After seeing off Lawyer Zhao Xingzhi, Tang Song returned to his office. His fingers brushed over the thick stack of documents on the desk. These included the equity transfer agreement, company charter, shareholder meeting resolutions, and equity certification documents. With these in hand, he officially owned 34% of Bocai Yingrui, becoming one of the company's shareholders. This allowed him to nominate candidates, call shareholder meetings, and elect directors. However, given his relationship with Zheng Qiudong, his words significantly influenced the company, even without holding a directorial position or any official role. This marked his first interaction with Deju Renhe, making it a moment of great significance.

Sitting in his comfortable executive chair, he flipped through the equity transfer agreement again.

"Dingdong—" The WeChat notification sounded.

[Hu Mingli: "Attention! Attention! Today at 12:30 PM, Wen Ruan will be at the Rhythm Gym in Huayun Center!"]

Tang Song: "Got it!"

Having an inside source certainly made things easier. Tang Song had been chatting online with Wen Ruan for over ten days. He'd wanted to see her in person, curious to see if she looked as stunning as she did in her photos. He also hoped to take their relationship from online friends to real-life acquaintances. Yesterday, he had casually mentioned this to Hu Mingli, and she managed to arrange it perfectly, even pinpointing Wen Ruan's exact schedule.

[Hu Mingli: "Honorable Chief Technology Officer, since I've been so helpful, please remember to give me a promotion if you ever return to Jinxiu Commerce!!"]

Tang Song chuckled and replied, "You might just get that wish one day."

…

12:35 PM.

Huayun Center, Building B, 3rd Floor, Rhythm Gym.

Tang Song walked in, carrying a gym bag. It was the perfect time—when the gym was least crowded. The vast space held only a handful of people, with the fitness coaches and marketing staff taking their lunch breaks in the rest area. Tang Song took a hopeful stroll around the gym but didn't spot Wen Ruan. With her figure, she'd be impossible to miss in this setting.

He pulled out his phone and messaged Hu Mingli: "The info is wrong! I'm here, but I don't see Wen Ruan."

[Hu Mingli: "Hold on, I'll check for you!"]

With a sigh of disappointment, Tang Song headed to the locker room. Since he was already here, he might as well get in a workout. After changing into a clean, short-sleeved dry-fit shirt, he checked himself in the mirror. A month of regular exercise had left him with a well-proportioned body, mostly free of excess fat, though his muscles weren't well-defined yet—there was still a long way to go on his fitness journey.

"Dingdong—"

[Hu Mingli: "Her boss called a sudden meeting before lunch, so she's running late. Don't worry, I've got this covered."]

Tang Song smiled and sent Hu Mingli a ¥200 red envelope with the message: "Thank you! Enjoy a cup of milk tea on me, Sister Mingli."

Such a valuable inside source needed to be well-maintained.

Leaving the locker room, Tang Song headed straight for the butterfly machine and began his workout. Since he didn't frequent the gym often, he avoided using unfamiliar equipment to prevent injury. He figured he could ask Wen Ruan for advice once they "accidentally" met.

…

At Linjin Tower, Jinxiu Commerce.

Hu Mingli opened the red envelope, and her face lit up with a smile. So thoughtful!

She quickly took a screenshot and shared it in her group chat with her close friends, adding the message: "@Zhuangzhuang, look at the big red envelope Tang Song sent me. See how much he cares about you—make sure you don't let him down." Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel⁂fire.net

[Wen Ruan: "Xiaoli, how dare you make money off my personal information and then flaunt it in front of me! Give me half!"]

[Hu Mingli: "This is my matchmaker fee—no way!"]

[Zhang Ziqi: "@Zhuangzhuang, when will you meet your 25-year-old boyfriend in person? Making him wait by saying you're in a meeting isn't exactly fair."]

[Wen Ruan: "There has to be some anticipation and little hurdles along the way. If you make it too easy, it'll be boring."]

[Wen Ruan: Side-eye smile.jpg]

[Zhang Ziqi: "I feel sorry for that innocent young guy being toyed with by both of you. When Zhuangzhuang finally wins him over, I'm telling him all about it."]

Sitting at her desk, Hu Mingli couldn't help but laugh out loud. Although she had a great impression of Tang Song, Wen Ruan was her close friend, so she always sought her approval before sharing her private information. Wen Ruan had arrived at the gym at 12:10 PM but had been hanging out in the yoga room. Knowing Wen Ruan, she was probably wearing light makeup, a spritz of perfume, and a sexy workout outfit—maybe even with a little trick up her sleeve.

Hu Mingli silently prayed for Tang Song. This is for your good—I'm setting you up with my most beautiful friend. But remember, true hunters often appear as prey. Wen Ruan isn't some naive girl in her early twenties. If you think you can easily handle this situation, you're in for a challenge. Good luck, young man!

After putting down her phone, Hu Mingli glanced at Zhao Yue, staring off into space, and couldn't help but shake her head. You should give up those daydreams—it's not going to happen!

…

Sweat slowly began to seep from Tang Song's pores as his body heated up, and his arm and shoulder muscles grew slightly sore and tense. Thanks to his enhanced lung capacity, his breathing remained steady. He pushed through for a few more minutes before gradually slowing down and stopping. The difference between anaerobic exercise at the gym and his regular aerobic workouts was clear—high intensity, short duration, and strength-focused, making it much more effective for muscle building.

"Dingdong—" His phone vibrated.

[Hu Mingli: "Heads up, Wen Ruan has just arrived and started working out."]

Tang Song paused in surprise. He had been watching the entrance, but somehow he hadn't noticed her come in. He turned in place, scanning the room, and finally spotted a familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the corner. Through the layers of gym equipment, he could see her doing squats on the hack machine, her full, peach-shaped hips moving up and down very noticeably.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked over. He was about to meet his online friend in person, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. When he was about ten meters away, Wen Ruan suddenly stopped her workout and jumped off the hack machine. Her ample hips jiggled slightly as she moved.

Now fully in view, Wen Ruan had long, silky black hair cascading over her shoulders. Her slightly flushed cheeks gave her a vibrant, glamorous look. Today's workout outfit was far more revealing than the ones she posted on her Moments—extremely tight-fitting, perfectly highlighting her hourglass figure. Having already been teased by the beauty therapist's photo this morning, Tang Song felt even more overwhelmed.

He began to understand why Wen Ruan always chose to work out at noon—with a body like hers. She was a knockout in the gym. Her curvaceous and well-proportioned figure was voluptuous and harmonious, like the kind of figure you'd see in a Korean manhwa, breaking through the second dimension and appearing right before him. It was a powerful lesson for the young Tang Song.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song thought, I love working out! From now on, I'll have to work hard under Teacher Wen Ruan's guidance to lower my body fat percentage!

Just then, a crisp system notification sounded.

"Ding! You've triggered the side quest [Workout Time]. Please check the mission center for details."

[Mission Content: "Exercising at the gym helps sculpt a healthy body, improves mental state, enhances social interaction, and cultivates discipline and perseverance. Please ensure you work out at the gym for at least one hour every day for the next 10 days."]

[Mission Reward: Workout Gift Pack]**

"Ding! The system shop has been updated with new items available!"