At dusk, the twilight deepened.
The lights in the café had been adjusted to be soft yet bright, and the air was filled with the warm scent of roasted coffee beans and wooden tables and chairs.
The lingering glow slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The office buildings in Rong City's CBD lit up with neon one after another, like stars awakened by the night.
Their eyes met.
Xie Shuyu looked at Tang Song standing there and paused slightly.
They had probably not seen each other for more than half a month.
She keenly sensed that the Tang Song before her seemed to have changed again.
His presence was more composed, his gaze more resolute, and he even carried an indescribable sense of unfamiliarity.
Yet that change also made him more attractive.
"Shuyu-jie." Tang Song stepped out of the booth and took the initiative to greet her.
A gentle smile appeared on Xie Shuyu's dignified face as she apologized, "Sorry, Tang Song. I kept you waiting. I just went to the restroom and didn't bring my phone."
"It's fine." Tang Song smiled and pointed at Meng Ran across from him, his tone relaxed and natural. "Meng Ran and I had quite a pleasant chat."
Hearing Tang Song's polite remark,
Meng Ran's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and she rolled her eyes like crazy inside.
[Little brother, I wasn't happy at all!]
In those brief ten minutes just now, this man had started with Hema's integrated online and offline operating model, moved on to the underlying logic of community group buying, then jumped to supply chain restructuring in new retail, and even ended up discussing Yicai's media strategy transformation for this year!
His thinking was rigorous, his eloquence outstanding, and his knowledge broad.
Combined with the powerful presence he had displayed upon their