Chapter 436

Yunxi Building, 30th floor.

"Clack—" A cup of steaming black tea was placed on the coffee table.

"Thank you, President Gao." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu tilted her body slightly and reached out to touch the teacup.

Gao Gao Mengting sat down on the sofa opposite her, shook her head, and chuckled: "Hearing you use that title feels so strange. How is it? Today is your first day officially entering work mode, how does it feel?"

"Pretty good." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu paused and continued: "Very good, the colleagues are all very friendly."

"Unlike Inspiration Design, Songmei Apparel is a new company. Most employees have just become permanent, so they don't have the sense of privilege that old employees have. Plus, the company's management mechanism is flat, so the atmosphere is very harmonious."

"That is indeed the case." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu nodded, her expression serious: "I will work hard and achieve results as soon as possible."

She was very bad at dealing with people and didn't know how to say nice things to leaders, so she always felt uncomfortable at Inspiration Design.

"No rush. In the next few days, first discuss brand strategy and user personas with colleagues. After having an understanding, then convert it into visual language; that will be better."

"I understand."

Looking at the cold and silent junior, Gao Gao Mengting reached out to touch her head and instead chatted with her about Songmei Apparel's previous entrepreneurial experience.

It was fine when they were at home, but after arriving at the company, Gao Gao Mengting could increasingly feel this junior's psychological flaws.

With her personality, she was indeed not suitable for the workplace.

After finishing the cup of black tea, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu suddenly said: "Senior, can I ask you a very personal question?"

Gao Gao Mengting was stunned and smiled gently: "Of course, go ahead."

"Are you currently dating Tang Zong?"

"Uh..." Gao Gao Mengting brushed a strand of hair from her temple, her face blushing slightly: "I suppose so, but don't tell anyone else about this. It doesn't have a good influence in the company."

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu said "Mm," looked at the expression on the senior's face, and her gaze dimmed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal.

She knew that she had developed some psychological and physiological feelings for Tang Song.

Although not much, they existed in reality.

This was an extremely rare thing in her past 22 years.

At first, she didn't know why, but after recalling it seriously, she felt a sudden realization.

It should be because of that day's cycling, and that song "New Boy."

At that time, Tang Song left an extremely deep impression on her. His eyes were filled with vivid vitality, clear and charming.

Moreover, in his singing technique, there were many shadows of Su Yu.

If the male voice were changed to a female voice, it would be half a Su Yu.

Su Yu's importance to her went without saying; she could almost be called her emotional and spiritual pillar.

These two things superimposed together made her heartstrings tremble because of Tang Song.

Even later, during the cycling, she left traces on her underwear.

And then, at Yao Lingling's rental house, she arrived in a hurry and heard him holding a guitar and singing "I'm Fine," which truly moved her heart.

However, this feeling was still very shallow for her, shallow enough that a gust of wind could smooth it out.

And the senior's relationship with Tang Song was that gust of wind.

At this very moment, receiving the senior's personal confirmation, she finally smoothed out her feelings for him completely.

She was lonely to begin with, and had problems in personality and physiology; even if she were really with some boy, the future would be destined to be a tragedy.

Just like Naoko in "Norwegian Wood."

Crossing that psychological barrier, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu exhaled and said in a relaxed tone: "Senior, actually, I knew Tang Zong before. I knew him before I joined the company."

"Ah?" Gao Gao Mengting blinked, incredulous: "What do you mean?"

"When I was at Inspiration Design, I had contact with Tang Zong because of work, but I didn't know he was your partner at the time. Later, when I was in the White Knight Band, I had some small conflicts with him because of Liu Liu Wenning..."

Then, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu briefly talked about their chance encounter in the Magic City and the subsequent cycling.

Finally, she added: "Now... I suppose we are friends."

"Uh, is that so..." Digesting her words, Gao Gao Mengting couldn't help but shake her head.

One is a partner and lover, the other is a co-renting junior.

They knew each other, and she didn't even know.

If it were someone else, it would indeed be incredible, but changing it to Cheng Qiuqiu, it seemed reasonable.

Her personality was too cold; even with her, she only confided occasionally.

Gao Gao Mengting smiled and said: "Actually, it's quite good. Before, considering your feelings, I didn't dare invite Tang Song to eat at home. From now on, there's no need to worry."

"Thank you for your understanding, Senior." Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips, "Then I'll go back and continue working."

"Okay, bye-bye, let's get off work together tonight."

"Bye-bye."

After slowly closing the door, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu exhaled a long breath again.

Finally saying it out loud, she could work with peace of mind; otherwise, she always felt she owed the senior.

Turning the corner and walking along the spacious and bright aisle for a while, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's steps stopped abruptly.

Their gazes met.

Seeing Tang Song's clear and bright eyes, Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's heart still couldn't help but jump.

But she quickly returned to normal, bowed, and said politely: "Tang Zong."

"Good afternoon, QQ." Tang Song nodded slightly and was just about to leave, but then added: "Right, Yao Lingling told you about the weekend cycling, right? Gather at 8:00 AM, don't forget."

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "I might not be able to go; I have something to do that day."

"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows, "Alright then, let's meet another time."

Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu said "Mm," bowed again, and turned to leave.

Watching her back, a trace of doubt flashed in Tang Song's eyes.

He felt that Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu was a bit strange today.

Returning to the office, Tang Song opened his email, downloaded the attachment, and began to read carefully.

Lin Mu Xue had already sent over the equity structure and shareholder analysis of Huashang Apparel.

After being organized by the professional team of Rongliu Investment, the equity structure was clear, layered, and easy to understand at a glance.

The shareholder composition of Huashang Apparel was as follows:

The He Jingping family held 40.4% of the shares, making them the largest shareholder;

Tang Song held 35% of the shares, ranking second;

Dingyun Investment (a well-known investment institution) held 8% of the shares;

Chengrong Group (engaged in trade business) held 6.4% of the shares;

The remaining 6 small shareholders held a total of 10.2% of the shares.

Thus, the complete shareholding structure of Huashang Apparel was clearly presented.

The reason He Jingping could firmly control the company was that he had signed an acting-in-concert agreement with the 6 small shareholders, incorporating their voting rights into the He Jingping family.

Therefore, the He Jingping family actually possessed 50.6% of the voting rights and occupied 3 seats on the board of directors.

Huashang Apparel's board of directors had a total of 7 seats. In addition to the 3 seats of the He Jingping family and the 2 seats of Tang Song, the other 2 seats were independent directors:

One was a representative jointly dispatched by Dingyun Investment and Chengrong Group;

The other was a good friend of He Jingping, responsible for auditing and compensation work.

In other words, the shareholders' meeting and the board of directors were currently controlled by the He Jingping family.

It was worth mentioning that Tang Song saw a familiar name among the 6 small shareholders.

It was "Huang Yangming," whom he met when attending the Yan Province Bank private sharing session with Xie Xie Shu Yu, but he only held 0.8% of the shares.

After reading this report, Tang Song instantly had a clear understanding in his heart.

To control Huashang Apparel, he only needed his shareholding ratio to exceed 50%.

With the strong strength and connections of Rongliu Capital, it shouldn't be difficult.

But even so, the He Jingping family's shareholding still exceeded 40%, possessing a veto power.

If he really reorganized the board of directors, He Jingping, who lost control, would be a major unstable factor.

He could still use his veto power to prevent the deep cooperation between Huashang Apparel and Songmei Apparel.

In other words, he not only had to acquire shares in secret but also had to find a way to dilute the He Jingping family's shares.

The things involved in this were complicated.

Thinking deeply for a while, Tang Song clicked on Lin Mu Xue's chat box and began to arrange the next work.

Yan Province Financial Center, Rongliu Investment.

After replying to Tang Song's message and notifying the project leaders in the group, Lin Mu Xue lowered her head and began to recite the message Tang Song sent.

With her high spirits, her memory was very good, and she soon memorized the content.

When the time was about right, Lin Mu Xue stood up excitedly and straightened the hem of her suit.

Her high heels tapped out a crisp rhythm on the floor, and her body tried hard to maintain an elegant and dignified posture.

She pushed open the door of the conference room.

"Swish, swish, swish—" Gazes were cast over.

Lin Mu Xue took a deep breath, stood in front of the projector screen, and held a laser pointer symbolically in her hand.

Her makeup was exquisite, her hairstyle was meticulous, and she looked like a workplace elite.

Looking at the people sitting below.

Lin Mu Xue's toes in her leather shoes curled, and her legs trembled slightly with excitement.

She, Xiao Xue, had worked so hard for so long and finally saw the scene she had dreamed of.

Participating in a high-end company acquisition as a true financial elite.

At this very moment, she really should find someone to take photos and videos for her.

To record this scene.

Clearing her throat, Lin Mu Xue said spiritedly: "Everyone, Chairman Tang has already given clear instructions.

First, establish an accurate valuation model for Huashang Apparel.

Second, comb through the information of all shareholders again, especially those individuals with smaller shareholding ratios. We need to analyze their backgrounds, financial status, and even family relationships in detail. The Investment Department is responsible for docking, and the Risk Control Department will do background checks.

Third, contact these shareholders in the names of Rongliu Investment and Juqing Juqing Hui Jin respectively. Remember, the acquisition offer must be differentiated, and the price range should be controlled between a 10% to 20% premium. The action must be fast, but we must never alert the enemy...

Additionally, start analyzing possible equity dilution plans. Our goal is to reduce the He Jingping family's shareholding ratio to below 33%..."

Low thunder rolled across the sky, and the rain curtain was carried by the strong wind and slapped against the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a fine "rustling" sound.

The lights in the office appeared even colder and brighter.

The meeting ended.

The staff of Rongliu Investment quickly began to get busy.

Lin Mu Xue paced and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, arms crossed in a very pretentious manner, overlooking the hazy lights and the bustling traffic of the city in the rain curtain.

She muttered to herself in a very chuunibyou way: "The hunter is already in position! He He Zhihui and his son, just wait obediently to be suppressed by me, Empress Mu Xue."

This morning, she received a friend request from He He Zhihui on WeChat, and the message was a bit ambiguous.

Although she had become a fake socialite at the time, she still had her bottom line.

But she was too cowardly at the time. Facing a rich second generation like He He Zhihui, who was also the person in charge of the event, she could only prevaricate and avoid him.

Besides He He Zhihui, similar situations happened from time to time.

Fortunately, Xu Ning was always with her, so she didn't suffer any losses.

This was also the reason why she later painstakingly managed the "white, rich, and beautiful" and "financial high-knowledge" persona.

Recalling the scenes of the past, a raging fire ignited in Lin Mu Xue's eyes. Xiao Xue is no longer the little wild model she used to be! You little rich second-generation brat, you dare to have designs on me?

You probably don't know what my status is now!

I am now a strong woman in the financial circle, wearing custom suits, carrying Hermes, drinking Blue Mountain coffee, and talking about capital operations!

If it weren't for Heavenly Emperor Su Yu pressing down on me, I would have already attained the Dao as an Empress!

Hahaha!

Just at this time, a "knock, knock, knock" sound was heard.

"Please come in!" Lin Mu Xue quickly put down her hands and adjusted her expression.

"Luna!" Zhang Zhang Lili pushed open the office door and said softly: "Just received news from Stella. Jiang Yanbin, a board member of Meigou International Import and Export Company, will arrive in Yan City around 7:00 PM and check directly into the Lanfeng International Hotel."

Lin Mu Xue's eyes lit up, and her breathing became rapid.

Old Jiang! You finally came!

I will not only participate in this Yan Province International Fashion Exhibition, but I will also participate as an organizer, judge, and leader!

Wen Wen Qiuyue, you stinky bitch, aren't you a brand manager and designer?

Watch how I humiliate your work!

Want to enter Meigou's supply chain? Keep dreaming!

She raised her wrist to check the time.

Lin Mu Xue said seriously: "President Jiang is coming to the company next week to report work to Chairman Tang. As Chairman Tang's assistant, I must receive the other party."

(Note: This line is a garbled text placeholder, ignoring.)

As Tang Song's personal assistant, who is also responsible for handling the affairs of Lanfeng International Hotel, it is reasonable for her to receive Jiang Yanbin.

"Mm, it should be so." Zhang Zhang Lili smiled and nodded, "Do you need me to accompany you?"

"Then I'll trouble you, Kylie."

Although she, Xiao Xue, had made great progress, she was ultimately a half-baked financial practitioner.

And Jiang Yanbin was from Xiangjiang, and Zhang Zhang Lili had worked in Xiangjiang for many years.

With Zhang Zhang Lili there to cover for her, she could rest assured and perform.

After work, they quickly packed their things, and the two took the elevator down to B2.

Soon, the matte gray Porsche 911 drove out of the underground garage and merged into the city's crowded traffic.

Beicheng Garden Residential Complex.

The door was gently pulled open, and Shen Shen Yu Yan walked in, dragging her exhausted body.

"I'm back."

After shouting inside, Shen Shen Yu Yan hung up her bag and changed into slippers.

Walking into the living room, she slumped lazily on the sofa.

Eating a piece of fruit, she shouted again: "Big silly Qing! Where are you?"

"Clatter, clatter, clatter—" A burst of rapid footsteps sounded.

"Ah ah ah! How many times have I told you, you're not allowed to call me that!"

Xu Qing rushed over directly, pressed her best friend under her, and began to act recklessly.

Shen Shen Yu Yan, who had been busy all day, was no match at all and could only be bullied into "ying-ying-ying."

The two of them messed around for a while.

Shen Shen Yu Yan looked at Xu Qing's attire and said angrily: "Why are you wearing this kind of clothes at home? Aren't you tired?"

"Hmph hmph, I'm doing this to defend against the enemy! Tang Song is coming over later, I have to dress more fiercely so he won't dare to bully me!"

As she spoke, Xu Qing waved her little fist hard.

o(￣ヘ￣o＃)

The tactical girl outfit on her body made a "clinking" sound.

Does Miss Xu Qing not have any face? She couldn't just be spanked obediently, right?

Since the cute sailor suit could no longer reform the big demon Tang Song, she would just confront him directly!

Of course, this thought came from her own dream.

In the dream, she was wearing tactical gear and beating Tang Song until he was howling.

For this reason, she specifically borrowed a set from Xiao Mei to hold the scene.

Guaranteed to make Tang Song not dare to be presumptuous when he sees her.

"Tang Song is coming?" Shen Shen Yu Yan sat up abruptly.

Xu Qing nodded with a serious expression, "Yeah, he'll be here around 7:00. But he's coming with ill intentions this time, wanting to bully your good best friend. Sister Yan Yan, if I can't beat him later, you must come to help me!"

Shen Shen Yu Yan's eyes widened, "What? You two playing ball still need my help?"

"Ah!" Xu Qing exclaimed, stammering: "What nonsense are you talking about! I... I meant... if he hits me..."

Shen Shen Yu Yan frowned, "Tang Song has a violent tendency? Could it be that you were screaming in the room before because he hit you?"

"Oh! How is that possible!" Xu Qing waved her hands quickly, blushing: "Forget it, forget it, I won't talk to you anymore. Right, I'm wearing this outfit and it's not convenient to go out, you go downstairs to pick him up later."

"Mm, okay."

"Alright then, I'm going back to my room first, the cosplay outfit isn't fully on yet."

After saying that, Xu Qing hopped away.

Shen Shen Yu Yan's eyes flickered, and she got up and walked into her room.

She quickly took off her professional attire and changed into a sexy and comfortable sportswear outfit.

She sat down at the vanity to touch up her makeup simply, and then returned to the living room.

Checking the time, Shen Shen Yu Yan took out her phone and dialed Tang Song's number.

"Hello? Shen Yu Yan." A clear voice came from the receiver.

Shen Shen Yu Yan pursed her lips and said softly: "Hello, Tang Song, where are you?"

"Arriving at Beicheng Garden in about 5 minutes."

"Oh, okay, Sister Qingqing is changing clothes, I'll go pick you up."

"It's still drizzling outside, just wait for me downstairs."

"Okay then."

Hanging up the phone, Shen Shen Yu Yan exhaled a long breath.

She walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, straightened her hair again, and then went downstairs with her keys.

Arriving at the entrance lobby, she stood in the corner, her gaze blankly watching the night outside the glass window.

The dim streetlights emitted a faint glow, creating hazy circles of light in the thin rain curtain, and raindrops fell rustlingly.

She watched like that for a long time.

A tall and straight figure abruptly entered her line of sight.

His steps were steady and calm, the umbrella tilted slightly, just enough to shield him from the fine rain, and also blocking his face.

Tang Song...

Shen Shen Yu Yan quickly came back to her senses, took a deep breath, and looked at that figure.

The distance slowly closed.

That hand with distinct joints exerted a little force, the umbrella lifted, revealing a handsome face.

His eyes were deep and bright, shining with a cold and charming luster under the interweaving of lights and rain.

Shen Shen Yu Yan's pupils trembled, and an unspeakable palpitation and awe surged in her heart.

At this very moment, Tang Song was filled with an indescribable momentum and sense of oppression.

Her lips parted slightly, and her gaze was a bit unfocused.

"Pop—" The umbrella was closed.

Tang Song looked up at the "Building 4, Unit 1" plaque and was just about to call Shen Shen Yu Yan.

"Beep—" The unit door was gently pushed open.

Shen Shen Yu Yan walked out from inside and stood in front of him.

A high-neck cropped top and tight sports shorts perfectly outlined her graceful figure, and a clean, fresh school beauty face looked pitifully moving in the night.

Seeing the fresh and lovely school beauty, Tang Song raised the corners of his mouth, "Good evening, Shen Yu Yan."

"Good evening." Shen Shen Yu Yan pursed her red lips, turned sideways, and gestured: "Come in, I'll take you upstairs."

"Mm." Tang Song nodded and stepped into the unit door.

However, because the width of the door was limited and Shen Shen Yu Yan was blocking it there, the two inevitably rubbed against each other.

Her full, bouncy chest trembled slightly.

Shen Shen Yu Yan acted as if she didn't notice, still behaving generously.

They got into the elevator.

Tang Song couldn't help but glance at the school beauty's C+ cup, sighing at her good figure.

Unlike her lazy best friend Xu Qing.

Shen Shen Yu Yan clearly cared very much about her lines, and coupled with her near-perfect body proportions, she looked elegant and sexy.

Just at this time, a faint fragrance wafted toward him.

Shen Shen Yu Yan suddenly leaned forward, her breath like orchids: "Hey, Tang Song, guess what cosplay outfit Sister Qingqing is wearing tonight? There's a prize for guessing right."

Looking at the Shen school beauty who was close at hand, Tang Song asked curiously: "What prize?"

Shen Shen Yu Yan blinked, "If you guess right, the two of us will play... role-playing with you."

Their gazes met.

Breathing in the body fragrance on her, looking at her fresh and bright face, Tang Song's eyes trembled, "Sailor suit."

Shen Shen Yu Yan covered her mouth and chuckled, tapping his arm lightly, "Wrong guess, what a pity."

"Ding—" The elevator stopped slowly on the 12th floor.

"Let's go, let's go, go reveal the answer yourself. I think it's hilarious that she's wearing this outfit, haha."

As she spoke, Shen Shen Yu Yan grabbed his arm and walked out of the elevator together.

Looking at Shen Shen Yu Yan in front of him, Tang Song's heart surged with unspeakable restlessness again.

With his current emotional intelligence and observation skills, he could naturally see the school beauty's little schemes.

However, it was precisely this kind of Shen Shen Yu Yan that was even more tempting to him.

Shen Shen Yu Yan during her university days was not that kind of simple little girl.

President of the Student Union of the School of Economics and Management, the school beauty title she hyped up, the focus of everyone's discussion, excellent social skills, participating in various program performances and competitions.

"Click—" The door was pulled open, and the light from inside penetrated into the hallway.

Shen Shen Yu Yan naturally let go of Tang Song's arm and said with a smile: "Please come in."

Tang Song nodded and stepped into the door.

A burst of coquettish shouting suddenly came to his ears: "Hmph hmph ha hey! Hmph hmph ha hey!"

Tang Song was stunned, turned to look at the living room, and his eyes twitched, "What kind of plane are you playing? Didn't I tell you to wear a sailor suit?"

No wonder the Shen school beauty said that if he guessed right, they would play games with him together; how could he possibly guess that?

Xu Qing seemed to have completely immersed herself in the role of "Tactical Girl," striking a fighting pose, looking at Tang Song with cold eyes, "I'm not playing any planes, but I can fly a plane!"

You hateful little Little Song Zi, let's see if you still dare to spank me!

┗|｀o′|┛Howl~~

Seeing Xu Qing's arrogant little look, Tang Song shook his head and walked straight toward her.

Xu Qing subconsciously touched her own butt, then waved her little fist hard again.

Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!

"Step, step—" Tang Song stopped in front of her, watching her in silence.

"Ah!" Xu Qing shuddered violently and sat on the floor with a thud.

"Tactical Girl" Sister Qingqing was defeated by a single look!

(End of chapter)