[{"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-374":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},1705511,2178,"Chapter 374: Secretary Jin’s Walk-In Closet","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-374",374,"\u003Cp>August 12, 2023, Saturday, overcast, 24~32°C.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 5 AM, Tang Song woke up from his sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a night of rest, under the effects of 【Heartthrob Aura (LV4)】 and Wen Ruan’s blessing buff, his body was in peak condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His energy was abundant, and his mind was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting up, he flashed a confident smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The phone on his bedside table lit up, and the notification of a bank deposit set the tone for a great start to the day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He changed into a 【Unlimited Vigor】 sports outfit in his walk-in closet, took the elevator straight to the first floor, and stepped out of the front door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The morning breeze carried a slight chill, refreshing and pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The summer greenery of Yanjing Huating was full of vitality, brimming with life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a serious shower, he carefully shaved with a manual razor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing naked in front of the mirror, Tang Song examined himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips were red, his teeth white, and his smile dazzling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His muscle definition was sharp and smooth—eight-pack abs, broad shoulders, narrow waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reflection in the mirror was no longer the same person who had left Beijing—he had transformed completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wondered what Bai Yueguang would think if she saw him now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping into his walk-in closet, Tang Song dressed in a carefully selected outfit:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Hermès linen shirt in white and green—cool, comfortable, and exquisitely tailored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Loro Piana cotton casual pants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gucci leather shoes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were all clothes picked out for him by Qian Qian—perfectly coordinated, exuding both luxury and business sophistication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fastened a Vacheron Constantin Overseas watch on his wrist, then picked up a pair of Ray-Ban Aviator sunglasses, a gift from Wen Ruan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying them on, he nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, a good portion of his wardrobe—clothing and accessories—had been gifts from Zhao Yaqian and Wen Ruan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, due to work, he rarely had the chance to wear anything too casual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this trip to Shenzhen was practically a beachside vacation, so naturally, he should dress more comfortably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After checking his reflection one last time, he went over his travel essentials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once everything was confirmed, he closed his suitcase and checked the time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[8:10 AM]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His flight was at 11:00 AM, so he still had plenty of time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over to the small bookshelf in his bedroom and pulled out a delicate, light blue notebook from the top shelf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opening to the first page, he saw the words \"Meet at the Summit\" written by Liu Qingning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her handwriting was just like her—confident, bold, and radiant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After rereading it, he flipped further into the notebook.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Near the middle, there was a photograph of Liu Qingning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The setting sun melted into an ocean of orange clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yueguang stood on the school field, turning back to look at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was taken on the evening after the college entrance exam—he had captured the moment on his phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three years of high school had finally come to an end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Knowing that he and Bai Yueguang would soon part ways, Tang Song had felt an unshakable sense of melancholy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the joy of finishing the exam had been overshadowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps sensing his mood, Liu Qingning had taken him to the school field that evening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She spoke softly, laying out plans for their future, advising him on choosing a university and major.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s slender fingers brushed over the photograph, his gaze filled with deep warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Memories of the past flooded his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at the photo for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Snap!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Closing the notebook, he stepped onto the balcony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the overcast sky outside, he raised his phone and took a picture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sent it to Liu Qingning with a message:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What do you think about me flying over to see you right now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After sending the text, he dialed Liu Jiayi’s number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Seven, where are you now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a long pause on the other end, as if the nickname had caught her off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she finally responded,\"Already at Yanjing Tiancheng, ready to leave anytime.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll be right down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it, President Tang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he hung up, his phone chimed with a WeChat notification.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Liu Qingning】: \"(～•~) Sure! Then fly over here! But just so you know, there's local thunderstorm weather in Shenzhen today, so be careful and wear a helmet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Liu Qingning】: (Covers mouth, laughing emoji)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song chuckled, grabbed his suitcase, and strode out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Yueguang, I’m not joking with you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only question is… can that tiny 1.5-meter bed of yours fit two people?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Miss, your wontons are ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, okay! Thank you, boss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning smiled as she put away her phone and started digging in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last night, she had only drunk some egg soup, and after an early morning workout of over half an hour, she was starving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing breakfast, she picked up another serving for Liu Shuang and headed back to her rental apartment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shenzhen’s summer air was both humid and stifling, but thankfully, today was overcast, so it wasn’t too hot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Century Zhixue only had a one-day weekend, so even though it was Saturday, she still had work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, she was in the middle of transitioning her role, and now wasn’t the best time to take time off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pushing open the apartment door, she ran into Liu Shuang, who had just stepped out of the bathroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning waved the plastic bag in her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're up? Eat it while it’s hot.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, thanks, babe!\" Liu Shuang happily took the breakfast from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Liu Qingning’s flushed face and damp hair, she couldn't help but pinch her cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're really something else. The humidity outside is almost 90%, and you're still out here working out? Just go to the gym instead!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No way. I’m only here for a couple more weeks. I’m not going to get a gym membership just for that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"True.\" Liu Shuang nodded, then suddenly said, \"By the way, you’re off tomorrow, right? Xiang Kai messaged me—he wants to have dinner with us tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning looked up. \"Did you tell him I’m quitting?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, I mentioned it in passing. Since you’re getting forced out by capital, and he works in an investment firm, I thought he might have some advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wouldn’t want you to get screwed over in the equity transfer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course, he’s probably also just curious about your future plans. We’re all friends, after all.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, I’ll go take a shower. I still have work later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ugh, we have to work overtime this afternoon too—some last-minute bug showed up.\" Liu Shuang sighed, then added,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, and tomorrow, wanna hit the mall? You haven’t bought new clothes in a year!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Qingning shook her head firmly. \"Nope. Let me lose a few more pounds first. Then we’ll go all out on a shopping spree!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine, fine, whatever you say.\" Liu Shuang shrugged helplessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After showering, blow-drying her hair, and doing a simple skincare routine, Liu Qingning changed into a casual outfit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She slung her bag over her shoulder and walked out of her bedroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing by the full-length mirror, she stopped in her tracks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at her reflection, she carefully examined herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, with both hands, she lifted her full, heavy chest and sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since she gained weight, her waist had thickened, and even her bust seemed to have grown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By her guess, she was now a solid E-cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder she felt breathless lately—her bras were probably too tight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fashion choices had also become much lazier: just a plain T-shirt and sweatpants, whatever was the most comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Compared to how she used to dress, she had really let herself go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I have to slim down ASAP. Once I’m back in shape, I’ll go get myself some beautiful clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end of August, she would officially leave Century Zhixue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After packing up for a few days, she would be heading to Yan City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There wasn’t much time left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A black Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly pulled up at the curb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the driver’s seat, Liu Jiayi said in a low voice,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"President Tang, we’ve arrived.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song lowered his crossed leg and looked out at the airport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he had booked business class, and with a discount, the ticket was only 2,500 yuan—not bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, most flights didn’t even have first class, so business class was the best option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he didn't count the memories from his dream instances, this was actually his first time flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in university, he was too busy to travel. After graduation, he was always working—either hustling for money or putting in overtime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The farthest he ever traveled was between his hometown and Beijing, and a plane was never necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Click.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The backseat door swung open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Jiayi bent slightly, gesturing for him to step out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song gave her a slight nod before getting out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t particularly used to being taken care of like this, but his driver was just too damn gorgeous and cool—he couldn’t complain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Liu Jiayi picked up his suitcase and led the way inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked, they drew a fair share of attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song, however, maintained a faint smile, unfazed by the stares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing check-in at the VIP counter, Liu Jiayi whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"President Tang, have a safe flight. The pickup in Shenzhen has already been arranged. Once you exit the VIP corridor, you’ll see them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks. See you later.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a slight nod, Tang Song walked into the priority security lane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right after, he spotted the 'First-Class Lounge' sign—right next to Gate 26.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stepped inside, the lounge staff immediately stood to greet him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After verifying his boarding pass and ticket, Tang Song settled onto a sofa in the reading area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lounge was spacious, with clearly divided sections.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grabbed some fresh fruit and a drink, then picked up a copy of National Geographic and started flipping through it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about half an hour, a staff member approached him and said in a soft voice,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Tang, your flight is ready for boarding. You may proceed now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the staff, he passed through Gate 26, boarded an exclusive shuttle, and was among the first passengers on the plane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No waiting, no crowds—definitely a premium experience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Settling into his wide, comfortable seat, a flight attendant brought him a hot towel on a ceramic plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a quick wipe of his hands, he sipped half a cup of lemon water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glancing at his phone, he saw multiple unread messages—all from hiswings(loyal followers) asking about his flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After replying to each one, he switched to Airplane Mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adjusting the reclining seat, he pulled out a biography, put on his headphones, and leaned back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers lightly brushed over the frame of his square glasses as he quietly immersed himself in his book.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before long, the economy class passengers started boarding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they passed by, many unconsciously slowed their steps, their gazes lingering on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting there with effortless elegance, immersed in his book, he seemed completely untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some girls, originally eager to strike up a conversation, lost the nerve just seeing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A while later…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a massive thrust, the plane accelerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next came the sensation of weightlessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song lifted his gaze, watching as the city below grew smaller and smaller through the window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plane landed on time at Shenzhen Bao’an International Airport.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was among the first to retrieve his luggage and exit the VIP corridor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately, his eyes landed on a sign with his name:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Honored \"Mr. Tang Song,\" welcome to Shenzhen.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After meeting with the airport pickup staff, he stepped out of the terminal and boarded a luxurious MPV.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the vehicle glided onto the road, the vibrant Shenzhen skyline stretched out before him—modern high-rises seamlessly blending with lush greenery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To his right, the endless sea shimmered, merging into the horizon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking in the breathtaking view, he thought of the people he was about to meet—Bai Yueguang, and Secretary Jin’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anticipation welled up inside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Liu Shuang, is the bug fixed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, all done.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang pushed up her thick-rimmed glasses and flashed an OK sign.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Great, let’s head out for a walk and grab some afternoon tea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let’s go!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was Saturday, the office building was relatively empty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Laughing and chatting, the two of them took the elevator down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they stepped out of the restricted access area—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ring, ring—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A phone started ringing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang pulled out her phone, glanced at the screen, and quickly answered, \"Hello, Xiang Kai?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, my bad! I got caught up in work and forgot to tell you—I already talked to Qingning, and we’re all set for dinner tonight.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Well, I really couldn’t talk her out of it. Let me put it this way—she already bought her plane ticket. You know how stubborn she is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, alright. Bye.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hanging up, Liu Shuang sighed in frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Kai was a college classmate of hers and Liu Qingning’s, but he came from a far wealthier background.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His father was an executive at an entertainment company, and his mother was a former actress, once a familiar face on television.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both were members of high society.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Kai had inherited his mother’s stunning genes—tall, handsome, and with the aura of a celebrity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On top of that, he was ambitious and well-planned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After graduating, he first spent two years at a major new-energy company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, leveraging family connections, he joined Juxing Huicui Investment Management, working as an investment analyst specializing in the new energy sector.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the same investment firm led by Su Yu, backed by a consortium of A-list celebrities as LPs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such cases were quite common.Thɪs chapter is updated by novel※fire.net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s top-tier investment firms were increasingly specialized, focusing on industries like biopharmaceuticals, smart manufacturing, new energy, and semiconductors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having an industry background made a huge difference—allowing investors to deeply understand business models, product strengths, and technical advantages\u002Fdisadvantages.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And let’s be real—without family connections, breaking into finance and investment was almost impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiang Kai had every advantage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang sometimes felt a twinge of envy toward her best friend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingning didn’t realize how lucky she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in Shenzhen, she had people like Cheng Qingfeng and Xiang Kai silently admiring her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But,beauty itself was a rare resource.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coupled with her intelligence and talent, it was no surprise she attracted top-tier suitors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At their university, girls at Liu Qingning’s level rarely graduated single—most were snatched up by elite second-gen heirs before they even left campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet despite all this, she still couldn’t let go of Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they stepped out of the office tower, Liu Shuang’s coworker, Guan Guan, noticed her sighing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s up? You look troubled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s about a friend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang paused, then suddenly turned to her and asked,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, Guan Guan, did you ever have a crush in high school?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why are you asking that all of a sudden?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just answer me! I’m really curious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Guan thought for a moment, then smiled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course. High school was such a wonderful time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang blinked and pressed further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you still like him now? If that guy showed up in front of you today, would you be with him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Guan hesitated, then sighed, \"Probably not. Too many years have passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I think what I liked was the idealized version—the passionate, youthful boy from my teenage years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure, I’ve imagined what he looks like now, but that’s all fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I actually saw him again, I’d probably just feel disappointed and nostalgic.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Exactly!\" Liu Shuang patted her arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s how normal people think!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too bad my friend is stuck in the past and can’t move on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait… stop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Guan suddenly froze in place, her eyes wide with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang turned back, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What’s wrong?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Guan’s face turned bright red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pointed ahead with a trembling finger and whispered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The guy over there… if my high school crush grew up to look like him, then I’d take back everything I just said.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang followed her gaze—and was instantly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not ten meters away, a figure emerged from the tree-lined pathway, carrying a sleek black suitcase.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His outfit was effortlessly stylish and high-end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His posture was upright and confident, exuding an air of calm self-assurance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jet-black, slightly tousled hair fell just above his brows, perfectly complementing his sharp, sculpted features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The play of light and shadow on his defined side profile made his presence even more striking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire aura radiated elegance, charisma, and a natural, commanding presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked like a novel’s male lead, straight out of a TV drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tall, poised young man strode toward Tower 8, his silhouette leaving behind a powerful impression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"New Feng Wine, ten thousand silver a jug—how many years have the heroes of Xianyang roamed?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Guan murmured in awe, referencing an ancient poem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can’t even imagine… If he looked like this in high school, he must’ve been every girl’s untouchable Bai Yueguang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For sure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang instinctively agreed, then suddenly felt a strange sense of familiarity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had she seen him before?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A face like that should’ve been unforgettable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind raced, and suddenly, a name surfaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pfft!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She laughed out loud, shaking her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must’ve been hallucinating from thinking too much about Tang Song and Liu Qingning lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At best, the guy just had similar facial features—there was no way they were the same person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Shuang patted her coworker’s shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, stop staring. Let’s go get that afternoon tea.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Guan Guan cast one last, longing glance toward the disappearing figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a hint of regret, she muttered,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah… let’s go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Luxurious Entryway\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The concierge staff handed over two cards with a warm smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mr. Tang, here are your ID and access card.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song pocketed his ID card and lowered his gaze to the access card in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heartbeat suddenly quickened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was Secretary Jin’s house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For seven years, this game character had been by his side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She carried half of his emotional attachment to the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, standing here, about to step into her space—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a dream come true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His most anticipated moment was finally here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the staff’s guidance, he stepped into the elevator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swiping the card, the top floor button—29—lit up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator glided smoothly upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>2... 5... 10... 19...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the numbers change on the LED panel, Tang Song's breathing grew unsteady.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ding—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The elevator doors slid open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of his suitcase rolling over the polished tile echoed crisply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing before the dark, double-armored door, Tang Song directly entered his birthday into the keypad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Click, click—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lock disengaged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping in, the first thing he saw was a minimalist, stylish entryway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few uniquely shaped ceramic vases were artfully arranged on the console.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shoe cabinet, neatly sectioned, housed a variety of immaculate footwear—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High heels, flats, business leather shoes, sneakers...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every single pair was polished to perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Setting his suitcase aside, Tang Song strode deeper into the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interior was elegant and refined, exuding luxury in every meticulously designed detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the epitome of a high-end penthouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A 3.3-meter ceiling height, 270-degree floor-to-ceiling windows, and an unobstructed ocean view of Shenzhen Bay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Tang Song had no patience to admire the scenery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze swept past the living area—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he pushed open the master bedroom door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first thing that caught his eye was the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, taking up almost an entire wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the room was a custom, low-profile bed, with impeccably arranged bedding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner, a small workspace was set up—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A MacBook laptop, a few documents neatly stacked beside it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song flipped open the MacBook—the screen lit up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laptop wasn’t plugged in, yet its battery was nearly full.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lenses of his 【Tang Song’s Glasses】 flickered faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the desk, a black-and-gold fountain pen was suddenly enveloped in a subtle glow—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A notification window popped up:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Secretary Jin’s Fountain Pen】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A pen used long-term by game character Secretary Jin. Writing with this item stimulates cerebral activity, enhancing brain function, mental acuity, and memory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Endurance +1, Comprehension +1)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rare intellect-boosting artifact!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in the game, items like this were extremely scarce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning the exquisitely crafted pen in his fingers, he suddenly glanced toward—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walk-in closet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on the laptop’s battery status, Secretary Jin had likely left just recently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her personal belongings would still be here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a deep breath, he stepped inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The walk-in closet was perfectly arranged, each custom wardrobe neatly categorized by season, occasion, and style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every piece was tailored to perfection, made from luxurious fabrics.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center, a separate lingerie storage cabinet stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, each drawer was lined with soft silk—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Delicately divided into small compartments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Neatly arranged were various bras and panties, each meticulously placed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song hesitated for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he picked up a bra.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, he gained a very clear understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, Secretary Jin was a solid D-cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beyond that, there was also a specialized section for stockings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Arranged meticulously by shade and thickness, lined up across the shelves—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From classic black and nude to stylish gray, deep wine red, and beyond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like a stunning gradient of colors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some of them had clearly been worn before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stepping closer, he could catch a subtle scent lingering in the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle tea fragrance, interwoven with floral notes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crisp and refreshing, like autumn morning mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song took in the atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A satisfied smile played on his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Secretary Jin, you truly understand my heart.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",3640,"2026-06-06T14:41:47.872Z",1,"novelbin.me","a838cf804a51e7469156c1366c3a08aa2824bd6daef856011065322ae08d9829","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-375","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-373",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]