Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 1668 - 579: The Winds of Xiang River (Daily Life) (2)

Chapter 1668: Chapter 579: The Winds of Xiang River (Daily Life) (2)

However, at this level, if you directly give him the shares of many well-known companies, it’s tantamount to exposing his entire self, and also may lead to scrutiny.

11:50 in the morning.

The three walked out of the executive suite, took the elevator straight to the fourth floor’s Long Jingxuan.

This is also the world’s first Michelin three-star Chinese restaurant, renowned for its Cantonese cuisine.

Inside the restaurant, dark wood decor seamlessly blends with modern Chinese decoration, creating an elegant and grand environment.

Approaching noon, the restaurant already had quite a few people.

Under the respectful guidance of the waiter, the three arrived at a window-side seat.

From the window, you could gaze far into the Victoria Harbour’s skyline, while indoors it was a luxurious, quiet dining atmosphere.

The first to be served were three appetizer dim sums: Abalone chicken puff, Dragon Prince steamed dumplings, Pine nut char siu pineapple bun.

All were portions for three.

The plating was exquisite, with very little food.

Following Lin Muxue’s suggestion, Tang Song first picked up a piece of abalone chicken puff.

A rich aroma enveloped him; the moment it entered the mouth, the pastry made a light "crack" between the teeth, followed by the soft and tender abalone and the savory, full-bodied chicken fillings, layered distinctly, with a rich texture.

Tang Song squinted his eyes slightly, immersed in the pleasure brought by the taste.

Then, one by one, the main dishes, seafood, staple foods, and desserts were served.

The pace of serving was precisely controlled, neither rushed nor slow.

Every dish was served at precisely the right temperature and in the best state before him.

Since he began maintaining discipline, Tang Song rarely focused so intently on "eating," but this meal seemed to awaken his taste buds.

The delight from the food rippled like waves, flowing from the mouth to the nerves.

Lin Muxue, in her element, was radiant and animated.

In a soft voice, she explained the origin of each ingredient and flavor pairing for each dish, noting details even the waiter hadn’t mentioned.

Her perfume was newly changed, a faint grapefruit fresh note, with a hint of sweet maturity under the afternoon sun.

It made Tang Song’s mood even more joyous.

Shen Yuyan sat on the opposite side, silently observing the interaction between the two.

Occasionally, she exchanged glances with Lin Muxue, seeing a bit of pride and confidence in each other’s eyes.

In this respect, she was indeed far inferior to the "fake socialite," unable to insert much into the conversation, at most just echoing a few words.

...

The lunch lasted nearly an hour and a half.

Tang Song opened his appetite, feasting joyously, and when leaving Long Jingxuan, he looked entirely refreshed.

Back in the suite, he rested for a while and chatted a bit.

Lin Muxue started tidying the accompanying luggage methodically for him, hanging freshly washed clothes in the wardrobe, sorted by fabric and purpose.

Her movements were skillful and swift.

Meanwhile, Shen Yuyan sat on the sofa opposite Tang Song, legs together, back straight, beginning a brief work report.

Pencil skirt, black stockings, small blazer.

School Beauty Shen had now fully assumed the role of special assistant, exuding the charm of a career woman.

In recent days, she almost daily maintained communication with Tang Song, proactively taking on project progress management, reorganizing the execution status of all existing investment cases of the company.

Trying to help Tang Song establish a clear, controllable collaborative workflow to better manage the company.

In this aspect, she indeed performed exceptionally.

And it’s precisely what Tang Song needed.

He had taken over Rongliu Capital for quite a while but was visiting the headquarters for the first time.

With such an assistant by his side, everything was clear and he could quickly get into work mode.

Tang Song glanced at Assistant Shen, then looked towards the bedroom where Assistant Lin was busy.

The corner of his lips lifted slightly, and a pleased smile appeared in his eyes.

Their division of labor was clear: one was attentive and meticulous, the other logical and rigorous, without interfering with each other, yet both revolving around him.

It indeed greatly improved his efficiency.

Of course, most importantly, both were beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

"Tap tap tap—" Elegant footsteps approached slowly.

Lin Muxue walked to Tang Song’s side, her voice soft, "President Tang, you must be tired from your travels; I’ve booked a spa treatment at the Four Seasons Hotel for you to relax your whole body. Coincidentally, I need to attend an LVMH social evening as well, requiring some care treatment. So, I reserved a double package to accompany you."

Her voice paused for a moment, then looked at Shen Yuyan, somewhat regretfully, "Sorry, Shirley, the hotel doesn’t have a suitable triple room. I’ll invite you separately for a treatment another day."

Shen Yuyan’s eye twitched imperceptibly, yet her face still carried a composed smile, "No problem, you two go ahead."

Spa together as a man and woman, especially body care...

She and Tang Song were far from reaching that level of intimacy.

As for "three-person spa with Lin Muxue"?

Just the thought of it made her feel entirely uncomfortable.

Too chaotic!

However... if it was her old friend Qingqing...

She glanced at the opposite side at the lazy and handsome man, her heart skipped a beat, a slight blush quietly creeping onto her cheeks.

Hmm, it’s not entirely impossible.

She lightly licked her lips, concealing her rising thoughts, standing up, "President Tang, I’ll go ahead and communicate with the company’s executives to arrange your upcoming work schedule."

"Hmm, go ahead."

Shen Yuyan nodded towards him and slightly tilted her head to Lin Muxue, then turned and walked out.

Arriving at the door, her steps paused habitually as she glanced back.

She saw Lin Muxue already sitting on Tang Song’s lap, arms wrapped around his neck, slowly twisting her waist, unabashedly kissing his cheek.

Tang Song was half-leaning against the sofa, his hand already disappearing inside her clothes.

Shen Yuyan bit her lip, muttering softly "reckless bunch," quietly nudged the door open, and left.