novelraw Chapter 235: Xu Qing: "Little Jing, what on earth are you up to!"
Chapter 235: Xu Qing: "Little Jing, what on earth are you up to!"
"Well? Are you considering it?" Tang Song asked calmly, his gaze fixed on Lin Muxue.
Lin Muxue swallowed hard, her dry tongue brushing against the inside of her mouth as it tingled. She stared at Tang Song’s face and did her best to keep her voice steady. "I don’t need to think about it. For me, this is a great opportunity for growth. Honestly, after more than six months at Rongxin Ventures, I’ve found it a bit dull. Moving to Slover Trust would not only give me a change of environment but also allow me to help my best friend. I’d be happy to."
Beside her, Zhao Yaqian was visibly moved. "Thank you, Little Xue."
The new task Tang Song had assigned her far exceeded her personal abilities, but she didn’t want to let him down. She genuinely hoped to grow as a person, and having Little Xue’s support gave her reassurance.
"Don’t mention it, Qianqian." Lin Muxue reached over Tang Song, grabbing the beautician’s hand. "Tang Song is offering me a better path, and besides, we’re such close friends."
Leaning forward as she spoke, her body naturally pressed against Tang Song’s arm.
The scene of this deep sisterly bond made Tang Song’s expression briefly awkward.
His right hand was still on the beautician’s smooth thigh, while his left arm was snugly enveloped.
As a self-proclaimed earnest and pure-hearted guy, a faint sense of shame crept over him. [I’m not this kind of person!]
After a moment of self-reflection, Tang Song shifted slightly.Lin Muxue’s body stiffened as a faint blush rose on her cheeks. After a moment, she sat upright again.
"Tang Song, what role do you think I’d be most suited for at Slover Trust?" she asked, her large, watery eyes looking directly at him.
Her posture adjusted—back straight, legs together—exuding the poise of an accomplished professional. With her background in aviation services, she had a natural advantage in grace and presentation, both in form and demeanor.
At Rongxin Ventures, there was no shortage of young, attractive women. Among them were some with relatively modest job titles but surprisingly influential positions.
Take the chairman’s assistant, for example—her wardrobe was always bold and eye-catching, and everyone made it a point to greet her with a smile.
This opportunity was once-in-a-lifetime. Zhao Yaqian needed help, and Tang Song had extended a personal invitation.
If she could manage to land a position as Tang Song’s assistant, she’d not only get to be close to him but also command respect at the company.
When her classmates came around to film their "Classmate Mystery Box" videos, she could casually introduce herself as a secretary or assistant director at a prestigious foreign-funded financial firm.
That would make her a prime example of an elite, highly educated woman—a standout in every way!
Looking at the elegant and poised Lin Muxue sitting before him, Tang Song couldn’t help but let a smile tug at the corner of his mouth. "I don’t know much about your professional capabilities. Why don’t you recommend yourself?"
Slover Trust’s organizational structure was robust, including committees, trust management, investment, risk management, finance, administration, HR, and other departments. Of course, the Yan City branch was a smaller-scale operation.
"My thoughts are this," Lin Muxue began, her tone soft and expectant as she shifted slightly closer to Tang Song. "Slover Trust is a professional and complex financial institution. As someone new, I wouldn’t have much clout. To better support Qianqian, I’d need some added credibility.
"My previous work experience is mainly in administrative and clerical roles, so I wouldn’t be suited for the investment department. However, secretarial or assistant roles seem like a great match.
"You’re always busy with work, so I could double as your assistant—helping you handle documents and materials while also supporting Qianqian more effectively.
"Of course, I’d proactively learn relevant skills. If you ever want to know how the trust fund is operating, I could even brief you on it."
Her university major, "Aviation Services," covered topics like service psychology, image design, etiquette, and first aid.
Asking her to handle technical or financial tasks would be unreasonable, but when it came to providing personal support, she was confident she could take excellent care of Tang Song.
She’d also be an impressive figure to bring to business negotiations.
In fact, several of her university classmates had pursued similar paths successfully.
Seeing Tang Song remain silent, seemingly pondering her proposal, Lin Muxue grew increasingly anxious. She gently clasped his arm and said earnestly, "I just want to inject some new elements into my life and take on a new challenge. You could pay me the minimum salary—it doesn’t matter."
Her expression stayed calm, but her heart was pounding in her chest.
This was a life-changing opportunity—more critical than any college entrance exam!
Lin Muxue had never been this nervous in her entire life—nor had she ever wanted something so desperately.
Tang Song carefully observed her expressions and actions, noting the growing urgency in her eyes. Once he felt the timing was just right, he chuckled softly. "Alright, it’s a good proposal. Assistant Lin, I look forward to you joining us and doing a great job."
He never hid his appreciation for Lin Muxue’s looks—after all, his initial interest in her was largely due to her beauty and striking figure. Having her around as a personal assistant wouldn’t just be aesthetically pleasing, but it would also allow him to better observe and manage her, helping him refine his emotional intelligence.
Hearing Tang Song’s confirmation, a rush of excitement surged through Lin Muxue, leaving her face flushed. "Don’t worry, I’ll do an excellent job! I’ll quit my position at Rongxin Ventures tomorrow and be ready to start the day after! I’ll familiarize myself with the company’s processes as quickly as possible."
"There’s no need to rush. Get your personal affairs in order first, like your high school classmates," Tang Song said, patting her thigh lightly.
The silky fabric of her pencil skirt hid a firm, supple softness beneath, and the touch was undeniably pleasant.
Tang Song had his own mission to complete, Observer, and hoped Lin Muxue would take the "Classmate Mystery Box" seriously.
"It’s fine," Lin Muxue replied, biting her lip softly. "Even though they’ll arrive Thursday, they won’t start filming immediately. Besides, that’s minor compared to work—it’s better to prioritize this."
"Alright then. Send me your personal details, and I’ll inform the company tomorrow to make arrangements," Tang Song instructed.
"Perfect! That works! I’ll keep you updated on my progress!" Lin Muxue’s voice was filled with enthusiasm as she reached for the fruit plate on the coffee table.
She first offered a strawberry to Zhao Yaqian. "Darling, open wide."
"Ahhh—thanks, Little Xue!" Zhao Yaqian happily bit into the fruit, her eyes crinkling with joy.
Then Lin Muxue picked up another strawberry and held it up to Tang Song. With a playful tone, she said, "President Tang, here’s a strawberry for you! As your assistant, I’ll be ready to follow your instructions from now on."
Tang Song smiled and opened his mouth slightly, letting the sweet juice spread across his palate. Read complete version only at novelFirｅ.net
But just as he bit down, her scented fingertips brushed his lips and lingered for a moment.
Lin Muxue glanced quickly at Zhao Yaqian beside them, and upon seeing no reaction, she finally let out a sigh of relief.
Everything had gone even smoother and more perfectly than I imagined.
For an ordinary aviation services graduate like her, stepping into the role of a financial professional—and at a prestigious company like Slover Trust—was nothing short of a dream come true.
From now on, her online persona would align with reality, and she no longer had to fear anyone exposing her background.
As for her high school classmate Chen Siyue’s "Mystery Box" video, she wouldn’t flaunt herself unnecessarily. She’d wait for them to repeatedly ask and doubt her before delivering a jaw-dropping surprise.
Until then, there was much to prepare: the house, the car, and her new job.
Lin Muxue blinked, her gaze lingering on Tang Song’s handsome face, her thoughts churning. Tang Song, Tang Song... you really are my destined prince!
The night outside grew deeper.
On TV, a popular variety show played.
The coffee table was covered with fruit platters that Lin Muxue had prepared, along with some small snacks.
Tang Song sat comfortably between the two women, indulging in the laid-back atmosphere. He casually stroked the smooth curve of Zhao Yaqian’s thigh while being fed snacks by both of them.
He felt an overwhelming sense of contentment and ease with life.
Suddenly, the sound of the electronic door lock echoed.
Moments later, He Liting stepped in, her footsteps quick and eager after changing into her slippers.
Dressed neatly in professional attire, she carried a red envelope in her hand and had a bright, excited smile on her face.
"Qianqian! Guess what I’ve got here—it’s a surprise!"
Zhao Yaqian stood up, smiling at her cousin. "Ting Ting, you’re back! What’s the surprise? Let me see!"
As He Liting took in the scene in the living room, she froze briefly before quickly greeting, "President Tang!"
"Good evening, Lili. Thanks for your hard work tonight," Tang Song replied with a smile and a nod. "It’s after hours, no need to be so formal."
"Got it, haha," He Liting laughed as she stepped closer to the coffee table. Her gaze shifted to Lin Muxue, and she greeted, "Good evening, Little Xue. You’re here too?"
"Yes," Lin Muxue nodded gracefully and asked curiously, "Ting Ting, do you work at Tang… Song’s company?"
She hesitated at first, wanting to call him "President Tang," but it felt too distant given the casual atmosphere. Deep down, she hoped to foster a closer connection with him.
"Yes, I’m a livestream host for an e-commerce fashion company," He Liting replied.
As their eyes met, He Liting’s expression froze briefly before returning to normal. However, seeing how close Lin Muxue sat to Tang Song, she couldn’t help but sigh internally.
My cousin really is clueless.
She already has so many competitors, and yet she’s bringing in someone as formidable as Lin Muxue!
If she wanted help, couldn’t she rely on her cousin instead?
Lin Muxue stood up with a smile, extending her hand. "Well then, I suppose we’re colleagues now. I just received an offer from Tang Song’s trust company."
He Liting lightly shook Lin Muxue’s hand, but a wave of defeat washed over her heart.
This Little Xue was a well-dressed financial white-collar beauty—not much different from the glamorous senior executives in Tang Song's circle.
If she really set her sights on getting close to him, her chances of success would be high.
"Ting Ting, let me see the surprise you’re talking about!" Zhao Yaqian grabbed the red envelope from her cousin and quickly opened it.
Inside, she found two paper invitations, and her face instantly lit up with joy.
"Su Yu’s concert invitations? Wow! We can go to the concert!" she exclaimed.
Hearing this, Lin Muxue, who had been smiling calmly, froze for a moment before rushing over. "Let me see! Let me see!"
When her eyes landed on the text, her breathing quickened.
Su Yu’s Concert Ticket Redemption Invitation. VIP Section.
If these tickets were listed online, they’d fetch at least ten times the face value!
But even more important was the prestige of the invitation itself.
Her high school nemesis He Xiaohui, who was coming with Chen Siyue, had managed to snag a ticket for one of the most marginal sections and was already flaunting it nonstop in their group chat.
If Lin Muxue could present a VIP invitation, it would undoubtedly leave He Xiaohui’s face burning with embarrassment.
He Liting glanced at Tang Song, her cheeks flushing slightly as she explained, "These were part of the employee perks that President Tang distributed today. Everyone at the office was thrilled."
"Mua~" Zhao Yaqian leaned over and kissed Tang Song on the cheek, her eyes shining with excitement. "Thank you, Brother Song! Are you going to the concert too?"
Tang Song hesitated for a moment, his expression slightly unnatural. "I’ll be there, but I’ll be backstage since I have some business with Tang Zong Entertainment."
"Oh, I see. Then Ting Ting and I will go together," Zhao Yaqian replied with understanding.
Listening to their conversation, Lin Muxue suddenly realized the connection between Tang Song and Tang Zong Entertainment.
Of course. With Tang Song’s connections, getting these invitations must have been effortless.
Swallowing hard, she began pondering how to approach Tang Song for a ticket of her own.
But she quickly dismissed the idea—she’d already gained so much today. Asking for more would risk coming across as greedy, which could leave a bad impression.
There was still a week until Su Yu’s concert. She resolved to perform well in the meantime, earning the opportunity to ask for a ticket naturally.
June 14, 2023, Wednesday. Clear skies, 20–38°C.
Early in the morning, Tang Song’s disciplined biological clock roused him from sleep.
Glancing at the beautician’s sensuous, pale body beside him, Tang Song instinctively massaged his waist.
After completing one of her Growth Plan Tasks, Zhao Yaqian’s endurance had reached 67—nearly catching up to his own.
Her youthful energy and vigor made her an intense partner, especially since she’d pulled out a seductive maid outfit last night, which nearly drove him to madness.
In the end, it was his Heartthrob Hands and Heartthrob Aura that gave him the edge and ensured her defeat.
Still, he reminded himself that more training was necessary.
He opened his system interface and checked the durability of the item "Magic Umbrella".
(Durability: 28/30)
After two full rounds the previous evening and a short halftime break, he concluded that durability wasn’t based on specific actions but on the number of matches played.
Gently moving the beautician’s long legs off him, Tang Song carefully sat up.
In the walk-in closet, he donned a set of workout gear and began his morning routine.
By 7:00 a.m., Tang Song returned home with breakfast in hand, just in time to encounter He Liting in her pajamas.
"I bought breakfast for three. Would you like to join us?" he offered.
He Liting hesitated briefly before nodding. "Thank you. I’d love to."
Sharing breakfast with the company’s "Prince Charming" CEO—and eating food he personally bought—was a temptation too good to resist!
Seated at the dining table, He Liting nibbled on a fragrant shumai while sneaking glances at Tang Song.
Having just finished his workout, his body exuded an aura of vitality.
His lean yet muscular frame was evident beneath his lightweight athletic wear, his toned physique a captivating sight.
So handsome! So charismatic!
Unbidden, her mind wandered to the snippets of unguarded conversation she had overheard the previous night.
The typically composed and gentle President Tang was surprisingly uninhibited in private!
Qianqian clearly isn’t a match for him, she thought, her face flushing as she subtly adjusted her posture.
I wonder if Qianqian would consider calling in reinforcements…
Though she lacked experience herself, she was full of determination and willing to learn.
“Lili.”
The gentle, magnetic voice startled He Liting so much that her chopsticks nearly slipped from her grasp. “Ah—yes, I’m here,” she responded hastily.
"I recently reviewed all your live-stream recordings and have some thoughts on your style and positioning," Tang Song said after taking a sip of vegetable congee. "Your voice and appearance are both very approachable, and your product explanations during streams are smooth and engaging. Your interactions with the audience feel authentic and naturally attract fans. Many comments praise you for this."
He Liting immediately straightened up at the mention of work, her expression turning serious as she nodded earnestly. "Thank you for the recognition, Boss!"
Tang Song then went on to thoughtfully outline her personal branding and developmental direction.
Given his experience as a self-media practitioner and internet influencer, combined with his current work in live-stream e-commerce, Tang Song had put significant effort into studying and refining his expertise in the field.
With his natural talent and intelligence, his focused insights carried considerable weight.
For He Liting’s persona, he envisioned her as the image of a refined woman who embodies both fashion sense and a balanced lifestyle.
Unlike the popular "hard-selling," "pressure tactics," or "scripted" live-streaming styles, she would adopt a "gentle narrative" approach, creating a calm and relaxed rhythm for her streams.
This style aligned perfectly with their target demographic, binding the brand's identity to hers.
In live-stream e-commerce, attractiveness alone doesn’t guarantee success.
A look like Lin Muxue’s—combined with her figure and aura—would likely draw a predominantly male audience. However, an account with an overly high percentage of male followers is ultimately unsustainable.
He Liting, on the other hand, had a soft, pretty face and a well-proportioned figure—feminine yet not overly provocative. She was ideal for modeling clothes in a way that appeared effortless and non-threatening. Combined with her "gentle narrative" approach, she had immense potential to appeal to a female audience and grow her following.
As Tang Song laid out his ideas, He Liting became completely engrossed, even forgetting to eat.
His insights into her positioning resonated deeply, and his plan was clear and actionable.
This wasn’t just a boss or a wealthy entrepreneur talking—it was someone who had truly considered her future and put considerable thought into it.
Her emotions swelled with gratitude, mingled with a faint admiration and a hint of infatuation. She silently resolved to operate her account to the best of her ability.
Beicheng Garden Residential Complex.
"Ah!"
Shen Yuyan jolted awake, a face suddenly looming over her, and let out a startled cry.
"Qingqing! What are you doing hovering over my bed so early in the morning? You scared me half to death!" Shen Yuyan scolded, swatting her friend on the head.
Xu Qing stuck out her tongue playfully. "Yanyan, look at my outfit. Does it remind you of anything?"
Shen Yuyan blinked groggily, giving her a once-over before raising an eyebrow. "Why are you wearing our old college uniform? And that bun hairstyle with the hair clip…"
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Xu Qing spun around with a mischievous grin. "How is it? Doesn’t it take you back to our university days? When Tang Song sees this, he’ll definitely be surprised! Yanyan, why don’t you put on your old clothes too? I’ll help you do your makeup for a nostalgic throwback!"
"Pointless," Shen Yuyan yawned, leaning back against her headboard in a weary daze.
She had worked late the night before and then been roped into cooking practice by Xu Qing. Now, her whole body felt drained.
Xu Qing pouted. "This is all because of you! I went through so much trouble to get Tang Song onboard for your investment idea, and now you’re making me tell him it’s off the table? How am I supposed to break that to him without offering some kind of compensation for his wounded pride? Maybe if he sees us in our old college outfits, he’ll let it slide."
Shen Yuyan froze, a hint of guilt flashing across her face. "Fine, I’ll listen to you."
After all, her best friend was only trying to help her.
Besides, she could tell Xu Qing had feelings for Tang Song.
If this matter caused Tang Song to dislike her friend, she’d feel too guilty to sleep.
Hearing Shen Yuyan agree, Xu Qing’s face broke into a bright smile.
She twirled in front of the mirror, admiring herself. "Hehe, I’m naturally gorgeous! Three years after graduation, and I haven’t gained a single pound. I can still rock all my old clothes and look amazing!"
"You’ve gained six pounds since graduation," Shen Yuyan countered with a teasing smile as she stood up. Her gaze fell on Xu Qing’s chest. "But your cup size hasn’t budged—it’s still a small B."
"That’s not true! I’ve definitely gained a little!"
"Ha! Should we strip and compare? Do you dare?" Shen Yuyan puffed out her C-cup proudly, smirking.
Feeling humiliated, Xu Qing’s eyes widened in indignation before she lunged forward.
"Ah! You big dummy, cut it out!"
"If you keep this up, I won’t hold back!"
…
After a good while, Shen Yuyan threw on a shirt over her shoulders and gave Xu Qing a light smack on her petite rear. "You’re almost 25 years old, yet you’re still acting like a child! So immature!"
"It’s just a bigger chest! I can still have a second growth spurt. Just wait, I’ll get a big D and blow you away!"
"Look at my clothes—you’ve stretched them out! Now I have to go change."
After grumbling for a bit, Xu Qing shuffled back to her bedroom in her slippers.
As she left, the phone on the table buzzed with a WeChat notification.
Xu Qing glanced at it, her dark, shiny eyes blinking curiously.
[Little Jing]: "Qingqing Boss, last night’s chat gave me a lot of insight. I still have a few questions I’d like to ask you."
Xu Qing chuckled mischievously and quickly replied, "Go ahead, Little Jing, I’m listening."
This was her secondary WeChat account, which she used to interact with readers and online friends while gathering material for her novels.
There was no fear of her real identity being exposed.
After learning about Little Jing’s connection to Tang Song in real life, Xu Qing had proactively added her as a friend.
Their conversations often revolved around relationship issues, mostly with Xu Qing fishing for details about Little Jing and Tang Song’s developments.
A short while later, her phone vibrated again.
[Little Jing]: "Boss, I’ve noticed that your boyfriend and my boyfriend seem quite similar in many ways, especially in personality and temperament. I wanted to ask, when you’re getting intimate, does he ever dislike doing certain things? Like, uh, choking or spanking?"
Xu Qing’s eyes widened instantly, her small chest rising and falling as she processed the message.
Little Jing, Nana! What the heck are you up to?!