Chapter 220: Magic City, Magic City

Mo Xiang Wan... Mo Xiang Wan!

This name had only appeared once for Lin Empress Mu Xue.

If it hadn't been related to the Slover Trust family trust, she probably would have forgotten this name.

【"Ms. Zhao, hello, I am the witness for today's signing, Mo Xiang Wan."】

As the treatment she dreamed of, the scenes she experienced accompanying Zhao Yaqian that day often appeared in her mind and dreams.

Mo Xiang Wan was the witness representing the trust company, while Lin Empress Mu Xue was the witness invited by Zhao Yaqian.

She was far less impressive than Qin Yingxue, after all, the other party knew the chairman of her own company.

She only remembered that she also had a lot of aura at the time, and her eyes were bright and energetic.

At the time, she just thought she was an internal employee invited by the company and didn't think too much about it.

But she never expected that she was the president of Tang Zong Entertainment.

A true socialite, a top-tier elite, whose status was unimaginably high.

Her every word and action could have a huge guiding and influential effect on public opinion, industry development, or social trends.

No wonder the trust's treatment was so good!

Maybach, business class, super five-star hotel, private Hermès event, Magic City International Film Festival...

The assistant who picked them up was a big shot like Su Zhuyun.

These were standard configurations for serving socialites; she and Qian Qian were equivalent to enjoying the treatment of first-tier celebrities.

If Tang Zong Entertainment was responsible, then everything could be explained.

Thinking again of Luo Bin and Qin Yingxue who were present at the time.

She shuddered; it seemed their backgrounds were not small either!

Lin Empress Mu Xue was just a small receptionist at a Yanjing financial company, and she never expected that she had inadvertently dealt with such big shots.

Then... what about Tang Song? He...

Lin Empress Mu Xue's slender fingers pinched her thigh hard, her face turning red and then white.

She had originally thought he was a rich second-generation kid out starting a business and experiencing life, but now it seemed it wasn't like that at all.

A lover signing a family trust brought so many big shots.

His status and position must be far beyond her imagination.

In that case, the difficulty of wanting to take him down would probably increase exponentially.

Heaven have mercy, she, Xiao Xue, just wanted to be a canary who could show off; Tang Song, with a net worth of 100 million USD, was already out of her reach.

Now his status had been upgraded again, and the gold content of the trust fund had skyrocketed.

This was a completely cross-dimensional battle!

"Slap~" Lin Empress Mu Xue gritted her teeth and slapped her thigh.

Damn it! Back at the investment exchange meeting, why couldn't she have been willful for once!

She clearly liked his type too!

Su Zhuyun didn't say anything, just observed her every move with a wine glass.

After a long while.

Su Zhuyun moved her wine glass over and said with a smile: "Ms. Lin, I'd like to toast you."

Lin Empress Mu Xue, who had come back to her senses, felt her mouth dry, licked her lips, quickly clinked glasses with her, and drank the cocktail in her hand in one gulp.

Somewhat nervously, she said: "Su... Director Su, of course I remember CEO Mo; after all, it's hard to forget such an outstanding person."

Although she didn't know what the other party meant by mentioning Mo Xiang Wan, flattery never hurts.

First say nice things to leave a good impression.

Su Zhuyun showed a brilliant smile: "For this trust company's qualification review, it was originally not recommended for Ms. Zhao to bring you along, but because CEO Mo spoke up, everything went so smoothly."

As for Zhao Yaqian, they naturally didn't have the guts to contact or influence her; after all, she was the beneficiary of Juqing Juqing Hui Jin and their service object.

But Lin Empress Mu Xue was just a small character, after all.

They had long investigated her clearly; her social circle wasn't very good.

Many of those appearing in her social media were "outsiders," "fake socialites," and "influencers."

"This..." Lin Empress Mu Xue's face turned pale, she bit her lip tightly, and said in a low voice: "Thank you, CEO Mo."

Her heart instantly felt lost and frustrated to the extreme.

So in the trust company's review, I wasn't even qualified to be Qian Qian's friend?

In that case, doesn't it mean I'm even less qualified to be a beneficiary?

"Thud—" Su Zhuyun put down her wine glass, her tone becoming slightly more serious: "The three girls who came to the bar with you today are not very clean; I hope you don't let Ms. Zhao come into contact with them. If any problems arise, CEO Mo will be very disappointed, and you will lose such opportunities in the future."

Hearing this, Lin Empress Mu Xue's hand shook, and she quickly explained: "Okay, okay, I'm actually not familiar with them; we're sort of internet friends, and I've never done anything messy."

She knew Chen Chen and the others quite well; their private lives were indeed chaotic.

It was also because they weren't on the same path that she was often mocked by them in the group.

Coming here today was just to show off and slap faces.

Seeing Lin Empress Mu Xue's reaction, Su Zhuyun smiled and said: "Of course, CEO Mo still appreciates you. You can keep her contact information; if you have any problems in the future, you can contact CEO Mo directly. Later, if there are some high-end activities, she might invite you to participate. On one hand, it's to build connections, and on the other, it can broaden your horizons."

"Hiss~" Lin Empress Mu Xue took a deep breath and said excitedly: "Thank you for CEO Mo's recognition."

Through the short exchange and contact, Lin Empress Mu Xue's heart felt like a roller coaster, rising and falling.

She actually understood very well that this CEO Mo was beating her and then giving her a sweet date.

But the gap in status between the two sides was too large, so even if she was being beaten, she had to swallow it willingly.

The two drank a few more glasses; Su Zhuyun didn't say these things anymore, but introduced Zhang Xiaoli to her and talked about some of the local customs of Magic City.

Lin Empress Mu Xue, who had been nervous, gradually relaxed.

Especially noticing the awe-filled gazes of Chen Chen, Xu An, and others, she returned to her confident and composed appearance.

No matter how low-profile she was in front of Mo Xiang Wan, Tang Song, and others, she still had enough capital to show off in front of these people.

With her legs together, gently stroking her long hair, Lin Empress Mu Xue listened to the DJ song and tasted the Hennessy brandy seriously.

From time to time, she would take out her phone to take a photo.

It had to be said that Su Zhuyun was truly rich; the wine she ordered was super expensive.

Coupled with the ups and downs of her mood today, Lin Empress Mu Xue couldn't help but drink a little more.

Time approached 24:00.

Under the eyes of Chen Chen, Xu An, and others, Lin Empress Mu Xue sat gracefully into the Maybach, waved gently through the car window, and disappeared into the streets of the Magic City Bund.

In the Bulgari suite.

Lin Empress Mu Xue, with a loose gait and twisting her slender waist, walked in: "Tap, tap, tap."

She kicked off her high heels, put away her beloved bag, and sat on the sofa in the living room.

Because she had drunk quite a bit of wine, she was now slightly tipsy, and her face was red and hot.

"Hoo~" She let out a long breath.

There were only faint ambient lights in the living room.

Lin Empress Mu Xue leaned on the sofa, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, her gaze blurry.

"Tang Song... Tang Song..."

She repeated these two words in her mouth, and before she knew it, she opened her phone.

She saw Tang Song's photo in the collection of her album.

That was taken when he was driving the Bentley.

That day, he took her to sweep through luxury goods at Star Joy City.

Like a dream.

Just like... the night in Magic City.

She was dazed for a while, a foolish smile appearing on her face.

After another long while.

The alcohol rose, and her head was dizzy.

Looking at the tall and handsome Tang Song on her phone, imagining him standing in front of her.

Her hands started moving on her body without her knowing.

She just lay on the sofa, closing her eyes.

Feeling her heartbeat accelerate and her mind become chaotic and blurry, she became more and more excited.

Under the shroud of the cloudy night, the Bund outside the window displayed a different kind of mystery and depth.

The river flowed slowly in the dim light, seemingly calm, but accompanied by a low, roaring sound.

June 9, 2023, Friday, sunny to cloudy, 21c~37c.

Running, jumping rope, fat-burning exercises...

After a set of aerobic exercises, the 【Infinite Vitality】 suit on her body was soaked through.

Fortunately, with the special effect bonus, the breathability was excellent, and she could keep her body fresh at all times.

Recently, with the improvement of her physique, he could more deeply feel the power of this suit.

Every moment, he could feel the explosive power within his body, especially in the gym, where the effect was excellent.

"Splash, splash—" Standing under the shower, he took a simple bath.

Tang Song stood naked in front of the mirror.

His physique was well-proportioned and full of power.

His upper body was broad and solid, with smooth and not exaggerated muscle lines.

Besides the gradually clear six-pack abs, his chest muscles also had contours.

His thigh muscles were full and elastic, and his calves were slender and powerful.

His shoulders were broad, his shoulder blade contours were distinct, and they rose and fell gently with his breathing, revealing a steady and confident aura.

A huge sense of achievement surged in his heart, and Tang Song clenched his fists excitedly.

Seeing himself becoming better and better, this wonderful feeling was truly too cool!

Although there was the help of system props, it also had a lot to do with his persistence and self-discipline.

Thinking of his bloated self before, it was simply a world of difference.

Strong physique, endurance, and agility built a tough body.

Even compared to his peak physical state in high school, it was even better.

He was very much looking forward to what expression his white moonlight would have when she saw him now.

Although he had posted his weight on Moments before, there was a big difference between just being thin and having a good figure.

While eating breakfast.

"Ding-dong—" The WeChat notification sound rang out.

He picked it up and looked.

【Xu Qing: "I'm so sorry! Sister Yan Yan has to go to the Imperial Capital today, saying she's going to visit an alumnus's company with a few partners, and won't be back until Sunday night. Our dinner might have to be postponed!"】

【Xu Qing: Kneeling apology. jpg】

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, somewhat surprised.

According to his understanding, Shen Yu Yan should be very concerned about the financing of Youjie Housekeeping.

He had been busy for the past few days and hadn't had any time.

Today he specifically asked Xu Qing if they wanted to gather in the evening, but he didn't expect Shen Yu Yan to suddenly run to the Imperial Capital.

Could it be that she was looking for some investment institution?

Shaking his head, Tang Song didn't think about it anymore.

Although he really wanted to exercise his investment ability through this small project, there was no need to rush.

Moreover, holding 200 million in investment funds, he was absolute capital and didn't need to worry about having no investment targets.

He opened the ticket booking software and booked a business class seat on the high-speed train from Yanjing to Magic City at 15:00 today, arriving at Magic City Hongqiao Station at about 22:00.

He was somewhat impatient for his 【Physical Blind Box】; he had originally thought about setting off after contacting Shen Yu Yan, but now it saved trouble.

Just after booking the ticket, "Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

【Xu Qing: "Are you angry? Why don't you reply to my message!"】

Tang Song's mouth rose, and he deliberately ignored her.

He clicked on the WeChat of his little school sister, Yao Lingling, and shared the 【Outfit-Infinite Vitality】 he drew last night.

He left a message: "Lingling, this is the sportswear I told you about before, thank you for your hard work."

Now Yao Lingling was already a formal fashion designer, and with a small assistant following her, she would be very fast.

"Ding-dong—"

【Xu Qing: "Don't be like this, I really didn't stand you up on purpose! It's all Sister Yan Yan's fault; I just pinned her to the bed and ravaged her, don't be angry, okay?"】

Tang Song thought for a while and typed a reply: "I won't accept it unless Xu Qing wears a maid outfit and apologizes to me."

After a long while.

When Tang Song changed his clothes and packed his things, preparing to go downstairs.

"Ding-dong—"

【Xu Qing: "Keep your word!"】

【Xu Qing: Apology video. video】

Tang Song's eyes lit up, and he immediately clicked on the video to play it.

In the video, Xu Qing was wearing a black and white lace maid outfit, kneeling on the bed, looking pitifully at the camera: "I'm sorry!"

Tang Song watched it carefully a few times and gave a thumbs up to this college alumnus inside.

As expected of a professional coser, her expressions and actions were played very realistically.

He replied: "I forgive you guys. By the way, Qingqing, remember to bring this outfit next time you take photos; it's very beautiful."

Watching Xu Qing fall into silence again, Tang Song couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This Qingqing is really interesting; bullying her occasionally makes him feel refreshed.

30th floor of Yunxi Building.

General Manager's Office.

A high-level meeting with only two people unfolded silently, which also decided the next major reform of Songmei Fashion.

"Mengting, you can put the live streaming matter aside for now. Your main task next is to implement this plan and recruit employees. In the early stage of company development, a good organizational structure can greatly improve efficiency and response speed..."

Gao Mengting sat on the sofa, holding the "Company Organizational Structure Adjustment Plan" made by Tang Song, listening to him talk eloquently, and stopped talking several times.

After Tang Song finished speaking, she bit her lip and said in a low voice: "In that case, we need to recruit at least 60 more people. If we count the warehouse and logistics, the final number of company employees might be close to one hundred."

"Right!" Tang Song affirmed: "Because there are many people, this process will definitely be very troublesome. I have already contacted Huo Wanjun of Bocai Yingrui; they will fully help us recruit, train talent, and formulate a reasonable human resources system."

This "Plan" didn't come out of thin air, but was the content described in the prop 【Project Feasibility Report】 he had obtained before.

It was basically the complete structure of a medium-sized live streaming e-commerce company.

Coupled with the help of Bocai Yingrui Management Consulting Co., Ltd., the next step was just a matter of time.

Gao Mengting's slender fingers rubbed the A4 papers, her gaze uncertain.

After a long while, she bit her lip, her voice somewhat low: "General Manager Tang, you intend to continue injecting capital into Songmei Fashion, right?"

Tang Song was slightly stunned and affirmed: "Of course!"

Doing clothing e-commerce, what consumes the most money is actually inventory, plus the payback cycle of Douyin.

Under these circumstances, most companies would choose to take out loans.

Before, they had always followed the light-inventory route, plus Gao Mengting's batch of goods, so they could achieve profitability so quickly.

If the company expanded to the scale described in the plan, it would need at least 3 million in funds as a transfer.

Hearing Tang Song's answer, Gao Mengting took a deep breath and let it out slowly, saying sincerely: "Let's readjust the equity ratio. I currently own 25% of the shares, and I am willing to lower it proportionally according to your capital injection. You can decide the company's valuation."

For this matter, she had long been mentally prepared.

According to her original plan, the company would develop steadily for about a year, and after accumulating enough capital, she would invest in the company to expand its scale.

But when Tang Song proposed to open three major live streaming rooms at the same time, she knew that the company would usher in a major explosion next.

She was actually very optimistic about the future of Songmei Fashion.

Live streaming is one of the hottest business models today.

With excellent talent, a perfect supply chain, and such a compatible partner.

As long as the funds are sufficient, she has the confidence to take the company to the next level.

But she really had no money; as a shareholder, this was her biggest shortcoming, unable to keep up with the company's development rhythm.

Tang Song looked at the disappointed but determined Gao Mengting and shook his head gently: "No need, I will lend this money to the company personally, recorded as a loan, for a period of one year."

He reached out and patted her shoulder, smiling: "I believe that in a year, this amount of money won't be anything for the company."

The 1810-square-meter office area would be renovated soon, and the three major live streaming rooms would be put into use.

He still had 200 million in investment funds in his hands, which could fully let the company take off; there was no need to waste time in the capital accumulation stage.

With the 【Growth Plan Task】 on his back, and Secretary Jin and Smile Holdings waiting to be unlocked.

For the future, he had a sense of urgency that time waits for no one.

After a silence, Gao Mengting bit her lower lip and said: "Then let's do this, I voluntarily take out 10% of the equity as employee incentives."

"Let's not consider these for now; we haven't reached that stage yet." Tang Song suddenly pinched her soft, beautiful face, full of smiles: "Come on, partner! As long as you do it boldly, I'll cover you!"

Gao Mengting looked at the upright Tang Song, her heartbeat suddenly accelerating.

This trust from the bottom of his heart made the distance between the two very, very close.

When leaving, she clenched her fists, pretended to be free-spirited, hugged him, and said gently and firmly: "I won't let you down."

Wearing high heels, her head was just at his nose bridge.

The warm touch and faint body scent made Tang Song's heart itch.

He raised his eyebrows and imitated her tone: "General Manager Gao, you are playing the rogue!"

After speaking, he wrapped his arms around her waist and looked into her eyes with a smile.

"You..." Gao Mengting's fair face instantly turned red, and she patted him on the shoulder huffily, but couldn't help but secretly breathe in the scent on him.

Feeling an unprecedented heartbeat acceleration.

Antoine said in "The Little Prince": "Love is not looking at each other, but looking in the same direction together."

Like-minded partners!

Will we look in the same direction together?

Will you... be my love?

Afternoon 15:10.

The high-speed train from Yanjing to Magic City was about to depart.

"Ms. Zheng, this way!"

"Let through, everyone let through!"

Led by the station staff, Zheng Siwen passed through the dedicated business class channel of the high-speed railway station and finally successfully walked into the carriage door.

While feeling relieved, her mood became painful and low again.

Leaning in the corridor of the carriage, she was in tears.

"Miss, are you okay?" The flight attendant asked politely.

Zheng Siwen waved her hand, her voice nasal: "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

She took the tissue handed by the flight attendant, blew her nose, and bit her lip hard.

She once thought she had a boyfriend who loved her very much.

In order for this relationship to bear fruit, she ran to work at an internet company in Magic City.

Renting in a remote small apartment, working overtime, living frugally, and occasionally transferring living expenses to her boyfriend, fantasizing about having a house of their own in the future.

Classmates and friends all said she was a "love brain," but she was happy to do it.

Recently, her boyfriend's attitude toward her had been somewhat cold; she felt it was because she was busy with work and had too little company.

She specifically asked for leave and secretly ran to Yanjing, wanting to give her boyfriend, who was studying for a master's degree, a surprise, but didn't expect it to be a huge shock.

She saw him walking on campus holding hands with a girl with her own eyes.

Now that the cruel facts were before her, she couldn't accept it, and didn't know what to do.

Sensible and timid, she didn't make a scene, nor did she expose him to his face, but bought a high-speed train ticket directly.

She wanted to escape this city at the fastest speed, escape to that small apartment in Magic City.

Because time was urgent, only business class was left.

A high-speed rail business class seat worth 1,700 yuan, which she once didn't dare to think about, was booked without hesitation this time.

The train started.

Wiping the tears from her face hard, Zheng Siwen walked into the business carriage with her backpack and red eyes.

The environment here was very luxurious and exquisite, with a "2+1" seat arrangement, and the spacing and aisles were very spacious.

Dark red leather seats, looking like massage chairs, looked very comfortable.

She looked at the ticket information on her phone, took a deep breath, and walked toward her seat with her head down.

It was an aisle seat, not by the window, which made her mood even worse.

Putting her backpack away, she took out her phone, opened WeChat, and clicked on her boyfriend's chat box.

Writing and deleting, tears couldn't help but flow down again.

Five years of feelings; she still remembered the boy who sang with a guitar on the military training playground.

And she also remembered every scene of the two of them together.

What should I do?

Perhaps it really was because I didn't accompany him enough and didn't care about him enough?

Thinking like this, "pat, pat" tears fell, hitting her legs.

"Are you okay? Wipe it off." A gentle and pleasant male voice sounded from beside her, like a breeze blowing by.

Immediately after, a soft tissue was handed in front of her.

"Thanks, I'm fine." Zheng Siwen took the tissue, turned her head and scanned, her expression somewhat dazed.

The afternoon sun spilled in from the train window, falling on him.

Wearing a light and fitting white shirt, light blue jeans, a square-framed pair of glasses on his nose, and white Bluetooth earphones in his ears.

The messy hair on his head was fluffy and refreshing, his nose was straight and lips thin, gentle and handsome.

The boy withdrew his gaze and put his focus back on the tea table in front of him, where a thick, open book was placed; the slightly yellowed paper seemed to smell of ink.

He lowered his head slightly, his side profile like mountains and rivers rising and falling, his eyes full of focus and contemplation, seemingly isolated from the world.

In this noisy summer journey, he was like a quiet and beautiful painting.

Like a clear spring flowing in a mountain stream, with a faint coolness, making people feel refreshed.

Sweeping away the sorrow, annoyance, and loss of the afternoon.

At this moment, Zheng Siwen's gaze gradually became blurry.

She remembered the heartbeat that was as bright and gentle as moonlight.

The one she lingered on, liked, and was entangled with should be the boy who sat on the grass, holding a guitar and singing "Partiality."

It shouldn't be the "him" now.

Thinking like this, a brilliant smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Taking a deep breath, she asked the flight attendant for a meal, sat in her seat, and while eating heartily, she appreciated the clear and bright boy beside her.

After filling her stomach, she took out her phone, sent the last message to her boyfriend, and blocked and deleted him.

She raised her head and looked out the window blankly.

The city scene gradually retreated, the scenery along the way constantly changed, from plains and farmland to mountains and rivers passed through...

As night fell, the lights in the carriage were soft and warm.

I don't know how much time passed, the flight attendant reminded them gently that they were about to arrive.

The distant sky was full of stars, reflecting the rapidly passing city lights. This was the city where she struggled, and it also carried her dreams and expectations for the future.

Zheng Siwen looked at the gentle and handsome boy who was reading intently and finally summoned the courage to speak: "Hello, can I add you on WeChat?"

It wasn't for dating; she knew her own worth, she just sincerely wanted to add a friend and have some intersection.

She didn't know what the point of doing this was, but she felt she would be especially happy inside.

"Click—" The boy closed the book, a bright smile appearing on his handsome face: "Sure."

He smiled with red lips and white teeth, really good-looking, very gentle, and very healing.

It looked just like the male classmate from the next class she would go to see on the excuse of going to the restroom or taking a detour during her student days.

Zheng Siwen quickly opened the QR code.

Successfully passed the friend request.

She sent her name over, and then left a message below: "Thanks."

Tang Song nodded with a smile and put the book "The Intelligent Investor" into his backpack.

His body tilted slightly, his gaze looking at the blurry night outside the window.

Singing and dancing, Magic City neon. ===== CHAPTER 221 =====