Chapter 555: Dungeon Cleared (Refined)

Xiao Jing covered her mouth tightly, but the tears just wouldn't stop.

Like broken pearls, they kept sliding down from between her fingers.

She raised her head, looking toward her boyfriend standing quietly right below the stage through her blurred, teary eyes.

Their gazes met in the air.

She felt the doting, indulgence, and blessings in his eyes.

The next second, Xiao Jing lifted her gorgeous Chanel fishtail skirt and ran straight toward Tang Song.

"Careful!" her mother Chen Man exclaimed.

Before the crowd could react, Tang Song, who had already anticipated her movement, quickly stepped forward and opened his arms.

Xiao Jing jumped without any hesitation.

Her dark, straight long hair fluttered gently, and her slender, sexy body brought a fragrant breeze, crashing solidly into his arms.

The two hugged tightly together under the stage, amidst the complex gazes of the crowd.

Tang Song could clearly feel her trembling and the excitement of her emotions.

"Alright, stop crying." His voice was very soft, but carried the power to soothe everything, "On your birthday, you should be happy."

Xiao Jing, however, still held him tightly, as if wanting to knead her whole self into his body.

She buried her face deeply into the crook of his neck, saying with a sobbing voice: "I love you, Song!"

Tang Song paused and patted her head gently.

At this very moment, he could clearly feel that Xiao Jing’s feelings for him had completed a qualitative breakthrough.

The two had known each other for almost a year and had been together for more than half a year.

Xiao Jing’s feelings for him had indeed been deepening, but more because of his "manga hands," his fun, his "perverted little hobbies," his appearance and personality—

It was a "liking" mixed with freshness, desire for exploration, and sexual attraction.

That was why she would never be too "clingy" to him, would smartly give him sufficient personal space, and let the relationship between the two always remain novel.

She was indeed enjoying her first love.

And now, after experiencing the series of shocks earlier and seeing this special gift.

Her love was so intense it seemed about to overflow.

This made Tang Song somewhat ashamed.

Because he had too many girlfriends, and the time and real emotions shared with Xiao Jing were actually not much.

Even this gift that moved her beyond words had been meticulously prepared for him by Secretary Jin.

It had to be said that Secretary Jin was indeed formidable in this regard.

Moreover, under the absolute rational perspective of [Reflection], he could vaguely perceive it too.

Perhaps the shadow of Secretary Jin and others had been behind the series of crises Tian Chengye had encountered recently.

This point could be glimpsed from the subtle, tacit expressions of Shangguan Qiuya, Mo Xiangwan, Zheng Qiudong, and others.

Essentially, today’s birthday party.

Was a romantic "PUA" aimed at Xiao Jing by Secretary Jin and others with a tacit understanding.

In the future, Xiao Jing would discover that this gift was Secretary Jin’s arrangement; with Ouyang Xianyue’s help, the cooperation between Huineng Electronics and Tang Yi Precision would also proceed smoothly; Su Yu would even make the Echo girl group’s flash mob video go viral online, leaving a legendary memory for her 23rd birthday.

By then, she would have to be a head shorter than anyone she faced.

At some unknown time, sporadic applause and blessings sounded in the banquet hall, and soon became enthusiastic again.

Tian Chengye, who had gradually recovered, moved his gaze with difficulty from the big screen and shifted it to Tang Song.

Shock, ecstasy, absurdity, lingering fear, celebration—countless extreme emotions surged like a bursting dam, swallowing him whole.

"Thump, thump, thump—"

Only the sound of his violent heartbeat remained in his ears.

Only he himself knew best the torment and struggle of these past few months, that sense of powerlessness on the verge of desperation.

In order to plug the hole in Huineng Electronics, he had humbled himself and circled between various banks and institutions, accompanying them with smiles, exhausting his favors, but only getting rejections in return.

Especially when he had painfully sold the Jinxiu Trading equity and learned of the internal cooperation news of Meigou Technology.

That kind of regret, pain, and unwillingness had almost completely crushed him.

And at this moment, his daughter’s boyfriend had given him a "regret medicine" that was the hardest to find in the world.

Recalling this unbelievable birthday party of his daughter that could be called a miracle, and then to this earth-shattering gift in front of him.

Tian Chengye couldn't recover for a long time.

Compared to him, Jingjing was the true investment genius!

Actually catching a true dragon like Tang Song inadvertently!

Soothing music played again, and waiters carrying fine wine and desserts walked among the crowd with smiles.

The birthday party had reached the final free gathering segment.

Xiao Jing was surrounded by friends, venting the shock and feelings in their hearts.

Her gaze couldn't help but look toward the private terrace area to the north.

That place was separated from the noisy main banquet hall by only a glass door, but under the clever design of the lights, it appeared exceptionally quiet and private,

as if it were another world.

Tang Song was there, alone, leaning against the railing, overlooking the dazzling night view of Yancheng.

"Director Tang." Zheng Qiudong walked over holding a glass of champagne.

His face carried his usual smile full of infectiousness, but deep in his eyes, there was a hint of urgency caused by his plan being disrupted.

After being warned by Tang Song’s ambiguous words, he hadn't taken the initiative to contact Tian Jing for the whole night, but he really couldn't bear to give up just like that.

In the year Tang Song left the Tang Jin system, he had used every means and exhausted countless resources to finally facilitate the merger of SCG.

This was the beginning of his big gamble; now that the arrow was on the string, he had to fight again.

"Clink~"

Tang Song raised his glass, clinked it gently with his in the air, and lowered his head to take a sip.

He didn't look back, just looked at the city lights in the distance, and said calmly: "I’ve read the global expansion plan you sent to my mailbox. Very ambitious, but also very radical."

Zheng Qiudong’s eyes flickered, "That’s why I hope Ms. Tian Jing can join Deju Renhe and enter the board of directors. She is not only professionally matched, but more importantly, she is your 'eyes.' With her there, she can ensure that every expansion of Deju Renhe is absolutely in line with Tang Jin’s ultimate strategic interests; this is also the most effective supervision and guarantee."

Tang Song finally turned around slowly, looking at Zheng Qiudong, his eyes as if they could see through all his disguises and calculations.

"You want Deju Renhe to become the next McKinsey, or Boston Consulting, within 3 years?"

"Yes!" Flames ignited in Zheng Qiudong’s eyes, "We have capital, we have China, the world’s largest market, why can’t we?"

"Why can McKinsey become the 'cradle of CEOs'? It’s not because the PPTs they make are beautiful, but because they provided the most underlying strategic thinking and management logic for a whole generation of top American enterprises, from post-war reconstruction to globalization. What they output is a standard."

"Why can Boston Consulting flourish for a long time? Because they created methodologies like the 'Boston Matrix' and 'Experience Curve' that can be written into business school textbooks all over the world. What they output is a knowledge system."

He paused, his gaze becoming sharp: "Then tell me, what do you want Deju Renhe to output to the world? What is our unique, irreplaceable value? Is it cheaper labor costs? Or just because you have the support of the Tang Jin Family Office and Kate Trust behind you?"

"We—" The confidence on Zheng Qiudong’s face showed cracks for the first time.

A layer of fine cold sweat even seeped out on his temples.

He opened his mouth, but found he couldn't find any words to refute.

Because everything Tang Song said was right; the reason he was so ambitious was ultimately because he saw the immeasurable future of the Tang Jin system.

He was unwilling to just be an assistant, delusional about entering the hall and standing at the same height as Wu Kezhi and Ouyang Xianyue.

Tang Song’s scrutinizing gaze lingered for a long time, and his mouth turned into a smile.

"Clink~" The sound of clinking glasses rippled on the terrace.

Tang Song patted his old friend’s shoulder gently, his voice also taking on a hint of gentleness again.

"However, your direction is correct."

"Deju Renhe going global is also an inevitable choice." Tang Song turned around and looked at the dazzling lights in the distance again, "But you cannot go to be the next McKinsey; what you need to do is to become the unique 'Deju Renhe'."

It shouldn't be blindly acquiring or imitating. Instead, it should be 'productizing' and 'modeling' the successful methodologies of our internal ecosystem.

Then, accompanying the globalization of Chinese enterprises, output this set of unique 'Eastern Victory Philosophy' to the whole world—"

Tang Song’s voice continued.

Zheng Qiudong’s breathing gradually became rapid, and an indescribable emotion mixed with huge excitement and submission instantly swept through his whole body.

"I understand, Director Tang!" Zheng Qiudong took a deep breath and bowed solemnly to Tang Song.

He turned and left the terrace with firm and powerful steps.

Soon, the glass door was opened again.

Wu Kezhi walked over slowly.

He stood beside Tang Song, standing side by side with him, overlooking the night view that looked like a dazzling galaxy gathered by countless lights below.

"It’s been many years since I’ve looked at Yancheng’s night view so quietly." Wu Kezhi’s voice carried a rare sigh, "The Yancheng in my memory is always in a hurry. Looking at it so calmly now, it really has a different flavor."

In the past few years, whenever he came to Yancheng, it was inevitably to discuss extremely important matters with Tang Song; there were indeed few such peaceful times.

"Next time you come, perhaps it will be a different feeling."

Wu Kezhi nodded gently, and after a moment of silence, his voice was low and steady: "Director Tang, I want to know, what is your next plan regarding the family office."

The thing a rapidly expanding empire fears most is not external enemies, but internal "struggle for the throne."

Jin Meixiao is too strong, too eager to do everything perfectly for Tang Song; her desire for control covers almost every corner.

And Ouyang Xianyue is no pushover either; she holds Tang Yi Precision, which has the highest technical barriers, and holds the hardest "shipboard" of the Tang Jin system, so naturally, she is unwilling to just be an executor.

The collision between them has already begun to affect the standing of the people below and the stability of the entire system.

"Struggle, is not necessarily a bad thing." Tang Song’s mouth hooked into an unfathomable arc, "In my view, it is more like a precise ecosystem that can evolve on its own."

An ecosystem with only one top predator might look stable at first glance, but once the environment changes drastically, the entire system will face collapse.

The reason I temporarily left Tang Jin is to hope to form a perfect system that is both competitive and interdependent in the future."

Wu Kezhi nodded solemnly, looking at Tang Song beside him, seeming to understand something.

Tang Song took a sip of wine and turned to chat with him about life in Singapore.

More than ten minutes later, after Wu Kezhi respectfully said goodbye and left.

The night wind seemed to become colder.

"Da, da, da—"

The crisp and rhythmic sound of high heels approached from far to near.

An aggressive aura mixed with top-tier fragrance and the mellow aroma of red wine wrapped around his back.

"So—" Annie’s voice carried a hint of lazy magnetism, "all your little soldiers have received their orders. Now, is it the Queen’s turn?"

"All your pawns have received their orders. Now, is it the Queen's turn?"

Tang Song turned around slowly.

The foreign beauty in front of him had blonde hair and red lips, her temperament cold and glamorous.

Set off by the city neon, she was breathtakingly beautiful.

That silver tube-top dress outlined her devilish figure, full of power and explosive tension, to the fullest.

"Was the game today fun?" Tang Song’s voice was as calm as a deep pool, breaking the silence.

"Very average." Annie’s mouth hooked into a dangerous arc, "If you could let me go down personally and deal with those two puppies who don't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth, the plot would be more exciting."

Tang Song looked at her blue eyes burning with wild flames.

Suddenly took half a step forward, scrutinizing her: "Annie, you must remember, what you need to do is obey my orders; you should first be an obedient horse."

"What did you say?!"

The smile on Annie’s face disappeared instantly, replaced by unbelievable anger!

"Horse?" She took a step forward, her tall figure almost pressing against him, her plump E-cup carrying amazing pressure, "Song! Are you insulting me?!"

This was the first time she had been directly described as a "mount" and a "tool."

Proud as she was, she simply couldn't accept it.

"No," Tang Song’s eyes remained calm, but carried a depth that could see through the soul, "I am stating a fact."

She gritted her teeth and cursed: "You—bastard!"

Tang Song lowered his head slightly, his warm breath spraying on her lips, his voice full of deadly temptation.

"Tell me, Annie, isn't the feeling of being controlled by me making you incomparably excited? Hehe, I’ve already seen it, you can't lie to me."

He reached out and traced her collarbone with his fingertips, bringing up a layer of goosebumps.

Annie gritted her teeth, glaring at him fiercely.

However, Tang Song suddenly took half a step back.

He no longer made any physical contact, just looked at her quietly.

In those deep-as-night eyes, all lust had faded, replaced by a gaze full of scrutiny and grand layout.

This sudden shift in perspective from "prey" to "work" instead made Annie feel an indescribable panic, and she couldn't help but look away.

"Annie, look at me."

Annie pursed her lips and raised her head proudly again.

"The Kate family is like an old lion king sleeping. It is very huge, very majestic, but it is too old, too conservative."

"And those few cousins of yours who only know how to stick to the rules have no qualification, and no ability, to tame this lion."

"Your father Claire, who possesses the name of 'ambitious person,' is at most just barely maintaining the family’s face, not daring to make a single mistake."

"But you are different, Annie." Tang Song’s eyes were shockingly bright at this moment, like two burning stars, "Flowing in your blood are the initial genes of the Kate family, full of adventure and aggressive spirit. What you need is not a family trust that sets rules and regulations for you, but a wider grassland where you can gallop at will."

"Become my horse, and I will take you to conquer everything you see, and I will also give you everything you crave."

Annie looked at him in a daze, listening to him talk to her so directly about family inheritance for the first time.

That proud and ambitious heart began to beat wildly uncontrollably!

She initially chose to approach Mira (Jin Meixiao) precisely because she took a fancy to the kind of peerless power the other party possessed.

She hoped that in the cruel family inheritance battle in the future, she could use Mira’s power to increase her winning odds.

And later, when she knew that there was an even more powerful man behind Mira, her first reaction was anger and dissatisfaction.

But in the subsequent contact, as Tang Song’s unfathomable strength was revealed bit by bit.

That dissatisfaction also gradually, uncontrollably, turned into a different kind of emotion full of desire for challenge and conquest.

But no matter what, deep in her heart, her greatest desire had always been—to control the entire Kate family.

Tang Song looked at the blonde beauty who was in the midst of a fierce inner struggle, a smile of certainty on his mouth.

In the state of [Tang Song’s Reflection], he could clearly "see" the invisible giant net that "Dream Tang Song" had already laid out globally.

And Annie and the Kate family behind her were undoubtedly the most important and core link in this net.

The Tang Jin system is certainly powerful, but its foundation ultimately lies in Asia, in China.

When facing the old-world financial order with America as the core and strict barriers, they are still "outsiders" and will be subject to various explicit and implicit rules and political suppression.

But the Kate family is different.

As a top-tier financial group that has existed for over a hundred years, its tentacles have long been deeply rooted in the financial lifeline of America and even the entire Western world.

And Annie in front of him is the perfect "Trojan horse" he chose.

Completely conquering this horse is also something he must do!

He could feel that the progress was almost there.

In the noisy banquet hall, the atmosphere had reached its peak.

Tian Chengye was pulling his daughter Xiao Jing, circling among several of the most important business old friends like Qin Dechang, the excitement and pride on his face almost overflowing.

Just at this moment, a pleasant voice sounded: "Mr. Tian, Xiao Jing."

Mo Xiangwan walked over, a professional and friendly smile on her face.

Xiao Jing greeted sweetly: "Sister Xiangwan."

Tian Chengye immediately stopped the conversation and said respectfully: "Ms. Mo, hello."

Mo Xiangwan smiled and opened her handbag, took out a business card that was simple in design but of extremely high quality, and handed it over.

"Hello, Mr. Tian, let’s officially get to know each other."

Tian Chengye took the business card, his pupils shaking violently.

[Tang Zong Entertainment CEO, Mo Xiangwan]

Xiao Jing, who was peeking from the side, was also stunned, her eyes widening slightly.

No wonder she felt familiar before, the name was also very familiar, so it was that Mo Xiangwan! Su Yu’s former agent!

The two instantly understood that the Echo girl group flash mob before was not some random "surprise project."

But a "gift" personally arranged by this entertainment queen for Tang Song’s sake.

"So it’s Director Mo, forgive my lack of courtesy, forgive my lack of courtesy!" Tian Chengye immediately put away the business card carefully.

The head of the top entertainment group in the country was also a big shot he absolutely couldn't have contacted before!

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The 3 of them exchanged greetings for a few sentences together.

Mo Xiangwan smiled and clinked glasses with Tian Chengye, saying casually: "Mr. Tian, there is one more thing. Two days ago, when I was talking to Ms. Ouyang, we happened to chat about the technical bottleneck currently encountered by Huineng Electronics. Ms. Ouyang appreciates your strength in the new energy field very much. She asked me to convey to you that if Director Tian is interested, she is very willing to arrange for relevant technical experts from Tang Yi Precision to have an in-depth technical exchange with Huineng’s team to see if there is any room for cooperation."

These words were said lightly, but they were like a heavy bomb, exploding in Tian Chengye’s heart, goosebumps rising all over his body—a technical cooperation opportunity with Tang Yi Precision?!

This could no longer be described as a "once-in-a-lifetime" opportunity; this was a heaven-sent opportunity that could change the landscape of the entire industry!

With Tang Yi Precision’s technical endorsement and in-depth cooperation, Huineng Electronics could not only instantly solve the technical problems at hand, but also seize this opportunity to truly stand firm in the domestic new energy supply chain!

This—this was no longer a simple favor, this was a heaven-sized favor!

Tian Chengye’s gaze flickered violently, and he couldn't care about status and face, bowing excitedly toward Mo Xiangwan: "Thank you, Director Mo! This is of course something I’ve been praying for; from now on, if you have any need for me, Tian Chengye, or Huineng Electronics, just say the word!"

At the same time, he was also thinking quickly in the flash of lightning. Those two minority shareholders in the company who had always been at odds with him and had been jumping up and down recently taking advantage of the crisis—this news must absolutely, absolutely not let them know in advance!

He must, before the cooperation is officially announced, quietly recover the equity they hold at the lowest price!

After chatting for a few more sentences.

Mo Xiangwan politely said goodbye to everyone, holding her wine glass, and turned to walk toward the terrace area where Tang Song was.

Xiao Jing looked at this warm-hearted "Sister Xiangwan," her mood complex and difficult to understand.

Just when they were still immersed in the huge shock.

Luo Bin and Shangguan Qiuya walked over side by side.

"Ms. Tian, regarding that equity transfer agreement, I will follow up on the whole process next to help you complete all the delivery procedures. Considering your personal information security, you can choose to directly carry out the equity change and hold 'Jingyi Asset' yourself; if you don't want to be exposed to the public eye for the time being, we can also draft a nominee holding agreement for you, continuing to have 'Jingyi Asset' as the nominal shareholder, while you are the sole beneficiary."

"Okay, thank you Director Luo!"

"Thank you Lawyer Luo!"

Shangguan Qiuya on the side added at the right time: "The current legal representative and shareholder of Jingyi Asset is a friend of mine. Xiao Jing and Director Tian, don't worry, I will also personally follow up on all subsequent coordination work to ensure that there will be no mistakes."

Tian Chengye and Xiao Jing were stunned.

Luo Bin was easy to explain, after all, he was a lawyer himself.

But Shangguan Qiuya was Director Jin’s private assistant, actually coming to follow up on this kind of "small matter" personally?

What this represented behind it was naturally Tang Song’s unfathomable influence.

Xiao Jing’s eyes turned, and she immediately smiled sweetly: "Then thank you so much, Sister Shangguan!"

Shangguan Qiuya patted her shoulder dotingly and turned to look at Tian Chengye.

She smiled: "Oh, by the way, Director Tian, there is one more thing."

"The strategic investment department of Smile Capital has always been very interested in new energy enterprises with core technical potential."

"I wonder if Huineng Electronics has any new financing needs recently?"

The corner of Tian Chengye’s eye twitched, his breathing became rapid,

his brain even had a brief blank.

Even if he had already witnessed Tang Song’s mystery and energy, that was still limited to the level of "personal wealth" and "human connections," not directly touching his most core pain point.

But at this moment, with the successive openings of Mo Xiangwan and Shangguan Qiuya.

Technology, capital—

The two major desperate situations he had been unable to solve for months, sleepless, seeking help everywhere, and exhausting his energy, were solved so easily!?

Huge, indescribable ecstasy, like an irresistible flood, instantly drowned him.

And Xiao Jing on the side was not so excited; her plump chest heaved, looking at this elder sister Shangguan, and then thinking of Director Mo just now.

She instantly thought of many, many things.

"Then I won't disturb you anymore, Xiao Jing, happy birthday again."

"Thank you, Sister Shangguan."

Shangguan Qiuya nodded gently and turned to leave.

Coming to the rest area in front of the terrace, she first glanced at Zheng Qiudong and Wu Kezhi who were frowning and thinking beside her, and then looked at Annie who seemed to be resting with her eyes closed.

Only then did she exhale lightly and push open the glass door of the terrace.

Looking at that straight, elegant, and impeccable back, Shangguan Qiuya gathered her throbbing mind.

She stepped closer, lowered her voice and said: "Director Tang, I also have something here that I need to report to you."

Tang Song turned slightly, looking at her nervous and hesitant expression, seeming to have sensed something, "Speak."

"In the middle of next month, Smile Holdings will hold its annual general meeting of shareholders in New York." Shangguan Qiuya’s speaking speed was a bit fast, as if every word had been carefully considered, "At the meeting, a major resolution regarding an investment in the North American AI industry will be discussed."

"You are currently—the actual controller of Silent Crown, and also a shareholder of Smile Holdings."

"I want to confirm in advance, will you attend in person?"

The birthday party was about to come to an end.

The effect of the gift prepared by Director Jin was very good, plus the series of chat paving just now.

She felt it was time to make this invitation.

This was also the main purpose and task of her trip.

Tang Song’s hand holding the wine glass paused, a ripple flashing in the depths of his eyes.

New York. General meeting of shareholders. Secretary Jin—this was probably a probe and summons from Secretary Jin.

He had now obtained 5% of Smile Holdings’ equity and had begun to step onto the front stage step by step with the help of Rongliu Capital.

Of course, he also wanted to see her very much.

However, in the current role system, characters like Secretary Jin could only be contacted through "role interaction tasks"—

Sensing Tang Song’s silence, Shangguan Qiuya’s heart couldn't help but lift.

Thinking of Director Jin’s eyes, she finally summoned the courage, leaned close to Tang Song’s side, and whispered: "Director Tang, today is November 12th; it has been exactly one year since you left Meigou Technology, Director Jin misses you very much."

These words caused an indescribable throb in Tang Song’s heart.

November 7th last year, the beginning of winter, Monday.

He ate the last meal of dumplings with his white moonlight in that small rental room in Tiantongyuan.

Then, he sent her to the airport.

And a few days later, on the 11th, Friday, he officially resigned from Meigou Technology.

In reality, that was probably when he lost contact with Secretary Jin.

From Secretary Jin’s perspective, he had "disappeared" for a whole year.

Tang Song, who was in the [Reflection] state, could even cross the distance of time and space and remotely "feel" her deep, complex longing and expectation.

He pursed his lips, just about to say something.

A crisp system prompt sounded in his ears:

"Ding! You have triggered the role interaction task [Smile’s General Meeting of Shareholders], please go to [Task Center] to view."

Tang Song accepted the sudden surprise in an instant.

He opened the system interface calmly and entered the [Task Center].

[Task Content: Smile Holdings will hold its annual general meeting of shareholders in New York on December 14, 2023. Please go to New York during the meeting, attend the Smile Holdings general meeting of shareholders in person for the first time as a representative of Silent Crown, participate in the final vote on this major resolution, and have an in-depth, formal meeting with Secretary Jin, making "Role-Secretary Jin" smile at least 10 times.]

[Task Reward: Role Interaction Pack]

[Note 1: Interaction content is limited to the scope stipulated by the system.]

[Note 2: Interaction time is from the beginning of the general meeting of shareholders to the end of the general meeting of shareholders. During this period, the player must strictly play the identity of Silent Crown representative.]

[Note 3: Completing the task will unlock part of the role permissions]

After a quick scan, even though he was in an absolute rational state, his heart couldn't help but accelerate.

This time, it was no longer a hazy and illusory meeting in a dream.

Nor was it communication across a phone.

But a real, contact, conversation, and meeting with her in reality.

He would see her up close, he would touch her, he would feel her temperature and heartbeat.

Amidst intense excitement and thrill, rationality and meticulousness still existed.

Tang Song quickly thought of something else.

He opened the system warehouse, his gaze falling on a golden feather prop.

[Light Feather of Memory*1]: "When the player is in a familiar scene and their mindset changes, it will be automatically triggered, helping you find that memory fragment hidden in the dream."

[Note 1: Exploring the past is also a great way to improve yourself; what exactly was I doing in 2019~2020]

According to the previously unlocked memories, at the end of 2018, after he completed the [Star Cultivation] task and faded out of Tang Zong Entertainment, he devoted all his heart to the fields of finance and technology.

That period was also the key time when Jingwu Capital, Smile Holdings, and the "Tang Jin Family Office" were expanding rapidly and laying out pieces globally.

New York, as the global financial center, as one of the most important overseas headquarters of the "Tang Jin Family Office."

Must also be a place where "Dream Tang Song" once left footprints.

Combined with the development history of these companies he understood before.

In the flash of lightning, Tang Song’s thinking completed a perfect logical deduction.

Going to New York this time to attend the Smile Holdings general meeting of shareholders.

He was extremely likely to trigger this [Light Feather of Memory] there.

Looking at the Tang Zong who always remained cold and steady, seeming not to be moved by anything.

Shangguan Qiuya’s heart sank bit by bit.

Director Jin was extremely expectant about this, and the general meeting of shareholders was specifically placed in New York, at that time, which seemed to have some special commemorative significance because something happened there with Director Tang.

Director Jin was extremely expectant of this, and the fact that the shareholders' meeting was specifically placed in New York, at that particular time, seemed to hold some special commemorative significance regarding what had happened there with Tang Zong.

Yet, as it appeared now, this mission was likely to fail.

She glanced at Tang Song’s handsome, indifferent profile, bit her lip, and sighed softly in her heart.

She was just about to return to her seat.

That clear, magnetic voice finally sounded slowly: "Tell your Director Jin, see you in New York next month."

A simple sentence, yet it exploded like a thunderclap in Shangguan Qiuya’s ears.

Her expression froze; suppressing the inner excitement, she said with a trembling voice: "Understood—Tang Zong!"

Sitting nearby, Wu Kezhi, Zheng Qiudong, and the others, who had been silently observing, instantly shifted their gazes, their minds racing with a thousand thoughts.

They were all speculating about something.

However, one thing was certain: the meeting between Tang Zong and Director Jin would absolutely influence the direction of the family office.

Mo Xiangwan’s chest heaved; she lowered her head, a flash of worry and concern in her eyes.

9:30 PM.

The music gradually slowed and softened.

Wu Kezhi and the others stood up one after another to take their leave.

Tang Song held Xiao Jing’s hand and, together with Tian Chengye and his wife, saw them out of the banquet hall.

At the moment of parting, Annie walked up to Tang Song, first swept a glance at Xiao Jing who was standing obediently nearby, and then gave Tang Song an extremely intimate hug.

She whispered in his ear: "Song, I am looking forward to playing a more exciting game with you next; I believe you will like it."

After speaking, she let go, walked away with a sexy, alluring gait, and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Having sent off this group of "deities," Tian Chengye and his wife let out a long breath and then turned their gaze toward Tang Song.

Just as they were about to say something.

Tang Song spoke first: "Uncle Tian, Auntie, it’s getting late; I should head back too."

"Oh, alright, alright."

"Take care on the road! That, Jingjing, hurry, go see Tang Song off!" Chen Man hurriedly pushed her daughter.

"Mm-hmm." Xiao Jing blinked sweetly, took the initiative to hold Tang Song’s hand, and walked him all the way to the exclusive elevator lobby on the 23rd floor.

The clamor of voices faded away completely.

The air held only the faint scent of high-end fragrance and the sound of their intertwined breathing.

Their eyes met.

Tang Song’s lips curled upward as he looked into her sparkling eyes: "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

Xiao Jing suddenly stepped forward, leaning close to him.

Her voice was soft and sweet: "Brother Tang Song, didn't you say—you would teach me to correct the mistakes I made, one by one, tonight? I just happened to book a 'classroom' in the presidential suite on the 30th floor, and I'll be staying there tonight. But, you have to wait until after 10:30 to come over. I have to send my friends away first, and then I have to go 'preview' my homework properly."

She paused, her warm breath blowing against Tang Song’s earlobe, making it itch.

Using awkward Japanese, she said: "Arigato, Tang Song-sama, I am fully prepared. It is fine for you to let me enjoy your special lesson—"

Listening to her words and looking at the sweet, obedient appearance of his little perverted girlfriend.

Tang Song’s heart warmed slightly, and he kissed her rosy cheek.

"Very good, it seems Xiao Jing is determined to correct herself thoroughly, then... see you later."

"See you later, bye-bye~"

The elevator doors slowly closed.

Xiao Jing’s sexy and moving figure disappeared from sight.

"Swish!"

The instance interface appeared once again.

The background scene began to change rapidly, the magnificent and resplendent setting rotating amidst flowing light and color.

Xiao Jing’s laughter and tears under the brilliant lights, Wu Kezhi’s composure and speculation, Zheng Qiudong’s sharpness and fear, Annie’s wildness and...

obedience...

All the images finally converged and froze before a profound reflection.

Immediately following, lines of text jumped out:

[Special Event Instance—Tian Jing’s Birthday Party, cleared]

[Evaluating results...]

[Player (Tang Song) rating: SS (Outstanding)]

[You have gained "Charm +2"]

[You have gained "Language - Japanese Proficiency Skill"]

["Tang Song’s Reflection" effect has vanished]

Immediately after, a strange sense of detachment came from the deepest part of Tang Song’s mind.

His body felt suddenly light, then slowly sank.

That feeling of absolute rationality receded rapidly like a tide.

It gave him a dizzying sensation of waking from a dream, but at the same time, that absolute elegance, rationality, and composure derived from the [Reflection] did not completely disappear.

Some peculiar insights and things that had settled remained in his mind forever.

*Hoo.* Tang Song let out a long breath, then was enveloped by a great sense of satisfaction.

This instance was a bumper harvest!

Not only did he successfully trigger the real-world interaction mission with [Secretary Jin], but his [Charm] rating had also surged by an unprecedented 2 points at once!

And perhaps because of Xiao Jing, he was also gifted an extra [Japanese Proficiency] skill.

"Ding—" The exclusive elevator stopped slowly at the Guyi Business Club on the 5th floor.

Tang Song stepped out of the elevator and, under the respectful guidance of the reception staff, walked straight into a quiet and private tea room suite.

He sipped some top-grade Da Hong Pao tea that had been brewed in advance and sank comfortably into the wide, soft sofa.

Only then did he refocus his attention on the system interface.

First, check personal information.

[Player: Tang Song (84 Charm)]

[Role: Songmei Apparel - President]

[Height: 185CM, Weight: 80KG]

[Physique: 83, Stamina: 84, Agility: 82, Aptitude: 85]

Charm rating successfully reached 84 points!

Perhaps due to the [Reflection]’s influence on his thinking and mental power, his Agility increased by 4 points at once!

After browsing the brand-new personal information panel.

Tang Song entered the warehouse with satisfaction to check the details of the newly acquired items.

[Language - Japanese Proficiency Skill]: After use, this skill will "awaken" after you enter a dream, automatically mastering the Japanese syllabary, vocabulary, grammar, pronunciation, and intonation, enabling fluent listening, speaking, reading, and writing, and understanding the cultural background of the Sakura Country.

[Note: Besides "Sumimasen," you might be able to teach her more vocabulary.]

He must let Xiao Jing learn more Japanese tonight; always saying "Sumimasen," even the system couldn't stand it.

Without hesitation, he used it immediately.

After doing this, Tang Song closed his eyes gently.

He tried to think and perceive his current state in detail.

The clearest feeling was that his thinking had become clearer and sharper.

The business logic and human maneuvering that previously required deliberate analysis and judgment were now exceptionally transparent.

A subtle sense of control began to flow out.

10:30 PM.

Lanfeng International Hotel, 30th floor, presidential suite.

"Beep—"

The door lock made an imperceptible sound, and the heavy double doors slid open silently.

Tang Song stepped inside.

The gorgeous hanging chandelier cast a soft, warm light.

The air was filled with a faint, high-end fragrance mixed with rose and sandalwood, ambiguous and quiet.

The entire suite was exceptionally quiet.

Changing into slippers, he walked through the empty living room.

Tang Song slowed his pace a little.

The door to the master bedroom was ajar, not completely closed.

A soft halo of light shone through the crack, illuminating a small, warm area of the long-pile carpet in the hallway.

Clearly, his "Bai Fumei" friend was already prepared to welcome his upcoming "instruction."

Tang Song smiled and reached out to push the door open.

The next second, his breathing suddenly hitched, and his footsteps stopped involuntarily.

In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, the neon lights of the bustling, brilliant city flowed slightly.

Xiao Jing sat on the soft, thick carpet, wearing a holy, tube-top wedding dress that seemed to glow.

A hazy and light veil hung down naturally.

The skirt spread out in layers, gently supporting her slender and sexy "innate JK holy body."

Her long, seaweed-like black hair draped smoothly over her shoulders.

Making her already sweet and pretty face appear even more dreamlike.

Intricate and exquisite lace patterns tightly wrapped her perky C-cup breasts, spreading all the way down like vines entwined around a holy sacrifice.

Before him, she was so beautiful she didn't seem mortal, like a bride about to sacrifice herself to the gods.

This extreme visual impact made Tang Song’s heartbeat accelerate uncontrollably, again and again.

"Song, am I pretty?" Xiao Jing tilted her head, her eyes sparkling with innocent joy and tenderness.

She had actually already seen the answer.

"Very pretty," Tang Song’s voice was a bit hoarse, "like... an angel."

The simple, direct praise made a smile bloom on Xiao Jing’s face that was brighter than the neon lights outside the window.

The entire room seemed to brighten by several degrees because of her.

"Then... Tang Song-sama," she adjusted her sitting posture, legs together and slightly curled, asking in a tone that was almost devout and trembling, "Now, can we begin the 'lesson' for me?"

"Of course."

"Then... please be strict with Xiao Jing!" She bit her lower lip, a hint of morbid expectation rising in her eyes.

Tang Song did not speak again.

He walked to her step by step, looking down to admire the "bride" before him.

Then, he slowly leaned down and kissed her moist, fragrant red lips.

Xiao Jing let out a satisfied moan, leaning back and supporting herself with her hands on the soft carpet behind her.

The deep cleavage, squeezed by the wedding dress, appeared even more breathtaking.

Tang Song’s kisses moved downward like a prairie fire.

Igniting one scorching mark after another on her cold, white skin. He could clearly feel the violent trembling of the body in his arms and smell that unique, intoxicating scent on her, a mixture of floral and a young girl’s natural fragrance.

After a long time.

When he raised his head again, Xiao Jing’s sweet face was already flushed.

Her eyes were dazed, as if covered by a layer of mist.

Tang Song’s fingers moved behind her, found the zipper of the wedding dress, and applied slight force.

Preparing to slowly peel off this holy "sacrifice."

Just then, Xiao Jing suddenly stopped him: "No need to take it off, wearing this... is fine—"

She had originally planned to wear the most beautiful clothes and complete the final step with Tang Song in front of the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Quancheng.

And a romantic, beautiful wedding dress was undoubtedly the best choice.

It would also make her Tang Song-sama remember this moment forever.

Immediately after, Xiao Jing gently bit Tang Song’s finger, the force of her teeth just right.

Both teasing and submissive.

Her eyes revealed a morbid daze and madness, as if she were sacrificing her own soul.

"If... if my Tang Song-sama feels it’s inconvenient, you... you can tear it open—"

Looking at this "Bai Fumei" friend, who was both pure and seductive, and crazy to the extreme.

Tang Song’s breathing became rapid, and his fingers suddenly applied force.

Xiao Jing let out a whimper, as if she were immensely looking forward to the destructive tearing.

"Teng—"

Tang Song directly picked her up from the floor.

Then he discovered that, beneath the layers of the wedding dress, some strange and special items were hidden.

Xiao Jing panted and said:

"Please... punish Xiao Jing... even if you tear me apart too... it is... okay—"