The splendidly decorated villa living room, the air seemed to have come to a standstill.
Only Tang Song and Xie Yue’s voices could be heard, neither too loud nor too soft.
Tang Song attended the birthday party as a friend of Qian Lele.
Plus, Ding Yao and the others were all still university students and hadn’t stepped into society.
So they had never inquired about what Tang Song did for work.
Just from his Bentley Continental and his outfit and demeanor, it was clear he wasn’t an ordinary person.
But no one expected him to be so extraordinary.
Zhang Haoyu looked at the sister standing next to Tang Song, his face alternating between pale and flushed.
"Gulp—" Su Minghao quietly swallowed a bit of saliva, his body suddenly shivering.
Realizing he almost offended an incredible figure.
Fortunately, he hadn’t said anything too excessive.
Figures like these probably wouldn’t nitpick with youngsters like them, right?
Even Xie Yue had to treat him with respect; their family’s small construction materials company was nothing in comparison.
The few girls around Ding Yao gradually came back to their senses, their eyes bursting with intense radiance.
They stared fixedly at the calm and confident Tang Song, their heartbeats racing once more.
Feeling as though he was enveloped by an aura of "power" and "mystery," becoming even more charming than before.
In that moment, they felt incredibly fortunate to have added him on WeChat.
"Mr. Tang, if you’re not busy, would you be available to have a private chat in the tea room upstairs?" Xie Yue said, his gaze sincere and earnest, "Meeting you here, I believe, is a form of destiny. Whether or not we end up cooperating, I’d very much like to be friends with you."
Slover Trust, as a not-so-prominent foreign financial institution, had always been very low-key in Yan City.
It hadn’t even invested in any local enterprises.
Xie Yue only learned some details because he was investigating the funding process of Mortals.
He also learned from friends in other financial companies that this company had a deep cooperation with Kate Trust.
Many employees, including Zhang Lili, were seconded to the Yan City branch by Kate Trust.
For Tang Song to be able to mobilize this company to conduct background checks for him and still throw in 24 million to enter the short drama market, it was enough to prove his strength.
For Handing Group, now caught in a financial crisis, he’s a perfect cooperation partner.
Tang Song chuckled lightly: "Sure, it truly is a form of destiny."
Then he turned to pat Qian Lele’s shoulder, speaking warmly: "Lele, Xie Yue and I will go upstairs for a chat, we should be back soon, you wait for me downstairs."
"Okay, Brother Song." Qian Lele clasped her hands tightly at her front, looking a bit flustered.
Squeaking footsteps sounded.
Tang Song and Xie Yue walked one behind the other towards the stairs.
As their shadows disappeared around the corner, the living room erupted with suppressed conversation.
The scenes just now deeply shocked their nerves.
No one expected Tang Song to have such significant backing.
Ding Yao rushed forward and excitedly asked: "Sister Lili, what on earth is going on? How do you know Tang Song?"
Zhang Lili contemplated briefly and explained simply: "Chairman Tang is an important client of our company, but I can’t disclose more. You absolutely shouldn’t neglect him."
After joining, they’d all signed confidentiality agreements, so they naturally wouldn’t casually divulge information.
As an offshore trust company, their main duties were asset isolation and financial management.
The entire Slover Trust was at Tang Song’s service, so calling him a "client" wasn’t wrong.
But this "client" was also a member of the trust committee.
Hearing his sister’s words, Zhang Haoyu’s eye twitched, feeling a mix of awe and apprehension.
He knew a bit about his sister’s work; someone she called an important client was definitely someone significant.
Goodness, he’s a real dragon!
"Tang Song is really nice; we definitely won’t neglect him, and Meiqi and I both added him on WeChat!" Ding Yao said, her face beaming with excitement.
Then she turned around and firmly grabbed Qian Lele’s arm, "Lele! You’ve really achieved something; if you ever make it big, don’t forget about me, your good friend!"
Then, others gathered around her, chatting enthusiastically.
Left and right they inquired about Tang Song’s situation.
Qian Lele slightly parted her lips, passively responding a few times.
Inside, she was more confused and shocked than anyone.
She also realized that she didn’t truly know Tang Song.
This Brother Song who, in her eyes, was eager to learn, focused, and brilliant, was far more outstanding than she imagined.
His real views on life, his values, might also differ from what she imagined.
The distance between them, very far, very far.
Him coming to the apartment was just to hone himself; he’d return to his own life eventually.
After leaving the apartment, it would probably be really hard to discuss frontend, fruit tea, or baking with him again.
With this thought, she cast her eyes downward, staring lost at the new clothes on her body.
In the tranquil tea room.
Xie Yue proactively poured a cup of hot tea for Tang Song, placing it gently in front of him.
Tang Song thanked him, looking calmly ahead: "President Xie, let’s not beat around the bush."
"Alright, we’re all young people here, no need for pretense!" Xie Yue sat up straight, his expression candid: "Like Mr. Tang, I am also extremely optimistic about the future of the short drama market.
The Yannan Short Drama Base is a project I spearheaded after being promoted to vice president. It’s divided into three phases, with a total area exceeding 30,000 square meters.
The first phase of an 8,000-square-meter filming site is nearing completion, with nearly a hundred meticulously designed micro-drama settings inside.