Magic City, Magic City

Mo Xiangwan... Mo Xiangwan!

This name appeared only once for Lin Mu Xue.

If it weren't for the Slover Trust Family Trust, she would most likely have forgotten the name.

"Hello Ms. Zhao, I am Mo Xiangwan, the witness to today's signing."

As the treatment she had always dreamed of, the scenes she experienced with Zhao Yachian that day often appeared in her mind and dreams.

Mo Xiangwan was the witness representing the Trust Company, while Lin Mu Xue was the witness invited by Zhao Yachian.

She was far less memorable than Qin Yingxue, after all, the latter knew the chairman of her company.

I only remember that she had a strong presence back then, with bright and expressive eyes.

At the time, I just assumed they were internal company employees and didn't think much of it.

But to everyone's surprise, it turned out to be the president of Tang Zong Entertainment.

The true social elites and top-tier celebrities have unimaginably high status.

Her every word and action can have a huge guiding and influence on public opinion, industry development, or social trends.

No wonder trust companies offer such good benefits!

Maybach, business class, ultra-luxury five-star hotels, Hermès private events, Mo Du International Film Festival ...

The assistants who picked them up at the airport were all important figures like Su Zhuyun.

These are standard features for serving social elites; she and Qianqian were essentially enjoying the treatment of A-list celebrities.

If Tang Zong Entertainment is in charge, then everything makes sense.

Then I thought of Luo Bin and Qin Yingxue, who were present at the time.

She shuddered; they all seemed to have powerful backgrounds!

Lin Mu Xue was just a receptionist at Yancheng Financial Company. She never expected that she would have accidentally come into contact with such important people.

What about the Tang Song dynasties? He...

Lin Mu Xue's slender fingers gripped her thigh tightly, her face flushing red and then turning pale.

I initially thought he was a Second-Generation Rich was starting a business and experiencing life, but now it seems that's not the case at all.

So many important figures came to the Family Trust just because a lover signed it.

His status and position are definitely far beyond what he imagined.

In that case, the difficulty of taking him down would likely increase exponentially.

Heaven help her, Xiao Xue only wanted to be a Canary could pretend to be sophisticated, Tang Song, with his net worth of one hundred million US dollars, was someone she longed for but could never reach.

Now that his status has been elevated again, the value of the Trust Fund has skyrocketed.

This is a battle fought across dimensions!

"Slap!" Lin Mu Xue gritted her teeth and slapped her thigh.

Damn it! Why couldn't I just be a little more impulsive at the investment conference?!

I clearly like this style of his too!

Su Zhuyun didn't say anything, but simply held her wine glass and observed her every move.

A long time passed.

Su Zhuyun brought her wine glass closer and said with a light laugh, "Madam Lin, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

Coming to her senses, Lin Mu Xue felt her mouth was dry. She licked her lips, quickly clinked glasses with her, and downed her cocktail in one gulp.

Somewhat nervously, she said, "President Su... of course I remember President Mo. After all, it's hard to forget someone as outstanding as her."

Although I don't know what Mo Xiangwan means, flattery will never fail me.

Say nice things first, at least to leave a good impression.

Su Zhuyun smiled brightly. "We originally didn't recommend that Ms. Zhao bring you along for the Trust Company's qualification review, but everything went so smoothly because of President Mo's intervention."

They naturally didn't dare to approach or influence Zhao Yachian, after all, she was a beneficiary of Juqing Huijin and one of their clients.

But Lin Mu Xue was ultimately just a minor character.

They had already investigated thoroughly and found out that his social circle wasn't very good.

Many of the people appearing on her social media are "escorts," "Fake Socialite," and "Internet Celebrity."

"This..." Lin Mu Xue's face turned pale, her lips pressed tightly together, and she said in a low voice, "Thank you President Mo."

I felt extremely disappointed and frustrated in an instant.

So, during the Trust Company's review process, I wasn't even qualified to be Qianqian's friend?

In that case, wouldn't that mean I'm even less qualified to be a beneficiary?

"Thump—" Su Zhuyun put down her glass, her tone slightly serious, "The three girls who came to the bar with you today aren't exactly clean. I hope you won't let Ms. Zhao come into contact with them. If problems arise, President Mo very disappointed, and you'll lose opportunities like this in the future."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mu Xue's hand trembled, and she quickly explained, "Okay, okay, I'm actually not familiar with them. They're more like online friends. I would never do anything inappropriate."

She knew Chen Chen and Zi Chu fairly well; their private lives were indeed chaotic.

It's because we're not on the same wavelength that I'm often mocked by them in the group chat.

I'm here today to show off and get slapped in the face.

Seeing Lin Mu Xue's reaction, Su Zhuyun smiled and said, "Of course, President Mo still appreciates you very much. You can keep her contact information, and you can contact President Mo directly if you have any questions in the future. If there are any high-end events later, she may invite you to attend. On the one hand, it's a way to build connections, and on the other hand, it's a way to broaden your horizons."

"Hiss~" Lin Mu Xue took a deep breath and said excitedly, "Thank you for your recognition, President Mo."

During their brief exchange and contact, Lin Mu Xue's heart was on a rollercoaster of emotions.

Deep down, he knew that Mr. President Mo was giving him a warning before offering a reward.

However, the difference in their status was too great, so even if she was being reprimanded, she had to swallow it willingly.

The two drank a few more glasses, Su Zhuyun stopped talking about these things. Instead, she introduced Zhang Xiaoli to her and told her about the Magic City.

Lin Mu Xue, who had been feeling uneasy, gradually relaxed.

He noticed the awe in the eyes of Chen Chen, Xu An, and the others, and regained his confident and composed demeanor.

No matter how humble she was in front of Mo Xiangwan, Tang Song, and others, she still had enough to boast about when facing them.

With her legs together and her long hair gently caressing her face, Lin Mu Xue listened to DJ music while carefully savoring a glass of Hennessy brandy.

He would occasionally take out his Mobile Phone to take a picture.

It has to be said that Su Zhuyun is really rich; the drinks she ordered were all extremely expensive.

Coupled with her tumultuous mood today, Lin Mu Xue couldn't help but drink a little more.

It was almost midnight.

Watched by Chen Chen, Xu An, and others, Lin Mu Xue gracefully got into the Maybach, waved gently through the car window, and disappeared into the streets of Magic City the Bund.

Inside the Bulgari suite.

Lin Mu Xue walked in with a leisurely gait and a swaying waist.

She kicked off her high heels, put her beloved bag away, and plopped down on the living room sofa.

She was slightly tipsy from drinking quite a bit of alcohol, and her face was flushed and hot.

"Phew~" He let out a long breath.

The living room was only dimly lit with Mood Lighting.

Lin Mu Xue leaned back on the sofa, gazing at the beautiful scenery outside the window with a dreamy look in her eyes.

"Tang Song... Tang Song..."

She kept repeating those two words to herself, and before she knew it, she had turned on her Mobile Phone.

I saw photos from the Tang Song in my photo album collection.

That was taken when he was driving Bentley.

That day, he took himself to Starjoy City to buy up all the luxury goods.

Like a dream.

Just like... the night in Magic City.

She stared blankly for a while, a silly smile appearing on her face.

A while later...

As the alcohol took effect, her head became dizzy.

Looking at the tall and handsome Tang Song on my Mobile Phone, I imagined him standing in front of me.

Her hands unconsciously began to move on her body.

I just lay back on the sofa with my eyes closed.

Feeling my heart racing, feeling disoriented and confused, I became increasingly excited.

Under the cover of a cloudy night, the Bund outside the window exudes a unique mystery and profundity.

The river flowed slowly in the dim light, seemingly calm, yet accompanied by a low, roaring sound.

Friday, June 9, 2023, sunny turning cloudy, 21℃~37℃.

Running, skipping rope, Fat Burning Exercise...

After sitting down for an aerobic workout, my "Infinite Vitality" outfit was completely soaked.

Fortunately, it has special effects and excellent breathability, which can keep the body cool and comfortable at all times.

Recently, as his physical condition improved, he was able to feel the power of this suit more and more deeply.

You can feel an explosive power within your body every moment, especially in the gym, where the effect is excellent.

"Splash—" I stood under the shower and took a quick shower.

Tang Song stood naked in front of the mirror.

His physique is well-proportioned and exudes a sense of power.

His upper body is broad and muscular, with smooth, understated muscle lines.

In addition to his increasingly defined six-pack abs, his pectoral muscles have also begun to take shape.

The thigh muscles are full and elastic, and the calves are long and powerful.

With broad shoulders and well-defined shoulder blades that rise and fall gently with each breath, he exudes a calm and confident aura.

A tremendous sense of accomplishment welled up inside Tang Song, and he excitedly clenched his fist.

Seeing yourself getting better and better is such a wonderful feeling!

Although he had the help of system items, his success was also largely due to his self-discipline.

Thinking back to my former overweight self, it's like night and day.

His strong physique, endurance, and agility have built a formidable body.

Even compared to his peak physical condition in high school, he is still better.

He is now very much looking forward to seeing what expression his White Moonlight will have when she sees him now.

Although he had previously posted his weight on Moments, there is a big difference between simply being thin and having a good figure.

While eating breakfast.

"Ding-dong—" A notification sound rang out on my Mobile Phone's WeChat.

I picked it up and took a look.

[Xu Qing: I'm so sorry! Yan Yan is going to Imperial Capital today to visit an alumnus's company with some partners. She won't be back until Sunday night, so our dinner gathering might have to be postponed!]

[Xu Qing: Sliding to her knees in apology. jpg]

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

According to his understanding, Shen Yuyan should be very concerned about the financing of Youjie Home Services.

He was busy the past few days and didn't have any free time.

I specifically asked Xu Qing today if she wanted to get together tonight, but I never expected Shen Yuyan to suddenly run off to the Imperial Capital.

Are they going to find some investment institution?

Shaking his head, Tang Song stopped thinking about it.

Although I really want to practice my investment skills through this small project, there's no need to rush.

Moreover, with 200 million in Investment Capital at his disposal, he has absolute capital and doesn't need to worry about not having investment targets.

I opened the ticket booking app and booked a business class seat on the high-speed train from Yancheng to Magic City for 3 PM today. It will arrive at Mo Du Hongqiao Station at around 10 PM.

He was eager to get his Physical Blind Box. He had originally planned to meet with Shen Yuyan before setting off, but now it was much easier.

I just booked the tickets, "Buzzing..."

[Xu Qing: "Are you angry? Why aren't you replying to my messages?!"]

Tang Song smiled and deliberately ignored her.

I opened the WeChat of my junior schoolmate Yao Lingling and shared the "Outfit - Limitless Vitality" that I had drawn last night.

The comment read, "Ling Ling, this is the sportswear I told you about before. You've worked hard."

Now Yao Lingling is a full-fledged fashion designer with a junior assistant, so she can work very quickly.

"Ding-dong—"

[Xu Qing: "Don't be like that, I really didn't mean to stand you up! It's all Yan Yan's fault, I just pinned her down on the bed and ravaged her, don't be angry, okay?"]

Tang Song thought for a moment and typed back, "I won't accept it unless Xu Qing apologizes to me in Maid Outfit."

A long time passed.

When Tang Song changed his clothes, packed his things, and prepared to go downstairs.

"Ding-dong—"

Xu Qing: "You have to keep your word!"

[Xu Qing: Apology Video. video]

Tang Song's eyes lit up, and he immediately clicked to play the video.

In the video, Xu Qing, dressed in a black and white lace Maid Outfit, kneels on the bed, looking pitifully at the camera and says, "I'm sorry!"

Tang Song read it carefully several times and mentally gave this university alumnus a thumbs up.

As expected of a professional OSer, their expressions and movements were very convincing.

She replied, "I forgive you. By the way, Qing Qing, remember to bring this outfit next time you take photos, it's very pretty."

Seeing Xu Qing fall silent again, Tang Song couldn't help but chuckle.

This Qing Qing is really funny. It feels refreshing to tease her a little sometimes.

Yunxi Building, 30th floor.

General Manager's Office.

A high-level meeting with only two people unfolded silently, which also determined the major transformation that Songmei Clothing would undergo.

"Meng Ting, you can put the livestreaming thing on hold for now. Your main task from now on is to implement this plan and recruit employees. In the early stages of a company's development, a good organizational structure can greatly improve efficiency and responsiveness..."

Gao Mengting sat on the sofa, holding the "Company Organizational Structure Adjustment Plan" prepared by Tang Song in her hand, listening to him talk eloquently, and several times he hesitated to speak.

After Tang Song finished speaking, she pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "In that case, we will need to recruit at least 60 more people. If we also include the warehouse and logistics, the company's final number of employees may approach one hundred."

"Yes!" Tang Song affirmed, "Because there are so many people, this process will definitely be very troublesome. I have already contacted Huo Wanjun of Bocai Yingrui, and they will do their best to help us recruit and train talents and develop a reasonable human resources system."

This "project plan" did not come out of thin air; rather, it was based on the contents of the "Project Feasibility Report" he had previously obtained.

It is basically the complete structure of a medium-sized live-streaming e-commerce company.

With the help of Bocai Yingrui Management Consulting Co., Ltd.., it's just a matter of time.

Gao Mengting rubbed sheets of A4 paper between her slender fingers, her gaze shifting between light and shadow.

After a long pause, she bit her lip and said in a somewhat dejected voice, "Mr. Tang, you're planning to continue investing in Songmei Clothing, right?"

Tang Song paused slightly, then replied confidently, "Of course!"

In the apparel e-commerce business, the most costly aspect is actually inventory, coupled with the payback period on platforms like Douyin.

In such cases, companies typically choose to take out a loan.

They had been following a low-inventory strategy, and with Gao Mengting's batch of goods, they were able to achieve profitability so quickly.

If the company expands to the size described in the business plan, it will need at least 3 million in funding as a buffer.

Upon hearing Tang Song's reply, Gao Mengting took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then said sincerely, "Let's readjust the shareholding ratio. I currently own 25% of the shares and am willing to adjust it proportionally based on your investment amount. You can decide the company's valuation."

She had been mentally prepared for this for a long time.

According to her original plan, the company would develop steadily for about a year, and after accumulating enough capital, it would be invested in the company to expand its scale.

However, when Tang Song proposed to run three live streaming rooms simultaneously, she knew that the company was about to experience a major boom.

She is actually very optimistic about the future of Songmei Clothing.

Live-streaming e-commerce is one of the most popular business models today.

They have outstanding talent, a well-established supply chain, and such compatible partners.

With sufficient funds, she is confident that she can take the company to the next level.

However, she really doesn't have any money, which is her biggest drawback as a shareholder—she can't keep up with the company's pace of development.

Tang Song looked at Gao Mengting, who was disappointed yet determined, and gently shook his head, saying, "No need. I will personally lend this money to the company as a loan, and the term will be one year."

He reached out and patted her shoulder, Wei Xiao as he said, "I believe that a year from now, this amount of money won't be much for the company."

The 1,810-square-meter office area is about to be completed, and three live-streaming studios will soon be put into use.

He still has 200 million yuan in Investment Capital, which is enough to take the company off the ground. There is no need to waste time in the capital accumulation stage.

With the [Growth Plan Task] in hand, Secretary Jin and Smiling Holdings are waiting to be unlocked.

He has a sense of urgency about the future.

After a moment of silence, Gao Mengting bit her lower lip and said, "Then how about this, I'll voluntarily offer 10% of my shares as employee incentives."

"Let's not consider those things for now; we haven't reached that stage yet." Tang Song suddenly pinched her soft cheek, his face full of smiles. "Go for it, partner! Just go for it with confidence, I'll back you up!"

Gao Mengting looked at Tang Song, who stood up straight, and her heart suddenly started racing.

This heartfelt trust brought the two of them very close.

As she left, she clenched her fist, gave him a casual hug, and said gently but firmly, "I won't let you down."

Wearing high heels, her head reached just above his nose.

The warm touch and faint fragrance made Tang Song's heart itch.

He raised his eyebrows and mimicked her tone, saying, "President Gao, you're being a scoundrel!"

After saying that, he wrapped his arms around her waist and looked into her eyes with a smile.

"You..." Gao Mengting's fair face instantly turned red. She patted his shoulder in annoyance, but couldn't help but secretly breathe in his scent.

I felt my heart racing faster than ever before.

Antoine wrote in "The Little Prince," "Love is not gazing at one another, but looking in the same direction together."

Like-minded partners!

Will we both be looking in the same direction?

Will you... be my love?

3:10 PM.

The high-speed train from Yancheng to Magic City is about to depart.

"Ms. Zheng, over here!"

"Excuse me, everyone, make way!"

With the help of station staff, Zheng Siwen finally managed to enter the train carriage through the dedicated business class passage of the high-speed rail station.

While I breathed a sigh of relief, my mood turned painful and depressed again.

Leaning against the aisle of the train carriage, tears streamed down her face.

"Madam, are you alright?" the flight attendant asked politely.

Zheng Siwen waved her hand and mumbled, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

She took the tissue the flight attendant offered, blew her nose, and bit her lip hard.

She once thought she had a boyfriend who loved her very much.

In order to make this relationship a lasting one, she went to work for an Internet Plus company in Magic City.

She rents a small apartment in a remote area, works overtime, saves every penny, and occasionally transfers living expenses to her boyfriend, dreaming of owning their own house someday.

Her classmates and friends all say she's love-struck, but she's happy with it.

Lately, her boyfriend has been a bit cold towards her, and she feels it's because she's been busy with work and hasn't spent enough time with him.

She took a special leave and secretly went to Yancheng, wanting to surprise her boyfriend who was studying for his master's degree, but what she didn't expect was a huge shock.

I saw him walking hand in hand with a girl on campus.

The harsh reality now before her is unbearable, and she doesn't know what to do.

Being sensible and timid, she didn't make a scene or confront them directly; instead, she simply bought a high-speed rail ticket.

She wanted to escape the city as quickly as possible and get to her small apartment in Magic City.

Because time is of the essence, only business class seats are still available.

She had never dared to dream of a high-speed rail business class seat worth 1,700 yuan before, but this time she booked it without hesitation.

The train starts moving.

Wiping away her tears, Zheng Siwen, carrying her bag and with red eyes, walked into the business class carriage.

The environment here is very luxurious and exquisite, with three seats per row, a "2+1" seating arrangement, and very spacious spacing and aisles.

The dark red leather seats, resembling massage chairs, look very comfortable.

She glanced at the ticket information on her Mobile Phone, took a deep breath, and walked towards her seat with her head down.

It was a seat next to the aisle, not by the window, which made her feel even worse.

I put my backpack away, took out my Mobile Phone, opened WeChat, and tapped on my boyfriend's chat window.

As I wrote and deleted, tears welled up in my eyes again.

Five years of friendship—she still remembers the boy who sang with a guitar on the military training Sports Field.

I also remember the moments we shared together.

what do I do?

Perhaps it's because I haven't spent enough time with him or given him enough care?

As she was thinking about this, tears rolled down her cheeks and landed on her legs.

"Are you alright? Let me wipe it off." A gentle and pleasant male voice sounded from beside me, like a refreshing breeze.

Immediately afterwards, a soft tissue was handed to me.

"Thank you, I'm fine." Zheng Siwen took the tissue, turned her head to glance at it, and her expression was a little blank.

The afternoon sun streamed in through the car window and fell on him.

He was wearing a light, fitted white shirt, light blue jeans, square-framed glasses, and white Bluetooth earphones.

His hair was loose and neat, his nose was straight and his lips were thin, and he had a gentle and handsome appearance.

The boy looked away and refocused his gaze on the tea table in front of him, where an open, thick book sat, its slightly yellowed pages seemingly exuding the scent of ink.

He lowered his head slightly, his profile resembling the undulating mountains and rivers, his eyes revealing focus and contemplation, as if he were isolated from the world.

In the midst of the bustling summer journey, he was like a tranquil and beautiful painting.

Like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream, it carries a slight coolness that is refreshing and invigorating.

It swept away the afternoon's sorrow, frustration, and disappointment.

In that instant, Zheng Siwen's eyes gradually became misty.

She recalled the gentle, moonlit feeling that had once stirred her heart.

What she longs for, likes, and cherishes is probably that boy sitting on the grass, holding a guitar and singing "Favor".

It shouldn't be this "him" now.

As she was thinking about this, a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Taking a deep breath, I asked the flight attendant for a meal, sat down, and enjoyed my Clear Breeze, Bright Moon young man beside me.

After finishing her meal, she took out her Mobile Phone, sent her boyfriend one last message, and then blocked and deleted him.

She raised her head and stared blankly out the window.

The cityscape gradually recedes into the distance, and the scenery along the way constantly changes, from plains and farmland to mountains and rivers that wind their way through...

As night fell, the lights inside the carriage were soft and warm.

After an unknown amount of time, the flight attendant gently reminded us that we were about to arrive at our destination.

The distant sky is dotted with stars, their brilliance mingling with the rapidly passing city lights. This is the city where she Struggle, a city that also holds her dreams and aspirations for the future.

Looking at the handsome, gentle boy engrossed in his book, Zheng Siwen finally mustered the courage to ask, "Hello, could I add you on WeChat?"

It wasn't about finding a romantic partner; she knew her own limitations. She genuinely wanted to add someone as a friend and have some interaction with them.

She didn't know what the point of doing this was, but she felt particularly happy.

"Click—" The boy closed the book, a bright smile appearing on his handsome face. "Okay."

His smile, with its rosy lips and white teeth, is truly beautiful, gentle, and healing.

It's just like those male classmates from the next class in school who would make an excuse to go to the bathroom and take a detour just to catch a glimpse of each other.

Zheng Siwen quickly opened the QR code.

The friend request was successfully accepted.

She sent her name and then left a comment below. "Thank you."

Tang Song Wei Xiao and nodded, putting the book "The Intelligent Investor" in his hand into his backpack.

He leaned slightly to the side, his gaze fixed on the hazy night outside the window.

Bright lights and Magic City music fill the air in Shanghai.