Chapter 60: A Little Competition Between Women

In the warm and quiet office, the two standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window fell silent at the same time.

Each felt the joy and imagination in their hearts at this moment.

After a long while.

"President Tang."

"Speak!"

"Tsk tsk, it's really different after the company is established, even the way you speak has such momentum." Gao Mengting crossed her arms and looked at him from the side: "What are the arrangements next?"

"The first thing is to recruit the employees we need as quickly as possible: finance, HR, anchor, operations, planning, customer service."

Gao Mengting pondered for a moment and said: "Our early business is very simple. Finance can hire a part-time accountant, and I can handle the anchor, operations, and HR all by myself, which can save a large sum of expenses."

The revenue in the startup stage is very low, and it might even lose quite a bit of money.

She had stumbled all the way here, and she had expectations in her heart, but Tang Song was different. It was his first time starting a business.

She hoped to reduce costs to the greatest extent to avoid Tang Song losing his fighting spirit because of losing money.

Tang Song said seriously: "You don't need to worry about the money. Since we have already established a company, we should naturally be more formal. After all, one person's energy is limited, and I hope the company can get on the right track as soon as possible."

Gao Mengting bit her lower lip with her teeth and nodded gently: "I understand."

"Based on the startup plan we discussed before, I've organized a very detailed development strategy. I'll send it to you later. You can see if there are any problems."

"Okay, President Gao."

Hearing this title again, Tang Song's mouth curved into a wide arc, his mood feeling better than ever.

This was the benefit of being his own boss. He could formulate the company's strategic planning and development direction according to his own wishes.

When playing the game "Male God Growth Plan," he had this feeling.

In fact, in order to smoothly advance the plot in the game, he had also checked a lot of knowledge related to management, finance, economics, and the market, but it was far from enough, just "armchair strategy."

Now, participating in the creation, planning, and development of a company from beginning to end was also quite interesting.

What's more, there was such a beautiful and capable partner, and working together was also very pleasing to the eye.

Thinking of this, Tang Song thought of Secretary Jin again.

In the game, she accompanied him from the start of his business. Her identity was secretary, but she was more like a partner.

And in reality, the object had been replaced by Gao Mengting.

Tang Song turned around and met her gaze, smiling: "Our company's future will far exceed your imagination, and you won't regret your decision."

"I believe it."

Gao Mengting dodged her gaze somewhat unnaturally, pursing her lips and looking out the window.

The first time she saw him was at the Mingjun Auto Repair Factory.

In her impression, he was a very ordinary boy with average temperament. She had seen many such boys and knew many of them.

But Tang Song at this moment had become completely different, not only more handsome and upright in appearance, but also having more inexplicable style.

She wasn't unfamiliar with this style; she once had it herself.

That was self-confidence, self-confidence strong enough to overflow.

Such a man, even if he was unkempt or sloppy, as long as you made eye contact with him, you could still feel his uniqueness.

Gao Mengting had never been a "face-control," and she valued a boy's connotation and ability more.

The current Tang Song gave her a feeling of being very charming.

"Da!" Tang Song snapped his fingers crisply and smiled at Gao Mengting: "It's almost lunchtime, let's go, partner! I'll treat you to a big meal!"

"Then I must slaughter you."

With the heavy burden on her shoulders all unloaded and the company just established, Gao Mengting's mood was also very good.

She opened her tote bag, packed the company's documents, closed her computer, and followed Tang Song out of the office.

While waiting for the elevator, the two also agreed on a location.

Gao Mengting had worked here for 3 years and knew all the restaurants nearby like the back of her hand.

On such a day worth celebrating, she didn't act coy and chose a high-end Western restaurant with a good reputation.

Walking into the spacious and bright elevator, they pressed the B2 button.

The two leaned against the silver wall on the inside, chatting in low voices about recruitment.

"Ding—" The elevator stopped steadily on the 19th floor.

The elevator door opened slowly.

A fresh, moist fragrance came, like the smell of sea breeze and air after rain.

Tang Song's nose twitched, and he subconsciously looked up.

He saw a somewhat familiar figure.

Wearing a dark gray women's suit, stepping on black thin high heels, her exposed legs were fair and slender, and she was holding a blue work badge in her hand.

After seeing her pretty face clearly, Tang Song quickly recalled.

It was Little Xue, whom he had seen when eating at Shengweige.

The reason Tang Song had a deep impression of her was because of the sharp contrast she had created before.

She had a friend who drove a Porsche, claimed to have a friend with a Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon coming to pick her up, but finally took a Corolla.

He didn't expect to run into her at Yunxi Tower today. It seemed she also worked here, which was quite a coincidence.

Tang Song followed the open elevator door and looked into the hallway.

[Yancheng Rongxin Venture Capital Co., Ltd.]

The scale seemed not small, occupying an entire floor of office space.

Walking into the elevator, seeming to see that there

He swayed left and right as if no one were around, pulled his phone from his pocket, struck a pose, and took a few selfies.

Noticing Tang Song’s gaze, Gao Mengting, who was beside him, also looked toward Xiao Xue.

Large eyes, a high nose bridge, straight eyebrows, a pointed chin, and fair skin.

She was taller than her, likely 173 centimeters; with high heels and a suit skirt, she looked very tall and sexy, giving off the vibe of an urban white-collar elite.

Gao Mengting raised her eyebrows and subconsciously stood up straight.

She had also put a lot of effort into her outfit today, and with her curvaceous figure, she actually didn't fall far behind.

However, her features were more gentle and elegant; she wasn't the same style as this "internet celebrity face," nor did she have such an ostentatious aura.

Xiao Xue seemed to sense something; she put down her phone and rested her left hand on her right elbow, revealing a bright, white-gold watch on her wrist.

"Ding—" The elevator slowly came to a stop on the first floor.

Xiao Xue swept a glance at Gao Mengting with a smile on her lips, lifted her chin slightly, and walked out with measured steps.

Her graceful posture and swaying hips instantly attracted the gazes of many men.

Gao Mengting’s eye twitched, and as her gaze shifted slightly, she saw that Tang Song was still staring at the other woman’s back.

She felt a sense of frustration for no apparent reason.

She looked down at her own silk-stockinged legs; they didn't seem much worse, did they?

"Let's go, Mengting."

"Oh." Gao Mengting replied and followed Tang Song outside.

"Click—"

"Get in."

Gao Mengting pulled open the car door and sat in the passenger seat.

Closing the door, Tang Song turned his head and smiled: "I thought you’d be surprised; my attempt to show off failed, haha."

Gao Mengting glanced at him and suddenly beamed: "I was indeed quite surprised. Given your status, Mr. Tang, your ride is only a 3 Series; I thought it would at least be a Bentley."

"Uh..." Tang Song’s mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

Gao Mengting blinked, adjusted her seat on her own, fastened her seatbelt, and stretched out her legs.

Her legs, wrapped in black silk stockings, were crossed, faintly revealing the delicate luster of her skin.

The curves of her legs were smooth and natural, the muscle lines visible yet subtle, exuding an air of healthy vitality.

Tang Song’s gaze gradually drifted downward, and he couldn't help but take a few extra looks.

"Let's go, Mr. Tang."

Gao Mengting smiled and placed her large tote bag on her lap, blocking his view.