The elevator doors slowly closed, and Tang Song leaned back, closing his eyes. His mind drifted back to two months ago, to his first meeting with Xie Shuyu.

At that time, he sat by the window in a café, watching a BMW 7 Series pull up outside. Under the sunlight, a woman in a black business suit, elegant and poised, stepped out. Her steps were confident and steady, each one exuding self-assurance and charm. She walked right up to him.

Tang Song still remembered how poorly he performed back then. Now, he felt he had finally pulled out that thorn. Xie Shuyu's proactive invitation was undoubtedly an acknowledgment of his personal charm. This sense of satisfaction left him elated. Perhaps this was the true meaning of striving for growth.

He believed that his stage would grow larger and higher. One day, he could kiss the once unattainable strong woman from a dominating position, just like in his dreams.

Opening the system interface, he entered the task center to check the newly triggered side task.

[Task Content: As a budding entrepreneur, you need to understand the investment and financing market. Attending a formal investment conference can help you expand your network, boost your confidence and communication skills, and develop market insight and risk awareness. Attend the investment conference as a representative of Shimmer Coffee.]

*[Task Reward: Random Gift Pack 1]

[Note: The better the player performs, the more generous the gift pack reward.]

This task was straightforward, with the only variable being the size of the reward. It served as a small test of his abilities.

...

Leaving Building A, Tang Song paused and then turned towards Building B. "Rhythm Fitness" was located on the third floor, accessible via a dedicated elevator.

The entrance design was very minimalist, featuring only a white illuminated sign without any other decoration. Upon entering, the fresh air and faint fragrance were immediately noticeable.

"Hello, sir. Are you here to work out?" The receptionist quickly stood up to greet him upon seeing a new face. A handsome man like him would definitely be memorable if he were already a member.

Tang Song nodded, "Yes, it's my first time here. I'd like to check out the facilities and get a membership."

"Alright, please wait a moment. I'll contact a membership consultant for you," the receptionist said, making a quick call.

Soon, the sound of footsteps approached. A female salesperson in a small suit came out, her eyes lighting up at the sight of Tang Song. "Hello, handsome. I'm Lina, the membership consultant. Let me show you around."

Rhythm Fitness was a large chain gym with three locations in Yan City. The equipment and decor were new, with a sleek dark gray minimalist design. The layout was very functional, featuring a cardio zone, strength zone, yoga room, dance studio, lounge, and shower area. Open 24 hours, the gym had over a hundred professional fitness machines, a fresh air system, and smart lockers.

Despite the holiday, the gym was bustling, with a strong fitness atmosphere. Many women were also in tight workout clothes, flaunting their curves. Unfortunately, Wen Ruan was nowhere to be seen. If she had been here, he could have performed a "coincidental encounter."

After a tour, Tang Song signed up for a 2,000-yuan annual membership. The consultant also gifted him a small set of items: a water bottle, towel, jump rope, and backpack.

...

Back at Yunxi Tower, Tang Song and Gao Mengting had a hot pot together. They then drove the Wuling Hongguang to a warehouse located outside the North Third Ring Road. It appeared to be a converted self-built house with iron shutters for windows and doors. The 100-square-meter warehouse had a monthly rent of only 1,000 yuan, and the lease was up in October.

Tang Song rolled up the door and walked inside. Gao Mengting quickly turned on the lights and handed him a wet wipe to clean his hands. The rectangular warehouse was bare, with several white shelves neatly stocked with wrapped clothes.

"This area is for women's summer clothing, all first- and second-tier brand clearance items. I waited a long time to get these high-quality goods at a great price, perfect for our initial sales phase," she explained, pointing to the organized shelves. "Over here, we have standardized women's base layers..."

She was very familiar with the warehouse layout, each section, shelf, and package clearly labeled.

Tang Song followed her explanation, getting a good understanding of their inventory. Comparing it with the previous list, he felt well-informed.

"President Tang, let's change into work clothes. These are clean. Your clothes are too expensive; it wouldn't be good if they got dirty or damaged," Gao Mengting suggested, pulling out two sets of blue work uniforms and handing him the largest size.

"Sure thing," Tang Song replied, taking the clothes. Gao Mengting, wearing tight pants and a base layer, didn't shy away. She sat on a stool and started changing right in front of him. The oversized work clothes paired with her delicate face created a unique charm.

Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Gao Mengting smiled, her eyes curved, "You're a big guy. You can change behind the shelves. You shouldn't be shy, right? Don't worry, I won't peek."

"Of course not," Tang Song laughed, beginning to undress right in front of her.

The large, quiet warehouse, just the two of them, felt a bit intimate and filled with unspoken thoughts.

"Such a tease!" Gao Mengting muttered, quickly walking behind the shelves, her heart racing.

Once they changed into work clothes, they started organizing the first batch of items for live streaming. Today, they needed to transport some to the Yunxi Tower office to use as props during the host team interviews.

After over a month of exercise, Tang Song was in excellent shape. During several trips, he loaded the clothes into Wuling Hongguang's trunk.

Locking the shutters, they got into the car.

The fully loaded vehicle slowly moved along the road. Green shrubs lined the sides, with tall buildings faintly visible in the distance. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating Gao Mengting's beautiful profile.

The weather was lovely, and having sweated a bit, she rolled the window down slightly. The breeze lifted her brown hair, making it glisten in the sunlight.

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat. He pulled over slowly, turning to her.

"What's wrong, President Tang?" Gao Mengting asked, surprised.

Tang Song looked at her sincerely, "Nothing, I just think you're especially beautiful right now. I want to look at you more to avoid getting distracted while driving."

Gao Mengting's face turned crimson, more vibrant than the orange sunlight. She bit her full lower lip and tried to act calm, "So you're saying I wasn't beautiful before?"

Tang Song smiled, looking into her eyes, "You've always been beautiful. I thought so from the very first glance."

Gao Mengting fidgeted in her pencil pants, looking ahead, "Then take your time." ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel⚑fire.net

Knowing Tang Song for a while, she felt he was constantly changing—not just in appearance and physique, but in mindset and aura. He used to avoid eye contact, but now he boldly admired her.

The fully loaded Wuling Hongguang idled for a few minutes before resuming its journey along the suburban road. Soft music wafted from the car window.