Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

At this hour, there weren’t many customers in the flagship store.

Soon, a silhouette came into her view.

Due to the angle, she could only see the side and back of the person.

Wearing a well-tailored dark cashmere suit, it perfectly outlined broad shoulders and a slender waistline, with meticulously groomed jet-black hair.

At this moment, he was lounging lazily against the wide armchair’s backrest, right hand casually resting on the armrest, eyes cast towards the office building street scene gradually shrouded by twilight outside the window.

Although he was doing nothing, he emitted a quiet yet powerful aura.

Just from this silhouette, he had already far exceeded her expectations.

Meng Ran subconsciously slowed her steps, a trace of inexplicable unease arising in her heart.

Before coming, she had perceived him more as a mysterious boyfriend of a close friend, aiming to assess his quality in the absence of Xie Shuyu, with a "interviewer" stance.

But at this moment, she suddenly remembered that a man who can casually pull out forty million in cash for investment can hardly be a simple character.

Even if he’s privileged, he’s definitely not an ordinary one.

However, since she had come this far, her curiosity had reached its peak.

After all, he’s a friend’s boyfriend, there’s no real offense to be taken.

At worst, it’ll just be a joke.

Performing a simple mental preparation, Meng Ran lifted her head, maintained a bright professional smile on her face, and walked boldly towards that direction.

The distance steadily closed.

She reached out her hand, lightly tapping his shoulder from behind.

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Her voice deliberately softened, carrying the magnetism and initiative of a mature woman, "Fancy meeting you here, do you remember me?"

With her action, the man slowly turned around.

A highly attractive and handsome face abruptly intruded into her view.

Causing Meng Ran’s heart to skip a beat.

His eyes held no sign of surprise or delight from being approached by a stranger beauty, merely assessing her with a deep, calm gaze.

A strong sense of pressure surfaced.

Meng Ran’s perfect professional smile gradually stiffened.

She felt that her carefully prepared, testing intentions towards him had become childish and laughable under his gaze, completely exposed.

An overwhelming mix of shame and heart-pounding emotion surged instantly.

Just as she was momentarily stunned.

Tang Song stood up calmly, his tall figure enveloping her vision.

A slight arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, the sense of pressure naturally dissipating.

"Meng Ran? Hello, I’m Tang Song."

His voice was extremely pleasant.

Meng Ran’s facial expression completely broke, her mind buzzing, "You...hello."

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She had specifically asked Xie Shuyu about it, quite certain Tang Song shouldn’t have seen her photo.

How did he recognize her at a glance?!

Being in this position, she should’ve met plenty of big shots, not losing her composure like this.

The main issue is... this first meeting with Tang Song was way beyond her imagination.

Not just the impeccable appearance, but that calm yet flexible strong presence.

That’s not something a young man in his twenties should possess.

At her most awkward moment, Tang Song seemed to see through her thoughts, smiled, and said, "I’ve heard Sister Shuyu mention you many times, left a deep impression."

"Oh...I see, uh...Yu went to the bathroom, so I came first to say hi, worried you’d be bored." Meng Ran chuckled awkwardly, quickly seeking an exit.

"Mm." Tang Song nodded slightly, gesturing, his tone lightening a bit, "Have a seat, let’s chat. Just so happens, our President Xie has tasked me to lure you to Micro Light as COO. I was just worrying about not finding an opportunity, didn’t expect you’d come right to me."

His half-joking, half-serious remark instantly dissolved all awkwardness.

Meng Ran sat a bit uneasily across from him, trying hard to adjust her mindset.

"Sister Shuyu says you’re working at [Hema Fresh] now?"

"Yes, that’s right." Mentioning her field, Meng Ran finally found some confidence again, "I’m one of the operations heads for Hema’s Southwest region."

Tang Song nodded, a hint of admiration in his tone, "[Hema]’s growth speed these years has been astonishing, especially in building ’online-offline integration’ and ’new retail scenarios’, serving as a model for domestic consumer brands."

"It’s too kind, we simply took a step ahead, anticipated and established front warehouses and digital supply chains. The real barrier is the deep reconstruction of ’people, goods, and scenes’, requiring continuous investment and trial and error."

"The reconstruction of ’people, goods, and scenes’, well put. As a frontline ’operator’, your..."

Their conversation unfolded suddenly like this.

Tang Song elegantly leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, smiled slightly, subtly controlling the entire rhythm of the gathering.

As the discussion deepened, a layer of fine sweat appeared on Meng Ran’s forehead.

At this moment, she finally realized.

Goodness, you really are ’interviewing’ me, huh?

Originally, she came to ’interview’ him, yet the roles reversed directly.

Just then, a tall, attractive figure appeared in her sight.

Meng Ran finally breathed a sigh of relief, stood up relieved, "Yu, you’re here."

Tang Song turned around, seeing the female CEO walking their way.

Camel coat, white silk shirt, black pencil skirt, nude stockings.

Standard business attire.

Her entire being exuding a charm of dignified maturity blended with vibrant sensuality.