Chapter 1864: Chapter 628: Shen Yuyan’s Little Schemes, Serving My King_3

At the moment of seeing the other’s appearance clearly.

Du Shaokai’s body suddenly stiffened, as if he had been cast with a freezing spell. The color drained from his face at a visible speed.

Tang... Tang Song?!

Shen Yuyan turned aside, her arm gracefully pointing to the man outside the door, "Haven’t you been asking me where I went after leaving Youjie Housekeeping?"

"Here." She pointed at Tang Song, her face blossoming into a bright smile, saying in a tone of slight pride, "This is my new boss. Currently, I’m working as his Special Assistant for President Tang."

Upon hearing this, Du Shaokai’s eyes suddenly widened.

His worldview seemed to collapse.

Shen Yuyan has become Tang Song’s assistant?!

How is that possible?! How the hell is that possible?!

Tang Song nodded gently to Li Meixia in greeting, his gaze faintly sweeping across Du Shaokai’s face, which was flushed red with embarrassment.

There was not a hint of surprise or astonishment on his face.

Just moments ago, outside the door, he had already understood everything.

Given his current status and mindset, naturally, he wouldn’t truly put someone like Du Shaokai in his sight.

If not for today’s dramatic "encounter," he would probably have long forgotten about this "old colleague." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

However, this scene before him also gave him a deeper insight into this scheming school beauty beside him.

He turned his head slightly, glancing at the assistant Shen standing elegantly with a perfect professional smile and respectful posture, the corner of his mouth forming a meaningful arc.

School Beauty Shen is truly interesting and really understands how to grasp the psychology of men.

Letting his former "enemy," in a disgraceful manner, see the revered school beauty becoming his assistant.

Such dramatic identity reversal, and dimensionality reduction strikes, bring a significant impact.

From a man’s perspective, it would undoubtedly greatly satisfy vanity and possessiveness.

...

Du Shaokai stood there flushed, like a clown, watching Tang Song exchange a few words with Li Meixia with Shen Yuyan’s humble company.

Without giving him another glance, they directly turned and left.

The whole person stiffened in the conference room, hands and feet cold.

Sometime later, Li Meixia’s voice turned distant beside his ears: "Du, the interview for today is over; wait for our notification."

Du Shaokai instinctively nodded rigidly, then shuddered abruptly, realizing.

He asked in a dry voice, "President Li... Shen... how did she become... his assistant?"

Li Meixia glanced at him, sighing, "She’s now the Chairman’s Special Assistant at ’Rongliu Capital,’ already a senior executive compared to our ’Youjie Housekeeping,’ this little temple’s general manager, far surpasses."

That’s truly a heartfelt sentiment.

She sincerely admired this partner and alumna’s foresight and decisiveness.

Du Shaokai doesn’t even remember how he walked out of that office.

When he came to his senses, he was downstairs in the office building.

The autumn wind blew, yet he couldn’t feel even a trace of chill.

Not far away on the roadside, a black Rolls-Royce Phantom quietly stood there.

Shen Yuyan was slightly bent, elegantly opening the car door for Tang Song in the back.

In the sunlight, her figure was especially alluring.

For a long time, until the luxury car silently merged into the traffic and disappeared.

He seemed to regain his senses, picked up his phone, and searched for the keyword "Rongliu Capital."

Soon after, news headlines that seemed to come from another world popped up one by one.

Buzz——

His mind went blank.

...

At six in the evening, the sky had darkened.

Lanfeng International High-end Apartment, 30th floor.

Anne lazily reclined on a velvet sofa.

Golden wavy hair casually spread over her shoulders, her long, powerful legs overlapping, forming a thrilling curve.

With one hand holding an amber wine glass, the other picked up a phone, dialing a transoceanic call.

"Beep beep——"

The phone rang twice and was quickly answered.

"Anne, my beloved, what a surprise; I can hardly believe you are calling me."

From the receiver, came a magnetic, typical Upper East Side accented man’s voice, full of unreserved delight.

Anne shook the wine glass, warning, "Morris, Call me Anne. Just Anne!"

Morris Mellon on the other end paused momentarily, then switched to a conciliatory tone, "Okay, that’s my mistake. What happened, who offended you?"

Anne’s eyes narrowed slightly, "At some dull party, a man named Conrad Mellon hit on me. You should teach him a lesson, a painful one. Do you understand what I mean?"

She didn’t care about that fool.

But the fact that he dared to hit on her in front of Tang Song, especially at such a delicate moment.

Thus, she must make him deeply repent, after all, it’s quite simple for her.

Morris was silent for a moment, seriously saying, "Of course, Anne. I assure you, he’ll never appear before you again."

"That’s more like it."

Morris continued, "Anne, you’re in Huaxia, right? It should be evening there. Guess what? I just bought a new yacht, a beautiful Riva. We can video later; I can show you around. And... hmm, I want to see the sexy and beautiful Lady Anne."

"Oh, darling, no need."