Chapter 442: "Tactical Girl" Qingqing, Fell on the Street
Chapter 442: "Tactical Girl" Qingqing, Fell on the Street
Yunxi Building, 30th floor.
"Da——" A cup of steaming black tea was placed on the coffee table.
"Thank you, Mr. Gao." Cheng Qiuqiu leaned slightly and reached out to touch the teacup.
Gao Mengting sat down on the sofa opposite her, shook her head and chuckled, "It feels weird to hear you use this name. How is it? Today is your first day officially entering the working state, how do you feel?"
"Very good." Cheng Qiuqiu paused and continued, "Very good, my colleagues are very friendly."
"Unlike Inspiration Design, Songmei Clothing is a new company and most of the employees have just been hired as regular employees. They don't have the privileged mentality of old employees. In addition, the company's management mechanism is flat, so the atmosphere is very harmonious."
"That's true." Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and said seriously, "I will work hard and achieve results as soon as possible."
She is not very good at dealing with people, nor does she know how to say nice things to her boss. She always feels uncomfortable when she is designing inspiration.
“Don’t worry. I will discuss brand strategy and user portraits with my colleagues in the next few days. Once we have an understanding, we can translate it into visual language. This is better.”
"I see."
Looking at the cold and silent schoolmate, Gao Mengting reached out and touched her head, then started talking to her about Songmei Clothing's previous entrepreneurial experience.
It was fine when she was at home, but after arriving at the company, Gao Mengting could increasingly feel the psychological defects of this junior schoolmate.
Her personality is indeed not suitable for the workplace.
After finishing a cup of black tea, Cheng Qiuqiu suddenly said, "Senior, can I ask you a very personal question?"
Gao Mengting was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently and said, "Of course, just ask."
"Are you dating Mr. Tang now?"
"Uh..." Gao Mengting lifted her hair and blushed, "I think so, but don't tell anyone else about this. It won't have a good impact on the company."
Cheng Qiuqiu hummed, and looked at the expression on her senior sister's face. Her eyes dimmed a little, but soon returned to normal.
She knew that she had developed some psychological and physical feelings towards Tang Song.
Although there are not many, they do exist.
This was an extremely rare occurrence in her past 22 years.
At first she didn't know why, but after careful recollection, she began to understand.
It must be because of the ride that day and the song "New Boy".
Tang Song at that time left a very deep impression on her. His eyes were full of vitality, clear and charming.
And there are many shadows of Su Yu in his singing skills.
If the male voice is replaced by a female voice, it would be half Su Yu.
Su Yu’s importance to her is self-evident; he can almost be said to be her emotional and spiritual pillar.
The combination of these two things made her heart tremble because of Tang and Song.
Even the subsequent ride left marks on the underwear.
Then, she hurried over to Lingling's rental house and heard him playing "I'm Fine" on the guitar, and only then did she really fall in love with him.
However, this feeling is still shallow for her, so shallow that it can be smoothed out by a breeze.
The love between the senior student and Tang Song is that gust of wind.
At this moment, after getting confirmation from her senior sister herself, she finally calmed down her feelings towards him.
She is lonely by nature and has both personality and physical problems. Even if she really gets together with a boy, her future is destined to be tragic.
Just like Naoko in Norwegian Wood.
After getting over the mental barrier, Cheng Qiuqiu let out a sigh and said in a relaxed tone, "Senior, actually, Mr. Tang and I have known each other before. We knew each other before I started working here."
"Ah?" Gao Mengting blinked and asked incredulously, "What do you mean?"
"When I was in Inspiration Design, I met Mr. Tang for work, but I didn't know he was your partner at the time. Later, when I was in the White Knight Band, I had some minor conflicts with him because of Liu Wen Ning..."
Then, Cheng Qiuqiu briefly talked about the chance encounter in Shanghai and the subsequent cycling experience.
Finally, he added: "Now... we should be considered friends."
"Um, so that..." After digesting her words, Gao Mengting couldn't help but shook her head.
One is a partner and lover, and the other is a schoolmate who shares the apartment with me.
They knew each other, but I didn't even know it.
If it were anyone else it would be unbelievable, but if it were Qiuqiu it would seem reasonable.
Her personality is too cold, even with me, she only confides in me occasionally.
Gao Mengting smiled and said, "It's actually quite good. I didn't dare to invite Tang Song to dinner at home before because I was considerate of your feelings. I can finally say that I won't consider you in the future."
"Thank you for your understanding, senior sister." Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips, "Then I will go back to work."
"Okay, bye, let's go home together at night."
"Bye-Bye."
After slowly closing the door, Cheng Qiuqiu let out another long breath.
After finally talking about the matter, she can work with peace of mind. Otherwise, she would always feel that she owed her senior.
After turning the corner and walking along the spacious and bright corridor for a while, Cheng Qiuqiu suddenly stopped.
Their eyes met.
Seeing Tang Song's clear and bright eyes, which were clear and black and white, Cheng Qiuqiu's heart couldn't help but beat faster.
But he soon returned to normal, bowed, and said politely, "Mr. Tang."
"Good afternoon, QQ." Tang Song nodded gently and was about to leave when he turned around and said, "By the way, Lingling told you about the weekend bike ride, right? Meet at 8am, don't forget."
Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips and whispered, "I may not be able to go. I have something to do that day."
"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows, "Okay then, let's make an appointment next time."
Cheng Qiuqiu said "hmm", bent down again, turned and left.
Looking at her back, a hint of doubt flashed in Tang Song's eyes.
I always feel that Cheng Qiuqiu is a little weird today.
After returning to the office, Tang Song opened his email, downloaded the attachment and began to read it carefully.
Lin Muxue has sent over the equity structure and shareholder analysis of Huachang Clothing.
After being sorted out by the professional team of Rongliu Investment, the equity structure is clear and transparent.
The shareholder structure of Huachang Clothing is as follows:
The He Jingping family holds 40.4% of the shares and is the company's largest shareholder;
Tang Song holds 35% of the shares, ranking second;
Dingyun Investment (a well-known investment institution) holds 8%;
Chengrong Group (engaged in trading business) holds 6.4%;
The remaining six small shareholders hold a total of 6% of the shares.
At this point, the complete shareholding structure of Huachang Clothing is clearly presented.
The reason why He Jingping was able to firmly control the company was that he signed a joint action agreement with six small shareholders, transferring their voting rights to the He Jingping family.
Therefore, the He Jingping family actually owns 50.6% of the voting rights and holds 3 seats on the board of directors.
Huachang Garment's board of directors has a total of 7 seats. In addition to the 3 seats held by He Jingping's family and the 2 seats held by Tang Song, the other 2 seats are independent directors:
A representative jointly dispatched by Dingyun Investment and Chengrong Group;
Another person is a good friend of He Jingping and is responsible for auditing and payroll.
In other words, both the shareholders' meeting and the board of directors are currently controlled by He Jingping's family.
It is worth mentioning that Tang Song saw a familiar name among the six small shareholders.
The "Huang Yangming" whom Xie Shuyu met when attending the private party of Yan Province Bank only holds 0.8% of the shares.
...
After reading the report, Tang Song instantly had a clear understanding in his mind.
If he wants to control Huachang Clothing, he only needs to hold more than 50% of the shares.
With Rongliu Capital’s strong strength and connections, it shouldn’t be difficult.
But even so, He Jingping's family still holds more than 40% of the shares and has a veto power.
If he really reorganized the board of directors, He Jingping, who lost control, would become a major destabilizing factor.
He can still use his veto power to prevent Huachang Clothing and Songmei Clothing from deepening their cooperation.
In other words, he not only had to secretly acquire shares, but also had to find a way to dilute He Jingping's family's shares.
The things involved are complicated.
After frowning and thinking for a while, Tang Song opened Lin Muxue's chat box and began to arrange the next work.
……
Yan Province Financial Center, Rongliu Investment.
After replying to Tang Song's message and notifying the project leader in the group, Lin Muxue lowered her head and began to silently recite the message sent by Tang Song.
She was in high spirits and had an excellent memory, so she memorized the content quickly.
When the time was almost up, Lin Muxue stood up excitedly and straightened the hem of her suit.
Her high heels tapped out a crisp rhythm on the floor, and her body tried hard to maintain an elegant and dignified posture.
Open the conference room door.
"Swish, swish, swish——" a series of glances were cast over.
Lin Muxue took a deep breath and stood in front of the projector screen, holding a laser pen in her hand symbolically.
With delicate makeup and meticulous hairstyle, she looks like a workplace elite.
Looking at the people sitting below.
Lin Muxue tapped her toes in her leather shoes and her legs trembled slightly with excitement.
Xiaoxue worked hard for so long and finally saw the scene she had always dreamed of.
As a true financial elite, he participated in the seemingly high-end corporate acquisitions.
At this moment, I really should find someone to take photos and videos of her.
Record this scene.
With a light cough, Lin Muxue said in high spirits: "Everyone, Director Tang has already issued clear instructions.
First, establish an accurate valuation model for Huachang Clothing.
Second, we need to sort out the information of all shareholders again, especially those individuals with a small shareholding ratio. We need to analyze their background, financial status, and even family relationships in detail. The investment department is responsible for docking, and the risk control department does the background check.
Third, contact these shareholders separately in the name of Rongliu Investment and Juqing Huijin. Remember, the acquisition offer should be differentiated, and the offer range should be controlled between 10% and 20% premium. Move quickly, but never alarm the enemy...
In addition, we are analyzing possible equity dilution plans. Our goal is to reduce the shareholding ratio of He Jingping's family to below 33%..."
...
Low thunder rolled in the sky, and the rain curtain was carried by the strong wind and hit the floor-to-ceiling windows, making a fine "rustling" sound.
The lights in the office seemed cooler and brighter.
End of the meeting.
The staff of Rongliu Investment quickly became busy.
Lin Muxue paced in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with her arms folded across her chest in a pretentious manner, overlooking the dim lights and busy traffic of the city in the rain.
He muttered to himself in a very childish tone: "The hunters are already in place! He Zhihui and his son, just wait to be suppressed by me, Emperor Mu Xue."
This morning, she received a friend request from He Zhihui on WeChat. The message was somewhat ambiguous and obviously very disrespectful to her.
In fact, this is normal. She was just a fake socialite with a bottom line back then.
Without any background or support, he could only be perfunctory and evasive when faced with a rich second-generation like He Zhihui, who was also the person in charge of the event.
In addition to He Zhihui, similar situations actually occur from time to time.
Fortunately, Xu Ning was always with me, so I never suffered any loss.
This is also the reason why she later worked hard to cultivate the persona of "white, rich and beautiful" and "financial intellectual".
Thinking of the past, Lin Muxue's eyes lit up with flames. I'm not the wild model anymore! You, a cowardly rich second generation, dare to set your sights on me?
You probably don’t know what my current identity is!
Now I am a strong woman in the financial circle. I wear custom-made suits, carry Hermès bags, drink Blue Mountain coffee, and talk about capital operations!
If it weren’t for the pressure from Emperor Su Yu above me, I would have certified you as an emperor right now!
Hahaha!
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Please come in!" Lin Muxue quickly put down her hands and adjusted her expression.
"Luna!" Zhang Lili pushed open the door of the office and whispered, "I just received a message from Stella that Jiang Yanbin, the director of Meigou International Import and Export Company, arrived in Yancheng around 7pm and stayed directly at Lanfeng International Hotel."
Lin Muxue's eyes lit up and her breathing became rapid.
Lao Jiang! You are finally here!
Not only will I participate in this Yan Province International Fashion Exhibition, but I will also participate as an organizer, judge, and leader!
Wen Qiuyue, you stinky bitch, aren’t you a brand manager and designer?
Look how I humiliate your work!
Want to join the supply chain of Meigo? Dream on!
He raised his wrist to check the time.
Lin Muxue said seriously: "Boss Jiang will come to the company next week to report to Director Tang. As Director Tang's assistant, I have to receive him."
As Tang Song's biological assistant and also responsible for handling the affairs of Lanfeng International Hotel, it is reasonable for her to come to receive Jiang Yanbin.
"Yes, that's right." Zhang Lili smiled and nodded, "Do you need me to go with you?"
"Thank you for your hard work, Kylie."
Although Xiaoxue has made great progress, she is still just a half-baked financial practitioner.
Moreover, Jiang Yanbin is from Hong Kong, and Zhang Lili has worked in Hong Kong for many years.
With Zhang Lili backing her up, she can perform with confidence.
After work, they quickly packed up their things and took the elevator down to B2.
Soon, the matte gray Porsche 911 drove out of the underground garage and merged into the crowded traffic in the city.
……
North City Garden Community.
The door was gently opened, and Shen Yuyan walked in dragging his tired body.
"I am back."
After shouting inside, Shen Yuyan hung up her bag and changed into slippers.
He walked into the living room and lazily sat down on the sofa.
After eating a piece of fruit, he called out again: "Dasha Qing! Where is he?"
"Thump thump thump——" a burst of hurried footsteps sounded.
"Ahhh! How many times have I told you not to call me that!"
Xu Qing rushed over, pressed her best friend under her, and started to act inappropriately.
Shen Yuyan, who had been busy all day, was no match for the opponent and could only cry out in frustration as he was bullied.
The two of them fooled around for a while.
Shen Yuyan looked at Xu Qing's outfit and said unhappily, "Why are you wearing this kind of clothes at home? Aren't you tired?"
"Hehe, I'm doing this to ward off the enemy! Tang Song is coming over later, I have to dress up to look fierce so he won't dare bully me!"
As he spoke, Xu Qing waved his fist vigorously.
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The tactical girl outfit on her body made a "jingling" sound.
Doesn't Miss Xu Qing have any dignity? She can't just accept a spanking, right?
Since the cute sailor uniform can no longer influence the big devil Tang Song, let's just confront him directly!
Of course, this idea came from my own dream.
In the dream, I was wearing tactical gear and beating Tang Song until he cried out in pain.
For this purpose, she specially borrowed a set from Xiaomei to support the occasion.
I promise that Tang Song will not dare to act presumptuously when he sees her.
"Tang Song is coming?" Shen Yuyan sat up suddenly.
Xu Qing nodded with a serious expression, "Yes, I'll be there around 7 o'clock. But he has bad intentions this time and wants to bully your best friend. Yanyan, if I can't beat him later, you must come to help me!"
Shen Yuyan's eyes widened a little, "What? You two need my help to play basketball?"
"Ah!" Xu Qing exclaimed, hesitating: "What nonsense! I... I mean... if he hits me..."
Shen Yuyan frowned, "Tang Song has a violent tendency? Could it be that you were beaten by him when you were yelling in the room before?"
"Oh! How is that possible!" Xu Qing waved her hands quickly, blushing and saying, "Forget it, forget it, I won't tell you anymore. By the way, it's not easy for me to go out in this outfit, so go downstairs and pick him up later."
"okay."
"Okay then, I'll go back to my room first. I haven't finished putting on my cosplay costume yet."
After saying that, Xu Qing skipped away.
Shen Yuyan's eyes flickered, and he stood up and walked into his room.
Quickly take off your professional attire and put on sexy and comfortable sportswear.
She sat down in front of the dressing table and touched up her makeup before returning to the living room.
After checking the time, Shen Yuyan took out his cell phone and called Tang Song.
"Hello? Yuyan." A clear voice came from the receiver.
Shen Yuyan pursed her lips and whispered, "Hey, Tang Song, where are you?"
"We'll be at North City Garden in about 5 minutes."
"Oh, okay. Qingqing is changing her clothes. I'll pick you up."
"It's still drizzling outside, just wait for me downstairs."
"That's fine."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yuyan let out a long breath.
She walked to the floor-length mirror, adjusted her hair again, then took the key and went downstairs.
I came to the entrance hall, stood in the corner, and stared at the night scene outside the glass window in a trance.
The dim street lights emitted a faint light, casting circles of hazy light and shadows in the thin rain curtain, and raindrops fell rustlingly.
I just stared at it for a long time.
A tall figure suddenly came into her sight.
His steps were steady and calm, and the umbrella was slightly tilted, just enough to shield him from the fine rain and his face.
Tang and Song…
Shen Yuyan quickly came to his senses, took a deep breath, and looked at the figure.
The distance is slowly approaching.
The bony hand exerted a little force, and the umbrella rose up, revealing a handsome face.
Her eyes were deep and bright, glowing with a cold and charming luster under the interweaving of lights and rain.
Shen Yuyan's pupils trembled, and an indescribable throbbing and awe surged in his heart.
At this moment, Tang Song was filled with indescribable momentum and oppression.
Her lips were slightly parted and her eyes were somewhat dazed.
……
"Bang——" the umbrella was folded.
Tang Song looked up at the nameplate of "Unit 4, Building " and was about to call Shen Yuyan.
"Ding ding——" the unit door was gently pushed open.
Shen Yuyan walked out and stood in front of him.
The high-necked short top and tight sports shorts perfectly outline her graceful figure, and her clean and fresh face looks charming in the night.
Seeing the beautiful school girl, Tang Song raised his lips, "Good evening, Yuyan."
"Good evening." Shen Yuyan pursed her red lips, turned sideways, and gestured with her hand: "Come in, I'll take you upstairs."
"Yeah." Tang Song nodded and stepped into the unit door.
However, due to the limited width of the door and Shen Yuyan blocking it, friction between the two was inevitable.
The plump and elastic breasts trembled slightly.
Shen Yuyan seemed unaware and continued to behave calmly.
Get on the elevator.
Tang Song couldn't help but turn his head to take a look at the school beauty's C+ cup and sighed at her good figure.
Different from Xu Qing, who is a lazy best friend.
Shen Yuyan obviously pays great attention to her lines, and with her nearly perfect body proportions, she looks elegant and sexy.
At this moment, a faint fragrance wafted over.
Shen Yuyan suddenly came forward and said with a sweet breath, "Hey, Tang Song, guess what cosplay costume Qingqing is wearing tonight? If you guess correctly, there will be a prize."
Looking at the beautiful school girl Shen who was so close, Tang Song asked curiously, "What prize?"
Shen Yuyan blinked, "You guessed it right, we two will play role-playing with you together."
Eye to eye.
Breathing in her body fragrance and looking at her fresh and bright face, Tang Song's eyes trembled, "Sailor uniform."
Shen Yuyan covered her mouth and chuckled, then patted his arm gently, "Wrong answer, what a pity."
"Ding——" The elevator slowly stopped on the 12th floor.
"Come on, go find the answer yourself. I think she looks funny in this dress, haha."
As he spoke, Shen Yuyan grabbed his arm and walked out of the elevator together.
Looking at Shen Yuyan in front of him, Tang Song's heart was once again filled with unspeakable restlessness.
With his current emotional intelligence and observation skills, he can naturally see through the school beauty's little tricks.
However, it is precisely this kind of Shen Yuyan that makes her even more attractive to him.
Shen Yuyan was not that naive little girl when she was in college.
The president of the Student Union of the School of Economics and Management, the hyped title of school beauty, the focus of everyone's discussion, excellent communication skills, and participation in various performances and competitions.
"Click--" The door was opened, and the light from inside the house seeped into the corridor.
Shen Yuyan naturally let go of Tang Song's arm and said with a smile, "Please come in."
Tang Song nodded and walked into the gate.
Suddenly, there was a burst of shouting in my ears: "Hehehehe! Hehehehehe!"
Tang Song was stunned for a moment, then turned to look towards the living room, his eyes twitching, "What are you doing? Didn't I tell you to wear a sailor suit?"
No wonder School Beauty Shen said that if she guessed it right, she would play games with him. How could she possibly guess it right?
Xu Qing seemed to have completely immersed herself in the role of "tactical girl". She put on a fighting posture and looked at Tang Song with cold eyes, "I don't deal with airplanes, but I can fly one!"
Damn little Songzi, let’s see if you dare to spank me again!
┗|｀O′|┛哦~~
Seeing Xu Qing's arrogant look, Tang Song shook his head and walked straight towards him.
Xu Qing subconsciously touched her butt, and then waved her little fist vigorously.
retreat!retreat!retreat!
"Thump thump--" Tang Song stopped in front of her and looked at her in silence.
"Ah!" Xu Qing shuddered violently and sat down on the ground.
"Tactical Girl" Qingqing was defeated by a look!
(End of this chapter)