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Chapter 311: Xu Qing Gets Kissed, A Fake Socialite, and the Female CEO



Chapter 311: Xu Qing Gets Kissed, A Fake Socialite, and the Female CEO

11:00 AM

Yuhua Business Tower

A simple signing ceremony took place in the conference room of Fanfu Suzi Media Co., Ltd.

Tang Song’s pen “swish swish swish” scribbled his name onto the document before exchanging copies with the Executive Director, Liu Fangbo.

Clap clap clap—

A wave of enthusiastic applause erupted in the conference room, and everyone’s faces were brimming with joy.

The General Manager, Guo Liyuan, a fellow alumnus, was flushed with excitement. With heartfelt sincerity, she said, “Thank you, Chairman Tang, for your trust in me and the company. We won’t let you down.”

The investment had gone through perfectly, marking the beginning of a new chapter in her life.

From an ordinary office worker to the General Manager of a media company securing Series A financing, it had taken her just over three years.

How could she not be thrilled?At the same time, she felt immense gratitude towards Xu Qing and Shen Yuyan.

Once the funds arrived, she planned to implement an equity incentive policy for Xu Qing.

Tang Song smiled and shook her hand. “I believe in your abilities and see great potential in Fanfu Suzi and the short drama market.”

“The agreement is signed! Our company has officially secured 24 million yuan in Series A funding!”

In the office area, a director from the new media department couldn’t contain his excitement and shared the news.

Excited gasps rippled across the room.

“Wow! This is amazing! The company is amazing! The boss is amazing!”

“Our company has officially leveled up! With a valuation of over 50 million yuan, we’re not small-time anymore!”

“I’ve always thought our short dramas had potential. This is going to take off for sure.”

The financing not only meant a bigger platform and broader growth prospects but also more job security for everyone.

This was a matter of personal interest to everyone, so from early in the morning, the office had been unusually quiet.

Although everyone appeared to be working, most of their attention was focused on the meeting room.

“Chairman Tang is leaving the meeting room! Everyone, act natural!” a manager whispered as a reminder.

Instantly, the office area fell silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Even Xu Qing, who had been sneaking peeks, quickly straightened up and directed her gaze discreetly toward the meeting room.

Soon, a tall and upright figure emerged from the corner. Read full story at novèlfire.net

Dressed in a black business suit, his features were sharp and defined, with a straight nose, thin lips, and bright, deep eyes.

As the figure disappeared from sight, the room buzzed with chatter again.

“Ahhh! Our new shareholder is so handsome! His looks, aura, and physique are perfect. Absolute male god!”

“He’s like a CEO straight out of a novel! Too bad I’m not the type he’d notice.”

“Don’t kid yourself! What do you think this is, some drama where the domineering CEO falls for an ordinary employee?”

Listening to her colleagues’ excited chatter, Xu Qing couldn’t help but feel a little smug.

Hmph! The “CEO male god” you’re drooling over invested in this company because of me.

He’s had dinner with me several times and even talked about booking a hotel room to take photos!

Still, an inexplicable wave of unease washed over her.

He had mentioned wanting to schedule a photo shoot back in early June, but it was now over a month later.

Not that I’m eager or anything.

It was just a tiny blow to her sense of allure.

Moreover, he hadn’t even glanced in her direction today, as if she didn’t exist.

No way! I need to get my groove back!

Her dark eyes darted as she grabbed her phone and stepped out of the office.

After using the restroom, Tang Song dried his hands and adjusted his hair and collar in front of the mirror, flashing a dashing smile.

After rounds of market research, company analysis, initial contact, and due diligence, his first investment was finally complete.

A cause for celebration!

As he exited the restroom, a familiar female voice echoed down the hallway.

“Oh, this week someone’s booked me for a cosplay shoot, right? Sorry, Lolo, but my schedule’s packed. Too many people want to book me!”

“Yeah, you know how it is. I’m practically the ‘Little Su Yu’ of the cosplay world.”

“Lunch? I’ll see. My weekends are packed with handsome guys wanting to treat me.”

“What can I say? I’m just too popular.”

“Okay, that’s all. Bye~”

Tang Song chuckled as Xu Qing hung up her call.

Turning the corner, he saw her leaning against the wall, head lowered as she typed furiously on her phone.

Feigning busyness.

Tang Song stood quietly, watching her.

Today, Xu Qing had clearly put in effort into her appearance. Her hair had soft curls, her makeup was flawless, and she wore a plain top with a striped short skirt, revealing her fair legs.

When she finally noticed the lack of movement around her, her large black eyes darted sideways, catching sight of him.

“Eh! Tang Song! What are you doing here?” she asked in surprise.

Tang Song let out a light laugh and walked forward, playfully ruffling her dark hair. “You just noticed?”

“Ah! Don’t mess with my hair! I was on the phone and didn’t see you,” Xu Qing said, her face flushing as she twisted her head away.

Tang Song looked into her eyes. “I heard you saying a lot of people want to book you—for cosplay shoots and dinners with handsome guys?”

“Of course,” Xu Qing said with exaggerated pride, nodding enthusiastically. “My schedule is packed! If anyone wants to book me for photos, they need to plan way ahead.”

Then, she couldn’t help but steal a glance at Tang Song.

“Seems like your personal life is quite... chaotic, Qingqing,” Tang Song said, shaking his head and turning to leave. “Anyway, I’ll be going now. Bye.”

Xu Qing froze, her heart skipping a beat.

This... this isn’t how it’s supposed to go!

Aren’t you supposed to immediately ask to book me for a cosplay shoot? Then I’ll play hard-to-get, and when you insist on taking me to dinner, I’ll reluctantly agree to the hotel photo shoot!

This is all wrong!

Watching Tang Song’s retreating figure, Xu Qing’s expression shifted, and she blurted out, “Wait a second!”

“What is it?” Tang Song turned back, his face calm as he looked at her.

Xu Qing licked her lips nervously and explained with her chin slightly raised, “Of course! Even though a lot of people ask me out, I’ve rejected them all.”

“Oh.” Tang Song nodded indifferently and turned away again.

“Hey, hey, hey! I’m serious!” Xu Qing exclaimed, rushing forward with a quick “thud thud thud” of her steps. She grabbed Tang Song’s arm to stop him.

Tang Song looked at her anxious expression, stepped closer, and locked eyes with her.

Xu Qing instinctively retreated a step.

Tang Song stepped closer again. Xu Qing backed up further.

Before long, her back hit the wall—no escape.

“What... what are you doing?” Xu Qing stammered, her eyes darting around nervously.

Tang Song couldn’t help but smile. At this moment, she seemed especially amusing—like a little girl being teased in a cartoon.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

Leaning his head closer, the faint scent of her shampoo wafted into his nose—a refreshing fragrance distinct from perfume.

As Tang Song’s sharp, handsome face inched closer, Xu Qing gulped. Her face instantly turned a vivid red.

What is he doing?! Is he about to wall-pinch me?

You little rascal, Tang Song! You already have Little Jing, and now you’re picking on me?

Ahhh! No! This is my first kiss!

But he looks so handsome when he smiles. His lips are so rosy, and his breath smells so fresh...

Suddenly, a pair of slender, cool hands landed on her waist. Tang Song’s fingers lightly squeezed, feeling the soft, slightly padded flesh beneath her clothes.

Xu Qing’s shoulders trembled as her body shuddered. Her ears burned bright red as she squeezed her eyes shut tightly.

Tang Song, thoroughly entertained by Xu Qing’s reaction, felt even more amused. He leaned down and planted a quick kiss on her flushed cheek.

Patting her waist lightly, he teased, “Qingqing, if you lie again next time, I might have to spank you.”

“I... I wasn’t lying...” Xu Qing stammered, her head spinning as her ears buzzed with the sound of her heartbeat.

Then, it hit her—Tang Song had really kissed her!

“Ahhh!” Xu Qing cried out, covering her face with her hands as she bolted away.

Her ponytail bounced furiously with her hurried steps.

Watching her flustered retreat, Tang Song let out a chuckle.

He remembered Shen Yuyan mentioning that Xu Qing spent most of her weekends cooped up at home writing web novels as a side gig. She’d even gained weight recently from sitting around all day.

Naturally, he didn’t buy any of the nonsense she was spouting earlier.

The rhythmic patter of rain hit the car windows, only to be swept away by the wipers.

Skyscrapers, streams of traffic, and bustling crowds blurred together in the drizzly cityscape.

Inside a quiet Mercedes E300L, Lin Muxue, clad in a striking red evening gown, sat elegantly, admiring the rain-slicked view outside.

The due diligence on Fanfu Suzi Media Co.

had wrapped up on Monday, leaving her with a more relaxed work schedule.Last night, she’d received an unexpected call from Zhang Yurong, General Manager of Isha Beauty Salon. Zhang had invited her to a small private gathering that afternoon on the fifth floor of the Lanfeng International Hotel.

The excuse? Discussing further potential investment opportunities in the beauty industry.

Since this was a task Tang Song had personally assigned her, and the reason she joined Slover Trust, Lin Muxue took it very seriously and agreed to attend.

After her initial meeting with Zhang during the “2023 Medical Aesthetics New Horizons Salon,” she and Zhao Yaqian had cautiously approached Isha Beauty Salon about its plans to expand into lightweight medical aesthetics.

However, in the spirit of caution, they hadn’t revealed their intentions outright.

On one hand, Lin Muxue had commissioned a third-party agency through Slover Trust to conduct a detailed investigation.

On the other hand, Zhao Yaqian and Zhang Mengchu had begun visiting Isha Beauty Salon branches one by one to assess their operations.

“Ma’am, we’ve arrived,” the driver politely informed her as the car pulled under the hotel’s awning.

A hotel doorman promptly opened her car door.

Stepping out, Lin Muxue’s long, fair legs touched the ground, her Hermes bag dangling elegantly in her hand.

Walking through the hotel’s grand entrance, her gaze swept across the luxurious, atmospheric lobby.

Though Lin Muxue had visited Lanfeng International many times before—it was, after all, one of Yan City’s most prestigious five-star hotels—this time felt different.

She had once pooled money with friends to rent an executive suite here or occasionally dropped by the restaurant to “check in” for social media.

Back then, she would only order a dessert and snap a few pictures.

But now, her income allowed her to truly indulge.

I’ve heard their spa is excellent. Maybe I’ll treat myself this weekend.

Following the hotel’s greeter, she ascended to the fifth floor. A few steps later, her eyes landed on a sign that read “Gu Yi Business Lounge.”

After providing her name, the lounge’s manager—dressed in a Hanfu—led her inside.

The interior exuded a vintage charm, blending new Chinese aesthetics with subtle elegance. Ink-wash paintings and calligraphy adorned the walls, while the faint aroma of tea and the soft strains of a guzheng filled the air.

Rounding a corner, the space opened up into a lavish yet understated area.

Lin Muxue’s eyes lit up with a faint smile of admiration.

As expected of the Lanfeng International business lounge—simply exquisite! I’ll have to take plenty of photos later.

“Muxue!”

From a wicker chair, Zhang Yurong stood and approached her.

Lin Muxue immediately straightened her posture and greeted her with poise, “Hello, General Manager Zhang.”

“Oh, drop the formalities! This is just a casual gathering. Call me Sister Yurong if you like.”

“Then, Sister Yurong.” Lin Muxue smiled warmly, her eyes discreetly scanning the group Zhang Yurong had been with.

Her expression froze.

Her rosy lips parted slightly in shock.

On a gray sofa sat a poised and seductive woman with striking features, alabaster skin, and lush, jet-black hair.

She wore a casual blouse, an A-line skirt, and heeled sandals. Slender yet exuding energy, her posture was impeccable, her eyes lively and commanding.

Lin Muxue’s heart pounded violently, and her gaze wavered with unease.

It was her!

The female CEO who had attended the investment roadshow with Tang Song!


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