The music still drifted through the dance floor.
After exchanging a few more respectful pleasantries with Tang Song, Zhou Qiming, Zhang Chunjie, and the others left with their team on the grounds that they "wouldn't disturb Chairman Tang and his friends' enjoyment."
Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong stood there blankly, their minds still a complete mess.
They could clearly feel countless curious, probing, even somewhat awed gazes casually drifting in their direction.
Wu Siqi in particular caught sight of her usually stern, unsmiling new media supervisor from the corner of her eye.
He was standing not far away, looking at her with an incredibly complicated expression that carried a trace of ingratiation.
Wu Siqi swallowed hard.
Only then did she belatedly realize that she had stumbled into an incredible stroke of luck!
Just from having sat in the same booth as Tang Song, drinking and chatting with him, she would definitely pass her probation smoothly in the future—and work would become much easier too.
Sensing the nearly frozen atmosphere around them, Tang Song pursed his lips.
He raised his glass and said with a smile, "Come on, they're gone. Let's have a toast."
"Oh, oh."
The others raised their glasses one after another.
Glasses clinked, and the liquor slid down their throats.
Wu Siqi took a deep breath and asked in a trembling voice, "Brother Tang Song—ah, no, Chairman Tang, y-you're our company's boss? This..."
"Xie Yue from Handing Group and I are friends," Tang Song explained openly. "Earlier, to support Ordinary People's business development and because I was optimistic about the prospects of the Short Drama Market, I acquired part of Handing's equity in the film and television base from him. So I guess I'm a major shareholder. I just rarely come to the base."
Their guess was completely