Chapter 179

Yuexiang Art Space, second floor.

Soft music began to play, and a faint fragrance diffused through the air.

The group sat casually on the sofas in the lobby, clapping lightly.

President Xu, his face glowing, took the microphone handed to him by a staff member.

He stood in the center of the lobby to give the opening remarks.

"Respected guests, good afternoon everyone!"

"First, please allow me, on behalf of all my colleagues at Yannan Bank, to express our warmest welcome and heartfelt thanks to all our distinguished guests for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend our private gathering!"

"Yannan Bank has always been committed to providing our clients with the highest quality financial services..."

Tang Song leaned back on the sofa, listening intently to President Xu's speech.

It was his first time attending a private gathering organized by a bank, and it felt very fresh.

Besides promoting the bank's financial products, it also served as a platform for clients to expand their professional networks and exchange information.

The high-net-worth clients invited by the bank were mostly small and medium enterprise owners like Xie Shu, Zhang Yurong, and Huang Yangming, who had a net worth of over ten million and possessed investment capabilities and professional connections.

Besides them, there were also high-level executives from large enterprises like Su Ping.

True top-tier billionaires rarely attended such small gatherings held by local banks.

Tian Chengye was likely the person with the highest net worth and status present.

Strictly speaking, as the CTO of Jinxiu Trading, he was also qualified to be invited.

Of course, the prerequisite was that he had to open an account and deposit funds at Yancheng Bank, reaching the Black Diamond VIP level.

During a gap while President Xu was answering client questions.

Xie Shu tilted her body slightly and whispered, "Little Song, when did you become the CTO of Jinxiu Trading?"

Looking at her exquisite and bright features, breathing in the pleasant scent on her body.

Tang Song leaned toward her and explained softly, "About a month ago, it was a decision by the company's board of directors; I was quite surprised myself."

"Very impressive." Xie Shu nodded lightly and said nothing more.

Her emotions gradually stabilized, and her demeanor returned completely to normal.

She had wanted to help him expand his social circle precisely because she appreciated Tang Song.

Although she regretted losing the opportunity to recruit him, the more outstanding the other party was, the more it proved that her judgment had been correct.

As President Xu bowed in thanks.

Amidst the applause, Tian Chengye took the microphone and began his speech in his capacity as a well-known independent investor and director of the Zhongcheng Group.

Several LED screens on the lobby walls switched images, displaying his speech topic for the day: "Independent Investment Perspective: Exploring the Path to Future Growth."

Besides Tian Chengye, the speakers also included the bank's senior financial planners and experts in the financial field.

Covering current hot topics in finance and investment.

The atmosphere at the venue was excellent, and the interactive session was also very interesting.

At 3:00 PM, the "Keynote Speech and Sharing" segment of the private gathering concluded.

Xie Shu whispered, "Tang Song, let's go over and walk around to interact with others."

"Alright." Tang Song was just about to stand up.

"Creak—" The sofa next to them moved.

A faint fruity perfume scent wafted into his nose; the fragrance was very high-end, with a fresh and clean feeling, very pleasant.

Tang Song turned his head and saw Sorry Xiao Jing, who was blinking her large eyes at him.

Finally freed from her father's constraints, she had slipped over as soon as she couldn't wait any longer.

Sorry Xiao Jing said with a smile, "Song, there's a flower arranging activity over there, it's very pretty; let's go play together, okay?"

As she spoke, her eyes unconsciously drifted to Tang Song's hands—they were so good-looking!

She was very knowledgeable about flowers and could teach him how to arrange them hand-in-hand.

In her view, this kind of private gathering organized by a bank was extremely boring.

Her father was only there because of a friend's face, and because he loved to show off, he had specifically run over to act cool and enjoy the flattery.

As a cute and kind beautiful girl, she wasn't that vulgar; what she was looking forward to was intimate interaction with her male god's hands.

Tang Song said softly, "Sorry Xiao Jing, I still have some things to do; why don't you go play first, and I'll come find you when I'm done?"

Tian Jing said nonchalantly, "Whatever you want to do, I'll accompany you!"

After saying this, she took the initiative to grab Tang Song's arm and stood up.

"Fine." Tang Song nodded.

He still had the 【Build Professional Connections】 task to complete, and today's occasion was very suitable.

He just didn't know how many among them could be defined as "meaningful connections" that could positively influence his growth and development.

Xie Shu stood up and pursed her lips.

Watching the two interacting intimately, for some reason, she felt a bit uncomfortable.

She quickly corrected her mindset and took the initiative to reach out, saying, "Hello, I'm Tang Song's friend, Xie Shu."

Tian Jing was stunned and smiled, "Hello, I'm Tian Jing; it's a pleasure to meet you."

The two shook hands politely.

Only then did Tian Jing carefully size up this big sister, her eyes sparkling.

Sexy, fashionable, mature, elegant, clean, and sharp, she was wearing a beautiful women's suit.

She looked a lot like Eri Kisaki!

It was a pity she wasn't wearing glasses.

Come to think of it, she had even cosplayed as the JK version of Ran Mouri in college.

If the two of them dressed up properly, they could perfectly recreate the mother-daughter duo of Eri Kisaki and Ran Mouri—how fun would that be!

Then who could Brother Tang Song be?

Looking at Tang Song in his crisp suit, a bold idea popped into Tian Jing's mind.

Kogoro Mouri?

Nani! Suddenly, she felt so ashamed!

Just then, Zhang Yurong and Su Ping walked over with beaming smiles, took the initiative to greet Tang Song, said a few words of praise, and proactively added him on WeChat; their attitude had changed drastically from before.

Then, they naturally began chatting with Tian Jing, who was standing nearby.

Yanjing Huating, Building 6, Unit 1, 601.

"Qian Qian, my good sister, let me sleep in this room, okay? I'm begging you!"

"Do you remember? When you first came to Yancheng, who took you in, who squeezed into the same bed with you, and didn't even charge you rent!"

He Liting hugged Zhao Yaqian's waist and wouldn't let go, acting like a spoiled child.

In this 180-square-meter four-bedroom apartment, the master bedroom and the second bedroom faced south, while the guest bedroom and the children's room faced north.

The room He Liting wanted to live in was the second bedroom, which was 20 square meters and had an independent bathroom and a small balcony.

Zhao Yaqian said with some difficulty, "Tingzi, aren't there other rooms? The two rooms over there are actually quite nice too."

"I've wanted to live in a room like this since I was a child; for the sake of me being your cousin, satisfy me once!"

Zhao Yaqian bit her lip; the reason she hadn't agreed was mainly because this room was separated from the master bedroom by only one wall, and the balcony had only a single layer of glass partition.

If she and Tang Song did something big at night, who knew if her cousin would hear it—that would be so embarrassing.

After thinking about it, she leaned into He Liting's ear and explained her concerns.

He Liting's eyes instantly brightened; she bit her lip and blushed, saying, "Actually, I'm a bit hard of hearing, so don't worry about me. Don't worry, Qian Qian, even if you guys are messing around on the balcony, I absolutely won't peek.

Besides, Tang Song is so powerful that even you can't quite handle it.

If you have me, a third party, watching, maybe you guys can play even more excitingly."

As she spoke, she subconsciously swallowed her saliva.

In her mind, she thought of Tang Zong's handsome face and his tall, sturdy, good figure.

"Tingzi, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Yaqian, embarrassed and angry, went up and started tickling her.

He Liting, who was only 165cm tall, was no match for her at all.

In order to successfully move into the large second bedroom, He Liting had to swallow her pride and dared not resist.

She was pinned down on the bed in the second bedroom and ruthlessly ravaged.

"Ding-dong—" "Ding-dong—"

A crisp and loud doorbell rang.

The two hurriedly stopped their movements and tidied up their messy hair and clothes.

Zhao Yaqian put on her slippers and ran over with a "tap-tap-tap."

After seeing it was Lin Mu through the video doorbell, she smiled and opened the door, "Welcome, Xiao Xue! Mwah~, come in and sit first; we'll leave a bit later."

After saying this, she hugged her tightly and kissed her on the cheek.

This afternoon, Zhao Yaqian officially resigned from the Yisha Beauty Salon, and the two had agreed to go shopping together in the afternoon.

"It's okay, take your time tidying up; I'll just take a look at the house and think about how to renovate it." Lin Mu stepped inside.

Zhao Yaqian praised her sincerely, "You're so beautiful, Xiao Xue; every time I see you, you have a different style of dressing—it's truly amazing."

Lin Mu was wearing a white short T-shirt and a gray hip-hugging skirt; her chest was round and firm, and her slender, supple waist was completely exposed.

After all, she made her living online based on her looks, so Lin Mu's life was very disciplined, and even her occasional live streams wouldn't keep her up too late.

Her standard A4 waist made her body curves very beautiful.

"Bang!" Gently closing the security door, while changing into slippers, Lin Mu scanned her surroundings.

She didn't see Tang Song's figure.

She pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Qian Qian, today is Saturday, and it's also the day you resigned; didn't your boyfriend come over to accompany you?"

Zhao Yaqian replied with a smile, "Brother Song has to attend a particularly important gathering today; he's very busy, so I won't disturb him."

The expression on Lin Mu's face stiffened, and she felt very disappointed inside.

For the sake of potentially bumping into Tang Song, she had only eaten half a sandwich for lunch to ensure her lower abdomen didn't protrude.

She had spent over two hours getting ready, wore colored contact lenses, used chest pads, and tried on over a dozen outfits.

She just wanted to have a good interaction with him and attract his attention.

In the last few days, she had been updating her Moments every day, and the photos she posted were becoming increasingly revealing.

But she hadn't received a single like!

She wasn't sure if Tang Song had blocked her directly because he was angry before.

When she chatted with him on WeChat, he only replied with a word here and there.

It left her feeling stuck, overthinking things, yet she didn't dare to say it directly.

After all, it really was her fault before.

Just then, He Liting, having tidied herself up, walked out of the second bedroom.

Seeing Lin Mu standing in the living room with her graceful posture, thin waist, and long legs, the corner of her eye twitched.

She asked with trepidation, "Qian Qian, is this the good friend who works in finance that you mentioned?"

A happy smile appeared on Zhao Yaqian's face, "Yeah, this is Lin Mu, Xiao Xue, whom I've mentioned to you. She's particularly amazing; before, when I signed the trust and inspected the house, it was all Xiao Xue helping me."

"Xiao Xue, this is my best friend and distant cousin, He Liting; you can just call her Tingzi."

"Good afternoon, Tingzi." Lin Mu smiled and waved at her, scanning her up and down.

She looked decent enough, but her clothing and temperament weren't outstanding—nothing to worry about!

He Liting licked her lips and said directly, "Hello, Xiao Xue."

She wasn't unfamiliar with this girl.

She had been working at the Yunxi Building for some time, and she naturally had an impression of this beautiful woman she had bumped into once or twice.

She dressed very high-profile, wearing big-name clothes and carrying luxury bags.

Her colleagues at the company would occasionally discuss her too.

The problem was, she had actually become Qian Qian's friend, and she also lived in this residential area, and they would be seeing each other often.

He Liting broke into a cold sweat for her cousin.

This Lin Mu also worked at the Yunxi Building, so it would be too easy for them to interact.

She knew Tang Song's charm all too well.

With the conditions he gave Qian Qian, plus his own physical appearance, what woman wouldn't be confused after seeing him!

Thinking of the wealthy beauties and partners around Tang Song, and then looking at this finance girl in front of her.

It was just too much!

How could a simple little beautician compete with them! Her core competitiveness was just a pair of legs!

Lin Mu didn't think that much; after a simple greeting, she started wandering around the room.

She took photos with her phone from time to time, her eyes full of love.

She had fantasized countless times about what her future house would look like, and this place truly perfectly matched her ideals.

Once she helped Qian Qian finish decorating, she could bring up the request for help.

However, she hadn't figured out yet whether she should tell the whole story.

After all, the blow to her image would be too great.

Thinking of this, she felt another wave of bitter anger.

If she had chosen to chat more with Tang Song back then, maybe she could have obtained all of this now.

An annual salary of ten million, traveling all over the world, luxury goods, mansions...

Life stepping onto a new level, where all falsehoods would turn into reality.

"The hot springs at our Yunshui Hui are excellent; Mr. Tang, feel free to come play when you have time, just say the word, and it will absolutely be arranged properly."

"Thank you, President Lin."

Tang Song took the other party's business card and membership card, chatted for a few more sentences, and then turned to leave.

During the free exchange time in the afternoon, the twenty or thirty clients present were scattered across several activity areas.

In groups of three or five, they were exchanging views on topics such as business, industry, companies, market trends, and investments.

With the help of Xie Shu and Tian Jing, it was very easy for him to integrate into every small circle.

He harvested a pile of business cards, membership cards, and WeChat contacts.

There were people in logistics, fresh produce, internet, and those who ran physical stores, and even an internet celebrity who did live-stream shopping.

After temporarily saying goodbye to Xie Shu, Tang Song drank a cup of tea in the tea break area.

Leaning back in his seat, he opened the system interface and entered the task center.

He checked the details of the 【Build Professional Connections】 task.

【Task Content: "Building connections is not just about... Get to know 10 meaningful connections for yourself."】

【Task Reward: Insight +1, Tang Song's Glasses *1】

【Task Progress: 70%】

In other words, according to the system's statistics, only 7 of these people met the requirements.

Tang Song gently rubbed his chin and soon understood.

The effective connections the system referred to shouldn't just be people who were helpful to him.

It also required interpersonal relationships where there was mutual recognition and the ability to speak to one another.

Closing the system interface, Tang Song put down his teacup and stood up to walk toward the flower arranging area.

Walking through the door, he immediately smelled the rich fragrance of flowers in the air, which was refreshing.

A row of solid wood long tables was placed below, on which were colorful flowers, elegant and artistic.

Several women were standing in front of the long table, chatting while picking, cutting, and arranging bouquets.

"Ding-ding-dong-dong—" Soft piano music suddenly began to play.

Su Ping's assistant, Gao Junfeng, sat in front of a brown piano in the corner, playing the music.

With his eyes half-closed, his expression was intoxicated, and he was very showy.

Tang Song smiled, walked straight to the long table, and gently patted Sorry Xiao Jing's head.

Tian Jing turned around and said in surprise, "Song, are you done?"

"Yeah, almost, I came over to see you." Tang Song revealed a brilliant smile and greeted the people next to her.

Tian Jing's eyes were sparkling, and she said excitedly, "Then I'll teach you how to arrange flowers!"

Tang Song nodded lightly and stood by her side.

Sorry Xiao Jing took the opportunity to grab his hand and squeeze it gently, beginning to give him teaching instructions in all seriousness.

"First, it's about picking out the main flower according to your preference..."

Tang Song listened quietly, occasionally asking some small questions.

Amidst the ding-ding-dong-dong piano music, the distance between the two became closer and closer; when they raised their hands to operate, they would always accidentally touch the revealed truth.

Because the black dress Sorry Xiao Jing was wearing was very thin, he could even feel the texture of her inner wear.

The piano music on the stage grew softer and softer; Gao Junfeng looked at the two leaning against each other, his teeth almost shattering.

Sorry Xiao Jing was clearly not a qualified teacher, as she was dawdling with her work.

Her face was getting redder and redder, her body was slightly hot, and she couldn't even speak clearly.

Halfway through arranging the flowers, she whispered an apology in Japanese and ran away to the restroom in a dejected manner.