his memories, every Friday Afternoon Tea, she had stood in the employee activity area just like this.

But back then, he had only dared to sneak a few glances before watching his colleagues discuss the goddess's outfits and figure in the group chat.

Light footsteps Sounded, followed by the Assaulting the senses fragrance of familiar Perfume Scent.

Xiao Jing obediently stopped In front of her, tilted her head up slightly, and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Song, long time no see."

A bright smile appeared on Tang Song's face. "Xiao Jing, your outfit today is very beautiful."

"As long as you like it." Xiao Jing tucked the loose hair by her ear behind it and whispered, "Um, there's something I want to tell you. How about we go outside and talk for a bit?"

"Sure."

Xiao Jing blinked, lowered her head, and walked out.

After more than half a month apart, the anticipation, freshness, and excitement intertwined in her Emotions reached their peak at this moment.

It was like a romantic scene from an anime, the most wonderful moment between lovers, sweet and dreamlike.

So good!

Although she was ecstatic inside, this was still the company, so she remained very restrained, her steps light yet steady.

The two quickly arrived at the stairwell, where all was silent.

Xiao Jing glanced around, Pushed open the fire door to the Stairs, then Turned back and gestured for Tang Song to follow her in.

Inside the quiet stairwell.

After a brief Eye Contact, Tang Song suddenly bent down and kissed her jelly-soft lips.

Xiao Jing let out a faint "Mm," her face swiftly flushing crimson as she froze, not daring to move.

Her heartbeat began accelerating, as though it would leap from her chest the next second.

Tang Song wrapped his arms around her and gently caressed Xiao Jing's buttocks.

The fresh perfume mingled with the natural scent of a young girl, refreshing and intoxicating.

Feeling the shyness and innocence of this company goddess, he was in an exceptionally good mood.

After quite a while, the two slowly separated. Xiao Jing bit her lips and said sweetly, "Song, I prepared a gift for you. I Don't know whether you'll like it.

Saying that, she Took out a delicate little black gift box from her pocket and held it out to him.

Tang Song froze for a moment, somewhat embarrassed. "Excuse me, Xiao Jing. I overlooked it. I'll definitely make it up to you with a gift later."

"It's okay!" Xiao Jing Shook head, opened the gift box, and looked at him expectantly. "This is Van Cleef & Arpels' new ring. I think it suits your hand very well."

The platinum-colored band was adorned with undulating patterns, looking fashionable and elegant.

"I really like it. Thank you for the gift, Xiao Jing." Tang Song accepted the ring, revealing a warm smile.

"That's great! I'll put it on for you!" Xiao Jing beamed, quickly grabbed his left hand, and carefully slipped the ring onto his index finger.

Then she held up his hand and stared at it without blinking, practically drooling.

His long, well-proportioned fingers were like works meticulously carved by a sculptor. His fair skin carried a healthy sheen, while the faintly visible veins were Full of youthful vitality.

Xiao Jing took a deep breath, her Legs involuntarily rubbing together.

God's Hand was still as perfect as ever!

She couldn't take it! She really couldn't take it!

Tang Song had just been about to say something when Xiao Jing suddenly brought his hand to her mouth, parted her pink lips, and gently kissed his hand.

Then her lips began to wander, her movements so delicate they were hard to withstand.

Looking at the Bai Fumei before him, both innocent and seductive with a slight perverted streak, and feeling an indescribable thrill, Tang Song's heartbeat abruptly quickened and his throat bobbed.

He could not help extending his right hand, his fingertips gliding over her cheeks, neck, and collarbones before slowly moving downward, earnestly feeling the beauty of the world and the greatness of truth.

Xiao Jing's eyes suddenly widened.

(////)

Lord Tang Song really knew what he was doing this time! He was so good at this!

Please use a little more force!

Ahhh! He really used force!

In the quiet stairwell, their breathing and heartbeats intertwined.

More than ten minutes later, when Tang Song withdrew his hand.

Xiao Jing was already a little unsteady on her feet, her cheeks bright red.

After resting for a while.

Tang Song asked with concern, "Xiao Jing, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Xiao Jing Shook head, then bent over and said softly, "Song, when I had a meal with my Best Friend yesterday, I smoked and drank. I'm sorry. I betrayed your trust. Please punish me!"

The Corner of the eye of Tang Song Twitched. "Here?"

"Um—your office works too." Xiao Jing twisted her body and added obediently, "The skirt I'm wearing today is especially loose, so it can be lifted up very easily. And I'm not wearing anything underneath~"

Upon Hearing that, Tang Song's breathing grew rapid.

"Smack—" A crisp slapping sound Sounded.

"Private Masay!" Xiao Jing's body trembled, her eyes seeming ready to drip with water.

Tang Song looked at Xiao Jing's buttocks and said in a somewhat hoarse voice, "Let's go! I'll teach you a proper lesson over there!"

Xiao Jing licked her lips and lowered her head as she Followed behind him.

After entering the company's office area.

Xiao Jing immediately returned to normal, a sweet smile on her face as she proactively greeted her colleagues.

Her steps were light and elegant.

Seeing this with his own eyes, Tang Song could not help the Corner of the eye twitching.

Good grief! Bai Fumei, you really understand contrast!

I have to introduce you to Xiao Xue sometime. Believe me, you two would definitely get along!

After turning through the corridor for a while, the two slowly Approached the CT0 office.

Just as they were about to reach the door, Tang Song's steps abruptly halted. He Looked at the direction directly opposite the office door.

A surprised expression Appeared on his face.

Noticed the change in him, Xiao Jing Turned around and Looked over as well.

A tall, sexy woman stood there, dressed in a fitted black long-sleeved top and casual slacks. Her figure was curvy and excellent, and she looked mature, charming, elegant, and confident.

Eyes met, and Xiao Jing keenly picked up the crucial information from the other party's gaze.

This woman's relationship with Tang Song was definitely anything but ordinary.

Licking her lips, an excited gleam gradually lit up in Xiao Jing's eyes.

It was here! The Famous Scene from anime was here!

A dimensional rift silently opened. The energetic girl Xiao Jing barged into a mysterious realm, colliding head-on with a mysterious mature woman radiating healing light, beginning the prelude to their first encounter.