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Chapter 1609: Chapter 564: Tang Song’s Dark Sense of Humor

Quiet tennis court rest area.

The ”beep beep” sound at the end of the call had not yet faded away.

Wen Ruan held her phone, her fingers slightly trembling.

The sound of her heartbeat echoed in her ears.

Mo Xiangwan’s invitation, Ouyang Xianyue’s admiration, the seat at the Tang Jin Family Office...

This information, like a tangled mess, intertwined and collided in her mind.

Deep inside her heart, unease and anxiety mixed, yet it was accompanied by a sliver of untamable excitement.

She realized that she was standing at a crucial crossroads of choice.

Ouyang Xianyue certainly would not call her randomly; her purpose was evident—the special consulting seat.

As a business legend, her every word carried deep meaning, every action paving the way for a larger plan.

Wen Ruan was a smart person, her IQ and EQ were outstanding, and she had fought in the workplace for years.

Though she acted very open-minded, carefree, and indifferent, she was actually very clear-headed on the inside.

Tang Song and his vast and secretive Empire of Fortune were far from simple in appearance.

At the same time, it was a complex group of interests; where there are interests, there will be conflict.

Wanting to have her own position in it, just her current identity was utterly insufficient.

Xingyun International Group, no matter how big, was just an advertising marketing group valued at less than tens of billions.

Even riding the wind of Qingning Technology and catching the fast train of AI empowerment, the future development space was still limited.

And Chairman Jin’s proposed ”International Expansion Strategy,” once implemented, was bound to create irreconcilable conflicts with Su Yu and Mo Xiangwan.

Faced with Chairman Jin’s aggressiveness, she didn’t even have the courage to refuse.

These days, she had been struggling with what exactly to do.

Now, the unexpected news from the Tang Jin Family Office seemed to open a whole new door for her.

Only by knowing enough about Chairman Jin and those people can she make the right choice.

And Tang Jin was such a platform.

”Sister Wen Ruan? Are you okay?” Lingling’s crisp voice came from beside, interrupting her thoughts.

Wen Ruan snapped back, lifted her head, and waved with a smile, ”I’m fine, just a little distracted after a phone call. Come, play another round with me!”

”Hehe, okay!” Lingling instantly showed a big smile, energetically waving her racket, ”I’ll definitely go all out this time!”

”Pop!” ”Pop!” ”Pop!”

The tennis court echoed with rhythmic hitting sounds.

Sweat slightly dampened her athletic wear, and Wen Ruan’s complex emotions were instantly diluted a bit.

Looking at the youthful Lingling across, she felt a bit sentimental.

Initially, she really just wanted to have a normal and sweet romance.

Who would have thought it would come to this?

...

Approaching five o’clock in the afternoon, dusk like gauze enveloped the entire Yunhui Sports Club.

The two packed up their rackets and belongings, and left the court.

After a simple hot shower and changing back to everyday attire in the dressing room, they chatted while heading to the parking lot.

Wearing a hooded sweatshirt, Lingling chatted and laughed beside, bouncing around.

Still immersed in the exciting sparring moments they had.

The cool autumn wind brushed by, carrying the fragrance of plane tree leaves.

With a ”beep,” the car lights flickered, and a black avenger-themed Audi RS6 awoke like a beast.

Wen Ruan’s footsteps stopped in front of the car.

A big and casual smile appeared at the corner of her lips, she waved to Lingling, ”Get in, sister’s taking you out for a feast!”

Lingling paused slightly, her gaze unconsciously drawn to Wen Ruan before her.

She was wearing a sleek black field jacket, paired with a white turtleneck sweater inside, deep blue fitted jeans below, and sturdy boots.

She carried a shoulder bag on her shoulder.

Her slightly curled chestnut-black hair was casually tied up, strands of loose hair hanging beside her ears, the blush from exercise hadn’t faded.

The whole person seemed both relaxed and full of vigor.

Casual but not careless, rugged with a unique feminine grace.

Coupled with the Audi RS6 emitting a battle-ready aura in the background.

This scene perfectly captured the long-imagined inspiring keywords in her mind:

”Urban Adventure,” ”Female Power,” ”Minimalist Freedom,” ”Field Jacket.”

Like a destined symbol, hit in an instant.

”Sister Wen Ruan! Wait a minute!” Lingling suddenly called out to her, her voice trembling with excitement.

She said, as she fumbled to take out her phone, ”Click—” and quickly snapped a picture.

Seeing her action, Wen Ruan teased, ”I say Lingling, you wouldn’t happen to have thoughts about me, would you?”

”No! No!” Lingling shook her head like a rattle drum, ”I think Sister Wen Ruan’s current image perfectly fits the clothing I’m designing, it’s entirely what I want to express! Truly... too cool!”

She had been designing HEYI STUDIO’s first main clothing line—the urban field jacket series.

The design had been revised and revised, always feeling something was missing.

And just now that moment, she grasped the most crucial inspiration, compensating for everything.

”My three versions, always felt something was missing.” Lingling gestured while talking, eyes shining as if they might emit light, ”It’s not a style issue, it’s the essence, the feeling! Today finally matched!”

As she spoke, she excitedly lunged forward, arms wrapped tightly, gave Wen Ruan a strong hug, kissed her cheek.

”Thank you, Sister Wen Ruan! Love you! Mua~”

Feeling her intense emotion, Wen Ruan chuckled and rubbed her head, ”You must work hard, give me a finished piece by then.”

”I guarantee I’ll make a whole set for you! All colors paired up.”