Zhao Yaqian was completely confused at the time, but now she gradually understood.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The phone suddenly vibrated.

[Xue: "Qianqian, how’s it going?"]

Zhao Yaqian quickly typed back: "Very smoothly, we’re friends now, I guess. And we’ve finalized the collaboration."

[Xue: "Oh, that’s good. By the way, there’s one more thing. How about staying at my place tomorrow night?"]

Zhao Yaqian: "(^.^) Sure, I’m recently hooked on Bei Yuwei’s new series, it’s super good. Let’s binge-watch together."

[Xue: "Well, we can binge-watch anytime. I’m heading to London soon and will be away for a while. I mean, we, along with Tang Song, could drink, chat, and play a few rounds of Dou Dizhu."]

Seeing this message, Zhao Yaqian’s cheeks instantly turned red.

She guiltily turned the phone screen face down and subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yurong nearby.

Biting her lip, she sneakily sent back an OK emoji.

But her heartbeat couldn’t help but speed up.

A 19-year-old beautician, hormones are in full swing.

For her, this kind of fun game was both nerve-wracking and filled with unexplainable anticipation.

...

Yan Province Financial Center Building A, Rongliu Capital.

Lin Muxue exited the chat interface, leaning back in her Herman Miller office chair, her long legs unconsciously squeezing together.

The silky stockings rubbed lightly against her thighs, bringing a tingling sensation.

She began to imagine the battle tomorrow.

Definitely can’t drink water beforehand this time. Last time, in front of the beautician, she almost exposed her big secret of "drawing maps."

She licked her lips and sat up straight.

Glancing at the schedule, there were only 3 days left until her departure for London.

On November 16th, which is this Thursday, she would officially start her "Imperial College gold-plating trip."

Thinking of this, her mood became more and more excited.

Anne Kate, that generous "big foreigner," had loftily claimed the last time they met that she would lend her own Gulfstream G650ER private jet and arrange high-level private reception for her.

That was the style of the Kate family, undoubtedly impressive, enough to leave those rich second-generation friends traveling with her slack-jawed.

This pretending is going straight to the heavens!

Moreover, she could also experience the entire process of international travel.

After all, as Tang Song’s personal assistant, she would appear more composed and professional when coordinating Tang Song’s future trips.

Of course, Anne Kate’s generosity came at a "cost."

That being the "night of revelry" meticulously planned by the other party tomorrow night.

Thinking of the possibly outrageous and thrilling scene, Lin Muxue felt her cheeks heat up and her heart speed up.

"Knock knock knock—"

The knocking interrupted her thoughts.

Lin Muxue quickly straightened up and said, "Come in."

The office door opened, Shen Yuyan holding a folder, walked in with graceful steps.

"Luna." A perfect professional smile on her face, she gently placed a file on Lin Muxue’s desk, "This is the final investment agreement document from President Tang for Smart Chain Future, please take a look."

She didn’t want to come, but since Lin Muxue was her nominal superior, the recent enthusiasm of this "Chief Assistant" was off the charts.

She required that all documents submitted to Tang Song first go through her, with a copy simultaneously sent to her.

Lin Muxue glanced over the document and casually said, "Got it, leave it here."

Her tone was neither light nor heavy, carrying a sense of casualness from a superior to a subordinate.

Shen Yuyan did not immediately leave.

She leisurely adjusted her clothing, smiling warmly and said:

"I heard you’re flying to London this Thursday, and you’ll be gone for several days. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of things for President Tang while you’re away. I’ll make sure all his schedules are planned in advance. Just enjoy your rare vacation."

Lin Muxue’s eyes twitched, detecting the provocation in her words.

With a light laugh, she said, "That’s hard work, Shirley. But this time heading to London, besides attending alumni gatherings, I have a lot of work matters too, need to report to President Tang regularly. The word ’vacation’ isn’t quite accurate."

Shen Yuyan’s smile remained unchanged, "Oh? What kind of work? Need me to help with preliminary data organization? After all, having an extra person could make it a bit easier for you."

"No need, they’re internal secrets."

"Haha, alright then, I won’t bother you. By the way, I’ve already told President Tang, tomorrow we’re inspecting two investment projects, so... I won’t be at the company tomorrow."

Lin Muxue chuckled lightly, picking up the pen on the desk, elegantly twirling it between her fingers, "Got it, tomorrow night I have plans with President Tang, most likely having dinner at my place. Remember to keep me updated on President Tang’s itinerary, I need to prepare in advance."

Shen Yuyan’s smile slightly froze but quickly adjusted.

"Sure, no problem."

Returning to her own workspace.

Lowering her head, taking a deep breath, an unsettling feeling lingered.

Shen Yuyan lowered her head, looking at the exquisite face reflected on the computer screen, took a deep breath, and exhaled forcefully.

However, an oppressive feeling lingered in her heart, making her feel suffocated.

She thought of Wen Ruan in Yang City, thought of Tian Jing, Lin Muxue, even Qingqing.

When did it start, that she would care, even envy these things?