Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

Chapter 192: Chapter 165: Chance Encounter, Trust Company_2 Chapter 192: Chapter 165: Chance Encounter, Trust Company_2 Walking out of the leadership’s office and back to her desk, Yao Lingling showed an expression of immense gratitude toward Xiao Mingxuan.

She wasn’t a fool and naturally understood who had fought for this opportunity on her behalf.

What followed was to perform well and strive to design an outstanding summer outfit that would gain the recognition of her leaders and colleagues, and smoothly promote her career.

Thinking of this, her heart surged with excitement and her mind was filled with myriad thoughts.

Advancing from assistant to designer was the most critical step in her career, not only providing a significant salary increase but also a proportion of sales commission.

“Buzz buzz buzz—” Her phone vibrated.

[Xiao Mingxuan: “Lingling, you need to put in extra effort next time. I can’t get too involved in company matters, ultimately it still depends on your strength.”]

Yao Lingling sent back an emoticon package expressing huge unspoken gratitude.

Shortly after, several more messages popped up on her computer screen.

[Tang Song: shirt-front-sketch.jpg]

[Tang Song: shirt-back-sketch.jpg]

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[Tang Song: “This is a summer outfit design I just finished yesterday. Since it can help you, you can create the pattern drafts whenever you’re free.”]

[Tang Song: “Thank you, Lingling. When you have the time, let me treat you to a meal.”]

Yao Lingling’s fingers trembled as she opened each of the images, her mouth gaping wider and wider.

A fashionable and casual short-sleeved white shirt, with exquisite and sophisticated details.

Light-colored washed denim jeans blending fashion and retro, with unique embroidered patterns that caught the eye.

This was even more complete and impressive compared to the brown shirts and trousers Tang Song had sent before.

This… this was the standard answer, wasn’t it?

Even if she just borrowed some design elements, she was confident she could pass the company leaders’ assessment.

Yao Lingling gulped, feeling an unreal dreaminess as if life had suddenly thrown her a cheat code.

Senpai! You are not some electronic pet! You are my god!

…

At YJTC.

“Ding dong—”

[Lingling: “Thank you, my dear senior! I will finish the pattern draft and sample garment very soon, also, I have a somewhat rude request to discuss with you.”]

[Lingling: “I am currently designing a men’s summer collection for the company, is it possible to reference your outfit?”]

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Tang Song smiled and replied, “Feel free, you can even copy it exactly if you want.”]

The system-provided outfit was indeed outstanding, and if designed and produced for the market, it would probably be popular.

But it was just a thought. Clothing plagiarism is very common these days, and as soon as a popular style emerges, a large number of similar styles flood the market within days.

Without the support of a brand, it all means nothing.

[Lingling: “Senior, you’re so generous! I’ll start with the pattern draft, and will then make a sample garment according to your size. With the sample garment, any tailor shop can make clothes that fit you perfectly.”]

After chatting with her for a few more sentences,

Tang Song put away his phone and stepped into the wardrobe room, approaching the refined display cabinet.

The gentle lacquer shine matched with glass and LED lights looked fashionable and luxurious.

The drawers featured a slow-closing mechanism, feeling exceptionally smooth to the touch.

Each drawer’s interior had precise partitions suitable for storing various sizes of jewelry and small items.

On the top layer, three wristwatches were lined up side by side.

Qianqian’s thousand-yuan Citizen, Jing’s ten-thousand-yuan Longines, and Su Yu’s million-yuan Patek Philippe.

Tang Song’s fingers gently landed on the Patek Philippe, taking it out and wearing it on his left wrist.

His slender hands, a white dress shirt, and the sparkling wristwatch looked particularly stylish.

He had also looked up information about this watch on the internet.

Patek Philippe Grand Complications 5961P, the platinum model.

It combines a perpetual calendar, day/night indication, chronograph function, with a matt-blue lacquered dial, baguette diamond hour markers, and 36 diamonds set in the bezel.

Diameter of 40.5MM and thickness of 13.53MM, it has an outstanding feel, well-arranged layout, and alligator leather strap.

Official price over 1.55 million, it is a high-end series of Patek Philippe dress watches, very suitable for attending business events and formal gatherings.

This model doesn’t hold its value well, trading around 900,000 yuan on the secondary market.

But obviously, Su Yu had never considered this; as long as it was suitable and beautiful, that was all that mattered.

He opened the wardrobe room’s safe.

First, he glanced at Secretary Jin’s photo inside, then took out a large stack of files.

This was the trust company information he had obtained from the safety deposit box at China Merchants Bank (Yan City Branch).

It comprehensively included all core documents of the family trust, detailing the terms, conditions, and the rights and obligations of each party.

Besides that, there were also trust property ownership certificates, legal and tax advisory reports, trustee and management reports, etc.

Since the company’s weekend was free, he had only contacted the company’s person in charge in advance and had not actually visited.

Today, it was also time to take a look at this trust company, possessing assets of one hundred million dollars.

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Fresh black tires rolled over the clean asphalt as the white Bentley Continental GT joined the flow of traffic.

Light shimmered softly, marking the start of early summer.

The gentle sunshine streamed through the car windows, landing on his profile, slender fingers, and the luxurious Patek Philippe, crafting a magnificent scenic view.

In Huaxin District, at the CY Building.

Tang Song drove into the underground parking lot and glanced at the time.

9:40.

The appointment was for 10 o’clock; he was quite early.

He dialed the number of his contact, Zhang Chengyuan.

Tang Song casually said, “Hello, President Zhang, I have arrived at the company’s building.”

“Alright, I’ll be waiting for you at the lobby.”

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song picked up his briefcase and walked toward the CY Building.

As a well-known Grade A office building in Huaxin District, CY Building’s standards were very high,