Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 522 - 239: Remedial Measures

Tang Xintian was stunned for a few seconds, then forced a laugh and replied, "For you to take a fancy to him, it’s his good fortune..."

Then she didn’t know how to continue smoothly. She was an elite, yes, but she had never been involved in pimping for big clients. Of course, although she had never done that, as long as she could suppress her disgust, she at least knew how to hint to a female subordinate. But now... matchmaking a male subordinate with a male client? Yuck! Just thinking about that unbearable image made Tang Xintian feel a wave of physical discomfort.

And the most troublesome thing was that she couldn’t directly ask Han Lie what he really meant. What if she had misunderstood? If he didn’t have that kind of intention, but she assumed something so vile, wouldn’t that be offensive? So all she could do was chuckle awkwardly and mumble, "Shall I go ask Young Bai for his opinion?"

Brother Lie secretly laughed to himself. Feeling awkward? Good, that’s exactly what I wanted! This is what they call ’even an old master can be overwhelmed by a wild flurry of blows.’ What does it matter if one’s family background is good and their education is high? Being in a high position yet young is the greatest weakness. It’s just like how an upright heroine is always unable to outwit a lecher; the weakness is too obvious.

"There’s no need to trouble yourself," Han Lie spoke softly, a polite, irreproachable smile on his face. "I only thought that our company is lacking a good-looking young man with high emotional intelligence and public relations skills, so I made an offhand suggestion. I didn’t really mean to put you in a difficult position, Chief Tang."

Involuntarily, Tang Xintian let out a sigh of relief. She didn’t care to discern whether Han Lie’s words were true or false; she couldn’t comply either way.

"The water’s boiled, I’ll make some tea for you!"

Since the coffee table was somewhat low, she simply squatted in front of it, focusing on rinsing the teaware and steeping the tea leaves.

Tsk, tsk, so obedient and beautiful, Han Lie appreciated her silently, his mood very pleasant.

With her spirit dampened, Tang Xintian stopped her scheming and humbly lowered her own status, immediately exuding the air of a well-bred young lady from a wealthy family: focused, intellectual, elegant, and serene.

Han Lie felt that this was very good. She wasn’t the kind of girl you could win over with a big project. Elder Huang had made it very clear—the project was hers inevitably; it could win favor, but no additional conditions were to be attached. If he got too full of himself, thinking he could leverage her eagerness for promotion and then whatever else, that would be a clear sign of misunderstanding himself and underestimating Elder Huang. In reality, Han Lie didn’t even want her gratitude. The decision was made by Elder Huang; Han Lie should be seeking favors and returns from Elder Huang. What sense would it make to involve her? That would be muddle-headed! The less involved Han Lie was with her, the more valuable the favor from Elder Huang would be. Quite understandable, isn’t it? Trying to sell one favor twice, wanting everyone’s gratitude, would only lead to annoyance and being looked down upon. Conversely, the classier, more high-level approach was to focus on the main objective. He should provide Tang Xintian with enough support to help her succeed with the project. At the same time, he should reject her attempts to curry favor, ensuring she directed all her gratitude towards Elder Huang. A fledgling might not see this clearly, but Brother Lie had a lucid mind. Tang Xintian was too enticing; many men would lose their principles over her. But the more this was the case, the more Han Lie had to restrain himself. Teasing her with Young Bai was just to prevent her from continuing to cozy up to him. Her family background, talents, and beauty were all reasons Han Lie needed to keep his distance from her for the time being. When it comes to interacting with people, two words are core—positioning.

「What followed was quite unremarkable.」

Han Lie proactively kept the relationship at a distance appropriate for business negotiations, which paradoxically increased efficiency. While he was drinking tea, Tang Xintian proactively filled out two forms for him. During this time, many issues were communicated normally.

"What do you want me to fill in for education?"

"I’m currently enrolled in Humanities at Shanghai International Studies University. Just put that down."

"How about work? My suggestion is to include your status as a company shareholder to increase creditworthiness."

"That works."

"Could you lend me your ID for a photocopy?"

"Alright."

Tang Xintian took Han Lie’s ID, glanced at it, then suddenly looked up sharply, her eyes wide with surprise as she looked at Han Lie’s current face.

"Teacher Han, you..."

Han Lie smiled nonchalantly. "That photo was taken a while back."

More than just ’a while back’! Tang Xintian was astonished beyond words. Actually, looking at the facial features alone, the ID photo faintly resembled his current self; it was clearly the same person. But the change in his demeanor and aura couldn’t be simply explained by ’he’s grown into his looks.’ He was like a completely different person!

Han Lie had no wish to explain anything, but Tang Xintian had already concocted her ’truth’ in her mind. Hmm, it was basically the story of a playful young man who suddenly faced a great upheaval, matured overnight, silently vowed ’A young man’s poverty is not to be scorned,’ then strived hard and finally achieved success.

Wasn’t it very similar to Xi Luting’s own imagined backstory for him? Not surprising. Anyone who saw a slacker who’d only managed to get into a third-rate university suddenly transform into a ’male god’ would probably think the same. It was a very reasonable guess, perfectly logical.

What she speculated was of no concern to Han Lie, but she herself actually came to admire Han Lie considerably more, and the pride stemming from her educational background diminished somewhat.

"My father always admonished me that academic success isn’t everything. In you, I’ve fully seen the truth of that."

Such sweet words! If you know how to compliment, then lay it on a bit thicker! Brother Lie was in a great mood; Tang Xintian’s flattery was particularly sincere, much more so than Pan Ge’s, Xi Luting’s, or Chen Yanfei’s. Only Ding Xiang could possibly compete. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

But he wasn’t carried away and replied with the same sincerity, "Actually, luck plays a larger part in my success."