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Chapter 369 - 369 230 How do I tell my boyfriend about my

?Chapter 369: Chapter 230: How do I tell my boyfriend about my bizarre hobbies?_2 Chapter 369: Chapter 230: How do I tell my boyfriend about my bizarre hobbies?_2 “It’s okay; everyone has their own thoughts at work, as long as we understand each other,” Shen Yuyan regained her composure, showing no signs of disturbance.

“I understand your thoughts, and you hope to have more funds to accelerate the expansion of Youjie Housekeeping,” Hou Shaoyuan’s face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile, “I just reconnected with my family, and hearing about investments from smart home companies, my dad has changed his attitude towards our company and agreed to give me 2 million to co-invest in this funding round.”

Shen Yuyan was stunned, her feelings mixed and helpless.

The company’s increase in capital and shares meant that the original shareholders had preferential rights; she couldn’t stop it.

Hou Shaoyuan’s 2 million, plus the 5 million from Win-win Technology.

The post-investment valuation of Youjie Housekeeping had already reached the threshold of 20 million.

This was already many times better than the result she had initially wanted.

It seemed she no longer had a reason to strongly pull Tang Song into the scene.

…

20th floor of Linjin Building, Jinxiu Commerce.

The mid to senior managers of the Technical Support Division gathered in the large conference room.

Li Zhenning, the newly appointed manager of the division, stood in front of the large screen, occasionally writing and speaking eloquently.

“President Tang, our new inventory management system version 1.0 has passed the test. The main additions in the next version update are inventory tracking and early warning features, real-time recording of the quantity, location, and batch of stock items…”

With the support of Smile Capital, Jinxiu Commerce had not only established its footing in the e-commerce sector but also began to explore foreign trade and cross-border e-commerce businesses.

Accordingly, the requirements for the online office system had become increasingly complex.

Tang Song was here this time to attend a meeting to hear the report on the system reconstruction.

Li Zhenning, recommended by DJRH, was very skilled, both technically and managerially, far surpassing Chen Yunteng.

This made Tang Song, who preferred to delegate responsibilities, very relaxed.

At 18:30, the meeting ended.

“Goodbye President Tang!” “Bye~ President Tang!”

Walking out of the conference room door.

Tang Song took out his phone and couldn’t help but smile.

[Jing: “Song, I’ve ordered two dinners, in the office of the Compensation and Benefits Department on the 19th floor, come straight after your meeting.”]
Having a girlfriend also has its benefits.

After replying to the message, he walked down to the 19th floor, casually observing the surroundings.

This area was more modern and stylish compared to the old office area upstairs, with updated equipment as well.

Soon, he spotted a familiar figure, Du Shaokai.

Still with the same playful grin, chatting up a female colleague nearby.

There wasn’t much fluctuation on Tang Song’s face, just an indifferent glance as he pushed open the glass door of the Compensation and Benefits Department and walked in.

Du Shaokai’s smile froze as he felt completely ignored, and thinking about his current date with Tian Jing made him grit his teeth in hatred.

The goddess of beauty and wealth he had long pursued had been taken by someone he once looked down upon as a fool.

It was more painful than being killed.

That was Tian Chengye’s daughter!

…

“President Tang!” “President Tang!”

Seeing Tang Song enter, the two female colleagues who were working overtime quickly stood up to greet him.

Soon after, Jing, sitting in the most remote manager’s position, walked over quickly, her eyes sparkling as she sweetly said, “Good evening, President Tang.”

Since it was still the office, she needed to maintain some decorum as a supervisor.

But today, Tang Song looked really handsome in a white shirt and jeans.

His clear facial contours, deep eyes, and straight nose.

He looked refreshingly like a “Tokyo Handsome Man” from a light novel.

“Good evening, Jing, you look beautiful as always,” Tang Song said with a warm smile, taking in the sight of his attractive friend.

Wearing a cropped T-shirt and tight grey pants, her hair tied in a low ponytail, she looked both sweet and sexy.

Her slender, supple waist and pert buttocks, combined with her full C-cup, looked very tempting.

Tang Song immediately felt his appetite open up, having been busy all day, he was truly hungry.

Jing bit her lip, her eyes curving as she said, “It so happens I ordered two dinners, President Tang, come and join me. Let’s discuss the welfare issues of the Technical Support Division while we eat.”

After saying this, she cheekily winked at him and covertly signaled at the two colleagues nearby.

“Thank you,” he replied.

After a brief exchange of glances, they walked over to the workspace.

Jing happily lifted the lid of the food container, gesturing with her hand, “President Tang, see if you like it. I ordered according to my own preference, but you can give feedback, and I’ll take note next time.”

A healthy meal high in protein and low in fat, fresh fruit slices, juice, and dessert.

In fact, during the period before his resignation, Tang Song’s lunches were almost always like this.

It was clear Jing had done her homework, having inquired about his dietary habits from colleagues in the technical department.

“I really like it, thank you, Jing,” Tang Song said, patting her exposed back, feeling somewhat moved.

After sitting down at the L-shaped workspace.

They started eating heartily.

Eating the delicious dinner and breathing in the scent of Jing’s high-quality perfume, Tang Song took the opportunity when no one was looking to give her lips a quick kiss.

Jing’s fair cheeks instantly turned rosy, and she kissed him back.

Watching the oblivious colleagues nearby made their hearts beat faster.

Suddenly putting down her chopsticks, Jing signaled with her eyes, then typed on the computer: “Song, I’ve been sitting all day and my thighs feel a bit sore. Since your left hand is idle, could you help me massage them?”