[{"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-436":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},1705723,2178,"Chapter 435: This Is a Disaster","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-436",436,"\u003Cp>The cozy, romantic Western restaurant was filled with the soft melody of piano music, blending with the rich aroma of food in the air, creating an intoxicating atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing sat gracefully on a light gray chair, trying her best to eat more elegantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, her mom had left town, and she could breathe a sigh of relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No doubt about it—Mrs. Han was an absolute handful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During her three or four days in town, she had done nothing but attend the wedding and then dragged Xu Qing around in the Bentley Continental, taking countless photos everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking a bite of the buttery, delicate foie gras, Xu Qing sneaked a glance at the man sitting across from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song was slightly lowering his head, focused on cutting his steak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The knife and fork in his hands seemed to move with extraordinary elegance, each slice precisely executed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The steak’s juices slowly seeped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe it was love making him look better, but the more she watched, the hotter Tang Song seemed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the fact that he casually took her to such a high-end restaurant just for lunch?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hehe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From now on, whenever she wanted to eat good food—she’d just call him up!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might as well ruthlessly milk this rich scumbag dry!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(>U\u003C)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Click—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as her thoughts were drifting into nonsense, a perfectly cut piece of steak was placed in front of her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A gentle voice reached her ears:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Saw you struggling to cut it, let’s swap.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Tang Song took away her half-eaten steak in exchange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met, and Xu Qing’s heart skipped a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blushing, she murmured, \"Thank you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was just like something out of a novel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, between her WeChat conversations and real-life interactions with Tang Song,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She often felt like she had somehow been transported into her own web novel—\"Wrong Room, Found a Bossy CEO.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point, she half-suspected that Tang Song had read her story before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need to thank me. Order whatever you like.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing responded with an \"Oh\" and happily dug in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they ate, they chatted casually about various topics—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Recent hit TV dramas, Xu Qing’s work at Fanfu Suzi Media, but mostly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They talked about cosplay outfit designs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Lunch—Outside the Restaurant\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing opened her bag, took out a set of car keys, and handed them over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here, returning it to its rightful owner. Thanks again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you like it, you can keep driving it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm…\" Xu Qing licked her lips, then shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need, my place isn’t far from work, and there’s a direct bus.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song paused for a moment, then looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How about this—take some time over the next few days and see if there’s a car you like. I’ll buy it for you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Price doesn’t matter, as long as you like it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right now, even excluding his company assets, his personal liquid funds had exceeded 100 million yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buying a car or a house for his girlfriends was effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Xu Qing already had her driver’s license, and he’d heard that she had practiced driving Xiao Xue’s Porsche a few times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Might as well handle it all at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she heard he was buying her a car, Xu Qing’s heart nearly exploded with excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She even wiggled her hips instinctively.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No way. I can’t accept such an expensive gift.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why not?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing, face red, muttered, \"Our relationship… isn’t at that level yet, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, she had just started dating Tang Song, and there were already Wen Ruan, Xiao Jing, and Lin Muxue in the mix.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she accepted such a lavish gift, it’d totally feel like she was being kept.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Xu Qing was not the type to lose face so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song looked at her bright, playful expression and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’re boyfriend and girlfriend, and I’ve even met your mom. I’d say we’re at that level, wouldn’t you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing pouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That was just using you as a shield to deal with my mom and those nosy uncles and aunties. We agreed on that from the start.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, she sneakily glanced at Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmph, you think this is enough to completely capture my heart?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even close!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You need to treat me even better!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’m not like that dummy, Xiao Jing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>()Y\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I see.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song nodded calmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright then, I guess I was overthinking things.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taking the keys from her hand, he continued, \"I have a very important meeting this afternoon. I’ll be off now. Bye.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing had been so caught up in her own smug little fantasy that when she heard this, her face turned pale in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Panicking, she grabbed his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You… you can’t just leave!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song paused, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? Is there something else?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s eyes turned red, and she whispered, \"That’s not what I meant. You misunderstood.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what are we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing looked up at him, hesitated, then mumbled, \"Boy… boyfriend and girlfriend.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But what you just said really hurt my feelings.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then… then what do you want me to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I swear, I didn’t mean it that way!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song leaned in slightly, breathing in the light, soapy fragrance of her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice lowered, \"Let me spank you 50 times, and I’ll forgive you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"AH?! NO WAY!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing instantly put both hands behind her, protecting her butt like her life depended on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head violently, \"I refuse!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"40 times.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her strong resistance, Tang Song lowered the number.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing, still covering her precious backside, grimaced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"30 times. If you don’t agree, I’m leaving.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song took a step forward, his gaze locked onto her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A subtle, playful glint flickered in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This cosplayer was really fun to tease—her personality was hilarious, and bullying her felt extremely satisfying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then… then…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After an intense internal struggle, Xu Qing gritted her teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine! But… you can’t use a belt!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s eye twitched slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Relax, I’m not a sadist.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing opened her mouth, about to mention Xiao Jing, but in the end, she swallowed her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You better not be!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise… I’ll tell Wen Ruan everything about you and Xiao Jing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ten Minutes Later\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A white Bentley Continental pulled up in front of Yuhua Business Tower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Tang Song’s request, Xu Qing reluctantly kissed him on the cheek before finally opening the door and heading into the office building.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she walked, her face was full of worry, muttering nervously under her breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just hearing Tang Song’s \"punishment\", she couldn’t help but think of how Xiao Jing described it in their WeChat chats—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a little animal, lying on the ground, getting \"disciplined,\" while having to obediently say, \"I was wrong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And there was even a chance… he’d use a belt?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>NO WAY!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was NOT a weirdo like Xiao Jing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought of being punished like Xiao Jing made Xu Qing's scalp tingle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could she ever hold her head high again if Tang Song actually followed through?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even worse—what if he got used to it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he started treating her like he did Xiao Jing, then she was really doomed!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(๑°⌓°๑)\u002F~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elevator Ride\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she knew it, Xu Qing had arrived at the elevator lobby.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While waiting, she suddenly heard two polite voices behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Senior Xu Qing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She immediately straightened her back, lifted her chest, and smiled as she turned around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good afternoon, ladies.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Yao Lingling and Li Shumin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After exchanging a few words about the weather, the elevator arrived with a soft ding—.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they stepped inside, Xu Qing's dark eyes flickered mischievously as she took a quick glance at Yao Lingling’s modest A-cup chest and smirked to herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She loved befriending girls who were smaller than her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, today she was wearing padded inserts, making her look extra dominant and powerful!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This fashion assistant, whom she had disguised as \"Zhang Lingling\" in her novel, had been making frequent appearances lately—mostly just to highlight how much bigger the female lead’s chest was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then—her expression shifted slightly, her eyes moving down to Lingling’s hips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before, she had only paid attention to her chest, but now she realized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This girl had a seriously plump, juicy butt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Touching her own smaller one, Xu Qing felt a wave of envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(ε=（⊙ ⌓⊙）) Sigh\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she had a thick, bouncy butt like that, even if Tang Song spanked her, it wouldn’t hurt nearly as much!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of which…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wen Ruan’s was also big and perky…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did that mean Tang Song spanked Wen Ruan often too?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lost in her chaotic thoughts, she almost didn’t notice when the elevator arrived at the 19th floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly said goodbye to the two girls and hurried off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling & Shumin Gossip\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Xu Qing disappear down the hall, Li Shumin nudged Yao Lingling’s elbow and whispered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lingling, did you notice something different about Senior Xu Qing?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling blinked, curious. \"What change?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Her chest!\" Li Shumin lowered her voice dramatically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Didn’t you see? Her chest is definitely bigger today! I’m telling you, she totally padded it. At least two centimeters!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling thought back for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that she mentioned it… it did seem bigger than usual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart skipped a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Xu Qing could do it, maybe she could too!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This weekend, she had plans to go motorcycle riding with Tang Song and Qiuqiu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Qiuqiu’s overwhelming D-cup dominance, she already felt a little insecure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she padded up a little—at least she wouldn’t look so flat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at the Office\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After taking a short break, Yao Lingling and Li Shumin got back to modifying samples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Yan Provincial International Fashion Exhibition was just around the corner, marking the first official debut of their new brand, \"Qimeng.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As one of the designers, Yao Lingling would present her work, interact with industry peers, and maybe even get media exposure—a huge opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this went well, she could fast-track her career by years.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, her hard work wasn’t just about career advancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to become a better version of herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ever since she received Tang Song’s Qixi Festival gift, and especially after he helped Jia Hong secure a job, she realized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song wasn’t as simple as she had thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she ever wanted to stand beside him, she needed to level up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only by becoming excellent could she have the courage to charge forward!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking about their weekend motorcycle ride, a happy smile crept onto her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>2:00 PM – Chaos Strikes\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, Li Shumin leaned in, looking panicked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lingling, we have a problem!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh? What happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Check the group chat! Jia Hong just sent a photo—it’s about Tang Song!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling froze, her expression shifting to urgency as she grabbed her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In their three-person WeChat group, a new message had appeared:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Zhang Jiahong: \"@Lingling, I just saw Tang Song at Huashang Fashion. But… he was with a girl.\"】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Zhang Jiahong: Photo.jpg】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling immediately clicked on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a long-distance shot taken from an upper-floor window, zoomed in so much it looked blurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even through the pixelation—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could clearly recognize one of the figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And beside him—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though the woman’s face was unclear, her curves were unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Front-heavy. Back-heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Definitely a bombshell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them were standing close, their arms nearly touching—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking very intimate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling took a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had always known Tang Song had other women in his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His old Little Red Book posts were still there, and she had even joked about them in the comments before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now… seeing it in front of her felt different.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bzzz—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another message popped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Li Shumin: \"@Jiahong, hurry downstairs and \"accidentally\" run into them! See who she is!\"】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Zhang Jiahong: \"I just happened to be drinking coffee by the window when I spotted them walking in from the parking lot. Now they’ve already entered the office building—not sure which floor they went to. @Lingling, should I ask Tang Song directly?\"】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling exhaled slowly, quickly typing back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No need. Tang Song has his own social circle, and this is during work hours. Let’s not disturb him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Zhang Jiahong: \"Alright, I just wanted to let you know. Since they came to Huashang Fashion, it’s probably for work. I’ll keep an eye out and update you if anything happens.\"】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it. Now focus on work before your boss catches you slacking!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She put her phone down, her mind a blur of thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Qixi Festival gift, the intimate moment last week in his room…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yao Lingling’s heart wavered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who was that woman?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And what was her relationship with Tang Song?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reality Check\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Slap—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A playful smack landed on her butt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop overthinking,\" Li Shumin whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tang Song is so successful and handsome—it’d be weird if there weren’t other girls around him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Can you stop slapping my butt all the time?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling’s face turned red as she lightly smacked her friend back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Grinning, Li Shumin leaned in and teased,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Last time we had hotpot at home, I noticed something—Tang Song totally glanced at your butt a few times.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come on, Lingling. Be brave. No fear. Keep training those glutes! Haha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her friend’s playful encouragement, Yao Lingling quickly snapped back to her usual cheerful self, laughing and joking around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had always been optimistic, never one to obsess over small matters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And honestly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guy like Tang Song?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was impossible for women not to be drawn to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason she hadn't confessed yet was fear of rejection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t want to risk losing what they had now—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The daily chats, the occasional meals and drinks, the motorcycle rides…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And most importantly—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was working hard to become better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huashang Fashion – 8th Floor, Strategy Meeting Room\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the spacious conference room, the attendees were all company executives—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vice Presidents and higher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Executive President Wu Wei stood in front of the projection screen, with the timeline of Huashang’s 24-year development history displayed behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main topic of this strategic seminar was \"Huashang Fashion’s Development Strategy for the Next Five Years.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to increased market competition and a shift in OEM orders toward Southeast Asia, Huashang Fashion's 2023 order volume had declined by 15% year-over-year, with profits also down by 1.5%.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The company's flagship high-end women’s fashion brand, \"Huashang·Qingyu,\" was losing its growth momentum and showing a downward trend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These issues had been evident for a while, and the management team had been actively seeking reforms, though with little success.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening for over an hour, Tang Song had already figured it out—ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ N0v3l.Fiɾe.net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meeting was more about formality than substance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone appeared to be contributing their ideas, but no one could propose a truly effective solution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a long-established traditional manufacturing company, Huashang Fashion had clear internal issues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A major transformation would be incredibly difficult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-Meeting Break\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Administrative Director Chai Wei approached with a bright smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Tang, you rarely visit the company. Would you like me to give you a tour of the office building and take you through each floor?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a newly appointed board director, this was Tang Song’s third visit to the company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And every time, he had only met with senior executives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So far, regular employees were still unaware that the company had gained a young and handsome shareholder and director.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song paused for a moment before shaking his head lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Director Chai, but that won’t be necessary.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His main purpose for coming here was to discuss OEM business with CEO Wu Wei, not to make an appearance in the office areas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, his assistant, Xiao Xue, was clearly not as low-key as he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she heard Chai Wei’s offer, her eyes lit up instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She subtly swayed her hips and couldn’t help but speak up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Director Tang, how about I go on your behalf? That way, when you visit again, Director Chai won’t need to guide you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to Wen Qiuyue’s connections, she had been eager to get closer to Huashang Fashion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a rare opportunity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song glanced at her and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, I’ll leave it to you then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could tell Xiao Xue had absolutely no interest in the \"strategic seminar.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting here for over two hours must have been pure torture for her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Letting her step out for some fresh air was probably for the best.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Understood, Director Tang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue elegantly stood up, following Chai Wei out of the conference room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two of them started exploring the office floors from top to bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The 8th floor is primarily the executive offices, along with some strategic decision-making meeting rooms...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The 7th floor houses the employee services complex, including a medical room and a gym...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At 40 years old, Chai Wei had been working at Huashang Fashion for over a decade and was exceptionally well-connected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing Lin Muxue’s stunning looks and Tang Song’s attitude toward her, she naturally did not underestimate this assistant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was extremely enthusiastic and courteous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the way, elegant, poised, and strikingly beautiful Lin Muxue attracted countless stares and whispers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whenever they encountered department heads, Chai Wei would proactively introduce her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the moment they heard that she was the assistant to a company board director, everyone became incredibly warm and welcoming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing in the spotlight, Lin Muxue walked confidently, exuding charm and energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a long time, she had worked as a freelance fashion model, and she had even done multiple jobs for Huashang Fashion before—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was even a time when she came here to shoot promotional photos for their product lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, she had been a nobody, and even a minor event planning supervisor could boss her around at will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, walking through the headquarters of Huashang Fashion once again, feeling the admiring gazes and awe from those around her,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She felt a rush of exhilaration and an overwhelming surge of emotion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she almost wanted to say a few words in English to greet the employees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>3rd Floor – R&D & Design Center (Basic Lab), Southeast Office Area\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jiahong sat at her workstation, her desk filled with design sketches, color swatch books, and a 27-inch drawing tablet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the wall beside her, various inspiration boards were pinned up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her fingers moved swiftly across the digital screen, fine-tuning pattern curves and marking revision points.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally landing her dream job at a top company, securing stable employment, and earning a solid salary of 6 figures,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She cherished this job deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though work wasn’t particularly demanding, she voluntarily stayed late every day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On evenings and weekends, she would even ask Yao Lingling for design advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the office space became eerily quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The coworkers who had been casually chatting just moments ago all rushed back to their desks and sat up straight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing the unusual atmosphere, Zhang Jiahong immediately realized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A senior leader must be visiting!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, she soon heard hushed whispers from nearby colleagues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Apparently, an assistant from the board of directors was coming to tour this department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jiahong quickly gathered her design sketches and color swatch books, neatly stacking them beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She waited for about ten minutes before faint footsteps and conversations echoed from the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pretending to focus on her design work, she couldn’t help but steal a glance toward the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the corner of the hallway, three figures approached while chatting and laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two of them she recognized—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chai Wei, the Administrative Director, and Lü Shilei, the Fashion Design Manager.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the one who stood out the most was the other woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A young woman in her early twenties, with a tall, slender figure, delicate facial features, and bright, captivating eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a light coffee-colored business suit, simple yet elegant, highlighting her graceful curves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her steps were light yet confident, balancing the poise and intelligence of a professional woman with the charm and femininity of a model.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked like a character straight out of a high-end corporate drama.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the striking figure walk closer, especially taking in her stylish outfit,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Jiahong’s jaw slowly dropped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t this the woman she had seen with Senior Tang Song earlier?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn… She looked even better up close!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she was actually a leader at Huashang Fashion?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lingling was doomed!\u003C\u002Fp>",3411,"2026-06-06T14:41:47.871Z",1,"novelbin.me","02d18ab543dd268eb62e863b705cdc34a32383b6bd704ba1ec31992e737b140e","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-437","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-435",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]