[{"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-542":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},1705779,2178,"Chapter 541: Lin Muxue, You're All Looks and No Substance!","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-542",542,"\u003Cp>Inside the office, time seemed to pause.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight streamed in through the window, casting elongated, intertwined shadows of the two people, distinct and vivid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu could clearly feel Tang Song’s warm breath brushing her cheek, carrying a faint fresh scent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She froze in place, her fingers unconsciously clutching at the hem of his suit jacket,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a subtle but undeniable shiver rising from deep within her soul, spreading like an electric current throughout her body, raising goosebumps across her skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s breath surrounded her—familiar and comforting—bringing an unprecedented sense of safety and warmth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>just like when she used to stay close to Grandma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This moment was both blurry and clear, chaotic yet beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like walking the line between dream and reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The suction and enveloping feeling on her lips shattered the brief blankness in her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every nerve ending was awakened, hypersensitive,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song’s lips were soft and warm, with just the right touch of moistness, gently sucking on her lower lip,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>every time sending tremors through her entire body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bang-bang—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heartbeat exploded like thunder in her ears, the rhythm so fast it felt like it would burst out of her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because of both psychological and physical reasons, this was the first time she had ever been this close to a man, and her very first kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was none of the rejection or nausea she had imagined, nor fear or discomfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What she felt instead was happiness and intoxication.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing her silent permission, Tang Song’s movements grew bolder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His lips pressed harder, and his right hand slid up her back, finally resting on her slender waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks to years of yoga and cycling, Qiuqiu’s waistline was smooth and toned, an ideal texture to the touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Tang Song’s palm fit against it, he could feel the strength and resilience beneath that thin layer of muscle, without losing the unique softness and elasticity of a woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What fascinated him most was that every time he changed the angle of the kiss, Qiuqiu would instinctively tremble slightly, like a startled fawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This inexperienced response made the kiss even more enchanting, like tasting a freshly bloomed camellia—sweet with a slight hint of bitterness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A first kiss that was pure and heart-fluttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After about thirty seconds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu’s breathing became increasingly erratic, her face flushing red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cheeks were unnaturally rosy, her chest rising and falling rapidly—clearly, her first kiss had left her breathless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huff—huff—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She suddenly pushed Tang Song away, gasping for air, her eyes dazed and confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As her reason gradually returned, a wave of intense shame washed over her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A crimson flush spread from the base of her ears down to her collarbone, and she stumbled backward in panic, nearly tripping over her own feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her pupils quivered slightly as she clutched her burning face with both hands, unable to believe what had just happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wh-what just happened... How did it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“President Tang, I r-really didn’t mean it...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know I was totally wrong... Please don’t be mad.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I just... just had a moment of confusion, I really didn’t have any other thoughts...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stammered in Sichuan dialect, mumbling to herself in a daze, not even sure what she was saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more she tried to explain, the more she felt like a total freak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had confidently claimed she was asexual, had no interest in men, and didn’t want any kind of intimate contact with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, she had taken the initiative to kiss her senior’s boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The guilt made her want to crawl into a hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What am I doing? Why can’t I control myself?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What will Tang Song think of me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What if Senior finds out?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above her, the [Dreamscape Flower Seed] gently swayed, casting a luminous glow down upon her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Calm down, Qiuqiu.” Tang Song’s voice was gentle and steady, filled with comforting strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu slowly lowered her hands, but the moment she met his gaze, she hurriedly looked away again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But strangely, just by looking into his eyes, all her chaotic emotions began to settle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no disgust or surprise in his gaze—only a kind of indulgent calmness, as if he had expected all of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry... I got a little too worked up earlier...” Qiuqiu bit her moist lip and looked down at the signed photo in her hand. “Thank you for the surprise, President Tang. I-I’ll go back to work now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she turned around, her wrist was gently caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song stepped in front of her again. “Qiuqiu, I remember you said you’re asexual, right? Not used to close contact with the opposite sex—physically and psychologically it makes you uncomfortable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That made Qiuqiu want to crawl under the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She opened her mouth and explained with difficulty, “I don’t know why it happened, but I didn’t lie to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I believe you.” Tang Song looked at the sexy and cool designer with soft, focused eyes. “Is it possible your condition is improving? Or maybe... being close to me helps?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that, Qiuqiu blinked and looked at him again. “Maybe it does.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she had said those things before to put distance between them and avoid hurting her senior, she hadn’t been lying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She rarely had physical reactions—her strongest one had been during a cycling trip with Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To her, he really was special.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially lately—she couldn’t help but want to talk to him, to get close to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was an entirely new kind of impulse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song continued, “Qiuqiu, we’re good friends, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.” Her voice was soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As your friend, I want to see you get better. So... if being close helps, I don’t mind at all. In fact, I’m happy to help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Tang Song shamelessly moved closer and gently wrapped his arm around her waist,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>casual yet measured—close enough to be intimate, but not suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By now, he was no longer the shy young man who used to blush at eye contact with beauticians or freeze during hugs with business partners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had become an experienced, emotionally intelligent warm guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This—this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu’s eyes widened, her breathing quickened, and her full D-cup chest trembled from nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air still carried the lingering scent of their embrace—so intimate it made her whole body burn and her limbs feel weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Does this make you uncomfortable?” Tang Song asked with concern, watching her facial expressions carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu shook her head, her voice barely audible, “N-no... it doesn’t...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song lowered his head and suddenly kissed her fair cheek. “What about that?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“St-still okay.” Qiuqiu’s brain was slowly losing function, only able to respond mechanically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song took a deep breath, his nostrils filled with her cool, clean fragrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a scent unique to her—like morning dew in early winter, pure and refreshing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand traced along the curve of her waist, savoring the elegant contour,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>feeling completely at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they first met at Huayun Center, the cool aloofness and sexiness of this female cyclist had left a deep impression on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, some minor conflicts and her indifferent attitude caused tension between them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came Su Yu’s support event, the cycling trip, her joining Songmei Fashion, team-building events, dream therapy...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In reality, they were never particularly close—Qiuqiu had always remained distant and reserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This “boundary-crossing” moment wasn’t just for the [Dreamscape Flower Seed] to bloom and earn a [Charm +1].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What enchanted him most was the slow unraveling of her icy shell, a process he couldn’t get enough of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his hand was about to venture into a more dangerous area, Qiuqiu suddenly jolted away like waking from a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No... I can’t...” her voice trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s okay.” Tang Song calmly withdrew his hand, a faint smile playing on his lips. “We’ll take it slow. Let’s start with basic intimate contact.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu’s ears were red as blood. After a long pause, she squeezed out a sentence, “Th-then... can you not tell Senior...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course.” Tang Song winked. “It’s our little secret.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu turned her head in panic. “I should go. I still have work to finish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“At noon I’m grabbing sushi with Mengting and Yiyi. You should come too. I saw the visual identity system you made—it far exceeded my expectations. We can have a quick meeting and discuss next steps.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Okay.” Joy lit up Qiuqiu’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earning Tang Song’s approval made her incredibly happy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, right.” Tang Song suddenly remembered something. “The weather’s cooling down. Let’s go cycling again with Lingling. You missed it last time, it was a shame.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, Qiuqiu’s expression instantly stiffened. She pressed her lips together and explained in a low voice, “That time, the guy with me—Brother Junfeng—is a friend of a neighbor. He just came to deliver something from my hometown.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She regretted it the moment she said it. That explanation sounded so guilty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I see.” Tang Song nodded lightly, a trace of amusement in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bye-bye.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu glanced up at Tang Song, then turned and left in a hurry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The office door closed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qiuqiu walked down the corridor with her head lowered, her cheeks burning red, the corners of her mouth curling uncontrollably into a tiny smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back at her desk, she mechanically lit up the computer screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes landed on the signed photo from Su Yu, her fingers brushing the inscription.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She replayed that first kiss in her mind over and over again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joy gradually consumed her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This hidden delight made her both ashamed and infatuated—like Eve tasting forbidden fruit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>3 p.m.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tangyi Precision, Yan City Branch, Consumer Electronics Division.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the HRBD office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Jing sat quietly at her desk, dressed in a beige suit with a slightly professional cut, the hem of her skirt revealing a sliver of pale, slender leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the perfect balance of professional elegance and girlish grace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto her desk, making her appear even sweeter and more well-behaved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She sat with perfect posture, hands on the keyboard, eyes fixed on the screen as if handling an important document.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, only upon closer inspection would one notice that a corner of the screen was minimized into a tiny video player window.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beautifully animated, subtly suggestive anime was playing in the corner of the screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her feet were clad in pointed high heels, the slim heels lightly tapping the floor in rhythm with her delighted mood, making a crisp “tap-tap” sound like a soft, elegant nocturne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every time the scene got exciting, her fingers would fly to the screenshot key, then she’d expertly send it off to her “bestie” Xu Qing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>along with a message: “Qingqing, this scene is amazing! Want to act it out together? Let’s bring Tang Song too?”Check latest chapters at novèlfire.net\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Qing’s usual reply was a string of angry emoji, followed by a “Xiao Jing! That’s enough!”—then she’d immediately go offline and ghost her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main problem was, the anime Jing found always had some… special traits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Jing had long gotten used to this and thoroughly enjoyed it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was actually a bit glad she had “jumped ship” to Tangyi Precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she had left behind a few close colleagues, this place was practically heaven for slacking off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the HRBP (Human Resources Business Partner) of the Consumer Electronics Division, she oversaw the entire department’s HR affairs, managing a team of more than a dozen HRs—her authority was tremendous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Plus, Tangyi Precision’s Yan City branch was the largest in North China, with over 12,000 employees and ranked among the top taxpayers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her position was way more powerful than it looked—far beyond an ordinary manager, with significant authority and influence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above her was the HRD, the company’s VP of Human Resources, a core executive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You could say her role was already at the mid-to-senior management level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She even had her own private office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she hadn’t told her father You Chengye any of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only casually mentioned that she was a regular HRBD, helping Smile Holdings monitor personnel data.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She knew Old Tian’s personality all too well—if he found out how important her position was now, he’d definitely pressure her to “take the next step,”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>maybe even directly meddle in her career path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And she didn’t want to be rushed anymore—definitely didn’t want her dad to know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her current position was largely thanks to the behind-the-scenes support of Shangguan Qiuya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of that made Jing’s self-confidence shimmer a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lately, things on her dad’s side had been rough. He was under a lot of pressure, and there was growing risk of asset shrinkage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she pretended not to notice, she knew better than anyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Tian family really fell, her standing with Tang Song would also take a hit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the best person to help her dad?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be Shangguan Qiuya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her relationship with Tang Song was ambiguous at best, and she treated Jing with special kindness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Jing planned to invite Shangguan Qiuya to her upcoming birthday party.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, both Tang Song and her dad would be there—and she could use the birthday as a pretext to ask Qiuya for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would also serve as the official introduction of Tang Song to her family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With Shangguan Qiuya—the great protector—present, Old Tian would behave, and Tang Song would get the best treatment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the credit for helping her dad could even be shifted from Qiuya to her boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would directly solve any potential family conflict down the line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, if it weren’t for the serious trouble her dad was in,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>she wouldn’t even want to ask Qiuya for help—after all, she was a heavyweight “romantic rival.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, a message popped up in the top right corner of her screen, interrupting her thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Song: “Xiao Jing, are you free this Saturday? How about we go shopping and grab a bite?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she read it, Xiao Jing’s eyes curved into happy crescents, her heart fluttering a little faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She quickly typed back: “Really? I can’t wait to go on a date with you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Song: “Of course it’s real. Also, I picked out an outfit for you. I’ll send it over in the next couple days—wear it for the date, okay?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing nearly jumped out of her chair in excitement, her fingers flying over the keyboard: “Yes! I’ll wear whatever you say!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her mind was already running wild.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tang Song was giving her clothes for the first time—and bringing it up specifically for a date.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So... what kind of outfit would it be?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A regular date look, or something a bit more... special?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like... something easy to punish in? E**? *ut?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(000\"1)!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking about it made her cheeks flush. Her legs started rubbing together involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She typed: “Song, I want to see your hands. Can you send me a photo?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few seconds later, a picture popped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing quickly opened it, zoomed in—the cool, pale skin tinged with a faint blush.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that she thought about it, it had been a few days since she’d confessed her “sins” to Lord Tang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time... what excuse should she use?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing’s eyes flicked with mischief. Her lips curved into a cunning smile, just like a magical girl in an anime plotting mischief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the biggest “sin” would be the whole NTR thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she’d never use something like that to upset her beloved boyfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still... a different angle might work just fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like, that Lin Muxue she met at the bar a few days ago had been warming up to her on WeChat lately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even hinting around to find out what she liked and her daily schedule.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Jing narrowed her eyes, imagining scenes straight out of classic anime plots.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue was hot, classy, and aggressive—yet so enthusiastic and attentive toward her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was clearly awakening to her yuri side! Just like Aihara Mei from Citrus~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue was obviously trying to romance her, and Jing could totally use that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the next two days, she planned to chat more with Lin Muxue, flirt a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then during her date, she’d confess it all to Brother Tang Song and show him the chat logs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By then, she’d definitely be punished like never before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ah! Just imagining it was already...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing wiggled in her seat in excitement, her hands unconsciously sliding onto her thighs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She muttered under her breath, “Shimimase, Lord Tang Song—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was lost in her fantasy—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Buzz buzz buzz——\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another message popped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Shen Yuyan: “Xiao Jing, are you busy? I want to chat about something.”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing pursed her lips and replied: “Not too busy. What’s up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Shen Yuyan: “I heard from Qingqing that you used to work in the same company as Tang Song, right? I went to college with him. He was super low-key back then, and I’m dying to know what he’s like at Songmei Fashion. Can you tell me?”】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Jing raised an eyebrow, her eyes flickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did Shen Yuyan sound just like Lin Muxue—every time she messaged, it was to dig up info?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, considering she was Xu Qing’s close friend, had some value in being roped in, and was also very pretty, Jing didn’t mind her too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She decided to stop her little game and started typing back to chat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since starting at the new company, she didn’t have many familiar faces around, and work hadn’t really picked up yet—she was feeling a bit lonely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, she wouldn’t be watching anime clips and bothering Xu Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A chat like this wasn’t a bad way to kill time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Youjie Housekeeping, General Manager's Office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere was tense and subdued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan sat behind the desk, hands folded on the surface, composed and poised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tailored office attire paired with stockings highlighted her graceful, alluring figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Meixia’s brows were furrowed with worry, while Zhu Ning looked a bit unsettled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve already explained the situation to you clearly.” Shen Yuyan’s voice was calm and resolute. “We lost the betting agreement. It's officially over between me and Win-Win Tech. From now on, they’ll definitely find ways to target Youjie Housekeeping. The company must shrink its operations and cancel the branch openings planned in other cities.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing this, Li Meixia frowned tightly and couldn’t help but say, “Yuyan, is there really no other way? Maybe we could talk to Senior Ren again...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan raised a hand to cut her off—clean and decisive, with no hesitation in her tone: “There’s no room left for negotiation. I will officially resign from Youjie Housekeeping. Meixia, you will take over as General Manager.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m... not sure I can do it,” Li Meixia shook her head, looking completely deflated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was self-aware.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though she had always managed the housekeeping business and was two years senior to Shen Yuyan, when it came to capability, vision, and boldness, she knew she couldn’t match up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside her, Wang Ning opened his mouth slightly, as if wanting to say something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan spoke directly: “No need to feel too pressured. Based on our current business, we can still operate normally. If we hold out, a turnaround is possible. Wang Ning, continue pushing forward with the integration of our app and AI.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was merely “changing camps” to become Tang Song’s assistant—and would surely reappear in public with a much more prominent identity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Youjie Housekeeping was her pride and her past. If possible, she still hoped it could survive and flourish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Wang Ning didn’t respond right away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Noticing this, Shen Yuyan raised an eyebrow. “What? Is there a problem?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, Wang Ning finally spoke. “Yuyan, Meixia, well... I’m planning to move to the Imperial Capital.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that, Li Meixia’s expression changed dramatically. “What! You’re leaving too?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan’s gaze toward him shifted slightly, faintly guessing the reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her keen perception, Wang Ning couldn’t hide anything from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ning’s throat bobbed as he averted his gaze. “I’m already 27. I want to go experience the cutting edge while I’m still young. If I stay in Yancheng too long, I feel like my vision is too limited.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Meixia grabbed his arm and started trying to persuade him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their early team had five people—excluding Hou Shaoyuan, who rarely appeared, that left four.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now the other three were leaving, and only she remained. Of course it made her feel uneasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan stared at him for a long moment, then suddenly said, “You’re going to Win-Win Tech, aren’t you? Wang Ning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice was emotionless, but it carried immense pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat gradually beaded on Wang Ning’s forehead, and he looked increasingly flustered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a brief internal struggle, he finally nodded. “Senior Ren has invited me many times. Win-Win Tech has a shot at going public and is fully embracing AI and big data—two booming fields. I majored in computer science, so I want to give it a try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re sure?” Shen Yuyan’s tone remained flat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ning gritted his teeth and forced out an answer. “I’m sure!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back in university, he had been class president—always smooth and savvy, with high IQ and EQ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He joined Youjie Housekeeping originally because he believed in Shen Yuyan and Zhang Tianqi’s abilities and network, thinking the company would soar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it succeeded, his equity might even lead to financial freedom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, Hou Shaoyuan was gone, Zhang Tianqi was gone, the funding failed, and even Shen Yuyan was leaving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with this mess, of course he didn’t want to waste more time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Ren Mingyuan’s offer was highly tempting: a team lead position in a core department, over 20K monthly salary, plus stock options.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, Win-Win Tech was about to go public—meaning he could soon become an executive in a listed company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a real chance he could climb to the top.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his reply, Li Meixia still wanted to argue, but Shen Yuyan cut her off immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stood up, grabbed a file from nearby, and slap—dropped it on the table. “Here’s your resignation form and the supplemental non-compete clause. Fill it out and hand it in to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ning looked at this clear-eyed campus beauty, took the papers, and nodded silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d once dreamed of winning the beauty’s heart through a startup, but reality had taught him that his own future mattered far more than any romantic fantasy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the two left the office, Shen Yuyan’s gaze followed them, a flicker of cold sharpness flashing in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Ning’s move was, without a doubt, a betrayal—a knife in the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As head of the tech department, he was a core member of the team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His departure just happened to trigger a clause in the buyback terms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, based on what she’d heard from alumni like Lu Ziming, Wang Ning and Tang Song didn’t get along in college.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since that’s the case, she wouldn’t show mercy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xiangxiang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan gave a cold laugh, picked up her phone, and once again opened her chat with Tian Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She muttered, “Chen Yunteng... Du Shaokai...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she straightened up and began typing on her computer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, she combed through alumni and industry group chats to collect detailed info on Du Shaokai;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then contacted a headhunter friend to retrieve Chen Yunteng’s resume records.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yancheng wasn’t a big place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a former Fortune 500 HR, Shen Yuyan had deep local networks and powerful information-gathering capabilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s also why she had once wanted to connect with Zheng Qiudong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a way, this HR industry leader was also one of her aspirational role models.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was investigating these two under the guise of “headhunting with high pay”—her cover flawless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for her real intent, it was simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Tian Jing, both had “bullied” Tang Song during their time at Jinxiu Trading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Tang Song hadn’t really retaliated against them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe he was too magnanimous, or maybe he just didn’t think those ants were worth his time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Shen Yuyan wasn’t like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things, as his assistant, she was more than happy to handle on his behalf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the time was right, she would let Tang Song “accidentally” witness their miserable downfall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let him suddenly realize someone had been silently clearing the pebbles from his path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let him understand—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>who was the one truly capable of getting things done for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that thought, Shen Yuyan let out a soft chuckle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Muxue, oh Lin Muxue! You’re all looks and no substance!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ve got the seat closest to him, yet all you do is posture and seek attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pathetic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your spot... will be mine sooner or later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Yuyan leaned back slightly, her long legs elegantly crossed, the black stockings gleaming with a cool shimmer in the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her narrowed eyes glinted like a blade about to be unsheathed.\u003C\u002Fp>",4132,"2026-06-06T14:42:00.353Z",1,"novelbin.me","4b124da4caba86ae84321ae8e9b99b34e371e2b98ece6319b067904f13d5c31f","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-543","maxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-chapter-541",874,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmaxing-out-charisma-inheriting-game-assets-cover.jpg"]