[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets":3,"chapter-maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-259":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Maxing Out Charisma, Inheriting Game Assets",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1705546,2178,"Chapter 259: Wings in Motion","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-259",259,"\u003Cp>Yanjing Huating, Building 6\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I’m going to Su Yu’s concert tonight. The ticket’s from my boyfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, thank you, Teacher Mengchu. You’ve been a great help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bye~ Once you’re done with this round of training, I’ll treat you to a big meal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up the phone, Zhao Yaqian glanced at the clock: 13:40.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The concert officially starts at 8:00 p.m., with entry allowed an hour or two beforehand. There was still plenty of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thud-thud-thud—” Wearing slippers, Zhao Yaqian hurried into the east-facing bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had set this room up as a partial study.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In one corner stood a small wooden bookshelf, accompanied by a height-adjustable desk and an ergonomic chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the initial confusion and frustration, Zhao Yaqian had steeled herself to dive into online searches, researching the beauty industry’s current state, market trends, and future projections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the more she read, the more bewildered she became.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This task, assigned by her boyfriend, was clearly beyond her depth, but she was determined not to let him down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeking help, she reached out to the most knowledgeable person in her network—Teacher Zhang Mengchu from Zoryue Vocational Training School.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Mengchu, with extensive experience and sharp market insights, had enthusiastically offered her assistance after learning about her intentions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the segmented market, non-surgical aesthetic treatments are growing rapidly. By 2023, the market size is expected to expand to 146.1 billion yuan, driving the industry's growth. Additionally, comprehensive beauty spas…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>3:00 p.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qianqian! I’m back!” A familiar voice called from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yawning, Zhao Yaqian rubbed her temples and shouted, “Tingzi, I’m here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She got up and headed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She truly disliked reading, especially dense market analysis documents. Her brain felt sluggish, and the constant need to look things up only made it worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed she’d have to ask her cousin and Little Xue for help later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she opened the door, she nearly bumped into a rushing He Liting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our company gave us the afternoon off! Qianqian, start getting ready—do your makeup, pick your outfit. Let’s grab dinner downstairs at 5:00 and head out right after.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s only 3:00! Leaving at 6:00 would still be fine. I want to nap a bit.” Another yawn escaped her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How can you sleep right now? We’ve got front-row VIP seats in the inner section, super close to Su Yu! Plus, the Olympic Center is packed today. It’s better to go early and avoid any hassle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While He Liting wasn’t exactly a fangirl, the infectious buzz at her company had swept her along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll go do my makeup.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s do it together! It’s a big day—I want to use your fancy makeup. Gorgeous and generous Miss Zhao surely won’t refuse, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course not, Miss Zhao the Unrivaled!” Zhao Yaqian quipped, playfully arching her fluffy brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughing, the two headed to the vanity table in the master bedroom’s walk-in closet and got busy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After more than half an hour, He Liting, having finished applying her lipstick, turned to her sexy and stunning cousin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about the upcoming concert, she hesitated briefly before speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qianqian, there’s something I need to tell you in advance, so you’re mentally prepared.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh? What is it?” Zhao Yaqian asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Biting her lip, He Liting said softly, “One of our colleagues coming to the concert is our company’s VP, Gao Mengting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gao Mengting… Isn’t she Brother Song’s business partner?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yeah, I’ve mentioned her before. She’s Tang Song’s age, really pretty, and they’re quite close.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Liting looked at her cousin with some concern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the invitation seats Tang Song had provided were mostly scattered, they weren’t far apart. It’d be easy to run into each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from Gao, there was also that wealthy beauty from the barbecue restaurant. Who knew if she’d show up tonight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they all met, there could be some drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, Zhao Yaqian said, “Tingzi, don’t tell anyone I’m Tang Song’s girlfriend. Just say I’m your cousin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He Liting pressed her lips together and nodded lightly, sighing internally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qianqian was growing up—more mature and understanding. Some things didn’t need to be spelled out for her to grasp them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smile quickly returned to Zhao Yaqian’s face. Twirling in front of the mirror, she asked coyly, “Tingzi, doesn’t my new wine-red hair look gorgeous? Do you think Brother Song will be smitten when he sees me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Absolutely! Seeing the stunning Qianqian, he’ll probably want to sweep you off your feet right then and there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hehe, Zhao the Unrivaled! Brother Song loves me the most!” Winking at her reflection, she laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ring ring—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her phone buzzed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Little Xue,” she said, smiling. “She’s probably done with work and heading over. Perfect timing—let’s all go to the concert together.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yanjing Huating, Building 1\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ding-dong—ding-dong—” The doorbell rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The housekeeper glanced at the screen and quickly opened the door. “Miss Qin, welcome! Miss Tian is waiting for you in her room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks, Aunt Pei.” Qin Hua switched to disposable slippers and knocked on a door. “Little Jing, open up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a pause, a faint click sounded, and the door opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Coming!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qin Hua’s expression turned suspicious. “What took you so long? You weren’t up to something shady, were you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Jing swatted her friend’s hip and pouted, “Don’t overthink. I was just taking some photos for my boyfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What photos? Let me see.” Qin Hua held out her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Jing’s face turned crimson. “No way! It’s a little fun between couples.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clutching her phone, she darted to the bedside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, she had sent Tang Song a message while wearing a stunning gold dress, asking if he’d be attending tonight’s concert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song had asked her to send some selfies, showing unexpected interest in her choice of attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Embarrassed yet excited, she’d removed her leggings to take a few daring shots, only to be interrupted by her best friend’s arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Backstage at the Yanjing Olympic Center\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Mingying jogged after her colleagues into the backstage work hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-cluttered space was now pristine and orderly, with everyone hard at work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrival of Tang Zong Entertainment’s CEO—a pivotal figure within Xingyun International—was an event of immense significance. Such a high-profile figure seldom visited concert backstages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a tense ten-minute wait, a group of security personnel entered, escorting several individuals. The sheer presence they commanded was overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the forefront stood a striking pair—a man and a woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman, recognizable from countless industry news articles, was none other than the former star agent and artist director, now Tang Zong Entertainment’s CEO.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her was a young man dressed in a white shirt and jeans, his figure lean yet toned. His features were sharp, with an understated confidence that made it difficult to discern his emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Mingying glanced discreetly, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was this young man with the poise to walk alongside a figure as formidable as CEO Mo?The rightful source is Novᴇl_Fire(.)net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the group passed, a female secretary broke away, walking toward Zhao’s team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her calm, authoritative voice carried through:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Zhao, please head over. CEO Mo has some instructions for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Administrative Office\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft knock echoed on the far end of the corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enter,” came a composed, authoritative voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three staff members stepped in, their postures immediately stiffening at the sight of the boss seated on the sofa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xiangwan gave a subtle nod, her gaze sweeping across the trio. She gestured gracefully toward the young man beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Tang Song, President Tang. He will provide you with instructions. Please give him your full cooperation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, CEO Mo!” The trio responded swiftly, stealing glances at the man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s features exuded both warmth and authority, his calm demeanor captivating. Even in the presence of Mo Xiangwan, he appeared perfectly composed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Backstage Rehearsal Room\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gentle, ethereal sound of the guitar filled the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xiangwan stood silently, watching Tang Song strum with precision. Her mind wandered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had long known Tang Song as a man of unmatched intellect and foresight. To see him now, taking the stage for Su Yu’s sake, was deeply surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xiangwan had been Su Yu’s manager and confidante for years. She knew her better than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Su Yu, Tang Song wasn’t merely a lover. He was her anchor—her emotional lifeline.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She glanced at her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu had arrived backstage with the guest performers, ready for her warm-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond a few walls, Tang Song was rehearsing. Their reunion was imminent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu’s Resting Room\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu lay reclined in a lounge chair, her half-closed eyes serene, her silhouette illuminated by the soft lighting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tranquility radiated an otherworldly charm, a habit of hers whenever anxiety struck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing footsteps approach, she turned slightly, her long hair brushing against her elegant neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sister Xiangwan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How are the preparations going?” Mo Xiangwan asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everything’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief exchange, Mo Xiangwan looked into Su Yu’s clear eyes and suddenly said, “Tang Song told me he’ll be at your concert tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Yu froze, her body stiffening, her gaze flickering with emotion. Tears welled up in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, she closed them, letting the tears flow silently down her flawless face.\u003C\u002Fp>",1530,"2026-06-06T14:41:47.871Z",1,"novelbin.me","1f5f4b6ee2f247ef53b4440abfe25a58013d128ccc6a347cb61ddc0e0bc06b87","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-260","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-258",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]