novelraw Chapter 237: Gu Cheng’s Breaking Point
Chapter 237: Gu Cheng’s Breaking Point
Songmei Fashion
In the newly renovated conference room, more than ten people were seated.
“Fei Zhanpeng has over eight years of experience in e-commerce product selection, excelling in market trend analysis, consumer behavior research, and efficient supply chain management...”
“Li Yueran has demonstrated exceptional insight and judgment in the women’s apparel sector. Currently employed at Yingmo Brand Management Co., Ltd., she has successfully identified numerous best-selling items for platforms and brand merchants...”
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“These candidates are all highly qualified for Songmei Fashion’s current development needs. They were carefully selected from Deju Renhe’s talent pool as individuals interested in relocating to Yan City,” Li Zicheng explained confidently from the front of the screen.
As Director of Strategic Planning at Bocai Yingrui’s Beijing office, his visit to Yan City was focused on assisting Songmei Fashion with organizational restructuring.
At 37 years old, Li Zicheng maintained a sharp physique, dressed impeccably in professional attire, and spoke with precision and clarity.
After exchanging a few low-voiced words with Gao Mengting, Tang Song’s eyes grew contemplative. Content originally comes from novel[f]ire.net
Yan City was still too small, and there weren’t many companies engaging in e-commerce live streaming.This also meant that truly outstanding talent was in short supply.
For Songmei Fashion to succeed quickly, they not only needed sufficient funding but also the right people.
Especially key leaders for the operations and product selection teams, whose roles were crucial to Tang Song’s upcoming IP development plan.
The talents recommended by Bocai Yingrui were primarily from major cities like Beijing, Shanghai, and Hangzhou.
These individuals weren’t lacking in job opportunities; most of them were either currently employed or juggling multiple offers.
Bocai Yingrui’s headhunters were actively negotiating.
Tang Song tapped his fingers lightly on the table and said calmly, “Director Li, narrow the six candidates down to the four most promising ones. Either I or Mengting will meet them personally to convey our sincerity.”
“Understood, President Tang,” Li Zicheng nodded respectfully.
Founded in 2015, Bocai Yingrui was a professional human resources service provider offering strategic consulting, organizational design, and personalized recruitment solutions.
With its headquarters in Beijing and a registered capital of ¥30 million, the company had branches in several locations.
At just 25 years old, Tang Song held 34% of Bocai Yingrui’s equity, making him its largest individual shareholder.
He had veto power over major company decisions and could join the board of directors at any time.
In essence, he was Li Zicheng’s boss—someone to be treated with utmost respect.
“I have something to take care of. You all continue with the meeting,” Tang Song announced as he stepped out of the conference room.
He returned briefly to his office, retrieved the prepared access card, and took the elevator down.
The Observer Task intrigued him not just because of its passive skill reward but also out of genuine curiosity.
After experiencing Lin Muxue’s Whisper
, he understood this “fake socialite” quite well.She wasn’t actually wealthy but had crafted an immaculate "White Rich Beauty" image on social media.
Now that her high school classmate was here to “unbox” her persona, he was curious to see how she would handle it with his support.
The thought brought a smile to Tang Song’s face as he shook his head.
This should be interesting.
Ding—
The elevator doors slid open.
Tang Song stepped into the lobby, his eyes scanning the corner café. His brows furrowed slightly.
By the window, Lin Muxue sat sideways in a chair, her posture elegant and composed, her expression neutral.
Opposite her sat a man in his early thirties wearing gold-rimmed glasses, a shirt, tie, and dress shoes—handsome and refined in appearance.
Leaning forward slightly, the man spoke animatedly, his emotions running high.
Tang Song quickly pieced together who it was: the "Brother Gu" who frequently hovered around Lin Muxue.
As Tang Song approached, Lin Muxue, who had been discreetly glancing his way, lit up with a radiant smile.
She stood up quickly, walking toward him with the crisp click of high heels. Her slender waist swayed gracefully, her tall and alluring figure instantly capturing the attention of several men nearby.
“President Tang, you’re here,” Lin Muxue stopped in front of him, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Her voice was soft and polite. “I’m sorry to have interrupted your work.”
Having received her offer and now technically his assistant, Lin Muxue’s mindset had shifted subtly.
Her tone and choice of words reflected a new level of attentiveness and formality.
It had to be said—Lin Muxue truly knew how to read the room.
Tang Song didn’t say much, his gaze shifting past her to the figure behind her.
“Muxue!” Gu Cheng strode forward, his eyes briefly scanning Tang Song.
Lin Muxue turned swiftly, her tone frosty. “Brother Gu, you should get back to your work. I have things to take care of here.”
“Uh… alright,” Gu Cheng replied, taking a deep breath as he tried to remain composed. “Even though you’ve resigned, we’re still friends. Keep in touch. If you ever need anything—whether it’s work or personal—I’m just a call away.”
This morning, after meeting with a client, Gu Cheng had returned to the office only to see a group chat buzzing with news of Lin Muxue’s resignation.
The revelation had utterly ruined his mood.
Lately, things hadn’t been going well for him with women.
First, his blind date, Wen Ruan, had blocked and deleted him. Now, the coworker he had been pursuing, Lin Muxue, had abruptly resigned without a word.
The fact that he’d learned about her departure from others, despite considering himself closer to her than anyone else in the company, stung.
While he wouldn’t call his behavior groveling, he had certainly gone out of his way to invest time and effort in her.
Yet, it was obvious now that she hadn’t cared about him at all—not even as a friend.
This realization filled him with discomfort.
There was frustration, anger, and most of all, a stubborn desire to conquer her.
Looking at Lin Muxue’s stunning face and alluring figure, Gu Cheng silently vowed: I’ll make this cold and aloof "White Rich Beauty" mine!
Lin Muxue’s face flickered with a hint of unease at his words, and she instinctively took half a step closer to Tang Song. Her nervous movement didn’t go unnoticed by Gu Cheng, who followed her gaze to the young, expressionless man at her side.
Suppressing his irritation, Gu Cheng maintained his composure and extended his hand. “I remember you work part-time at Shimmer Coffee, right? Our company is currently conducting a credit risk evaluation for them. We might run into each other again. Let’s get acquainted in advance—I’m Gu Cheng, Investment Manager at Rongxin Venture Capital.”
Tang Song’s eyes sharpened slightly as the name clicked in his mind.
Gu Cheng? Investment Manager?
So it’s you!
“Tang Song,” he replied casually, shaking Gu Cheng’s hand briefly before narrowing his eyes.
Gu Cheng, sensing the subtle shift in Tang Song’s demeanor, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses with a smile. “Tang Song, which company in Yunxi Tower do you work for? Maybe I know it.”
His tone and mannerisms remained gentlemanly, as if genuinely seeking to build rapport.
“Songmei Fashion,” Tang Song said with a light chuckle. Then, without hesitation, he wrapped an arm around Lin Muxue’s waist. “A newly established small company. I doubt you’ve heard of it, Manager Gu.”
Lin Muxue’s body stiffened, her mind racing as her heartbeat quickened.
Gu Cheng’s calm exterior faltered, his eye twitching as his gaze locked onto Tang Song’s hand on her waist.
He could hardly believe it. Tang Song was holding Lin Muxue’s waist, and she wasn’t resisting. In fact, her face even flushed slightly.
Gu Cheng’s composure cracked further as he clenched his fists tightly.
Tang Song, unfazed, reached into his pocket and handed an access card to Lin Muxue. “Here’s the access card for our community. Keep it safe.”
“Got it!” Lin Muxue’s eyes sparkled as she quickly took the card, her face glowing with excitement.
Finally!
The 390-square-meter luxury flat in Yanjing Tiancheng, with its 270-degree lighting, Italian-style high-end interior design, and rooms full of Hermès decor—just thinking about it made her feel like she might lose control.
Feeling Lin Muxue’s soft figure leaning into him and noticing Gu Cheng’s increasingly unhinged expression, Tang Song smirked slightly.
“Oh, and the password for the smart lock is…” Tang Song tightened his grip on Lin Muxue’s waist, pulling her closer. Leaning in, he whispered six digits into her ear.
Lin Muxue’s eyes widened with delight—it was her birthday.
Even though she knew it was just a temporary code, it clearly showed how much Tang Song cared about this arrangement.
It also meant she could confidently flaunt her new status to her classmates.
Overwhelmed with gratitude, Lin Muxue’s legs went weak as she whispered, “Thank you.”
Tang Song sniffed lightly beside her face and commented, “Today’s perfume smells amazing. I like it.”
Blushing, Lin Muxue licked her lips and replied softly, “It’s Atelier Cologne’s Grapefruit Paradise. I’ll wear it more often.”
Crunch, crunch.
Gu Cheng’s teeth ground audibly, his eyes tinged red.
Watching Tang Song’s increasingly intimate behavior and listening to their flirtatious banter, Gu Cheng’s expression turned blank.
How did this happen?
He couldn’t comprehend it.
The cold and unapproachable goddess he’d chased for over half a year had this side to her?
He vividly remembered their encounter in the elevator just last month, when Lin Muxue had barely given Tang Song the time of day.
How did she change so suddenly?
“All right, I’m heading back to the office for a meeting. I’ll be having dinner at a friend’s place tonight, so feel free to set everything up however you like,” Tang Song said, releasing his right hand but not before glancing at Gu Cheng, who was still staring daggers at him.
Their eyes locked briefly, and it felt as if sparks flew in the air.
Tang Song smirked and casually patted Lin Muxue’s round, firm backside. “Bye-bye.”
The satisfying bounce under his palm was undeniable.
Without looking back to gauge their reactions, Tang Song strode off confidently. The sound of his leather shoes hitting the marble floor rang out with a steady rhythm.
To Tang Song, Gu Cheng’s presence was grating. Wen Ruan was his girlfriend, and here was this guy who had been eyeing her for ages. Now, Gu Cheng was also sniffing around Lin Muxue—clearly out to provoke him.
It gave Tang Song a genuine itch to put Gu Cheng in his place.
Judging by the look on his face just now, the results were excellent.
Lin Muxue, meanwhile, was proving to be a top-tier "tool." She was clever, cooperative, and played along perfectly.
When he helped her handle her high school classmates later, he figured he could reward her a little.
Since Lin Muxue’s pants were thin, the sound of the pat was crisp and unmistakable as it reached Gu Cheng’s ears.
It shattered his composure entirely. His breathing grew erratic, and his expression twisted with fury.
That Tang Song! He did it on purpose! He’s absolutely messing with my head!
As Tang Song’s retreating figure disappeared into the elevator, Gu Cheng’s chest burned with humiliation and anger.
Lin Muxue, meanwhile, was practically glowing with joy. Her eyes lingered longingly on Tang Song as she clutched the access card tightly in her hand.
Thinking of Tang Song’s unprecedented display of intimacy, combined with the pat earlier, she couldn’t help but feel giddy. Her cheeks flushed, and her mood soared.
Tang Song, you’re so handsome! I really like you!
Casting a glance at Gu Cheng’s pale and defeated face, Lin Muxue raised her chin, straightened her back, and walked off without hesitation.
She wasn’t oblivious—how could someone as sharp as her fail to notice Gu Cheng’s thoughts?
It was also clear to her that Tang Song’s affectionate gestures just now were meant to be a show for Gu Cheng.
But for Lin Muxue, that was a fantastic outcome.
She didn’t mind at all. Quite the opposite—it worked entirely in her favor.