Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 604 - 303 Young and Handsome Billionaire_3

Chapter 604: Chapter 303 Young and Handsome Billionaire_3

Chapter 604 -303 Young and Handsome Billionaire_3

Wen Ruan raised her head and approached her grandma, saying, “Grandma, you should go lie down on the bed for a while.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine, I’ll just sit for a bit. This old body, nothing I do is nimble anymore,” she replied.

After some flustered activity,

everyone settled down in the master bedroom’s lounge area.

They chatted sporadically about trivial matters.

Glances often strayed towards the briefcase in Wen Ruan’s arms.

The atmosphere became somewhat delicate for a moment.

Though Tang Song still wore his usual calm and gentle expression, the others found it hard to maintain their earlier composure.

Sun Jie whispered, “Sister, when are you moving? Mingfeng and I are both free, just give us a shout and we’ll come help out. Though I’m pregnant, I can still help sort out the clothes.”

Qian Mingfeng nodded vigorously, saying, “Exactly, just call on me, sister.”

Unbeknownst to them, their forms of address had changed.

Seeing her husband’s expression, Wang Feng’e quickly stood up, “I’ve been taking care of Jie recently at Shengyuan Good Place, so I’ll come over and help too!”

She then turned to Qian Guimei with a cheerful smile, “Sister-in-law, from now on we’ll not just be relatives, but neighbors too – nothing could be closer! We must visit each other often!”

“Ruannuan, if you ever get too busy with work to cook, just come over to your brother’s place for dinner!”

Her voice was especially warm, which did much to relax the atmosphere.

Wen Ruan watched her aunt with amusement, understanding in her heart as clear as a mirror.

When you’re powerful, everyone around you becomes good.

And in fact, it was understandable.

Even among relatives, interests often serve as the biggest driving force behind relationships.

One could imagine, if she managed to save the printing factory, how her father’s side of the family would likely wear down her doorstep.

Who would dare speak ill of her behind her back then?

…

At 3:30 in the afternoon,

once the grandmother had rested a bit, the group descended the stairs.

“We’ll be leaving then.”

“When Ruannuan, you’ve moved, we’ll come over for a visit,” they said.

“Grandma, take it slow on the road,” someone said.

“Don’t worry, I’m with her,” Qian Guimei said with a smile, helping her mother out of the villa’s front door.

She then subtly nudged her daughter, Lv Feifei, “Feifei, you haven’t seen Ruannuan in more than half a year, chat with her a bit longer, see if she needs any help.”

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Lv Feifei’s eyes twinkled as she smiled, “Alright, I haven’t really had enough of the villa anyway, I’d like to take a walk around the courtyard and the rooftop garden.”

She was no fool.

Moreover, working in financial consulting that serves the wealthy,

she assisted clients in making investment decisions,

analyzing various investment opportunities including stocks, bonds, funds, real estate, and private equity.

Someone like Tang Song was a rare and prime client.

And within his circle, there would undoubtedly be many connections of the same caliber.

If she could build a good relationship, the future benefits were bound to be substantial.

“Ah, Guixiang, Jianxin, no need to escort us, I’m following Mom, you can rest easy!” she said.

“Sister-in-law, brother-in-law, you stay here with President Tang, and Ruannuan,” she added.

The group moved out of the villa’s front gate while talking.

They chatted in the shade for a few moments at the entrance.

The humming of an engine accompanied by the sound of tires rolling over the road surface could be heard.

Looking up, they saw a black Rolls-Royce with an Imperial City license plate slowly approaching.

The dark car body gleamed with a mysterious luster in the sunlight as if it were carefully carved from obsidian.

The iconic Spirit of Ecstasy hood ornament stood tall on the car.

As the Rolls-Royce drew near, everyone’s gaze was involuntarily drawn towards it.

The sound of the car coming to a halt was heard.

The Rolls-Royce came to a gentle stop on the open space in front of the villa.

“Click-clack—”

The car door was gently pushed open.

Soon after, three figures emerged one after the other.

Two men and a woman, all around their forties, each carried a high-end briefcase.

Leading them was a handsome man,

dressed in a shirt, trousers, and leather shoes: simple yet professional.

He stood straight and tall like a pine tree, his chin slightly raised, eyes bright and sharp.

Each of his movements exuded confidence and ease, unintentionally revealing a gentlemanly charm.

Wen Ruan raised her eyebrows and blurted out, “Director Luo.”

Tang Song straightened up, his gaze intersecting with that of Lawyer Luo Bin.

The surrounding clamor seemed to fade to a whisper in that moment.

Strange harmonies echoed faintly in his mind as scenes related to the game flitted through his thoughts.

The character portraits from the game seemed to appear before his eyes, lights and shadows blending, figures overlapping.

This Great Lawyer from the game was absolutely loyal to him.

He had been recruited even earlier than Mo Xiangwan and had helped him handle many matters along with Secretary Jin.

The QJ Law Firm where he worked had also provided great support to his businesses.

“Long time no see, President Tang!” Luo Bin said, his stern face breaking into a joyful smile as he extended his right hand.

“Long time no see, Luo Bin,” Tang Song replied.

After shaking hands, he firmly patted Luo Bin on the shoulder.

His smile was exceptionally bright and handsome.

Seeing Tang Song’s expression, Luo Bin’s composed gaze briefly wavered, then quickly returned to normal.

For the first time, he truly realized the change in President Tang.

It was no wonder Su Yu had the confidence for an official announcement.

The two individuals following Luo Bin nodded towards Tang Song’s direction, slightly bowing as they said, “Chairman Tang.”

Tang Song gave a small nod in response.

His memory was excellent; he recognized that these two were employees from the Trust and Equity Services Department of Gathering Emotion Gold.

Observing the three new arrivals,

the relatives beside Wen Ruan exchanged glances, subtly shifting their feet to the side.