novelraw Chapter 531: Investor Night 3 (The Only Main Character),
Chapter 531: Investor Night 3 (The Only Main Character),
Watching the burst of comments above her head like fireworks, Tang Song’s eyes glimmered.
Clearly, the campus belle Shen Yuyan had secretly looked up information about Confluent Capital.
But her reaction was more intense than he’d expected.
At the same time, it gave him an even clearer and deeper understanding of the allure of power—a sharper insight into human nature.
Shen Yuyan’s “whispers” were like a mirror, revealing everyone’s desires and weaknesses in this game of power.
“Shirley? Are you okay?”
Shen Yuyan trembled slightly, trying hard to stay calm. Her voice quivered, “I’m fine… I was just… really touched that you stepped in to help me earlier.”
She stepped forward and gently linked arms with Tang Song, pressing her full chest against him.
Feeling her breath close by, Tang Song smiled faintly, “You’re the special advisor I invited. Of course I’m going to help you.”
In the “Whispers of Humanity” simulation, the comment bubbles above Shen Yuyan’s head could pass through walls—they were more like projections of her mental state.From the lounge earlier, he had already seen her hateful comments and guessed she’d run into some enemies. To prevent the situation from going off the rails and ruining his plans, he had decisively stepped in.
“Thank you, Tang Song.” Shen Yuyan pressed her lips together tightly and glanced down at her clutch. Her fingertips were ice cold.
The sting on her tongue reminded her: this wasn’t a dream.
Tang Song really was the Chairman and CEO of a $2 billion private equity firm.
Even though the money wasn’t personally his, the power and influence that came from managing such capital were beyond what most people could ever touch.
Even in the domestic scene, that was an enormous scale.
Take Mingjian Capital, for example—their AUM wasn’t even significantly higher than that.
Yet Wang Yubo was just the son of Mingjian’s chairman, while Tang Song was the actual helm of Confluent Capital.
【D*mn… I might’ve made another mistake. With a background like his, if I showed up tonight as his personal assistant instead of a “special advisor,” I’d probably be even more respected and sought after.】
【But it’s fine. Confluent Capital isn’t well-known in China. Even if he shows up, it won’t cause too much of a stir. Tang Song’s here to expand business and influence. For someone like me, who’s good at socializing, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.】
A person’s social value isn’t just about connections or status. It’s also about: emotional support, sharing information, being witty, and engaging company.
She, Shen Yuyan, may not have many connections—but when it came to emotional intelligence, she had plenty.
After joining up with Confluent Capital’s three core team members, the group entered the VIP check-in zone and completed the registration process.
Media camera flashes went off one after another; the red carpet was lit up like a galaxy of stars, making the entrance dazzle with splendor.
Standing on the red carpet, bathed in the light of the cameras, Shen Yuyan felt like she was waking from a dream.
Only now did she truly grasp how rare and precious the opportunity Tang Song had given her was.
It could very well be the closest she’d ever come to real success.
Inside the venue, crowds surged in a festive atmosphere.
Due to the sheer size of the location, the space had been carefully divided into multiple functional zones:
“Networking Plaza,” “Tech Interactive Zone,” “Capital Docking Pods,” “VIP Hall”—each exuding a unique vibe and pull.
The air was thick with the scent of money and ambition. Everyone was smiling; every glance was predatory.
Bullet comments:
【It’s starting! Shen Yuyan, show them everything you’ve got!】
Shen Yuyan gently clung to Tang Song’s arm, her eyes full of excitement and anticipation. “President Tang, should we head to the Networking Plaza now?”
Her tone held a trace of eagerness, but also just the right touch of tact.
This was her core reason for choosing the title “Special Advisor”—so she could appear at his side as a female companion, becoming a necessary part of his image.
Whether it was to ease tension or assist with conversations, she would ensure everything was seamless—so that Tang Song would start to see her differently.
Tang Song calmly shook his head, “No need. We’re going straight to the VIP Hall.”
“Oh… okay.” Shen Yuyan nodded earnestly and followed him through the crowd.
As they neared the VIP Hall, the crowd thinned out.
Her eyes lit up, and she suddenly said softly, “President Tang, I just spotted someone I know. Should we go say hello?”
“Oh? Who?” Tang Song raised a brow.
Shen Yuyan let out a soft breath, trying to hide her inner excitement. Her slender finger discreetly pointed toward a figure moving slowly in the distance.
“He’s Qi Botao, one of the partners for Stillmind Capital’s China division,” she said in a hushed tone. “Dr. Qi isn’t just a top expert in healthcare—he also has deep industry connections and oversees Stillmind Capital’s investments in the biomedicine sector in China. I briefly met him at a gathering yesterday.”
A slight smile lifted her lips, her eyes gleaming with confidence.
As someone skilled in calculation and resource leverage, now with the massive tree of Confluent Capital behind her, her social assets were on a whole new level.
Even with someone like Qi Botao, she could expect to be taken seriously.
More importantly, this could showcase her value—shifting momentum in her favor, further cementing her position.
Tang Song’s gaze turned a bit strange.
Xiao Shen, you’re steering dangerously close to comic relief here.
You probably don’t know who I’m actually taking you to meet next, do you?
Looking at the eager, glowing Shen campus belle, Tang Song suddenly found her a bit… cute.
“No need. We’re going to meet up with some friends first,” he said flatly, cutting off her anticipation.
Shen Yuyan froze, then forced a smile. “Oh… alright.”
Though she agreed easily on the surface, she couldn’t help the wave of disappointment rising inside.
【Such an emotionally clueless sigma male!】
The sound of footsteps echoed once again as the group continued down the hallway.
To her surprise, the path they were taking was the same direction as Dr. Qi.
As the distance shrank, her heartbeat involuntarily sped up.
They passed through an ornately decorated set of doors, and a magnificently luxurious VIP Hall opened up before them.
Inside, there weren’t many people—barely over a dozen.
The entire space shimmered with gold, its lighting soft yet dazzling, making every guest look like they were glowing under a halo of dreams.
Shen Yuyan’s gaze was still locked on Qi Botao.
He was chatting warmly with one of the event organizers, casual yet commanding, his every word radiating composure and dignity.
Then, he slowly walked toward the center of the VIP Hall—as if headed straight toward someone very important.
Soon, several tall, elegant, and striking individuals came into view.
Men and women, both Asian and Western.
Each exuded a unique charm, every movement brimming with the aura of true elite power.
That aura deeply pulled at Shen Yuyan’s gaze, leaving her breathless, her heart racing.
The most eye-catching of them all was a tall white woman—
Wearing ten-centimeter pointed heels, she stood out effortlessly.
Even among the top Victoria’s Secret models, she wouldn’t pale in comparison.
Under Shen Yuyan’s gaze, Qi Botao stepped into their midst.
His smile was warm and enthusiastic, his attitude humble, greeting them one by one—then finally took a place beside that white woman, looking at her with clear respect.
Shen Yuyan clearly remembered how restrained and aloof he had been the day before at the Park Hyatt club—radiating a kind of “do not approach” energy that had kept her from even daring to say hi.
Compared to now, the difference was night and day.
A swirl of emotion surged inside her—admiration, longing, and a faint sense of inferiority.
Then her gaze shifted to the man beside her.
He remained calm and unbothered, completely unfazed by the powerful presence in the room.
Her full, rosy lips parted slightly.
Bullet comments:
【Tang Song! Tang Song! Can you take me inside with you?】
【This is the world I’ve dreamed of but never dared to touch!】
“Let’s go.” Tang Song’s voice suddenly rang out.
Shen Yuyan snapped back to her senses and followed him toward the center of the room.
As they approached, a few people quickly looked over.
Thump thump—
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Soon, even the group standing in the middle of the VIP hall cast their gazes their way.
The white woman’s eyes lit up.
Her red lips curved slightly, but her gaze carried a sense of aloof appraisal, as if she was long used to being looked up to.
Tap tap—
Tang Song’s steps suddenly paused as his gaze fell on her.
At that moment—
The white woman’s eyes softened a little. She took the initiative and walked toward them.
The light from the crystal chandelier poured down like shattered diamonds, and the sapphire earrings at her ears swayed gently.
She wore a deep blue tailored skirt suit, the cut as sharp as a blade, outlining her figure almost perfectly.
Beneath the V-neck, her delicate collarbones were faintly visible. Her neck was long and graceful like a swan’s.
Golden curls cascaded like waves over her shoulders, and the sapphires reflected a cold light that made her skin appear like porcelain.
Shen Yuyan’s fingertips instinctively tightened, her nails nearly sinking into Tang Song’s suit fabric.
The air seemed to freeze in that moment.
Only the sound of high heels echoed.
The woman’s gaze briefly landed on her, then shifted to Tang Song.
Her very presence was magnetic, effortlessly drawing the attention of the entire hall. Even the air seemed to thicken with a silent pressure.
Though Annie always appeared lazy and casual around Tang Song, people tended to forget—this woman was one of the heirs to a top American financial family, a true elite heiress.
When she turned up the intensity, her innate nobility and sharp aura could make anyone stop and stare.
Shen Yuyan’s eyes widened, and she instinctively let go of Tang Song’s arm.
She suddenly realized… the people Tang Song brought her to meet might be…
Them!
Her chest tightened. Her breathing quickened.
Bullet comments:
【Who is that woman?!】
【What’s her relationship with Tang Song?!】
“Song, you’re here.” The woman raised her wrist and glanced at her watch. “I’ve been waiting for… three minutes. I thought you’d be here before me.”
Her English was graceful and languid, carrying that unmistakable tone of upper-class society.
Shen Yuyan’s breath caught.
Bullet comments:
【Aaaaah! She really is Tang Song’s friend!】
【Oh my god! Who is she?!】
Tang Song looked calmly at the towering “foreign horse” in front of him and gave a faint smile. “You didn’t have to wait.”
Tonight, she had stealthily worn ultra-high heels. Standing face to face, Annie now had to slightly lower her gaze to meet his.
He could feel that this “big foreign mare” was still trying to conquer him.
But tonight, at such an important occasion, he absolutely couldn’t falter.
Maybe it was time to cosplay the in-game “Tang Song” and seriously rein her in.
“Fine. You’re always worth waiting for.” Annie chuckled lightly, flicking her golden hair near her ear with casual grace. Then she glanced meaningfully at Shen Yuyan. “And who is this lovely lady?”
“Shirley Shen, special advisor at Confluent Capital.”
Shen Yuyan’s fingers trembled slightly, but she forced herself to smile. The comment stream turned red:
Bullet comments:
【She’s sizing me up… like a product waiting to be appraised!】
【Stay calm! Stay calm! Can’t lose it here!】
She quickly folded her hands in front of her and gave a slight bow. “Hello, I’m Shirley. Nice to meet you.”
Hearing her fluent response, Annie’s pale eyes narrowed slightly. Her red lips parted: “Interesting.”
Just one word, yet it made Shen Yuyan feel a chill down her spine. Her back stiffened involuntarily, though she dared not show it.
Right then, Annie reached out and naturally linked arms with Tang Song, taking the spot that used to be hers.
Shen Yuyan’s chest tightened. A wave of indescribable inferiority and jealousy surged up like a flood.
Bullet comments:
【That was my spot!】
【Why?! But she really is so much better than me!】
【Every move she makes looks like it’s straight out of a Wall Street fashion editorial!】
【Aaaaaaah! What do I do?!】
Tang Song glanced at the campus belle beside him and said, “Shirley, this is Annie Kate, co-founder of Stillmind Capital.”
Annie didn’t speak. She just tightened her hold on Tang Song’s arm.
Shen Yuyan’s mind went blank with a loud boom. Her entire body was covered in goosebumps.
The comment stream above her head turned into a string of chaotic symbols and punctuation—
【#￥%.....&*！！ !】
Stillmind Capital’s co-founder?!
The people who had been gathered around Annie quickly moved closer and began greeting them:
“Hello, President Tang. I’m Bai Xingwen from Stillmind Capital.”
“President Tang, I’m Qi Botao. It’s an honor to meet you.”
At that moment, a commotion erupted at the banquet hall entrance.
A few men in suits and wearing event badges walked in. Leading them was a middle-aged man with slicked-back hair.
“Miss Kate! Mr. Tang!” The man quickly stepped forward and stopped three paces away, his face showing just the right amount of enthusiasm. “I didn’t expect you both to attend in person. What an honor.”
Shen Yuyan couldn’t help but look at the man’s chest badge. Her gaze froze.
[Event Committee Chair – Shi Junze]
“Hello.” Annie’s red lips curled playfully as she gave a nod. Then she leaned her body subtly against Tang Song, seemingly sending a message.
Tang Song glanced at the “big foreign mare,” shook hands politely, “Chairman Shi, you’re too kind.”
After a few pleasantries, Shi Junze stepped aside and gestured, and the three executives behind him immediately stepped forward:
“Mr. Tang, I’m Zhou Yi, Secretary-General of the committee.”
“Been looking forward to meeting you. I’m Wang Pu, Head of Media and PR.”
“It’s an honor to meet you, I’m…”
The self-introductions continued in quick succession, orderly even in their variety.
Shen Yuyan and the three other Confluent Capital staff stood a bit to the side, silently watching the man at the center of it all.
Tang Song remained calm and composed, his tall figure outlined in a cool glow beneath the crystal chandelier, exuding a quiet and noble presence.
He blended seamlessly with the environment around him.
In Shen Yuyan’s worldview, the curtains were slowly rising.
The murmurs around her blurred into background noise.
The slightly forward-leaning postures of the event leaders were like a carefully choreographed stage.
The gazes fixed on him—whether awed, flattering, or respectful—were spotlights.
He was the only protagonist in this performance.
When he spoke, everyone instinctively fell silent.
When he stayed quiet, everyone grew tense and uneasy.
He didn’t need to do anything deliberate.
Just standing there, he already commanded every heartbeat in the room.