Oh, Annie!

Magic City.

The train slowly pulled into Hongqiao Railway Station, and the platform lights shone through the windows into the business class carriage.

Tang Song slung his backpack over his shoulder, picked up his suitcase, and walked out of the carriage under the guidance of the train conductor.

Follow the signs inside the station, pass through the bustling exit passage, and arrive at the taxi waiting area.

After waiting in line for a while, a taxi came to a steady stop in front of him.

After getting in the car, he reported his safe arrival to Xie Shuyu, Liu Qingning, Wen Ruan, and others.

Tang Song put away his Mobile Phone, lowered the car window a crack, and let the evening breeze blow in his face.

At this time of Magic City, the temperature in Shanghai remains between 20 and 26 degrees Celsius, and the relative humidity is also low, making it a very comfortable place to be.

As the taxi entered the city area.

The city lights outside the window are brilliant, and the flashing neon lights reflect the prosperity and vitality of this financial center.

Seemingly remembering something, Tang Song took out his Mobile Phone and dialed Mo Xiangwan's Mobile Phone.

After Yi Yi Dudu, the call was connected.

Mo Xiangwan's deep, slightly magnetic voice came through the receiver. "Good evening, Mr. Tang."

"Good evening, Xiang Wan," Tang Song chuckled. "Guess where I am?"

Mo Xiangwan paused for a moment, then answered with a confident tone, "Magic City! Today is already the 2nd, you should have arrived as planned, right?"

"You got it right, here's a kiss for you," Tang Song said half-jokingly, and even gave the microphone a quick kiss.

Mo Xiangwan on the other end of the phone was clearly bewildered. After a brief silence, she stammered, "This—seems inappropriate."

"Okay, just kidding, let's get down to business. Besides visiting the set the day after tomorrow, I also want to accompany Su Yu in filming as a special guest actor and have a scene with her."

"Really?" Mo Xiangwan's voice suddenly rose, even sounding somewhat like a scream.

"Of course," Tang Song said earnestly, "Don't tell her about this yet, just help me make the arrangements."

Consider it a surprise for her.

"Okay! Leave it to me!" Mo Xiangwan said excitedly, "I will definitely handle this well."

The two then chatted briefly on the phone about the details of the trip.

Just before hanging up, Mo Xiangwan suddenly lowered her voice and said solemnly, "Thank you Mr. Tang."

21:50 at night.

The taxi slowly drove into the JW Marriott Hotel in Tomorrow Plaza.

After completing the registration process in the lobby, Tang Song returned to his long-stay executive suite on the 59th floor.

In the walk-in closet, the familiar safe still sat there.

Tang Song reached out and grasped the doorknob of the safe, his thumb lightly touching the fingerprint reader.

"Click -Yi Yi click-click" After a few clean and crisp sounds, the safe opened.

Stacks of envelopes were neatly arranged inside.

Inside were invitations to Su Yu's concerts, movie premieres, birthday parties, and celebration parties over the years.

In the game, he only saw insignificant notification messages and didn't pay any attention to them.

He would only try to appease the system when it occasionally reminded him to maintain Good impression or give gifts.

This female celebrity is also very obedient; as long as he says a few sweet words, her Good impression will immediately return to full.

But when you put it into reality, you realize how cruel this practice is.

Now, a long time has passed, and he can finally keep his promise.

After carefully looking through the contents for a while, Tang Song got up and went to the minibar, casually taking out a bottle of beer.

I sat back on the single sofa by the window, facing the magnificent night view of the Pudong Three-Piece Set.

He drank while lost in thought.

He has only recovered his dream memories from 2016, and his encounter with Su Yu took place in 2017.

His memory of Su Yu was still incomplete, far from being able to gain a deep understanding of her.

Even now, he still sees her more as the perfect "female celebrity" he personally nurtured in the game.

I hope that this contact and interaction with Su Yu will trigger the "Feather of Memory" and allow me to rediscover the shared memories with her.

The WeChat notification sound "ding- Yi Yi" interrupted his thoughts.

Tang Song took out his Mobile Phone and looked at it, a smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips.

Anne: "Hey, Song! — I hope I didn't disturb your plans tonight. It's probably around 10 PM in Huaxia now, but it's only 10 AM here in New York. I'm boarding soon, and I should land at Magic City Hongqiao Airport at 1:30 PM tomorrow."

Tang Song quickly replied, "Okay, Annie, I understand. I'm really looking forward to seeing you tomorrow."

Anne: "Wait—you mean you're already in Magic City?! You didn't mention this before!"

Tang Song looked at the string of exclamation marks and couldn't help but chuckle as he replied, "I just arrived tonight. You said you'd be in Magic City on the 3rd, so I arranged to come here according to that schedule."

Anne: "Wow, this is such a wonderful surprise, Song! So—you'll pick me up at the airport, right?"

Right? Tell them you're coming!

Tang Song: "Of course, if you wish."

Anne: "That's great! See you tomorrow, darling!"

Below it was accompanied by an emoji of red lips and a hug.

Tang Song smiled and shook his head, marveling at the America girl's enthusiasm and straightforwardness.

The image of that blond-haired, blue-eyed man kept popping into my mind.

In fact, besides Su Yu, he was also looking forward to his first real contact with this "advisor".

This white woman, born in Chicago, raised on Manhattan Upper East Side, and a graduate of Harvard Law School, is intelligent, decisive, confident, and possesses a touch of American humor, making her instantly Good impression.

Of course, this feeling is different from the feeling he has for his girlfriend Su Yu.

Based on their current conversations, it appears that his relationship with Annie is purely platonic, and nothing unusual has happened between them.

It felt more like meeting up with a female online friend I got along with very well; I was both excited and eager.

Annie is also an SSR-level character that he personally nurtured, and he even saw her in his memories from 2016.

In a sense, these game characters represent unfinished stories.

And he is continuing to write them.

Just then, my Mobile Phone vibrated, and the WeChat notification sound rang again.

Sun Jiayue: "Sorry, Tang Song, I've been too busy these past few days and forgot to ask if you've arrived in Magic City yet?"

Tang Song took a picture of the Lujiazui night view outside the window and shared it.

The comment read, "What a coincidence, I just arrived tonight."

[Sun Jiayue: "Was this just taken?"]

Tang Song: Nodding. gif (emoji)

Sun Jiayue: "However, what's even more coincidental is that at this very moment I'm working overtime in one of the buildings in your photo."

[Sun Jiayue: Photo. jpg]

Tang Song clicked on it and saw that it was a picture of Sun Jiayue standing in the office area, looking at the floor-to-ceiling window.

Besides her reflection, there's also the Oriental Pearl Tower and the Bund night view.

Tang Song couldn't help but laugh and shake his head, replying, "What a coincidence, still working overtime so late?"

After all, they were high school classmates, and Sun Jiayue appeared frequently in his recently recovered memories of 2016, so Tang Song had a deep impression of his old classmate.

So I chatted with her for a bit.

Hengyue Investment Management Co., Ltd. located on the 16th floor of the Times Financial Center Building.

Sun Jiayue finished her black coffee, put down the cup, and typed a reply, "I'll talk to you later, it's already very late, and you just arrived in Magic City, so get some rest. I'll leave work early tomorrow, and you can come over to my place tonight."

Let's have a meal together; it'll be my way of showing hospitality as an old classmate."

"Buzz buzz Yi Yi..."

Tang Song: "Okay, see you tomorrow night then. I have something to do during the day."

After sending a "bye-bye" emoji, Sun Jiayue's gaze returned to the PPT.

After carefully checking the contents and confirming that everything was correct, I saved it and sent it to my supervisor's email address.

I closed my laptop, tidied up my workstation, said goodbye to my colleagues who were still working overtime, grabbed my laptop bag, and clocked out.

After taking the elevator downstairs, I called a car on Didi.

While waiting for the bus, she took a deep breath and looked up at the brightly lit skyscrapers.

This is the financial center of Magic City and one of the busiest commercial districts in Huaxia.

Her employer, Hengyue Investment, rented a 700-square-meter independent office space here, with a monthly rent of 20...

It cost tens of thousands of yuan and the decoration was very high-end.

However, in reality, this company is only a small to medium-sized private equity fund with a management scale of just over 1.3 billion yuan.

This is the ceiling she can currently reach.

After all, in this industry, to get into a big company, you either need to have an exceptionally high level of education or be wealthy, well-connected, and have your own resources.

It's incredibly difficult for someone from a humble background to make it big.

Starting from her university internship, she went directly into the Fundraising Department of Hengyue Investment, working her way up from assistant to specialist last year.

Although her salary and performance bonuses increased significantly, the pressure that followed left her feeling overwhelmed.

She has strict fundraising performance requirements, but Hengyue Investment has neither brand appeal nor personal resources and connections, making it difficult for her to enter the core social circle.

They can only reach and visit some corporate executives or individual LPs through industry conferences, Alumni Association, clubs, and other similar events.

Over the past year, her original high spirits have been almost worn away, and her work has become extremely difficult.

Let alone being promoted to Fundraising Manager, even guaranteeing a basic fundraising amount is difficult, and they are worried every day.

This is one of the reasons why she is so enthusiastic about Liu Qingning.

The Investment Capital is not a small amount for her; it can directly help her complete a large part of her fundraising task.

Of course, there are definitely genuine feelings involved.

After all, they were best friends who shared a dorm room in high school for three years.

"Beep beep—" A somewhat shrill horn sounded suddenly.

Sun Jiayue quickly came to her senses, checked the license plate number, opened the car door, and got in.

A dozen minutes later.

Sun Jiayue returned home, changed into slippers, and walked into the living room.

"You're finally back, you busy man." Hearing the noise, Zhang Nuo, the roommate, came out and laughed, "You're working overtime this late even during the National Day holiday, your company is really something."

"I'll be busy with a ton of things after the holiday, there's no way around it." Sun Jiayue put down her laptop bag and then said, "By the way..."

A classmate is coming to visit tomorrow night. Could you buy some seafood this afternoon and help me prepare?

"Hey, what classmate is worth all this effort?" Zhang Nuo asked curiously as she came closer.

"It's been years since I've seen my high school classmate. He's come to Magic City, so I have to treat him properly."

Zhang Nuo's eyes widened instantly. "Oh? Boy or girl?"

"Um—a boy."

"Wow, your high school sweetheart? Your crush? Yueyue, you're doomed! I'm going to tell Xu Pengyuan about this!" Zhang Nuo teased exaggeratedly.

Sun Jiayue frowned, then kicked her playfully, "Don't spread rumors, she's just an ordinary classmate."

We weren't close; we lost contact after graduating high school.

"Then why did you suddenly invite him to your home? Why are you taking this so seriously?"

Sun Jiayue paused for a moment, then calmly said, "His relationship with Liu Qingning is very close; you could say they grew up together."

"Oh? You mean that high school classmate of yours who graduated from Imperial Capital University, cashed out over 3 million yuan in 3 years of entrepreneurship, and joined Qingning Technology?"

"Yes, it's her."

"No wonder," Zhang Nuo exclaimed. "This guy must be really outstanding. He's amazing to be able to handle a woman like that."

Upon hearing this, Sun Jiayue chuckled and said, "You're wrong about that. In my opinion, he's not that outstanding, at least not good enough for Liu Qingning. His family isn't well-off, he graduated from an ordinary university, and he had a good job before, but unfortunately he quit. He's currently working as a programmer in Yancheng."

"I see. So he looks like a teacher?"

"Emm," Sun Jiayue thought for a moment, "If you're talking about before, he was indeed quite handsome, but unfortunately he gained weight later."

She's grown up to be ugly.

When Tang Song was in high school, he was a handsome guy with fair skin and rosy lips, and he looked good standing next to Liu Qingning.

Unfortunately, he later "would have chosen to degenerate."

Moreover, he lacked ambition in his career, quitting his job at a major Internet Plus company and moving to Yancheng to enjoy life.

Logically speaking, he and Liu Qingning have no future together; they are completely mismatched.

However, judging from Sun Jiayue's previous interactions, Liu Qingning remained "unwavering" towards him, and even planned to use the money from the equity sale to buy a house in Yancheng.

This puzzled Sun Jiayue, but it also strengthened her resolve to meet Tang Song.

She hoped that through this meeting, he could persuade Liu Qingning, and that Tang Song could also see things more clearly.

"Alright then." Zhang Nuo shook his head in disappointment, then asked, "By the way, about the selection of participants for the event..."

Have you made any progress?

Sun Jiayue said helplessly, "Pengyuan is already contacting people for me, but there aren't any suitable ones. If it really doesn't work out, then forget it."

This weekend, there's a fairly large investment event in Magic City called "Investor Night: Leading the Future with Intelligence".

The direction and field perfectly overlap with the fund that their company is raising.

In addition to leading institutions such as Sequoia Capital, IDG, and Jingwu Capital, the organizers also invited many active individual LPs and Family Office representatives.

Sun Jiayue's self-identification is that of these "individual LPs/ Family Office representatives".

In fact, not only her, but also many fund-raising managers in the Yangtze River Delta region who focus on the technology sector have the idea of participating.

This also means that the competition will be more intense than ever before.

Unfortunately, Hengyue Investment is not outstanding in any aspect.

Sun Jiayue had no choice but to focus her efforts in other areas, planning to find a "tool" to pose as a partner attending the conference.

Help her bring up fundraising at the event and banquet, and ultimately reach an investment agreement with her to showcase her professionalism as a success story.

Of course, the requirements for this "tool person" are also very high, otherwise she wouldn't be so worried.

First, one must have an excellent image, speech, and personal qualities; ideally, they should be a genuine investor.

Secondly, you need to understand financial investment knowledge, and you can't be a familiar face in the Yangtze River Delta investment circle, otherwise it's easy to be exposed.

This gray-area approach is actually quite common in the fundraising industry. Essentially, it leverages low-cost methods to influence the decisions of high-net-worth clients (LPs).

Sun Jiayue wasn't usually willing to use such methods, but now the pressure to meet performance targets is too great. Failing to meet them would not only halve her year-end bonus but also potentially lead to layoffs.

She has already asked friends and classmates to help her find a suitable candidate, but she has not yet found one.

Actually, she felt there was someone very suitable, and she invited him repeatedly —Yi Yi that person was Liu Qingning.

Liu Qingning's resume and achievements perfectly meet these requirements, and her excellent image will definitely attract the attention of other LPs at the venue.

Unfortunately, Liu Qingning ultimately rejected her.

However, she did recommend someone else.

Tang Song.

God knows how strange her expression was at the time.

However, she still obliged to contact Tang Song and ask for his opinion.

Perhaps in Liu Qingning's eyes, her childhood sweetheart is truly outstanding.

But what is the reality?

Compared to truly outstanding individuals, the Tang Song and Song dynasties were far inferior.

Sun Jiayue smiled and shook her head, looking at herself in the full-length mirror.

A sharply tailored business suit, exquisite makeup, and a determined gaze.

Today, she is becoming the financial elite she has aspired to be since childhood: direct, efficient, confident, insightful, and proactive.

October 3, 2023, Tuesday, cloudy.

Tomorrow Square JW Marriott Hotel.

After lunch, Tang Song returned to his room, tidied himself up, changed into a handsome suit, shaved in front of the mirror, and fixed his hair.

I took the elevator downstairs.

When he arrived at Hongqiao Airport, there were still about 40 minutes before the plane's scheduled landing time.

Compared to regular terminals, the business jet terminal is exceptionally quiet, with few people and tight security.

After showing his reservation information, Tang Song was able to enter the VIP lounge to wait.

The environment here is elegant and private, with soft and comfortable sofas and a faint aroma of coffee in the air.

Tang Song ordered a cup of coffee and casually opened an English magazine.

A long time passed.

A clear, pleasant voice rang out. "Hello, sir, are you here to pick up Ms. Anne?"

Tang Song looked up and saw a staff member in a red uniform walking over.

"Yes, I am her friend."

"The Gulfstream G650 business jet has completed its landing procedures and is parked in the designated location," the staff member added with Wei Xiao. "Please wait a moment; Ms. Anne needs to complete the joint inspection, which will take about 8 minutes."

"Thank you, you've gone to so much trouble."

"You're too kind." The staff member bowed slightly and turned to leave.

Tang Song closed the magazine, his gaze occasionally sweeping over the watch on his wrist, the subtle sense of anticipation in his heart growing stronger.

As the time drew near, he stood up, straightened his collar, and straightened his back to make himself look more upright and elegant.

Soon, a series of slightly hurried footsteps came from the entrance of the VIP Rest Area.

The first thing you see are two women dressed as assistants, wearing matching business suits, with solemn and focused expressions.

Immediately afterwards, a tall and slender figure strode into the lounge.

She wore a beautifully tailored black women's suit with a fitted beige undershirt. The sharp, defined shoulder line made her figure appear even taller and straighter.

Her long, flowing golden hair cascaded smoothly over her shoulders, yet her eyes revealed a subtle hint of arrogance and confidence.

Standing at 178 cm tall and weighing 62 kg, she has a well-proportioned and shapely figure with subtle muscle definition.

With her perfect 90/60/90 measurements and beautiful shoulder and neck lines, she perfectly embodies the image of a blonde with blue eyes and a stunning figure.

The footsteps grew closer.

Annie stopped in front of him, tilted her head slightly, and looked him up and down with her light-colored eyes.

Her gaze held a mixture of curiosity, surprise, excitement, and a strange connection. Looking closely at that beautiful and unique face, Tang Song gradually began to connect her with the [Advisor] from the game and his memories.

Annie Kate] completely overlaps.

A sense of unreality and illusion looms in, but ultimately it merges with reality.

Tang Song's smile gradually brightened. He took a deep breath and said earnestly in English, "Long time no see, Annie."

His voice was deep yet warm, carrying a long-lost sincerity.

"Yes, it's been a long time, almost a year." Annie's tone was light, but there was a hint of resentment in it. "In fact, if Jin hadn't stopped me, I would have gone to Yancheng to see you for your birthday last year. You have no idea what an amazing gift I prepared for you. For it, I even offended Jin and my father."

Tang Song, pleased with the answer, asked curiously, "What gift?"

Annie leaned forward, her high nose almost touching his, and a warm fragrance wafted towards him.

A smile curved her lips as she whispered, "You once told me in Email that you admired several America adult film stars. Around your birthday last year, I acquired an entertainment agency, which included some of your favorite stars."

Tang Song's eyelids twitched, and his mouth opened slightly.

He had indeed browsed the European and American sections and had a few adult film stars he admired, but he didn't recall ever discussing such topics with Annie in the game.

This is definitely him messing around in a dream; he's not that kind of person at all.

Seeing his reaction, Annie suddenly chuckled and said, "Song, you really have changed. I think I can go a little too far now. You won't be angry, will you?"

As she spoke, she opened her arms and gave him a big hug, while also giving him a heavy kiss on the cheek.

At 28, she possessed an absolutely mature physique, exuding an exotic charm that pressed down on Tang Song, causing his heart to race.

Annie boldly pinched his waist, then moved her hand down.

"Wow, I can feel your muscles now, they're so strong, you're much sexier than before, that's awesome."

Tang Song silently cried out in his heart, "Oh, Annie! Don't do this!"

Then, quite naturally, he hugged the Tall Mare, feeling the joy of reuniting with his game character.