Chapter 29: Wang Yunping: Chills Down the Spine

"Ding-dong—"

"【China Merchants Bank】 Your account ending in 6800 received RMB 400.00 on April 18th at 06:01."

The 1% critical hit reward wasn't triggered, which made Tang Song slightly regretful.

However, looking at the freshly arrived 400 yuan, he soon became beaming and felt extremely comfortable.

From today on, even if he didn't work, he would have a net income of 12,000 per month; it was truly happy.

Bathroom, fasted cardio, stretching, skincare, fat-loss meal, reading.

At 8:30 AM, Tang Song washed up seriously and changed into a relatively formal outfit.

Gray shirt + casual jacket + suit pants + leather shoes.

He dressed up seriously in front of the mirror and snapped his fingers handsomely.

He tidied his hairstyle, took his car keys, and went downstairs.

Sitting in his beloved Wuling Hongguang, humming a song, facing the warm morning sun, he drove slowly out of the Qingxin Garden residential area.

Today was sunny, south wind 1~2, maximum temperature 25c, very suitable for property inspection!

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Yunxi Building is a steel-structured complex with a total height of about 185 meters, 40 floors above ground and 3 floors underground, belonging to a well-known super-high-rise building in the province.

When Tang Song drove into East Street, he saw the towering building shining in the sun from afar.

Driving the car into the above-ground parking lot, he picked a parking space with shade and carefully reversed into it.

Tang Song took the file bag, locked the car door, and turned to walk toward the main entrance of the building.

This time point happened to be the time for work.

Men and women were walking toward this side one after another, dressed decently and fashionably.

Since the weather had completely warmed up, many girls were wearing very little, with smooth and slender legs paired with silk stockings and skirts, looking exceptionally beautiful.

Tang Song straightened his jacket and walked through the bright glass door.

The lobby was over 10 meters high, with various atmospheric ornaments and fashionable decorations matched together; looking at it, it felt magnificent and stylish.

Coming to the front desk in the lobby, Tang Song asked politely: "Hello, excuse me, which floor is the Property Service Department on?"

The female receptionist in a black uniform smiled and said: "Hello, sir, the property office area is on the 4th floor. Is there anything you need?"

Tang Song considered his words and said: "I bought an office here, and the relevant procedures were entrusted to your company. This time I'm here for inspection."

Hearing this, the female receptionist was stunned and said politely: "Sir, would you mind leaving your name? I'll contact the leader for confirmation."

They were all employees of the property company and were very clear about the situation of the building.

Yunxi Building had been built for over 6 years, and there were not many floors sold to the outside, and the buyers were all well-known enterprises; individual buyers rarely appeared.

"Tang Song."

"Alright, please wait a moment!"

The female receptionist picked up the fixed phone and dialed out, simply reporting the situation.

Then she said repeatedly: "Alright, Manager Ma! I understand!"

Hanging up the phone, her face immediately revealed a vivid expression, and she said enthusiastically: "Mr. Tang, please wait a moment; our manager will be down to pick you up immediately! There are seats here; if you are tired, you can come in and rest."

"No need, thank you." Tang Song quickly waved his hand.

"Then if you have any needs, contact me anytime."

"Alright, thank you." Tang Song said, then pretended to look around casually, really feeling embarrassed by the sudden enthusiasm of the other party.

Outside the transparent glass curtain wall, a black Buick business car stopped in the drop-off area.

Immediately after, a familiar figure walked out of it. Tang Song was slightly stunned: Wang Yunping?

It was the senior manager of Yunjing Consulting he met at Yanbin Building last time.

With a side-parted hairstyle, wearing a suit and leather shoes, carrying a briefcase, his temperament was steady, looking like a successful person.

Walking into the lobby, he seemed to notice Tang Song standing by the front desk, and his footsteps paused.

His gaze swept over him, and he said indifferently: "Mr. Tang, was it invited by President Xie? I don't seem to remember your name on the guest list for today's investment negotiation meeting."

They had had a bit of unpleasantness that day, and Xie Shu Yu had explained it to him afterward, so he also knew the other party's situation.

A standard technical geek, just a part-time freelancer for Weiguang Coffee.

Tang Song was stunned and asked: "Sister Xie Shu Yu? Is she coming here for a meeting?"

"Hehe, sorry, this is a trade secret, not convenient to disclose." Wang Yunping shook his head with a smile.

Although he didn't say anything excessive, the playfulness in his eyes was undisguised.

Tang Song looked directly into his eyes and smiled: "Manager Wang is worthy of being in the consulting business; every word is a trade secret."

Wang Yunping raised an eyebrow, looked at his watch, "My time is very expensive, so I won't waste it here. Goodbye."

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw 7 or 8 people walking from the elevator direction.

Leading them was a serious-looking middle-aged man wearing a property suit, walking hurriedly toward this side.

Wang Yunping took a deep breath, a decent and kind smile appearing on his face, and took the initiative to greet: "Manager Ma, long time no see."

He knew the property manager of Yunxi Building; after all, many enterprises here were their important clients, and he had to visit from time to time.

Manager Ma smiled at him, but didn't stop much, walking straight through.

The group came to the front desk, Manager Ma sized Tang Song up seriously, and reached out solemnly: "Tang Zong, good morning! I am the manager of Yunxi Property Management Co., Ltd., Ma Zijian."

Tang Song pursed his lips, reached out, and shook hands with him forcefully: "Good morning, Manager Ma."

Ma Zijian's body bent slightly, and he said enthusiastically:

Ma Zijian bent over slightly and said enthusiastically, "Mr. Tang, I'll take you to do the inspection now!"

"These are the heads of the various departments in our property management company: Lin Shengfei from Maintenance, Wu Junqiang from Security, Sun Jiajie from Investment and Development..."

"If you have any questions later, you can contact us at any time, and we guarantee to handle them for you."

"Thank you," Tang Song said, feeling a bit awkward.

This was the general manager of Yunxi Property, a figure who couldn't be ignored no matter where he went, yet now he was being so polite to him.

Watching Tang Song walk into the private elevator surrounded by a group of people.

Wang Yunping's expression shifted, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

What kind of joke was this!?

Wasn't he just a programmer at Jinxiu Trading?

Wasn't he just a part-time freelancer for Weiguang Coffee?

To be treated so solemnly by Ma Zijian, who personally brought his executives to welcome him, he had to be at least at the level of a head of a well-known enterprise.

Who exactly was this Tang Song?

Could it be that he was playing some disgusting trick of "getting close to the water to get the moon first" and "playing the pig to eat the tiger" just to woo Xie Shu?

With his mind in turmoil, Wang Yunping felt a thick haze covering his head.

He was only a senior manager at Yunjing Consulting; when it came down to it, he was just a wage earner, with general managers, partners, and senior partners above him.

If he really offended some big shot, he could be fired in a minute.