"Tactical Girl" Qing Qing, Down and Out

Yunxi Building, 30th floor.

"Clatter—" A steaming cup of black tea was placed on the coffee table.

"Thank you, President Gao." Cheng Qiuqiu leaned slightly forward and touched the teacup.

Gao Mengting sat down on the sofa opposite her, shook her head and chuckled, "It sounds really strange to hear you address me like that. How is it? Today is your first official day at work, how does it feel?"

"It's great." Cheng Qiuqiu paused, then continued, "Very good, my colleagues are all very friendly."

"Unlike Inspiration Design, Songmei Clothing is a new company, and most of its employees have just been promoted to full-time. They don't have the privilege mentality of long-term employees. In addition, the company has a flat management structure, so the atmosphere is very harmonious."

"That's true." Cheng Qiuqiu nodded, her expression serious. "I will work hard and achieve results as soon as possible."

She is very bad at dealing with people and doesn't know how to say nice things to her superiors. She always feels uncomfortable when she is working on Inspiration Design.

"No rush. In the next few days, I'll discuss the brand strategy and user profile with my colleagues. Once we have a better understanding, we can then Huawei visual language. That would be much better."

"I see."

Looking at the aloof and silent junior, Gao Mengting reached out and patted her head, then started chatting with her about Songmei Clothing's previous entrepreneurial experience.

At home, things were fine, but once she got to the company, Gao Mengting became increasingly aware of her junior's psychological issues.

Her personality is indeed not suitable for the workplace.

After finishing her cup of black tea, Cheng Qiuqiu suddenly said, "Senior Schoolmate, can I ask you a very personal question?"

Gao Mengting paused for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "Of course, go ahead and ask."

"Are you dating Mr. Tang right now?"

"Um..." Gao Mengting brushed a strand of hair from her temple, her face slightly flushed, and said, "I guess so, but don't tell anyone else about this, it's not good for the company."

Cheng Qiuqiu hummed in agreement, her gaze dimming slightly as she looked at her Senior Schoolmate's expression, but she quickly returned to normal.

She knew that she had developed some psychological and physiological Good impression to the Tang Song.

Although few in number, they truly exist.

This is an extremely rare occurrence in her past 22 years.

At first, she didn't know why, but after thinking about it carefully, she suddenly realized.

It must have been because of the bike ride that day, and the song "New Boy".

Tang Song made a very deep impression on her at that time; his eyes were full of vibrant life, clear and charming.

Moreover, his singing techniques bear many traces of Su Yu's style.

If you replace the male voice with a female voice, it's half of Su Yu.

Su Yu's importance to her is self-evident; he was practically her emotional and spiritual pillar.

The combination of these two factors is what made her heartstrings tremble with the Tang Song and Song dynasties.

Even later cycling trips left marks on his underwear.

Then, at Ling Ling's Rental House, she rushed over and heard him playing "I'm Fine" on his guitar, and that's when she truly fell in love.

However, this feeling is still very shallow for her, so shallow that a gust of wind can soothe it.

The romance between the Senior Schoolmate and Tang Song was like that gust of wind.

At this moment, having received confirmation from her Senior Schoolmate, she finally managed to completely calm down her feelings for him.

She was inherently lonely, with both personality and physical issues. Even if she were to get together with a boy, her future would inevitably be tragic.

Just like Naoko in "Norwegian Wood".

Having overcome her mental hurdle, Cheng Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief and said in a relaxed tone, "Senior Schoolmate, actually, I knew Mr. Tang before I joined the company."

"Huh?" Gao Mengting blinked, incredulously asking, "What do you mean?"

"When I was working on Inspiration Design, I came into contact with Mr. Tang because of work, but I didn't know at the time that he was your partner. Later, when I was with the White Knight Band, I had some minor conflicts with him because of Liu Wenning..."

Next, Cheng Qiuqiu briefly recounted her chance encounter in Magic City and the subsequent cycling trip.

Finally, he added, "Now... I'd say we're friends."

"Uh, I see..." After processing her words, Gao Mengting couldn't help but shake her head.

One is a business partner and lover, and the other is a female college student who shares an apartment with him.

They knew each other, but I didn't even know it.

It would be incredible for anyone else, but it seems quite reasonable for Qiu Qiu.

She has a very cold personality; even with herself, she only confides in him occasionally.

Gao Mengting smiled and said, "Actually, it's pretty good. I didn't dare invite Tang Song to our house for dinner before because I was considering your feelings, but now I don't have to worry about that anymore."

"Thank you for your understanding, Senior Schoolmate." Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips. "Then I'll go back to work."

"Okay, bye-bye, let's go home together tonight."

"Bye-Bye."

After slowly closing the door, Cheng Qiuqiu let out a long sigh.

She finally told everyone what had happened, and now she could focus on her work. Otherwise, she would always feel guilty towards her Senior Schoolmate.

After turning the corner and walking along the spacious and bright corridor for a while, Cheng Qiuqiu suddenly stopped.

Their eyes met.

Seeing Tang Song's clear, bright eyes, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

However, he quickly regained his composure, bowed slightly, and politely said, "Mr. Tang."

"Good afternoon, QQ." Tang Song nodded slightly, and just as he was about to leave, he added, "Oh, right, Ling Ling told you about the cycling trip this weekend, right? We're meeting at 8 a. m., don't forget."

Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips and said softly, "I probably can't go. Something comes up that day."

"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows. "Alright then, let's meet again next time."

Cheng Qiuqiu hummed in agreement, bowed again, and turned to leave.

Looking at her back, a hint of doubt flashed in Tang Song's eyes.

I feel like Cheng Qiuqiu is acting a little strange today.

Back in his office, Tang Song opened his email, downloaded the attachment, and began to read it carefully.

Lin Mu Xue has already sent over Huashang Apparel's equity structure and shareholder analysis.

After being organized by Rongliu Investment's professional team, the equity structure is clear, transparent, and easy to understand.

The shareholder structure of Huashang Apparel is as follows:

The He Jingping family holds 40.4% of the shares, making them the largest shareholder of the company.

Tang Song holds 35% of the shares, ranking second;

Dingyun Investment (a well-known investment institution) holds 8% of the shares;

Chengrong Group (engaged in trading business) holds 6.4% of the shares;

The remaining six minority shareholders hold a total of 10.2% of the shares.

At this point, Huashang Apparel's complete shareholding structure is clearly presented.

He Jingping was able to maintain firm control of the company because he signed a concerted action agreement with six minority shareholders, transferring their voting rights to the He Jingping family.

Therefore, the He Jingping family actually holds 50.6% of the voting rights and occupies 3 seats on the board of directors.

The board of directors of Huashang Apparel has a total of 7 seats. In addition to the 3 seats held by the He Jingping family and the 2 seats held by Tang Song, the other 2 seats are held by independent directors.

A representative jointly dispatched by Dingyun Investment and Chengrong Group;

Another friend of He Jingping was in charge of auditing and payroll.

In other words, the shareholders' meeting and the board of directors are currently controlled by the He Jingping family.

It's worth mentioning that Tang Song saw a familiar name among the six minority shareholders.

The "Huang Yangming" I met with Xie Shuyu at the Yan Province Bank private meeting only held 0.8% of the shares.

After reading the report, Tang Song instantly gained a clear understanding.

To control Huashang Apparel, he only needs to Shareholding Percentage.

With Rongliu Capital's strong resources and connections, it shouldn't be difficult.

Even so, the He Jingping family still holds more than 40% of the shares and has veto power.

If I were to reorganize the board of directors, He Jingping, who has lost control, would be a major destabilizing factor.

He can still use his veto power to prevent Huashang Apparel from engaging in deeper cooperation with Songmei Clothing.

In other words, he not only had to secretly acquire shares, but also find a way to dilute the shares held by the He Jingping family.

This involves complex issues.

After frowning and thinking for a while, Tang Song opened Lin Mu Xue's chat box and began to arrange the next tasks.

Yan Province Financial Center, Rongliu Investment.

After replying to Tang Song's message and notifying the main person in charge of the project in the group, Lin Mu Xue lowered her head and began to silently read the message Tang Song had sent.

In High Spirits, she had an excellent memory and quickly memorized the content.

When it was almost time, Lin Mu Xue excitedly stood up and straightened the hem of her suit jacket.

Her high heels clicked crisply on the floor as she tried her best to maintain an elegant and dignified posture.

Push open the conference room door.

"Swish swish swish—" One gaze after another was cast over.

Lin Mu Xue took a deep breath and stood in front of the projector screen, holding a laser pointer as a symbolic gesture.

With her makeup exquisite and her hairstyle impeccable, she looked every bit the professional elite.

Looking down at the crowd sitting below.

Lin Mu Xue clenched her toes inside her leather shoes, her legs trembling slightly with excitement.

After so much hard work, Xiao Xue finally saw the scene she had always dreamed of.

To participate in seemingly prestigious company acquisitions as a true financial elite.

Right now, someone should take photos and videos of her.

Record this scene.

With a light cough, Lin Mu Xue said confidently, "Everyone, Chairman Tang has given clear instructions."

First, establish a precise valuation model for Huashang Apparel.

Second, we need to review all shareholder information again, especially for individuals with smaller Shareholding Percentage. We need to analyze their backgrounds, financial situations, and even family relationships in detail. The Investment Department will handle the coordination, and the Risk Control Department will conduct the background checks.

Third, contact these shareholders separately under the names of Rongliu Investment and Juqing Huijin. Remember, the acquisition offers must be differentiated, with the bid range controlled between a 10% and 20% premium. Act quickly, but absolutely avoid alerting them...

In addition, we have begun analyzing possible equity dilution plans, with the goal of reducing the He Jingping family's Shareholding Percentage to below 33%...

A low rumble of thunder rolled across the sky, and the rain, whipped up by the wind, lashed against the French windows, making a soft rustling sound.

The office lighting appeared even cooler and brighter.

The meeting has ended.

The staff at Rongliu Investment quickly got to work.

Lin Mu Xue strolled to the floor-to-ceiling window, crossed her arms in a pretentious manner, and looked down at the city lights and traffic in the rain.

He muttered to himself in a very childish way, "The hunters are in position! He Zhihui and his son, you'd better just wait to be suppressed by me, the Emperor Mu Xue."

This morning, she received a friend request from He Zhihui on WeChat, with a somewhat ambiguous message.

Although she had become Fake Socialite at that time, she still had some bottom line.

However, she was too timid at the time, and when faced with He Zhihui, Second-Generation Rich heir who was also the person in charge of the event, she could only be perfunctory and avoid him.

Besides He Zhihui, similar situations occur from time to time.

Fortunately, Xu Ning was always there for him, so he didn't suffer any losses.

This is also why she later painstakingly cultivated the persona of a "Bai Fumei, and financially savvy woman" and a "highly educated financial expert."

Recalling the past, a fierce flame ignited in Lin Mu Xue's eyes.

Xiao Xue isn't that little wild model she used to be anymore! You cowardly Second-Generation Rich, how dare you try to hit on me?

You probably don't know my current status!

Now she's a powerful woman in the Financial Circle, wearing custom-made suits, carrying Hermès bags, drinking Blue Mountain coffee, and discussing capital operations!

If it weren't for Emperor Su Yu pressing down on you, I would have made you a Great Emperor right now!

Hahaha!

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in!" Lin Mu Xue quickly put her hands down and adjusted her expression.

"Luna!" Zhang Lili pushed open the office door and said softly, "I just received a message from Stella that Jiang Yanbin, the director of Meigou International Import and Export Company, will arrive in Yancheng around 7 p. m. and check directly into the Lanfeng International Hotel."

Lin Mu Xue's eyes lit up, and her breathing became rapid.

Chiang Kai-shek! You've finally arrived!

I will not only participate in this Yan Province International Clothing Fair, but also as an organizer, judge, and leader!

Wen Qiuyue, you filthy bitch, aren't you the brand owner and designer?

Watch how I humiliate your work!

Want to get into Meigou's supply chain? Dream on!

I raised my wrist to check the time.

Lin Mu Xue said earnestly, "President Jiang will be coming to the company next week to report to Chairman Tang. As Chairman Tang's assistant, I need to receive him."

As Tang Song's personal assistant, and also in charge of handling affairs at Lanfeng International Hotel, it was quite reasonable for her to receive Jiang Yanbin.

"Yes, that's only right." Zhang Lili nodded with Wei Xiao. "Do you need me to go with you?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Kylie."

Although Xiao Xue has made great progress, she is still only a half-baked financial professional.

Moreover, Jiang Yanbin is from Hong Kong, and Zhang Lili has worked in Hong Kong for many years.

With Zhang Lili supporting her, she can perform with confidence.

After getting off work, they quickly packed their things and took the elevator down to B2.

Soon, the matte gray Porsche 911 drove out of the underground parking garage and merged into the city's congested traffic.

Beicheng Garden Residential Area.

The door was gently pulled open, and Shen Yuyan dragged her tired body in.

"I'm back."

After shouting inside, Shen Yuyan hung up her bag and changed into slippers.

He walked into the living room and lazily slumped onto the sofa.

After taking a bite of fruit, she called out again, "Silly Qing! Where is she?"

"Thump thump thump—" A series of hurried footsteps sounded.

"Ugh! How many times have I told you not to call me that!"

Xu Qing rushed over, pinned her best friend down, and began to do whatever she wanted.

Having been busy all day, Shen Yuyan was no match for them and could only whimper in frustration.

The two fooled around for a while.

Looking at Xu Qing's outfit, Shen Yuyan irritably, "Why wear clothes like this at home? Aren't you tired?"

"Hmph, I'm doing this to defend myself! Tang Song is coming over later, so I need to dress fiercely so he won't dare bully me!"

As she spoke, Xu Qing forcefully clenched her fist.

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Her Tactical Girl outfit jingled.

Doesn't Miss Xu Qing have any dignity? She can't just obediently get spanked, can she?

Since the cute sailor uniforms can no longer sway the great demon of Tang Song, let's just confront him directly!

Of course, this idea came from my own dream.

In my dream, I was wearing tactical gear and beating Tang Song until he screamed in pain.

Therefore, she specially borrowed a set from Xiao Mei to make a good impression.

She would make sure that Tang Song wouldn't dare to act recklessly in front of her.

"Tang Song are coming?" Shen Yuyan suddenly sat up.

Xu Qing nodded seriously. "Yes, he'll arrive around 7 o'clock. But he's not here with good intentions; he wants to bully your best friend. Yan Yan, if I can't beat him later, you absolutely have to come help me!"

Shen Yuyan's eyes widened slightly. "What? You two need my help to play ball?"

"Ah!" Xu Qing exclaimed, stammering, "What nonsense are you talking about! I... I meant... if he hits me..."

Shen Yuyan frowned. "Tang Song has violent tendencies? Could it be that he hit you when you were yelling in the room earlier?"

"Oh dear! How could that be!" Xu Qing quickly waved her hand, blushing, and said, "Never mind, never mind, I won't talk to you anymore. By the way, it's not appropriate for me to go out in this outfit. Could you come downstairs to pick him up later?"

"Okay, sure."

"Okay, I'll go back to my room now. I haven't finished putting on my cosplay outfit yet."

After saying that, Xu Qing skipped away.

Shen Yuyan's eyes flickered as she got up and went into her room.

Quickly shed your business attire and change into a sexy and comfortable tracksuit.

She sat down at the dressing table to touch up her makeup briefly before returning to the living room.

After checking the time, Shen Yuyan took out her Mobile Phone and dialed Tang Song's number.

"Hello? Yuyan." A clear voice came from the receiver.

Shen Yuyan pursed her lips and said softly, "Hey, Tang Song, where are you?"

"We'll arrive at North City Garden in about 5 minutes."

"Okay, Qing Qing is changing her clothes, I'll come pick you up."

"It's still Little Rain outside, just wait for me downstairs."

"Okay then."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuyan let out a long sigh.

She stepped in front of the full-length mirror, tidied her hair again, and then took her keys and went downstairs.

Upon entering the lobby, I stood in a corner, gazing absently at the night view outside the glass window.

The dim streetlights cast a faint glow, creating hazy shadows in the light rain, as raindrops fell softly.

I just stared at it blankly for a long time.

A tall, imposing figure suddenly entered her field of vision.

His steps were steady and calm, and the umbrella was tilted slightly, just enough to shield him from the fine rain and also to cover his face.

Tang Song...

Shen Yuyan quickly came to her senses, took a deep breath, and looked at the figure.

The distance slowly closed.

With a slight exertion of his well-defined hand, the umbrella was lifted, revealing a handsome face.

His eyes were deep and bright, gleaming with a cool yet captivating light under the interplay of lamplight and rain.

Shen Yuyan's pupils trembled, and an indescribable tremor and awe welled up in her heart.

At this moment, Tang Song was filled with an indescribable aura and a sense of oppression.

Her lips were slightly parted, and her gaze was somewhat unfocused.

"Bang—" The umbrella was put away.

Tang Song looked up at the plaque for "Building 4, Unit 1" and was about to call Shen Yuyan.

"Beep beep—" The unit door was gently pushed open.

Shen Yuyan came out from inside and stood in front of him.

A high-necked cropped top and tight-fitting athletic shorts perfectly accentuated her graceful figure, and her clean, fresh face made her look charming in the night.

Upon seeing the stunningly beautiful campus belle, Tang Song smiled and Yuyan."

"Good evening." Shen Yuyan pursed her red lips, stepped aside, and gestured, "Let's go inside. I'll take you upstairs."

"Okay." Tang Song nodded and stepped into the building.

However, because the door was narrow and Shen Yuyan was blocking the way, the two inevitably had a disagreement.

Her full, bouncy breasts trembled slightly.

Shen Yuyan seemed oblivious, continuing to act with composure and grace.

I got on the elevator.

Tang Song couldn't help but glance at the school beauty's C+ cup size and sigh at her great figure.

Unlike her laid-back best friend Xu Qing.

Shen Yuyan clearly pays great attention to her figure, and with her near-perfect body proportions, she looks elegant and sexy.

Just then, a faint fragrance wafted over.

Shen Yuyan suddenly leaned forward, her breath sweet as orchids, and said, "Hey, Tang Song, guess what cosplay outfit Qing Qing is wearing tonight? There's a prize if you guess right."

Looking at the School Beauty Shen so close to him, Tang Song asked curiously, "What award?"

Shen Yuyan blinked. "You guessed right, the two of us will play along with you... role-playing."

Their eyes met.

Breathing in her natural fragrance and gazing at her fresh and Ming Li face, Tang Song's eyes trembled. "Sailor uniform."

Shen Yuyan covered her mouth and chuckled, then gently patted his arm. "You got it wrong, what a pity."

"Ding—" The elevator slowly came to a stop on the 12th floor.

"Come on, let's go find out the answer ourselves. I think she looks hilarious in that outfit, haha."

As they were talking, Shen Yuyan grabbed his arm and they walked out of the elevator together.

Looking at Shen Yuyan in front of him, Tang Song felt an indescribable restlessness welling up in his heart once again.

With his current emotional intelligence and observational skills, he can naturally see through the school beauty's little schemes.

However, it is precisely this kind of Shen Yuyan that makes her even more tempting to him.

Shen Yuyan was not the kind of innocent young girl during her university years.

The president of the School of Economics and Management Student Union, the hyped-up title of "campus belle," the focus of everyone's discussion, excellent interpersonal skills, and participation in various programs, performances, and competitions.

"Click—" The door was opened, and the light from inside the room seeped into the hallway.

Shen Yuyan naturally released Tang Song's arm and said with a smile, "Please come in."

Tang Song nodded and stepped through the gate.

Suddenly, a delicate shout rang in my ears, "Hmph hum ha hey! Humph hum ha hey!"

Tang Song was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the living room, his eye twitching. "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to wear a sailor uniform?"

No wonder School Beauty Shen, said she would play games with him if he guessed correctly. How could she possibly guess correctly?

Xu Qing seemed to have completely immersed herself in the role of the "Tactical Girl," assuming a fighting stance and staring coldly at Tang Song, "I don't make planes, but I can fly them!"

That wretched little Songzi, see if you dare spank me again!

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Seeing Xu Qing's arrogant demeanor, Tang Song shook his head and walked straight towards him.

Xu Qing subconsciously touched her bottom, then swung her little fist forcefully.

Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

"Tap tap—" Tang Song stopped in front of her, remaining silent as he looked at her.

"Ouch!" Xu Qing suddenly shuddered and sat down on the ground with a thud.

"Tactical Girl" Qing Qing was defeated by a single look!