Look! No wonder they managed to found DJRH, such an incredible company! The emotional intelligence, the way they treat people, it’s truly commendable! As the Chief Assistant of Rongliu Capital, it’s actually quite acceptable to occasionally be addressed as "President Lin" in private. But someone of Zheng Qiudong’s status calling her that way, it’s definitely flattering her. "Chairman Zheng, you’re too kind. It’s my honor to come and pick you up." Lin Muxue smiled slightly, her tone a perfect blend of modesty and confidence. Zheng Qiudong nodded with a smile and politely greeted Xiong Yanfeng and Zhao Yuan beside him. The group exchanged pleasantries as they exited the VIP passage. A black Rolls-Royce Phantom glided slowly over and smoothly parked to the side. The car door opened, and Liu Jiayi efficiently got out of the car, first stowing Zheng Qiudong’s suitcase, then gently pulling open the rear door. Lin Muxue softly said, "Chairman Zheng, please get in." "Thank you." Zheng Qiudong bent down and sat inside. Lin Muxue slightly turned her head, nodded farewell to her several "old colleagues," and gracefully sat on the other side. The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel·fiɾe·net Watching as the Rolls-Royce drove off gently. Xiong Yanfeng and Guo Wenlei quickly collected themselves and called Zhao Yuan as they headed toward the prepared business vehicle. Gu Cheng’s thoughts seemed to linger on Lin Muxue, his heart ablaze. Looks like he underestimated this "beautiful and rich girl" colleague. The previous cold demeanor now seemed like a sign of strong confidence. Thinking about it, he pulled out his phone, found Lin Muxue’s contact. Opened the chat box, pondered for words: "Muxue, are you still working at Gathering Emotion Gold now?" Right away, a prominent alert popped up: "Luna has enabled friend verification. You are not yet his/her friend. Please send a friend request first..." Gu Cheng’s face instantly turned dark. Inside the luxurious cabin. Zheng Qiudong looked at Liu Jiayi in the driver’s seat and smiled, saying: "Assistant Liu, it’s been a while." "It’s been a while, Chairman Zheng." Zheng Qiudong leaned back against the soft seat, his voice relaxed and casual: "Shangguan has already arrived in Yan City, wonder if you’ve met yet?" "Oh?" Liu Jiayi’s voice carried a nuance of emotion: "She didn’t tell me about this." "Haha, then she’s being unkind, shows she doesn’t consider you a friend. I suggest giving her a little lesson when you meet." Toward the end, his voice carried a bit of teasing. Sitting beside them, Lin Muxue watched them dumbly, not expecting they actually knew each other. And the fact that they seemed very familiar. Also, who is this Shangguan? But she’s not very familiar with these two either, so she hesitated to speak up. At this moment, Zheng Qiudong suddenly turned his head and gazed at her brightly. Lin Muxue instinctively sat up straight, showing a radiant smile. Zheng Qiudong curved his mouth upward: "Muxue, is President Tang doing well lately?" "He’s doing pretty well!" "Speaking of which, I haven’t seen him for almost a year now, miss him a lot." Zheng Qiudong shook his head in nostalgia. Actually, this visit to Yan City was his initiative. Tang Song merely communicated the HR plan targeting Huashang Clothing through Lin Bai. By logic, the two headhunting teams should have been able to handle it. But he couldn’t wait any longer, DJRH is at a critical moment, his development philosophy and Chairman Jin have diverged. Even though he submitted the acquisition proposal on Valentine’s Day as reminded by Shangguan Qiuya, it was still mercilessly rejected. Although Chairman Jin mentioned many commercial reasons, his intuition told him the reason for his trouble was him helping Su Yu manage issues with Xingyun International Group, Light and Shadow Media, and Wen Ruan. His ambition and desire drove him not to stop; he needed Tang Song’s support. After all, he took the blame to help his woman. The car slowly approached the city center. Lin Muxue tried to maintain an elegant calm, chattering with Zheng Qiudong without much intensity. Most of the time, Zheng Qiudong was asking about Tang Song. Huayun Center Building B, Light and Shadow Media. "In three days, I’ll have the team present you a preliminary plan. If there are any issues, we can communicate anytime." "President Wang, rest assured, for Light and Shadow Media, quality is always the top priority." "Yes, okay, goodbye." After hanging up the call, Wen Ruan gently exhaled, slightly reclining back, leaning against the leather chair. Her fingers casually fiddled with the leaves of the green plant on the desk edge. After a moment, she squinted slightly, a faint smile curling at the corners of her mouth. Reaching for her phone, she clicked on Tang Song’s WeChat avatar, her fingers swiftly typing: "Mr. Tang, did you miss me today?" [Tang Song: "Did Sister miss me?"] Wen Ruan’s mouth curled into a mischievous smile, her fingers swiftly tapping the screen: "Of course I miss you, I just finished today’s work, and the fire is strong, need you to personally cool me down. Come to my office now, I’ll let you have something good." Then she undid a button, opening the jacket’s collar, revealing the deep cleavage inside. Took a photo and shared it directly. The previous encounter with Xie Shuyu, Tang Song owed her 3 times, which hasn’t been paid back even once. Lately, she often used this to tease him, which was undoubtedly the biggest fun after work. [Tang Song: helpless (emoji)] [Tang Song: "I’m in a meeting now, Sister stop joking."] Wen Ruan chuckled lightly, her fingertips swiftly gliding on the screen: "Ah, meeting, wouldn’t that be exciting. Want me to... perk you up? You should know Sister’s warm heart."