In the warm and quiet office, the two people standing by the floor-to-ceiling window fell silent, each enjoying the moment's joy and vision for the future.

After a while.

"President Tang."

"Yes?"

"Tsk tsk, how you talk has changed since the company was established. It's so imposing," Gao Mengting said, crossing her arms and turning to look at him. What are the plans next?"

"The first thing is to recruit the necessary employees as quickly as possible—finance, HR, streamers, operations, planning, and customer service."

Gao Mengting thought for a moment and said, "Our initial business is straightforward. We can hire a part-time accountant, and I can handle the streamers, operations, and HR myself. That will save a lot of expenses."

The startup phase's revenue is very low, and they might even lose quite a bit of money. Having gone through many ups and downs, she was prepared for this, but Tang Song was different; it was his first startup. She wanted to reduce costs as much as possible to prevent Tang Song from losing motivation due to financial losses.

Tang Song said seriously, "You don't need to worry about the funds. Since we've established the company, it should be formal. One person's energy is limited. I want the company to get on track as soon as possible."

Gao Mengting bit her lower lip lightly and nodded, "I understand."

"Based on our previous discussions, I’ve compiled a very detailed development strategy. I’ll send it to you later so you can check for any issues."

"Okay, President Tang."

Hearing this title again, Tang Song couldn't help but smile broadly, feeling extraordinarily happy. This was the benefit of being his own boss—being able to formulate the company's strategic planning and development direction according to his wishes. He had felt this while playing the game Heartthrob Simulator. To progress smoothly in the game, he had researched a lot of management, finance, economics, and market-related knowledge. However, that was far from enough; it was just theoretical. Now, participating in the creation, planning, and development of a company from scratch was fascinating. Moreover, having such a beautiful and capable partner made working together quite pleasing.

Thinking about this, Tang Song also thought of the secretary in the game. She had accompanied him throughout the game and the startup journey, acting more like a partner than a secretary. In reality, that role had been taken over by Gao Mengting.

Tang Song turned to meet her gaze and smiled, "Our company’s future will far exceed your expectations, and you won't regret your decision."

"I believe you."

Gao Mengting averted her eyes slightly, looking out the window with pursed lips. The first time she met him was at the Mingjun Auto Repair Shop. Her impression of him was just an ordinary guy with average charisma—someone she had seen and known many times. But now, Tang Song was completely different, not only looking more handsome and upright but also exuding an inexplicable charm. This charm was familiar to her, something she once had—confidence, an intense, outward-flowing confidence. Even if unkempt and scruffy, such a man still felt different once you made eye contact with him.

Gao Mengting had never been a face-judger; she valued a man’s inner qualities and abilities more. Now, Tang Song gave her a very charming feeling.

"Snap!" Tang Song crisply snapped fingers and smiled at Gao Mengting, "It's almost lunchtime. Let’s go, partner! I’ll treat you to a big meal!" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel✶fire.net

"Then I must make you pay dearly."

With all the burdens lifted and the company established, Gao Mengting was in a great mood. She opened her tote bag, packed the company documents, closed her laptop, and followed Tang Song out of the office.

While waiting for the elevator, they also discussed the location. Gao Mengting, having worked in the area for three years, knew all the nearby restaurants. She chose a well-reviewed upscale western restaurant to celebrate such a special day without being overly modest.

They entered the spacious, bright elevator and pressed the B2 button. Leaning against the silver walls, they talked softly about recruitment.

"Ding—" The elevator stopped smoothly on the 19th floor. The door opened slowly, and a fresh, dewy fragrance wafted in like sea breeze and post-rain air. Tang Song's nostrils flared slightly, and he instinctively looked up. He saw a familiar figure—dressed in a dark gray women’s suit, wearing black stiletto heels, with long, fair legs exposed, holding a blue ID badge. When he saw her beautiful face, Tang Song quickly recalled—it was the girl he had seen dining at Shengwei Pavilion. What impressed him was the stark contrast she had created—having friends driving a Porsche, claiming to have a Mercedes G-Class friend picking her up, but ending up taking a Corolla.

Unexpectedly, they met again at Yunxi Tower, indicating she worked here too—a surprising coincidence. Tang Song glanced out into the hallway through the open elevator door.

[Yan City Rongxin Venture Capital Co., Ltd.]

It seemed sizable, occupying an entire floor. As the girl entered the elevator, seeing few people, she stood in front of the mirror, obliviously posing for selfies. Noticing Tang Song's gaze, Gao Mengting also looked at the girl.

Large eyes, high nose, straight eyebrows, pointed chin, fair skin. She was taller than Gao Mengting, about 173 cm, and with the heels and suit skirt, she looked tall and sexy and exuded an elite urban white-collar vibe. Gao Mengting subconsciously straightened up. She had put much effort into her appearance today and had a curvaceous figure, so there wasn't much difference. However, her looks leaned more towards soft elegance, contrasting with the influencer-like appearance of the other girl.

Sensing something, the girl put away her phone, resting her left hand on her right elbow, revealing a platinum wristwatch.

"Ding—" The elevator stopped at the 1st floor. The girl smiled at Gao Mengting, raised her chin slightly, and walked out, her graceful posture attracting many male gazes. Gao Mengting's eye twitched, glancing at Tang Song, who watched the girl walk away. She felt an inexplicable sense of frustration. Looking down at her own legs in stockings, she thought, aren't they just as nice?

"Let’s go, Mengting."

"Oh." Gao Mengting replied and followed Tang Song out.

"Click—"

"Get in." Tang Song opened the car door, and Gao Mengting entered the passenger seat. As she closed the door, Tang Song turned to her with a smile, "I thought you'd be surprised. Failed to impress you, haha."

Gao Mengting glanced at him and suddenly smiled, "I was indeed surprised. With President Tang's status, I expected at least a Bentley, not just a 3 Series."

"Uh..." Tang Song's mouth twitched, unsure how to respond.

Gao Mengting blinked, adjusted her seat, fastened her seatbelt, and stretched her legs. Wrapped in black stockings, her legs crossed, showing a faintly translucent texture and smooth lines, exuding a healthy, vibrant allure. Tang Song's gaze shifted down, unable to resist a few more glances.

"Let’s go, President Tang."

Gao Mengting smiled, placing her large tote bag on her lap, blocking his view.