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Chapter 587: Chapter 298 They are all contrasts_2 Chapter 587: Chapter 298 They are all contrasts_2 Xu Qing’s dark, glistening eyes swiveled briefly, as if a thought had just struck her.

In excitement, she said, “Yanyan, you’re so silly! Tang Song isn’t only going to invest once in his lifetime. With his capabilities, there will be plenty of opportunities for you in the future.”

Shen Yuyan shook her head calmly, “The internal conflicts of Youjie Housekeeping have already been laid bare before him, and since I’ve declined once, the opportunity for investment has been lost.”

Tang Song’s and her acquaintance was, in fact, not close at all, having met only a handful of times.

Why should someone come clean up their mess after being refused?

If it were up to her, having had an investment offer rejected and facing resistance from the founding team, she wouldn’t take a second look at the company.

She might even take pleasure in seeing them struggle with fundraising, managing the company poorly, and witnessing their regret and failure.

Just like herself now.

With that thought, Shen Yuyan laughed mockingly at herself, “Unless I can cash out from Youjie Housekeeping and look for a new entrepreneurial direction. But that is easier said than done, with no resources, connections, or experience, the likelihood of failure is close to 100%.”

Xu Qing’s eyes twirled again and she suddenly quipped slyly, “Yanyan, I think you’ve hit a dead end. Why are you so hung up on ‘starting a business’?”

“Wouldn’t it be great to get on good terms with Tang Song and let him take you under his wing?”

Even though their interactions were few, she felt that Tang Song was a good person and following him would definitely pay off.

He was amiable and generous by nature, good looking and tall, had given her gifts, and agreed to invest twice to give her face.

If it weren’t for these reasons, Miss Xu Qing would not have agreed to let him take private photos of her.

Speaking of which, they had agreed that after the investment was settled, they’d go book a room.

What to do? So embarrassing!

Should she write an erotic story to relax a bit when the time comes?

Hearing Xu Qing’s words, Shen Yuyan’s eyes flickered, and her heart skipped half a beat.

The image of Tang Song emerging from the elevator that morning popped into her mind.

Licking her slightly dry lips, Shen Yuyan blushed, “This… this doesn’t seem quite right, does it?”

“What’s wrong with it? If you don’t take the chance, plenty of others will climb up and take advantage.”

“Take that Xue, for example. Look how smug she is, a financial executive, always showing off various high-end business cocktail parties and luxury goods on her social media.”

“With your cunning mind, find a way to get closer to Tang Song, and preferably thoroughly suppress that Xue. Hehe, just thinking about it feels exhilarating,” Xu Qing said, unable to hold back a sidelong grin, her eyes sparkling.

She had no work that afternoon and had finished writing today’s update.

The story was about Xu Yanqing battling Liu Ruyan at the DD (due diligence) site.

However, her capacity for scheming was limited, not as devious as her friend’s, and she kept using the male protagonist for a triumphant slap in the face.

After all, she was an important female antagonist in her own novel, and the story had a long way to go.

If Yanyan could tangle with Muxue in real life and pull off some cunning stunts, she could just directly copy it down.

“Qingqing.”

Xu Qing blinked and hurriedly returned from her daydreams, “What’s up?”

Shen Yuyan pursed her lips and suddenly asked, “Do you like Tang Song? Do you have any plans for the future?”

“Ah!” Xu Qing jumped up from the sofa like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, her face reddening as she exclaimed, “What nonsense are you talking about? How could I like him, he already has… has…”

Stammering for a while, Xu Qing pouted, “He has a significant other, her name is Jing, and she’s a fair-skinned and wealthy beauty.”

She often chatted with Jing and was aware of the progress of their relationship.

Even though they were still in a flirtatious phase, they were practically boyfriend and girlfriend, given that both breasts and butt were fair game for touching.

Jing was just playful, wanting to experience the romantic love between male and female protagonists in anime, and she even looked forward to some twists, like other female characters getting involved.

Otherwise, with her coquettish nature, she probably would have aggressively pursued Tang Song long ago.

Miss Xu Qing, after all, was a law student with a very upright set of principles!

Normally, she only indulges in imagining him as the male protagonist in her novels for a bit of fantasy.

“Jing…” Shen Yuyan murmured thoughtfully.

The image of Wen Ruan she had encountered at the Imperial Hotel crossed her mind.

Both of them her girlfriends?

However, that seemed normal, for a man like him, calling him a young talent would be an insult.

Compared to him, the alumni who had once seemed so outstanding all fell short by several notches.

Young, handsome, well-built, with shining abilities and personality, plus an immense stature of power and position—with so many women swarming around him, it was no surprise.

It was a pity she hadn’t noticed him in college.

But what exactly was he like in college?

And how did he come to be the man he is today?

…

Lanfeng International Apartment.

On the desk by the window, a book lay unfinished, silently.

Long, clean fingers held down the pages fluttering in the draft from the air conditioner.

After replying to work emails, Tang Song sat down at the desk.

He glanced at the cover of the book, a well-known textbook, “Finance.”

It systematically introduced the basic concepts, markets, institutions, and investment theories of finance.

Considered a primer on finance. It had been on his recent reading list, preparing for the upcoming use of a “Study Card.”

Of course, the book here belonged to Lin Muxue.

In one corner of the desk, there stood a three-tiered small bookshelf filled with various finance-related books.

Tang Song casually flipped through the “Finance” book, with neat annotations written in a delicate hand, and highlighted markers from a marker pen.

Next to it, there was an English textbook, which, judging by the wear on the book, was frequently consulted as well.