Free Web NovelChapter 1964: Chapter 653: A Hot Spring Is Just a Hot Spring!
Yan Province Government Reception Hotel, West Garden Hotel.
In the private lounge.
The air was filled with a faint scent of tea and the unique smell of paper documents.
Listening to the rapid "beep beep" sound of the hang-up in the receiver.
A chuckle appeared on Tang Song’s face.
"Pretend to be a boyfriend?"
This energetic junior girl is really interesting.
Actually, ever since Lingling started calling herself his "cyber girlfriend" on Little Red Book, there had been no shortage of teasing about "boyfriend and girlfriend" in their chats.
In the beginning, Tang Song treated her as an online friend, a cyber advisor.
Later, as they spent more and more time together in real life—moving, eating, karaoke, cycling, hotpot...
An indefinable ambiguity developed between the two.
Tang Song had a good impression of her, not just physical attraction, but also a syncing of personalities.
As for Lingling’s little thoughts, he, of course, was well aware, though he never pointed it out.
After all, he certainly wasn’t a good man.
However, since she took the initiative to invite the "acting," he naturally wouldn’t refuse.
Besides, Lingling indeed was a major contributor to his growth plan task.
It was only right to fulfill her wish.
Thinking of this, Tang Song raised his phone screen, his gaze falling on that Weibo post.
Looking at the photo of Su Yu’s cool and captivating figure, a big smile appeared on his face.
Truly a versatile queen, every appearance brings a different kind of shock.
He admired Su Yu’s beautiful photos for a while.
Tang Song casually gave it a thumbs up.
Returning to the main interface.
The hashtag #SuYuTrenchCoatStyle# had already surged up to the trending list, hanging high with a lot of buzz.
This should be the effect of the [Business Opportunity Card].
It could be expected that Songmei Clothing would usher in another peak of development.
He chatted for a while in the work group with Gao Mengting and others.
"Knock, knock, knock——"
Knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.
Immediately, Shen Yuyan, dressed in professional attire, walked in, holding a few documents.
Her face was delicately made up, her eyes bright and focused, skillful and intellectual, clearly the image of a perfect urban beauty.
"President Tang." Shen Yuyan walked to Tang Song’s side, opened the folder, and placed it beside him, reporting in a low voice: "I just confirmed with Director Li’s secretary that the morning’s agenda remains unchanged, mainly preliminary discussions around the framework agreement of the [Industrial Ecosystem Fund]. The heads of the Provincial State-Owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission and Yan Province Bank will be present..."
Tang Song leaned back on the sofa, but his gaze involuntarily swept past her face.
Images of the "drunkenly languid" school beauty Shen at the Lanfeng International Apartment uncontrollably replayed in his mind.
There was a strange feeling in his heart.
Shen Yuyan was indeed an extraordinarily capable woman
Not only understanding romance, but also having work capabilities, seamlessly switching between different roles.
She could always just rightfully arouse his desire.
"...Above is the core issue of the morning meeting and the part we need to focus on."
Shen Yuyan’s voice was gentle yet professional, concisely organizing the key points of the morning meeting notes and the afternoon agenda.
"Very well done."
Tang Song nodded slightly, closing the folder.
Shen Yuyan did not leave immediately.
As if suddenly remembering something, she spoke in a seemingly casual tone:
"By the way, President Tang, the municipal financial office is hosting a ’Bank-Enterprise Networking Luncheon’ over here at the ’West Garden Hotel’ this noon. It’s not a very important occasion, mainly for some of Yan City’s local financial institutions and quality enterprises to meet and promote interaction. Director Li’s secretary just asked me if you wanted to make an appearance? Or, if you find it inconvenient, I can go on your behalf?"
After she finished speaking, she leaned slightly forward, the white ravine under her undershirt faintly visible.
A seductive perfume scent also followed.
Their eyes met, but Tang Song shook his head: "Since it’s not an important occasion, I won’t go, and you don’t have to go either."
Shen Yuyan’s smile instantly froze.
Actually, this "Bank-Enterprise Networking Luncheon," was a suggestion she proactively made to them.
The reason was that she had seen the guest list in advance.
Some of her "old acquaintances" would be at this luncheon.
Those whom she had once visited humbly but were coldly mocked and ridiculed, she remembered vividly.
She longed to stand before them with her current identity, to feel their trepidation.
To savor the pleasure of revenge, to set her mind at ease.
But never did she expect Tang Song to refuse so bluntly, causing all her small schemes to come to naught.
"What? You seem very unhappy?" A deep, magnetic voice suddenly sounded.
"No, President Tang!" She quickly adjusted her expression, "I was just thinking about the next meeting..."
At that moment.
A slender hand suddenly reached over, unconditionally grasping her chin, lifting her face.
Shen Yuyan hummed lowly, forced to meet his gaze.
Tang Song’s eyes were profound and sharp as if they could see through all her thoughts.
An invisible pressure faced her.
Shen Yuyan’s body trembled slightly, her eyes revealing clear panic, "Tang... President Tang, you..."
Tang Song’s lips slowly curved up, "Shirley, you are a smart person. But people with too many little thoughts, I don’t like very much."
Shen Yuyan’s face turned ghastly pale, quickly saying: "I’m sorry... President Tang, I’ll be more careful in the future."
Tang Song didn’t say anything, looking into her eyes, the hand holding her chin slowly moved down.
