The sky gradually quieted down, and the city lights lit up one by one. Neon lights, street lamps, and the decorative lights on the high-rise buildings intertwined, reflecting a dazzling array of colors off the Rolls-Royce’s body. The tires made a slight rustling sound as they rubbed against the ground, and the car slowly came to a stop in the drop-off area. A uniformed doorman quickly stepped forward and respectfully opened the car door. Tang Song slowly stood up and walked towards the hotel. The sound of his leather shoes striking the marble floor echoed crisply. "Chairman Tang!" "Chairman Tang!"... The hotel staff held their breath, watching his figure disappear into the elevator, a sense of awe filling their hearts. Passing through the magnificent hotel lobby, he took the elevator directly to the fifth floor. The metallic shimmer of the doors slowly opened, and Tang Song slightly adjusted his cuffs before stepping outside, his movements crisp, graceful, and casual. Orıginal content can be found at novel※fire.net Before long, led by a waiter, Tang Song stood in front of an intricately carved wooden door. "Chairman Tang, Mr. Zheng is already waiting for you inside." Tang Song nodded slightly. Maintaining his silence, he naturally exuded an aura of awe under the influence of [Outfit - Accomplished]. But at this moment, his heart was not calm. The game had become reality; after meeting Mo Xiangwan, Su Yu, and Luo Bin, he was finally going to meet the fourth character. Growth level 90, SSR Character, the 40-year-old Zheng Qiudong. He pushed open the door to the private room. A light cigar scent and the rich aroma of whiskey enveloped him. The wooden decor matched well with the warm yellow lights, creating a cozy yet dignified atmosphere. Tang Song scanned the room, his gaze quickly locking onto the figure sitting on the leather sofa. A glass of whiskey in his hand, his expression calm and countenance handsome; his dark outfit further accentuated his mature and steady aura, while subtly hinting at an impending sharpness. Noticing the movement at the door, Zheng Qiudong put down the whiskey and turned towards him. They exchanged glances. His figure gradually overlapped with the game’s illustration. The virtual and the real intersected, light and shadow blurred; a name naturally surfaced in Tang Song’s mind. Segments of game plot related to him flashed through Tang Song’s mind, causing his gaze to show brief confusion. This headhunter, with whom the player "Tang Song" has an excellent relationship in the game, has a strong desire for success and career ambition, filled with ambition, he is a charismatic leader. With the help of the player "Tang Song", Zheng Qiudong and his DJRH achieved unprecedented success. He also became a business icon with a "comeback" image due to his unique personal charisma, and his biography "Boundless Hunting Grounds" became a bestseller both domestically and internationally. "President Tang, long time no see." Zheng Qiudong stood up, his tone tinged with a bit of sentiment and respect. Although there were some changes in appearance, from Tang Song’s presence, Zheng Qiudong could still clearly see the image of the cool, rational, and unfathomable "President Tang." "Long time no see, old Zheng." Tang Song broke into a big smile, opening his arms. Zheng Qiudong paused slightly, then laughed twice, striding forward to give Tang Song a hearty hug. Handing his suit jacket to the bowing waiter, the two sat on the sofa opposite each other. On the table in front of them were a few exquisite dishes. Looking at Tang Song across from him, whose aura had become gentle and restrained, Zheng Qiudong’s expression also relaxed. He tapped his fingers on the burgundy wine bottle, his face showing a very infectious smile, "Single malt, Macallan 25-year-old Sherry Oak, your favorite. It’s been almost a year since we met; you must drink with me more today." Saying this, Zheng Qiudong raised his shimmering goblet and gave it a shake in his direction. "No problem." Tang Song’s mouth curved up as he raised his glass to clink it with his. Even though Tang Song didn’t know when he started liking this kind of whiskey, he still maintained calmness in front of this in-game friend. The slightly cool liquid glided into his mouth, full and rich; the sweet aroma of dried fruits blossomed instantly, bringing a sense of joy to his mind. It was indeed delicious. The two of them chatted and laughed casually as they started eating. After half a year without meeting, Zheng Qiudong was feeling somewhat excited. He started chatting with Tang Song about everything under the sun. "Ding ding ding~" The sound of clinking glasses was incessant. Zheng Qiudong, with excellent eloquence and emotional intelligence, well-read and experienced, spoke with witty remarks and the atmosphere was very pleasant. Due to the system’s rules prohibiting actions that would "affect the Charm score," whenever Zheng Qiudong touched on matters of other characters or related company changes, Tang Song would naturally remain silent or change the topic. Zheng Qiudong seemed accustomed to Tang Song’s "cool composure," imperceptibly following Tang Song’s wishes, only discussing topics like Huashang Clothing, policies, regulations, and industry innovation. However, during this process, he genuinely sensed what Mo Xiangwan meant by "President Tang has changed." The sense of humanity, especially keen to someone with sharp senses like him, was especially deep. It also gave him more confidence in his upcoming persuasion. Listening to Zheng Qiudong talk, observing his behavior and expressions, Tang Song felt deeply moved. Truly a game character nurtured by the system to reach full growth, with impeccable comprehensive qualities. Whether in the tight logic in his speech or the calm confidence in his gestures, he exuded an invisible sense of pressure.