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Chapter 522: Chapter 282 Wen Ruan, Call Brother! Chapter 522: Chapter 282 Wen Ruan, Call Brother! The private room fell into an eerie silence.

She felt the gazes cast upon her.

Wen Ruan’s left hand, which had been resting on Tang Song’s thigh, unconsciously gripped tighter, her breathing becoming more rapid.

She turned her head to look at Tang Song’s handsome profile, her pupils trembling.

Back when Sun Simin and Zhou Bo first met, she was still at Xingyun International Group.

So she naturally knew about Knowledgeable Management Consulting Co., Ltd.

This was not some unknown consulting company, but a true leader in the domestic human resources consulting field.

A vice-directorial unit of the Huaxia Enterprise Federation Management Consulting Committee, it had won the “Huaxia Human Resources Management Grand Prize” Gold Award…

Backed by several powerful shareholders, it had built a vast network of talent and connections.

Among its clients were state-owned enterprises, multinational corporations, Fortune 500 companies, and emerging internet giants like Meigou Technology.

Especially over the past two years, with the company’s development, they had started to engage in consultation services for strategic planning, organizational control, and market marketing in addition to human resources consulting.

All this was what her best friend, Sun Simin, had mentioned in group chats.

After all, it was her husband’s company, which she often praised.

Even a couple of days ago, Sun Simin had suggested that if Wen Ruan couldn’t get a position in Yan City, Zhou Bo could refer her résumé to the company’s talent pool to help match her with a good job in Yan City.

But she had never imagined that the 25-year-old younger man she met on a blind date in Yan City would turn out to be a shareholder of the company.

The impact of this realization was even more shocking than his luxury apartment.

From a handsome rich second generation driving a BMW 330 at first, to a young entrepreneur driving a Mercedes-Benz S-Class and moonlighting as a CTO, and now to the shareholder of Knowledgeable.

Tang Song once again reshaped her understanding.

Of course, she wasn’t the only one.

Just looking at the expressions of Zheng Jinpeng, Li Meng, Wang Jiao, and others was telling.

Apprehension, disbelief, unease…

All of them, even Li Qingqing who held company shares, were still in the realm of salary-earners.

That 5% ownership could be diluted or neutralized at any time if the major shareholders wished.

As a Knowledgeable shareholder, the boss Tang Song represented capital and an extensive network of connections.

This was the true distinction between social classes.

An insurmountable gulf.

Tang Song’s gaze swept over everyone, a warm smile appearing on his face, “It turns out Brother Bo works at Knowledgeable as well. I remember Ruannuan mentioning that you worked in a management consulting firm, but I didn’t expect it to be such a coincidence. In fact, I’ve been in Knowledgeable’s R1 meeting room these past few days, interviewing candidates.”

The main characters today were still Zhou Bo and Sun Simin. After all, the couple was about to get married, and one of them was his girlfriend’s best friend.

Tang Song did not actually treat the other as an employee.

Zhou Bo, with a parched mouth, opened his mouth, his mind in a mess, and finally managed to utter a difficult sentence, “I… I took marriage leave, just happened to be away from the office.”

Marriage was a big affair, and he as the groom needed to be involved in every aspect.

In order to take this long leave, he had worked overtime for a long time.

Annual leave plus marriage leave, a total of a week off, coincidentally missed the time Tang Song had come to the company.

“The wedding is the most important thing. Next time I visit the company, let’s have a good chat,” Tang Song gently patted Wen Ruan’s back, “Besides, Simin and Ruannuan are best friends, so we’ll have plenty of opportunities in the future, and you are welcome to visit Yan City after your wedding.”

As a boyfriend with good emotional intelligence, Tang Song naturally knew what to say at this moment.

“Yes! Yes!” Zhou Bo pursed his lips, nodding vigorously.

After working so many years in the consultancy, even if he was reserved, his mental fortitude was still strong.

It was just that the impact of “groomsman = boss” was too sudden for him, causing him to act somewhat out of character.

“Thank you, Tang Song, thank you Ruanruan!” Sun Simin stood beside him, her eyes wide with astonishment.

Her hands were unconsciously clasped tightly, trembling slightly, her chest heaving with her emotional ups and downs.

She was struggling to suppress the tide of joy welling up inside.

“No need to be so formal, Sister Simin,” Tang Song said with a smile, shaking his head, “Let’s all sit down and continue the meal.”

“Sure thing, President Tang!” Zhang Zhiyong tugged at Zhou Bo and the two quickly sat down.

Sitting upright, their expressions were a mix of nervousness and excitement.

“Come on, Tang Song, this cornbread from Dongbei Yi Guo Chu is especially sweet and delicious. Try it,” Sun Simin rotated the glass plate on the table and cheerfully said: “Ruanruan, pour your boyfriend a drink.”

“Uh…” Wen Ruan’s lips twitched, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks, “Simin, can you speak properly?”

The title “boyfriend” was truly making her… thrilled.

“Haha, are you getting shy? It’s just a joke,” Sun Simin winked at her.

As her best friend for many years, how could Sun Simin not know Wen Ruan’s thoughts? She was just feigning modesty.

Tang Song smiled and winked at Wen Ruan, passing his cup over to her.

He really did want to hear her affectionately call him that.

But with so many people around, Wen Ruan certainly wouldn’t be able to let go.

Wen Ruan glanced at him, her face adorned with a light smile, and boldly poured him a glass of juice.

Following that, she felt Tang Song’s hand land on her thigh, fidgeting restlessly.

Wen Ruan looked away and began to serve herself food, seemingly oblivious.

But her foot kept kicking him under the table now and then, reminding him not to go too far.