Chapter 47: President Tang, Please Continue Your Showboating!

"Knock, knock, knock—"

"Come in!"

The private dining room door was slowly pushed open.

Gao Mengting walked in gracefully. "Mr. Tang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Please, have a seat, Miss Gao," Tang Song said, standing up. "I just arrived myself; the dishes haven't all been served yet."

"Thank you." Gao Mengting sat down with a smile.

Li Yongming scanned the surroundings of the private room and remarked with a click of his tongue, "It's just lunch, you're certainly being generous."

The minimum spend for a private room at Juhui De was 1,200 yuan. It was obvious that Tang Song was aiming to woo Gao Mengting.

Unfortunately, this guy didn't realize that his goddess wasn't the flashy type, nor did she enjoy such extravagant wastefulness.

During their university years, many wealthy heirs who pursued her had been eliminated in exactly this manner.

Tang Song ignored the attention-seeker and handed over the ordering iPad. "I've selected a few signature dishes. Take a look and see if there's anything else you'd like."

Gao Mengting took it, scanned it briefly, and smiled. "This is already plenty. We won't be able to finish all of this."

"How did the talk about the rent go?"

"It went quite smoothly. At least I can push it back a few months. Once I clear the stock in my warehouse, I can make up the difference." Gao Mengting placed her bag on the adjacent chair and leaned back, her eyes drifting toward the dazzling chandelier on the ceiling.

"That's good then. The hardest part is over."

From the first day he met her, Tang Song had sensed that she was in a constant state of tension and exhaustion.

Seeing her finally relax, Tang Song felt happy for her.

Watching the two of them chatting and laughing, Li Yongming's eyebrows twitched.

He couldn't help but interject, "The property management leadership just happens to be hosting a major client today. With such a big shot present, Mengting's matter can only be resolved smoothly."

When he mentioned the "big shot," he deliberately raised his voice. "The Yunli Hotel, you hear..."

"Yongming!"

Li Yongming wanted to continue, but he was interrupted by Gao Mengting's stern voice.

Seeing the look in his goddess's eyes, Li Yongming gave an awkward laugh and forced an explanation: "I just wanted to broaden Tang Song's horizons."

Gao Mengting pursed her full lips, feeling truly disappointed in her old classmate.

It had been this way in university, and even though they had graduated three years ago, his psychological resilience and personal capabilities still hadn't improved much.

The main issue was that he wouldn't listen to advice.

Just then, a waiter entered carrying a tray, serving the remaining dishes.

Tang Song gestured toward Gao Mengting. "Let's eat and talk."

"Alright. To be honest, I'm quite hungry. I haven't eaten much since last night."

"I heard the Sichuan-style beef tripe here is legendary. You should try it."

"The texture is amazing—tender and bouncy. It's delicious!"

After a bit of light conversation, the atmosphere gradually became pleasant and harmonious.

Gao Mengting stood up, picked up the teapot, and took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Tang Song.

Sitting to the side, Li Yongming froze, his expression turning sour.

After a moment of contemplation, Gao Mengting said, "Mr. Tang, why do you suddenly want to start a business in clothing e-commerce? You can tell me your ideas. Even if we can't collaborate, I can offer some suggestions."

She wasn't ungrateful, and she had a certain eye for people.

Tang Song had been decisive and efficient with the car payment, and today he had come to support her business, driving them to Juhui De, booking a private room, and ordering so many signature dishes.

To go this far showed that, at the very least, he had sincerity, patience, and confidence.

Now that the weight had been lifted from her heart, she didn't mind listening to him discuss his entrepreneurial plans. Whether it worked out or not was another matter, but his attitude was right.

Tang Song weighed his words carefully. "My current company is involved in clothing channel trade, which is the main reason I chose this industry."

"Oh? Would it be convenient to mention which company it is?"

"Jinxiu Trading."

Gao Mengting said in surprise, "That's the big brother of the clothing trade in Yancheng. I've dealt with your company's agents before."

Tang Song nodded slightly and introduced his advantages regarding suppliers and inventory data.

As Gao Mengting listened quietly, her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

She couldn't help but remark, "My initial sources were all found on platforms like 1688, Aimaimai, and Duoduo. I had to contact them one by one and test items one by one to finally get the channels running. Because I couldn't get competitive prices for authentic goods, I mainly focused on clearance stock from container unloading."

After discussing the supply chain, Gao Mengting had adjusted her mindset.

It was clear that Tang Song had indeed put in the work; he wasn't just joking.

Next, the two discussed platform selection, payment cycles, after-sales service, and initial account-building strategies.

When Tang Song mentioned "one million" and the "Yunxi Mansion office" again, and issued an invitation to collaborate...

Before Gao Mengting could even speak...

Li Yongming could no longer sit still. He let out a few light chuckles and asked with great interest, "If I may ask, which floor is your Yunxi Mansion office on? And what's the unit number?"

"The 30th floor. The two office areas, 3001 and 3002, total 200 square meters."

Li Yongming slapped the table in excitement, grinning from ear to ear. "Brother, can you check the facts before you start bragging?

When you said you prepared one million in capital, I could let it slide with a laugh.

But the 30th floor of Yunxi Mansion is an office area reserved by the real estate company; it is never rented out to the public!

Don't try to argue. I am a real estate agent for Aijia Real Estate, and I currently handle the external leasing business for Yunxi Mansion. I know that place very well."

"I never said I was renting it." Tang Song frowned and said to Gao Mengting, "The office is my own property. There is no pressure from rent."

"This..." Gao Mengting was stunned, momentarily unable to react.

Li Yongming gave a thumbs up. "Good heavens, this is getting more and more exaggerated!

You might as well just say the entire Yunxi Mansion belongs to you, or even more exaggerated, say you're the CEO of Yunxi Real Estate.

In that case, I should respectfully call you President Tang! Hehe, please continue, President Tang!"

The private room fell silent instantly, a faint sense of awkwardness lingering in the air.

Gao Mengting opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

She naturally knew about Yunxi Mansion; it was a project developed by Yunxi Real Estate, just like the Baoyun Center, and they shared the same property management team.

It was extremely rare for property ownership there to be sold to the public.

Just then, a "knock, knock, knock" sounded at the door.

A somewhat familiar voice came from the doorway: "President Tang, is now a convenient time for you?"

(End of Chapter)