Chapter 646: Meeting at the top, Tang Jin Family Office (two-in-one)
The handshake between Mayor Li and Tang Song lasted for more than ten seconds.
In an officialdom that pays great attention to etiquette and propriety, this is almost a signal of the highest standard, expressing closeness and attention.
They were followed closely by leaders of other municipal governments, as well as county official Zhang Chengming, principal Liu Zengyin and others.
"Director Tang! Welcome!"
"I have heard of the name Rongliu Capital for a long time, but I didn't expect that the chairman is actually a talent from our Quancheng. It is really the pride of our hometown!"
"Director Tang is young and promising. You must come back more often in the future to provide guidance for the development of your hometown!"
Each of the leading cadres who are called "big shots" in the local area took the initiative to step forward and exchange brief greetings with Tang and Song in an extremely respectful manner.
Tang and Song Dynasties were in it, always with a confident and calm smile on their faces, and they were able to cope with it with ease.
A burst of metaphorical discussion gradually emerged from the crowd in the entire square that could no longer be suppressed.
Wang Zhigang from the Mining Construction Company stood blankly on the edge of the crowd, his eyes flowing back and forth between Liu Qingning and Tang Song, and a layer of cold sweat suddenly formed on his back.
I was extremely scared, and I was glad that I had decisively taken away my nephew Zhou Hao when I was at Liu Qingning’s house.
If Fanfan made a mistake in saying something and offended this "true god", he would not even dare to think about the consequences!
Zhou Hao next to him was breathing rapidly, his face was pale, and he seemed a little incomprehensible.
Not only them, but also the people around them who didn’t know the inside story were frightened by the scene before them.
As a "celebrity" participating in the school anniversary.
They all knew that Mayor Li and his core team members could "greet" the school so solemnly at the anniversary of a county middle school.
What kind of existence would that be?
"Artistry - this - that high school classmate of yours - I, did I read it correctly?!"
Outside the crowd, Sun Xiaonan was so excited that she was incoherent and just kept grabbing Deng Yazhi's arm.
Just last night, she was still having a nympho mentality, fantasizing about getting to know this "handsome and rich programmer", and maybe she could develop something.
But where is the programmer in the scene in front of me? !
Deng Yazi pursed her dry lips, her mind was still blank, she could only subconsciously murmur: "It's him——"
"What the hell is going on?" Sun Xiaonan was still thinking absentmindedly, "The mayor and the others just introduced me, and it sounded like I was called the chairman?"
"I don't know either-"
Deng Yazi shook her head and stared blankly at the Tang and Song Dynasty who was surrounded by stars like a moon in the center.
He is twenty-six or seven years old, wearing a high-end suit, with a handsome figure and outstanding temperament.
Being among a group of slightly wealthy middle-aged leaders, I feel like I stand out from the crowd.
Under the warm winter sun, there is a warm luster, and the whole person exudes a kind of heart-stopping dignity and calmness that only belongs to the top rich and powerful.
She couldn’t connect the person in front of her with the old classmate who wore a casual coat and had a gentle joke with her last night; she couldn’t compare him with the young Tang Song in her memory who was sweating on the court in school uniform.
But the person in front of him, with his contoured eyebrows and sharp vitality, seemed to have been imprinted intact from those dusty years of youth.
An unreal sense of illusion made her feel like a dream,
At this moment, a low voice scolded her in her ear Explosion: "Deng Yazhi, what are you doing?!"
Deng Yazhi suddenly came to her senses and saw Liu Jianjun, the chief producer of the column team, staring at her with a livid face.
"What are you doing there? Did I give you the camera to play with? Why don't you hurry up and follow me!"
Xie Xuan, the host in front of me, frowned and turned around and said, "Yazi, please give me something to eat! Haolie, you are also an alumnus of Jing County No. 1 Middle School, and you have a natural status advantage. Come with me later when you have an opportunity to see if you can talk to Director Lin from the Propaganda Department and try to do a brief exclusive interview later." Deng Yazi quickly lowered her head, "I'm sorry, Director Liu, Sister Xuan, I..."
She did lose her composure just now, mainly because her old classmate Tang Song was so shocked that her mind was still filled with "Yu Yu". Liu Jianjun glanced at her dissatisfiedly, said nothing more, and turned his attention to Xie Xuan and the main cameraman again, his expression becoming extremely serious.
"This time it is obvious that the city is taking advantage of the school anniversary to promote a major investment promotion. If Mayor Li can personally come to receive it, the background of the other party is absolutely beyond imagination! This is the core of our reporting mission this time! Our column must Being able to get first-hand, exclusive and in-depth reports, the end-of-year evaluation is absolutely guaranteed!"
In addition to their "Quancheng Observation", there are also other official media such as the Municipal Daily and the Quancheng Evening News on site, and everyone is in a competitive relationship.
Deng Yazi stood aside, listening to the leader's arrangements, and the trance in her heart gradually disappeared.
She took a deep breath, picked up the camera again, squeezed into the crowd, adjusted the angle, and pressed the shutter on Tang and Song in the crowd.
“Click——”
The shutter sound is clear and crisp.
At the moment when the photo was frozen, it seemed that Tang Song in the center of the crowd was actually looking at her inconspicuous corner through the numerous figures.
There was a warm smile on his face that was exactly the same as last night, and he nodded slightly towards her, as if to say hello.
This subtle movement made Deng Yazhi feel a little flattered.
She had always been carefree in social circles, but now she suddenly became at a loss.
My cheeks flushed red, and for a moment I didn’t know whether to respond or lower my head.
At this moment, the crowd was in commotion again.
Zhao Rui and Li Yunfan, who were originally standing on one side, finally came to Tang Song on the recommendation of the school leaders.
"Hello, Mr. Tang!" Zhao Rui's face, which always had a touch of elite arrogance, was now filled with a humble and enthusiastic smile,
He bowed slightly and took the initiative to stretch out his hands, "I am Zhao Rui, who graduated in the 14th class, and now work in the investment banking department of CICC. I have heard of Rongliu Capital for a long time, but I didn't expect that the chairman is an alumnus of our No. 1 Middle School. What an honor!"
"Director Tang, I am Li Yunfan from Maixiangyuan! I have admired my name for a long time, and I hope that Director Tang will take care of me in the future!"
Faced with the self-introductions of these two outstanding alumni, Tang Song just shook hands with them casually, nodded politely, and said no more polite words.
However, Zhao Rui and Li Yunfan did not take it seriously at all, but seemed more and more excited and honored.
Deng Yazhi was not far away, staring blankly at the incredible scene in front of her.
Those two seniors who were previously unattainable in her eyes were not even qualified to have an equal dialogue in front of Tang Song.
The shock in my heart can no longer be described in words.
The crowd began to move slowly.
Principal Liu Zengyin respectfully made a "please" gesture and led the city leaders, Tang Song and others to the VIP negotiation room that had been prepared.
The crowded flow of people automatically separated to both sides, making way for a passage.
The staff of the column team also immediately carried the machine and prepared to follow up to capture the material.
Director Liu scolded in a low voice: "Deng Yazhi, why are you so dazed again!"
Before Deng Yazhi had time to think about it, she took her camera and interview book and squeezed behind the host Xie Xuan.
Xie Xuan lowered her voice and said: "The man in the gray suit and glasses is Minister Lin. We must let him see us, so that if there are opportunities for interviews and reports later, they will fall on us."
Deng Yazi nodded quickly and couldn't help but look at Tang Song who was approaching.
The distance is getting closer and closer, and her heartbeat is getting faster and faster.
Just as he was passing by the people in the "Quancheng Observation" column group, his figure suddenly stopped.
Director Liu, Xie Xuan and others all held their breath for a moment.
However, Tang Song's eyes fell on Deng Yazhi, with an apologetic smile on his face, "Sorry, Yazhi.
I still have some things to deal with here, and I will talk to you later. ”
“Brush! Brush! Brush!”
Almost instantly, the eyes of everyone present - the mayor, county officials, principal, Liu Qingning, and all her colleagues were all focused on her.
Deng Yazi felt her brain buzzing, and all the blood rushed to the top of her head.
"No, it doesn't matter, you are busy first."
Then, Tang Song nodded and continued to move forward.
Liu Qingning, who was behind her, nodded to her and left with a smile.
Deng Yazi stood there blankly, completely overwhelmed by the complex gazes around her.
Xie Xuan was the first to come over, with sweet intimacy in her voice for the first time, "Yazi, do you know this Director Tang?"
Deng Yazi: "He is my high school classmate."
"High school classmate" Director Liu's always stern face was also filled with shock and enthusiasm, "How are you, high school classmate! This is a solid emotional foundation!"
Everyone in the column team just woke up from a dream, but the way they looked at Deng Yazhi had completely changed.
From what Tang and Song showed just now, at least he has a completely different attitude towards Deng Yazhi.
As Tang Song, Mayor Li and others disappeared completely.
A burst of fierce discussion finally broke out among the surrounding alumni crowd.
"That one just now is also our alumnus? Do any of you know him?
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"I heard the mayor call him Director Tang, and he is still the chairman of Rongliu Capital? How can he be so young?"
"Rongliu Capital? Is it a company from our Yan Province?"
"It's not from Yan Province. I just checked. It's a top private equity fund headquartered in Xiangjiang. Just last month, they just A special fund of funds with a total scale of US$10 billion has just been established. ”
“USD 10 billion?!”
“Oh my God! Our Jingxian No. 1 Middle School actually has such a number one figure?!”
There was an incredible exclamation at the scene.
This number is completely beyond the understanding of most people present.
Sun Xiaonan took out her mobile phone and started searching for "Rongliu Capital". Then she covered her mouth with force, patted Deng Yazhi, and kept saying "Holy shit".
Then, she directly put the phone screen in front of Deng Yazhi.
Deng Yazi mechanically lowered her head to look at the phone screen.
Above are news headlines from the world’s top financial media.
[Kate Trust and Don King’s Office jointly inject capital, tens of billions of dollars of fund-of-funds to reshape the Asian PE landscape]
[Confluent Capital: A New Powerhouse Emerges in Hong Kong's Financial Hub]
Bloomberg, Reuters, The Wall Street Journal, etc.
As a senior reporter who has worked in the media industry for more than three years, she knows better than anyone what it means to be pushed to the front page in the form of "Breaking News" by these media that stand at the top of the global information chain.
She stared blankly, feeling that she was not watching the news, but an extremely magical commercial blockbuster starring her old classmate.
The crowd’s exclamations gradually died down.
Under the guidance of school staff, everyone began to enter the main venue of the school celebration ceremony, the school auditorium.
Deng Yazi also followed the column team and walked in confusedly.
As media staff, their positions are arranged in the special media area in the front row on the left side of the venue.
There are long guns and short cannons set up here, with an excellent view, and you can take pictures of every detail on the rostrum without blind spots.
As time goes by, there are more and more people in the auditorium.
There were gray-haired retired teachers, successful alumni in suits and ties, and a phalanx of current students in neat school uniforms who were organized to watch the ceremony.
The entire venue was filled with a solemn and warm atmosphere.
Director Liu Jianjun paced back and forth in the media area restlessly, glancing in the direction of the VIP lounge from time to time.
In the end, he finally came to Deng Yazhi’s side.
The majesty of the leader on his face has long since disappeared, replaced by an almost ingratiating enthusiasm.
"Xiao Deng, you see that you are an old classmate with Director Tang from Rongliu Capital. With such a deep relationship, can you find an opportunity later to help us get an exclusive interview for our column?"
He paused and threw out a huge bait: "As long as you can get this exclusive interview, in the end-of-year evaluation, I guarantee you will be a 'city's outstanding journalist'!" ”
Listening to this once-out-of-reach promise, Deng Yazi felt something in her heart, but she still shook her head with a wry smile: “Director Liu, I haven’t seen him for many years, and our relationship is really not as good as you think.
Sun Xiaonan’s expression next to him moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something.
At this moment, a slight commotion came from the entrance of the media area.
Lin Haisheng, deputy director of the Municipal Propaganda Department, accompanied by the Propaganda Officer of the County Party Committee, walked straight over.
Director Liu immediately stood up like a spring and greeted him with a smile on his face, "Minister Lin! Why are you here in person!"
Xie Xuan and others also quickly arranged their manners and greeted excitedly: "Hello, Minister Lin!"
Lin Haisheng nodded lightly, maintaining the usual gentle and elegant expression on his face.
But his gaze went directly beyond everyone and fell on Deng Yazhi, who was embarrassed and still clutching the interview book in her hand.
"Xiao Deng, is that you? Deng Yazhi?"
"Ah, yes, it's me. Hello, Minister Lin!"
Deng Yazhi's heart tightened, and she bent down almost instinctively, with unconcealable nervousness in her voice.
As the deputy director of the Municipal Propaganda Department, Lin Haisheng is almost a "ceiling" figure in the Quancheng media system.
The Propaganda Department is in charge of ideology and propaganda caliber. All local mainstream media such as TV stations, city daily newspapers, and evening newspapers are essentially under their leadership.
Not to mention ordinary reporters, even the deputy director of the news center like Liu Jianjun must be respectful when meeting him.
Lin Haisheng walked up to her and said kindly, "Xiao Deng, don't be nervous."
He paused slightly and spoke very slowly, as if he wanted her to hear every word clearly.
"That's it. Mayor Li and Director Tang just concluded their preliminary talks. The atmosphere was very harmonious and the two sides have reached a series of important consensuses on cooperation. Mayor Li instructed on the spot that a trustworthy media reporter is needed to participate in the subsequent internal negotiations. During the interview, he was responsible for video recording and subsequent reporting. "
Lin Haisheng looked at her meaningfully, with a hint of determination in his eyes, "Director Tang personally recommended you to the mayor, and I hope you can seize this opportunity."
In just a few words, the whole media area exploded in an instant.
Liu Jianjun and Xie Xuan were almost stunned on the spot, their faces filled with disbelief and ecstasy.
They never expected that in a meeting of this standard, Deng Yazhi, a "little transparent" reporter, would become a core participant.
Deng Yazi’s whole body was shaking slightly, her breathing was rapid, and her heart felt like there was a drum beating.
She held on to the camera in her hand and tried to keep her voice calm: "Minister Lin, I will do my best to complete the task!"
Lin Haisheng nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand politely, "Let's go, follow me in."
Deng Yazi hurriedly followed.
Passed through the envious and jealous eyes of everyone, walked through the corridor covered with red carpet, and walked into the door of the negotiation room.
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the scene in front of her almost took her breath away.
In the wide negotiation room, Mayor Li Jiping was sitting side by side with Tang Song, and several core leaders of the city government were lined up on both sides.
There are exquisite tea sets and heavy folders on the table.
There is a strong solemn atmosphere in the air.
Tang Song sat there quietly, with a calm expression and no formality between his brows.
Liu Qingning, who was next to him, had also lost the youthfulness of the girl in his impression. Her posture was dignified and full of aura.
Seeing Deng Yazhi come in, Tang Song smiled at her, and his eyes were very much like the good friend who secretly sent her answers in high school.
Liu Qingning also gave her an encouraging and friendly smile.
Deng Yazi quickly bent down and greeted them silently.
Then, under the guidance of Minister Lin, we came to an inconspicuous location against the wall of the negotiation area.
Nervously adjusted the camera position, and with trembling hands, placed the recorder above his knees.
Soon, the talks got back to business.
When the city leaders exchanged opinions with each other,
Tang Song said: "According to my plan, the first phase of the fund is 5 billion. Among them, the government guidance fund does not need to invest too much, and only 500 million is symbolically used as LP. We can allow capital flow, so we can With an investment of 2.5 billion as the cornerstone, I will use my channels to invite several domestic industrial capitals to join in.” The director of the National Development and Reform Commission nodded hurriedly, “Yes! Director Tang is right! Only in this way can external leading funds dare to follow up!”
Li Jiping pondered for a moment and said decisively: "The city fully supports it! For 500 million, we will study the budget arrangement immediately!"
There were voices on the negotiation table one after another.
Deng Yazi pressed the shutter and listened.
But his eyes were gradually attracted by Yang Song.
She looked at him there, with a calm expression and clear words.
From the path of capital injection, to the model of industrial implementation, to the plan for future talent training, it is a large and ambitious blueprint that can completely change the fate of this city in the next ten years.
In his unhurried narration, it was clearly displayed in front of her.
She heard about an unheard-of grand idea called the "Industrial Strict Ecological Fund of Funds".
Rongliu Capital will use this as a lever to gradually mobilize more than ten times the social capital from top institutions across the country to pour into this inland city that has always been forgotten by capital.
She also heard that this huge fund will "upgrade" Quancheng's existing production restrictions.
Help them break technical barriers and enter [Tangyi Precision] the world's top supply chain system;
Inject artificial intelligence and new energy technology into those traditional industrial enterprises that are still struggling to help them complete intelligent transformation;
And finally, around the future project called [Xuanji Light World], a complete, hundreds of billions-level intelligent hardware production chain will be built on the land of Quancheng. Deng Yazi felt her scalp numb.
What does a 100-billion-level production chain mean?
That means billions, or even tens of billions, of average annual tax revenue, enough to fundamentally ease Quancheng’s tight financial situation.
That means tens of thousands of high-tech, high-paying jobs, enough for countless young people like her to find reasons to return to their hometown for development.
That means that this sluggish old city of Gongyan will get a real opportunity to change lanes and surpass Haihai!
The atmosphere in the negotiation room was extremely lively.
The leaders of the municipal government have long lost their previous gate capacity.
All of them had red faces, slightly tilted bodies, and uncontrollable, scorching light in their eyes, like a group of desert travelers who had seen an oasis.
Mayor Li Jiping was so excited that he clasped his hands and nodded vigorously.
The results of this negotiation far exceeded their imagination.
Even far exceeded the province’s greatest expectations.
Deng Yazi looked at Yang Song not far away, and suddenly thought of the eighteen-year-old boy.
The one in Lens Beijing said, "We meet at the top" and "We want to make a lot of money, make a fortune, and repay our hometown."
Over the years, she has always thought that he was just like her and everyone around her.
Has long been smoothed by reality and is running around for life.
But she didn’t expect that the high-spirited young man she once was would eventually fulfill her promise back then in a way that she had never imagined, so bright that it was almost unreal.
He not only caught up with the light.
He himself became light.
In fact, she loves her hometown very much.
The reason why I returned to Quancheng TV University in the first place was that I hoped to use my pen and lens to record the changes in this city, to discover the overlooked beauty, and to contribute a little to the development of my hometown.
An indescribable feeling, mixed with shock, joy, and pride, gradually surged into her heart.
Soon, with the secretary’s reminder, the conversation gradually died down.
As the time came for the official start of the Three-Day Festival, everyone stood up one after another.
“Click one by one” the sound of taking pictures sounded.
Yang Song shook hands with Mayor Li in a friendly manner and said calmly: "Mayor, don't worry. This afternoon, a complete team from Rongliu Capital will arrive in Quancheng to coordinate with the city on the specific promotion plan. The details do not have to wait, we will quickly promote the implementation and implementation of the plan."
In one sentence, everyone present was shocked.
Li Jiping was stunned for a moment, and even his voice was slightly excited: "Okay! You are so resolute in raising a director! I didn't expect you to be so well prepared and so straightforward! It is really an honor for Quancheng to have such a proud man in my hometown!"
The surrounding National Development and Reform Commission director, county official Zhang Chengming and others also nodded in praise, with shock on their faces.
In their usual experience, the landing negotiations for top capitals range from a few months to a year and a half at most.
Ke Yangsong’s decisive attitude completely subverted their punishment.
Yang Song paused, glanced at everyone, then raised his hand slightly to his side and introduced: "In addition, mayor, don't worry, Qing Ning is not only the person in charge of Qingmi AI, but also one of the core people in charge of the future of the [Xuanji Light World] project."
After the words fell, everyone turned their attention to Liu Qingning.
Shock and excitement intertwined.
In Zhijing, Yang Song specifically introduced that he was the general manager of Qingmi AI, a subsidiary of Qing Ning Technology. Unexpectedly, he was also involved in a strategic project like Xuanji Light Industry, which can be called "the most important outlet for future production."
No wonder Yang Song would not hesitate to incorporate the hardware link into Quancheng's strategic layout in his recent plan.
Liu Qingning took a slight step towards Beijing, her expression calm and generous.
In his clear and firm eyes, there was a sharpness and beauty that was incompatible with his age.
" Leaders, don't worry, this is my hometown. I will go all out to do my best in future cooperation projects in Quancheng. "
At ten o'clock in the morning, a salute was fired.
The third celebration of the 50th anniversary of Jingxian No. 1 Middle School slowly opened with three passionate songs.
Colorful ribbons were flying, the red carpet stretched, and drums and music sounded in the square.
Alumni, entrepreneurs and some representatives of teachers and students from all walks of life gathered together.
Warm and solemn.
"Dear leaders, distinguished guests, dear teachers, colleagues, good morning, everyone!"
The host's full and passionate voice echoed in every corner of the venue through the speakers.
After some enthusiastic opening remarks.
The introduction session officially started.
"First of all, let us use the warmest C sound to welcome our mayor, Comrade Li Jiping, to our school to guide our work!"
A thunderous C sound burst out instantly.
After introducing several important leaders present.
The host’s voice paused, and the tone of his voice rose several times unconsciously, full of uncontrollable excitement and pride:
"Next, we want to welcome the outstanding three friends of our Jingxian No. 1 Middle School! He is also the chairman of the world's top art equity institution [Rongliu Capital]! He is also the most important strategic partner of our future industrial strictness upgrade in Quancheng City! Let us use the warmest C voice to welcome Mr. Yang Song one by one!"
Under the gaze of the whole audience, Yang Song in the chairman's guest area slowly stood up.
Under the spotlight, the handsome facial features, elegant and straight body, and pure temperament instantly caused bursts of screams in the Guxia Bingsheng square formation.
The sound of "C" was more intense and lasting than that of Zhijing, almost tearing down the roof of the entire auditorium.
Subsequently, the host introduced Liu Qingning from Qingning Technology in the same solemn tone.
Tang Song sat on one side, facing Bai Yueguang, who had taken off his school uniform and put on a beige professional suit.
In Liu Qingning’s always clear and stubborn eyes, there was a gentle smile that could last the whole winter in Beijing.
In the familiar No. 1 Middle School and No. 3 Garden, which has inherited all their youth;
On the much-anticipated Sanqing Dance:
That youthful oath about "meeting at the top".
At this moment, in the most romantic way, it was perfectly fulfilled,
Singapore, Yangyi Precision Branch.
Wen Ruan stood in the bright and spacious lounge, overlooking the exquisite model-like cityscape outside the window and the sparkling Strait of Malacca in the distance.
Her heart was far less peaceful than the scenery in front of her.
This day has finally arrived.
The "special consultation seat" that she initially fought for has now become a dead end, and she cannot retreat at all.
I can only bite the bullet and hope that nothing out of control will happen in the conference room later.
That hateful smelly man must be making love to Liu Qingning in his hometown right now.
Poor me, Zhuangzhuang, I traveled thousands of miles to Singapore to take the blame!
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"Qi Yayi—" The door to the dormitory room was opened.
Ouyang Xianyue's calm voice came from behind: "Are you nervous?"
Wen Ruan quickly turned around and saw Ms. Ouyang walking towards her.
She was wearing a simple white silk jumpsuit today, which made her look even more elegant.
"A little bit." Wenruan's chest rose and fell slightly, accepting the punishment calmly.
Ouyang went to Beijing and stood next to her, looking out the window as well.
He said in a calm tone: "Don't be nervous. Remember, you are standing here today because Yang Song chose you. Every opinion you have represents his will to some extent. This is your right and your weapon, so there is no need for psychological burden."
Wen Ruan's eyelids twitched and he could only nod lightly.
The two stood in the school lounge and chatted a few words in a low voice.
The door was pushed open again, and Mo Xiangwan, wearing a smart women's suit and skirt, also walked in.
"Ms. Ouyang, Wen Ruan."
"Sister Xiang Wan."
Mo Xiang Wan went to Beijing, patted Wen Ruan's arm affectionately, and complimented her makeup and outfit today.
Then the conversation changed, and her eyes were full of encouragement: "Congratulations, Wen Ruan. Don't underestimate yourself, you are the protagonist today."
After hearing these words, Wen Ruan felt speechless for a while.
Good guys, you are brainwashing me by taking turns taking turns!
I am just a "special consultation". At best, I come in to listen to the opinions of the bosses, and then pass the information to Yang Song.
If you ask me to go directly to the Hard Kong King Director, I can’t do it!
(T_p)
After a while, the three of them left the lounge and took the boat to the top floor of a landmark building located in Marina Bay.
This is also one of the most important branches of the Yangjin Family Office.
Wen Ruan followed Ouyang Xianyue through a silent corridor decorated with black walnut wood and metal lines.
The sound of footsteps was absorbed by the thick handmade carpet, leaving only the sound of my own heartbeat becoming increasingly clear.
At the end of the long corridor, two thick frosted glass doors with no visible hands slid open to both sides silently as they approached.
At that moment, Wen Rou’s breathing stopped for half a moment.
Inside the door is a huge circular conference room of nearly 300 square meters.
There are no unnecessary decorations, it is solemn and quiet.
You can clearly smell the scent in the air that is a mixture of high-grade leather, quiet woody fragrance and weak disinfectant water, which is unique to the top power field.
The centerpiece is a huge oval conference table.
The desktop is as smooth as a mirror, with only the simplest simultaneous interpretation equipment and built-in information terminals placed.
Anne Kate was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, chatting in a low voice with Wu Kezhi beside her, her long golden hair dazzling under the light; on the other side, Zheng Qiudong was in danger, exchanging glances with barrister Luo Bin calmly.
And about three meters behind them, there are seats in the second and third circles arranged in concentric circles, which are more numerous and denser.
There are some scattered people there, they are [Yangjin]’s core executives from all over the world who are responsible for different serious business sectors.
Wen Ruan even saw a few faces among them that she had only seen on the covers of Forbes and Fortune magazines.
"Ms. Ouyang!" "Morning, Ms. Ouyang.
"
Ouyang Xianyue's face was calm, she slightly nodded towards them, and walked through the peripheral area with tenderness.
This highly ritualistic scene made the soft heartbeat skip half a beat.
As the distance got closer, her heart beat faster and faster.
"Lookwhoishere. (Look who is here)" Annie stood up, with a hint of American accent in her voice, "Wendy, we finally meet again, I miss you so much."
"Hello, Annie."
Wen Ruan reached out her hand, but Annie went directly to Beijing, gave her a solid hug, and kissed her on the cheek.
The two pairs of Big E collided head-on, and the waves were turbulent for a while.
The corners of Wen Ruan’s mouth twitched, still a little unaccustomed to the other party’s closeness.
For some reason, she felt that the Annie she met this time seemed less provocative and much more "docile" than Jing.
After all, when they met for the first time, this unruly young lady from aristocratic family and Ocean Horse really shocked her greatly.
After the two interacted affectionately.
Wu Kezhi and others also stood up to say hello.
After greetings.
Wen Ruan finally saw his own place at the central round table that symbolized the highest power.
Her identity is clearly printed on it in concise Chinese and English.
[Special Advisory Seat (Special Advisory Seat) - Wen Ruan (Wendy)]
At Ouyang Xianyue’s signal, Wen Ruan slowly sat down,
The cold leather touch made her hold her breath involuntarily, and the smooth and cold Dali tabletop reflected her slightly nervous face.
This is the central area that symbolizes the highest power of [Yangjin].
Mo Xiangwan, who followed in, quietly sat down in an empty seat in the second circle outside.
There is no nameplate information at that location.
As she said before, this is the highest level meeting today.
Wen Ruan is the real protagonist.
Mo Xiangwan was only allowed to attend because of his promise to support Song Dynasty and Ouyang Xianyue's strong recommendation.
She has not been officially assigned a field in the family office system, nor has she been granted a clear "seat".
Of course, the smart Zhuang Zhuang also saw Ouyang Xianyue’s second purpose today.
Taking advantage of his "entry", it was logical to push Mo Xiangwan, an important ally, onto this power table.
Ten o’clock in the morning.
The main door of the conference room was pushed open again.
A steady and rhythmic sound of footsteps came from far to near, clearly coming from outside the gate.
Everyone present turned their attention to the door.
Wen Rouan’s heart skipped a beat, and he stood up from his seat along with everyone else.
Immediately afterwards, a tall and sexy figure walked in first.
She wore a light-colored custom-made suit without any extra decoration, but with the highest quality fabrics and tailoring, which highlighted her perfect shoulder and neck lines.
The smooth long brown hair was pulled back casually, with the roots standing upright and fluffy, and the broken hair on both sides hanging down like light smoke, outlining a beautiful face.
Her pace is neither fast nor slow, and her figure, which can be called the golden ratio, is fully displayed in the minimalist outfit.
Her whole body exudes a calm and powerful aura.
Following her closely behind are the core executive teams from major Golden North centers in the world such as Wyoming, London and Tokyo.
Everyone is wearing suits and leather shoes, with bright and sharp eyes.
In the conference room, everyone who had already sat down stood up again.
The respectful words of "Director Kim" and "Mira" came and went one after another.
Jin Meixiao just nodded calmly in response, without any pause in her steps.
She walked straight to the main seat of the central conference table and did not take a seat immediately. Instead, she turned around and slowly swept the entire venue with her calm eyes. The group of core executives who followed her in quickly found their corresponding nameplates on the second and third circles of seats on the outside.
The whole process is quiet, efficient and full of discipline.
At this moment, Wen Ruan truly felt the unique charm of a woman with top power.
Especially in such a hierarchical and orderly power field.
The Director Kim standing in the center is like the absolute queen giving orders in the movie.
Every look and every subtle movement is full of indescribable momentum.
During the last meeting at the TC Club, she also felt that the rumored Director Jin was not so far away.
But this time, when the other party came to this palace of power as the chairman of the executive committee.
Wen Ruancai finally felt the top charm and oppression of this business legend,
At this moment, Secretary Jin’s eyes turned over and made contact with her.
Wen Ruan’s heart skipped a beat, and she took the initiative to say hello again: "Director Jin."
Secretary Jin gently nodded.
The cold voice echoed clearly through the microphone in every corner of the conference room:
"Everyone, today, we first want to welcome a new member of the committee."
< br>"Starting today, Ms. Wen Ruan will serve as a special consulting seat in the Yangjin Family Office. Personally, I very much look forward to her bringing a more diverse and fresh perspective from the edge of the market to our rigorous decision-making system."
"Welcome, Wen Ruan."
A warm voice sounded in the conference room. Secretary Jin's eyes fell back on Wen Ruan again, with a beautiful smile on his face.
In such an atmosphere and environment, even though she is a woman, Wen Ruan feels that her heartbeat is accelerating crazily.
It was like lying on the same bed with a drunk Su Yu.
So beautiful!
If Su Yu was drunk, he was a beautiful poppy that was both dangerous and seductive.
So at this moment, Director Kim is a majestic iceberg floating on the ocean of power.
At this moment, she suddenly understood very deeply why Ms. Ouyang must recruit her as an ally.
(OwO”)!
Wait, there is another question later. Do you want me to "harden" Jin Mixiao in such a scene?