[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets":3,"chapter-maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-517":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Charm Maxed Out: Inheriting Game Assets",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},2218928,3948,"Chapter 517: The Mindset of the Strong","maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-517",517,"\u003Cp>After settling the suitcase properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song sat in the window seat, opened his phone, took a picture of the front of the carriage, and shared it with Liu Qingning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left a message: \"Safely on the train, no need to worry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending it, he placed his phone face down on the small table, turned slightly, and leaned back in his seat to observe his surroundings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The carriage layout was no different from the usual business class, with a 2+1 arrangement, wide seats, and light gray leather upholstery that exuded a sense of luxury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was the peak hour on a Saturday morning, passengers were boarding the business carriage one after another, and it was already eighty or ninety percent full before long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A middle-aged man in a gray suit walked over and sat in the seat next to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was around forty, with a lean build, gold-rimmed glasses, and hair groomed meticulously; the whole person appeared capable and restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing Tang Song’s gaze, he smiled and initiated a conversation: \"Are you from Shencheng?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song shook his head, \"No, I'm here on a business trip.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not offer much explanation, and his tone was indifferent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man paused slightly, seemingly accustomed to dealing with this \"cold\" type of social interaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a tablet with a keyboard out of his briefcase, which displayed an unfinished PPT.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed his briefcase neatly into the storage area in front of his legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man joked, \"Little brother, looking at your temperament, could it be that you are some undiscovered celebrity or artist?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Haha, no.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then, the financial industry?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You could say that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle-aged man’s eyes brightened. He took a business card from his inner suit pocket and handed it over, \"Jiang Zheng. Our company does medical AI, and we’ve just started touching the capital market recently.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song politely took the card, smiled, and nodded, \"Tang Song.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't say anything more, nor did he offer a business card in return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, his business cards were all kept by Lin Muxue; he didn't carry them on him during his daily routine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On high-speed rail business class, especially from Shencheng to the financial hub of Xiangjiang, similar attempts at networking were very common.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chance conversation might just lead to an opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song was currently also working on the [Capital Hunter] task, so he didn't mind being approached like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing Tang Song’s \"aloof\" aura, Jiang Zheng raised his eyebrows slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, he still self-deprecatingly said in a relaxed tone, \"Our company is in Shencheng. We just finished a round of BD and were heading back, but I didn't expect such big news to break in Xiangjiang last night, so I had to grab a ticket and rush back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A financial circle earthquake?\" Tang Song added casually, his eyes flickering as he realized something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, once that money from Rongliu Capital was dumped, the entire Xiangjiang fund circle exploded. I heard that a certain US dollar fund adjusted its priority allocation list overnight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wish you luck.\" Tang Song replied politely without delving deeper, instead lowering his eyes to glance at the business card in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[General Manager of Huiyi Cloud Technology Co., Ltd., Jiang Zheng]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked at the tablet in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and asked, \"Does your company do medical artificial intelligence?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, we are based on a data middle platform, leaning towards large models.\" Jiang Zheng immediately became spirited, \"We are integrating with Qingning Technology on the Lime 3.0 medical large model direction, and we have just produced our first clinical collaborative prototype.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mentioning \"Qingning Technology,\" Tang Song became a bit interested, \"Qingning Technology’s Lime 3.0 is indeed outstanding.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, having just parted ways with Liu Qingning, apart from talking about love, the thing they talked about most was Qingning Technology’s large model. Just then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A passenger also arrived at seat F to Jiang Zheng’s right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man in his early 30s, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, placed his laptop and phone neatly and sat down with clean, efficient movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng glanced at the other person, seemingly remembering something, and asked tentatively, \"Excuse me, are you... Mr. Li from Tongchuang Weiye?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young man paused, looked up at him, nodded, and smiled, \"I am.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng’s expression lifted. He quickly handed over his business card, his speech speed noticeably increasing: \"Hello, Mr. Li. I am Jiang Zheng from Huiyi Cloud. We have a deep partnership with Qingning Technology and are currently landing an Mson intelligent diagnosis system. The project has just entered the evaluation stage, and I would especially like to ask for your opinion...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to the caution and \"probing\" when chatting with Tang Song, Jiang Zheng clearly invested more enthusiasm and detail this time, even carrying a certain \"exam-taking state.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, the reason he took business class for his business trip was precisely to secure such opportunities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the business carriage from Shencheng to Xiangjiang, one often encounters elites from the financial circle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, this VP of Tongchuang Weiye, Li Moran, was quite famous in the Shencheng VC field and specialized in the tech AI sector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng naturally hoped to seize this rare opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Moran listened quietly, occasionally smiling and nodding, but his tone remained gentle and restrained throughout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song, on the side, stopped speaking and casually placed Jiang Zheng’s business card back in the corner of the small table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The high-speed train gave a slight vibration, slowly pulling away from Shencheng North Station and merging into the curtain of rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng had explained more than half of the project, and seeing Li Moran’s reaction remain flat, he tactfully slowed his speech.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a few seconds, he turned and asked softly, \"Mr. Li, are you also going to Xiangjiang this time for that 10-billion mother fund from Rongliu Capital?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, that's right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I heard that three or four funds have already received wind of it and submitted materials overnight—Xiangjiang is likely going to have a complete reshuffle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Moran said indifferently, \"Yes, a few old projects might be restarted. We'll see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng was just about to discuss this topic further with him, but saw that Li Moran had already put on noise-canceling headphones, dialed a call, and started speaking in a low voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng found it inconvenient to continue the conversation and could only retreat to his own seat, his mood clearly somewhat dejected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning his head again, he saw Tang Song holding his phone, aiming it at the front of the carriage, adjusting the exposure and angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, the super-popular Cantonese + Mandarin bilingual broadcast rang out in the carriage: \"Next stop, Xiangjiang West Kowloon Station.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The filming finished, Tang Song put away his phone, previewed the effect, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you making a short video?\" Jiang Zheng asked with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, I do content,\" Tang Song nodded, his tone unhurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is it like a vlog?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something like that.\" Tang Song said, also putting on his headphones to do a simple edit of the footage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His trip to Xiangjiang this time, besides dealing with the major changes at Rongliu Capital, was also intended to film some video material to operate his Douyin account.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the [Charm Manifestation] task had a precious [Charm +1] reward. Everything was going smoothly on Xiaohongshu, so he needed to operate Douyin as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This well-known expertise from Shencheng to Xiangjiang was just perfect for the opening of his video.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his words, a flash of imperceptible disappointment crossed Jiang Zheng’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s temperament was too outstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Calm, composed, carrying an understated air of nobility; no matter how you looked at it, he didn't seem like an ordinary person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first, hearing that the other party was a financial practitioner, he thought he was a core figure from some investment bank, or a second-generation heir from some family office, and couldn't help but want to make friends.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It turned out he didn't seem to have been to Xiangjiang much, and was even doing short videos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although many young investors were doing content now, it still sounded somewhat unexpected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So he didn't continue the project introduction from just now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he shifted his attention to Li Moran on the other side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could vaguely hear him saying keywords like \"institution list,\" \"Rongliu Capital,\" and \"joint account\" on the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every word sounded heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng leaned forward slightly, adopting a posture of earnest listening, while simultaneously organizing his language in his mind, weighing how to speak later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the high-speed train from Shencheng North to Yangcheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Da da da—\" the sound of fingernails tapping on the keyboard continued to ring out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lulu sighed and rubbed her temples: \"Forget it, the company we just talked to only offered 5K, and explicitly said they wanted someone who could accept unpaid overtime. Is looking for a job really this much of a pit? I really have to consider changing careers.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan was silent for a while and whispered, \"You could try taking the civil service exam, or a public institution position.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sigh—\" Lulu shrugged, \"It’s so hard to land a job now, it’s literally thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge. And I still want to buy a house, I can't afford to stop paying into the housing provident fund, I don't have the confidence to study full-time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s true.\" Zhang Yan nodded, lowering her eyes, her gaze somewhat dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her heart, she actually always felt that Lulu was much more \"successful\" than herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lulu even graduated from university, she was interning at a new media company, catching the last wave of the official account dividend period. She wrote several 100,000+ hit articles, successfully became a full-time employee, and saved her first pot of gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By comparison, she was already 26 years old this year, but her savings were only 17,000, and she was facing an unemployment crisis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the past few years, she had been moving and changing rentals, her life floating as if it had no roots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every holiday, she would still send some money home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Money, naturally, could not be saved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she really wanted to take the exam, she would have to leave Yangcheng, rent a cheap house, and study properly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where should she take the exam?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A name popped into her mind—Yancheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes brightened slightly, and she began to count silently on her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she rented one of those old family courtyards in Yancheng, a one-bedroom would be about 600 yuan, so one year of exam preparation would be 7,200.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cooking for herself, keeping it under 500 a month; plus daily necessities, utilities, transportation, and miscellaneous expenses, this 17,000 seemed just enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the premise was that she couldn't get sick.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her thoughts slowly dimmed, and her gaze dimmed along with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, all of this was just \"thinking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sighed softly, moved her gaze away from her phone, and let it fall back onto the comic book on her lap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragon Ball\" Volume 32.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also the 2009 edition; every single volume was carefully selected by her, looking very new, without any damage or stains, of excellent quality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her chest rose and fell slightly, and scenes flashed through her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twelve years later, she still remembered that the one she had lost was Volume 16—\"Goku Awakens! The Legend of the Super Saiyan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That volume was about: Frieza kills Krillin, Goku transforms into a Super Saiyan in his rage, and the final battle destroys Planet Namek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She still clearly remembered that the giggling deskmate, one day, suddenly held this comic book, stood at the classroom door, and said righteously: \"I want to avenge Krillin!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he started \"transforming,\" causing the classmates to laugh out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He returned to his seat, excitedly telling her the plot, flipping through every page tirelessly, and even pulling her to secretly read the comic during class.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, he even lent that beloved comic book to her, letting her finish it at home over the weekend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She brought it back \"home,\" or rather, to her aunt’s house where she was boarding, and read it very seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when she returned to school on Monday, she found that the comic book was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She searched through her schoolbag, desk, drawer, and bedding, but couldn't find it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was so anxious she cried, but there was nothing she could do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, she found out that her aunt’s cousin had taken the comic to school to \"share\" it when she wasn't looking, tearing it page by page to pass around among classmates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time it was returned, only a dozen scattered pages remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boarding at her aunt’s house, she had to be careful even when eating, so naturally, she didn't dare to make a fuss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had once wanted to save money to buy a new one to return to him, but at that time, she really didn't even have five yuan in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And by the time she finally had the ability to buy it, Tang Song didn't need it anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had long since replaced it with a new one, and had even read the sequels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scenery outside the window sped by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yan silently lowered her head, her fingers tracing the cover of the comic book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The train of time was much faster than the high-speed rail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the blink of an eye, 12 years had passed just like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You probably don't remember me anymore, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The train slowly pulled into Xiangjiang West Kowloon Station.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The carriage stopped, the doors opened, and the business class passengers stood up one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song unhurriedly pulled his suitcase and walked toward the front of the carriage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not far ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng was quickly following Li Moran’s footsteps, his body leaning forward slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Li, sorry, excuse me. I didn't finish earlier, actually, we have also collaborated with Guangren Data, and originally planned to have them do the FA for this round, it’s just—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Moran turned back and smiled slightly, \"Mr. Jiang, I have a general understanding of your company’s direction. How about this, I’ll have my assistant add your WeChat later, and we will contact you if there is a suitable opportunity.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, okay, thank you Mr. Li, thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pleasantries concluded, Jiang Zheng slowed his pace slightly and sighed somewhat dejectedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song watched this scene quietly, following the signs and the crowd to continue moving forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The structure of Xiangjiang West Kowloon Station was extremely massive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had four floors; the B2 floor was the arrival hall, which also handled immigration procedures, declaration counters, and taxi and pick-up vehicle channels.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking through it, surrounded by a surging crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most were dressed elegantly, with a sharp temperament, possessing a thick \"international city transit feel.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song followed the crowd toward the customs inspection point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the screen next to him, promotional videos for the Financial Services and the Treasury Bureau, the Securities and Futures Commission, and the International Financial Summit were playing on a loop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While waiting in line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His shoulder was tapped lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song turned his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng smiled and said, \"We meet again, Tang Song. You must rarely come to Xiangjiang, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had just noticed that Tang Song was very curious about his surroundings, clearly his first time here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" Tang Song nodded politely, counting as a response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his current memory, it was indeed his first time here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, according to known information, he had certainly been here more than once, and had even lived here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, that residence at 21 Borrett Road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you taking a taxi? Or is a friend coming to pick you up?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Someone is picking me up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then you have to go to the arrival hall on the B2 floor. I’m also going there to catch a car, let’s go together, I’m quite familiar with this place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, Jiang Zheng took his documents out of his briefcase and stood next to Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because it was the weekend, the waiting time was a bit long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving and entering, the whole process took more than ten minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the escalator down to the B2 floor, the vast arrival hall suddenly opened up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Underfoot was smooth marble flooring, reflecting the bright glass dome overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Duty-free shops, convenience stores, and currency exchange counters were crowded; the sound of suitcase wheels, Cantonese conversation, and the occasional flight information prompt tone intertwined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song looked around with bright eyes, feeling the unique atmosphere of Xiangjiang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng turned slightly and pointed in a direction, \"The 'pick-up and drop-off area' is over there, usually the cars picking people up will stop at that channel to meet.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need, my people are right here in the hall.\" Tang Song smiled and stepped out of the channel entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng was stunned, but still smiled and followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, a figure appeared in front of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a very beautiful woman, standing next to the electronic welcome screen on the left side of the arrival hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was wearing a sharp-cut white shirt and high-waisted black trousers, her waistline cinched perfectly, outlining a perfect figure proportion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, the color a perfectly maintained light honey brown, glowing with a soft luster under the lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her posture was straight, and a cold, \"workplace elite\" aura radiated from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the crowded hall, she was still striking and outstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flash of amazement crossed Jiang Zheng’s eyes, and he subconsciously looked a few more times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right under his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That woman also looked over, a bright smile appearing on her face as she walked quickly to meet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her high heels clicked rhythmically on the marble floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Tang, you’ve arrived!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng was stunned, standing in place, somewhat unable to react.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman naturally reached out to take the carry-on suitcase from Tang Song’s hand, her gaze soft, her voice clear and beautiful: \"Was your customs clearance smooth? The B2 floor is a bit crowded, I’ve already notified the driver, and they are already waiting in the drop-off area, the timing is just right.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very smooth.\" Tang Song’s tone was light and slow, looking at Xiaoxue in front of him with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could be said to know Xiaoxue like the back of his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting this time, he suddenly discovered that she had changed a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The restlessness and affectation had faded from her, replaced by a steady and capable temperament, making her look more like a truly qualified personal assistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling his gaze, Lin Muxue pursed her red lips and turned slightly, \"I’ll take you over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song said \"Hmm,\" then nodded to Jiang Zheng on his side, \"Goodbye.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After saying this, he followed Lin Muxue and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of undisguised amazement in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman clearly wasn't an ordinary character; both her appearance and temperament were extremely outstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had originally thought she was Tang Song’s girlfriend, but now it seemed more like his assistant or secretary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s just that this \"assistant\" was clearly completely different from the \"assistant\" in his cognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A complex curiosity arose in his heart; he slowed his pace, then instinctively took a few quick steps to follow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue walked in front, her pace steady, occasionally speaking softly to introduce the structure and layout of West Kowloon Station to Tang Song, as well as the culture of Xiangjiang, her tone flowing smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clear that she had done detailed homework in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One in front and one behind, their postures outstanding, they were like a subtle landscape in the surrounding crowded flow of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Attracting a large amount of attention, the head-turning rate was maxed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng followed behind, maintaining a polite distance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking out of the arrival hall, a wave of heat rushed toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pick-up and drop-off area was filled with traffic, horns blaring one after another, and people coming and going constantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song and the woman walked through the crowd, heading toward the right side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a dozen meters, their pace slowed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng’s heart jumped, and his eyelids trembled violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of them, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom was parked steadily, the silver double-R logo shining brightly under the lights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in front of the car was an elegant and sexy woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was wearing a well-fitting dark slim professional suit, black silk stockings and high heels making her legs look straight and slender, her posture straight, holding a thick file in her arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The whole person exuded calmness, confidence, and composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, next to the Rolls-Royce, stood three burly bodyguards in black suits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Jiang Zheng was stunned, that woman walked quickly to meet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood in front of Tang Song, bowed slightly, her voice clear and intimate, \"Good afternoon, Mr. Tang, welcome to Xiangjiang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song smiled and nodded, \"Good afternoon, Shirley.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan said softly, \"I have already followed your requirements and organized the first draft of the internal project review for the company, and the relevant supplementary materials have also been collected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm, thank you for your hard work.\" Tang Song took the file and flipped through it casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, Lin Muxue stepped forward, skillfully opened the car door, and said in a soft tone, \"Mr. Tang, please get in.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song nodded slightly and turned to walk toward the back seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tap tap tap—\" A burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan and Lin Muxue subconsciously stepped forward, trying to block them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black-suited bodyguards on the side were faster, directly intercepting the person and isolating them outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many people around cast their gazes over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A layer of fine sweat broke out on Jiang Zheng’s forehead, and he said urgently, \"Mr. Tang Song, regarding the financing project for Huiyi Cloud, I didn't have time to introduce it completely just now, I hope you can give me another chance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song paused, turned his head to look at him, his expression calm and indifferent, \"We’ll talk if there’s an opportunity, it’s not very convenient right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, he raised the file in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng gritted his teeth and bowed deeply, \"Huiyi Cloud is a company with great prospects, our—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he could finish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle and clear female voice interrupted, \"Hello, I am Mr. Tang’s assistant. Regarding matters related to investment projects, you can send the materials to our FA email, or contact me directly, and I will make a preliminary assessment before deciding whether to submit it to Mr. Tang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan’s voice was extremely clear, neither cold nor overly enthusiastic, professional yet decisive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue stood on the side, the corner of her eye twitching imperceptibly, realizing she was a step late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt extremely annoyed, feeling that she had lost a point in this competition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song didn't say anything more, nodded slightly to Jiang Zheng, and then bent down to sit in the car.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—\" The car door closed steadily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng stood in place, took a deep breath, and quickly took a business card from his pocket, handing it out with both hands: \"Hello, I am the General Manager of Huiyi Cloud, Jiang Zheng.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan nodded slightly, reached into her card holder, and handed him a matte platinum-textured business card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hello, Mr. Jiang, we will keep in touch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, okay, thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng took it with both hands, his expression respectful, his tone carrying a hint of awkwardness and regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Footsteps and door-closing sounds rang out one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly drove away from the drop-off area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jiang Zheng stood in place, looking at the departing rear of the car, unable to recover for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, he took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wave of annoyance and unwillingness surged in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the high-speed train, he could clearly feel that Tang Song was interested in his project.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But because he was obsessed with Li Moran, he missed the best time to communicate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only at that time—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, there were no \"ifs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lowered his head, his gaze falling on the business card in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan Shirley Shen\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Special Assistant to the Chairman | Director, Office of the Chairman\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Confluent Capital (HK) Limited\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes suddenly widened, his breathing stalled, his face full of disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Confluent Capital? Rongliu Capital? Shen Yuyan—Chairman’s Assistant?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up again at the black Rolls-Royce Phantom that had already driven far away, his gaze trembling, his throat tight, almost unable to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Tang Song just now was actually the Chairman of Rongliu Capital?! \u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up again at the black Rolls-Royce Phantom that had already driven far away, his gaze trembling, his throat tight, almost unable to speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That Tang Song from just now was actually the Chairman of Rongliu Capital?!\u003C\u002Fp>",4209,"2026-06-17T14:18:13.546Z","2026-06-18T03:13:38.468Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","94e91a1802b7e0662e8d39b1308bca4d13a760dcd7f7bccf8609fd2644c1c64e","maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-518","maxed-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-516",669,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fcharm-maxed-out-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]