Inside the brightly lit bar, a female anchor on the LCD TV screen was delivering financial news in a captivating voice: "Today, the social platform 'Linkverse' announced the appointment of Fang Qingying as its new global CEO..."
The scene switched, and Fang Qingying was shaking hands at the signing ceremony. She was wearing a high-end custom-made suit with a waist-hugging design that outlined a perfect hourglass figure. Her black hair was tied into a low ponytail, revealing her graceful swan neck. Her skin was as clear as snow, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, and her pure black pupils were crystal clear, but with an unapproachable sense of alienation. She was beautiful and had a natural sense of coldness.
"Oh my God, it's Fang Qingying!" The girl at the bar obviously knew Fang Qingying and couldn't help but exclaim.
Her male companion immediately responded, "It's her, the girl who started her legendary journey as an intern at Goldman Sachs."
"I noticed her when she was managing Snapchat's IPO." The man took out his phone and swiped through an old photo: "Look, she had this aura when she rang the bell at Nasdaq."
In the photo, Fang Qingying is wearing a simple white shirt and black pencil skirt, standing out among a group of middle-aged male executives. She crosses her legs elegantly, and her long legs wrapped in translucent black stockings glow delicately under the camera. Her toes are lightly hooked on nude high heels, and the arch of her foot bends into an attractive arc, making her look sexy and beautiful. Fang Qingying has a pair of beautiful legs like a work of art.
"At the time, her annual salary and equity dividends were already 30 million, but the following year she jumped to Sequoia." The man seemed very impressed: "The three AI projects she followed were all acquired by Google at high prices, and her annual salary and dividends increased to 100 million."
The scene switched to Fang Qingying's office. She was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her slender figure reflected in the glass. Her legs were so beautiful that graceful lines could still be seen under her professional suit. She didn't pose deliberately, but just stood there casually, exuding a suffocating aura.
"I heard that her undergraduate degree was not very good, but she received her master's and doctoral degrees from London Business School and Harvard Business School respectively. These are both top business schools!" the girl said in shock.
"Yes." The man nodded. "Her international perspective was developed during this period. She also worked part-time while studying. While studying, she also led the mergers and acquisitions of several projects."
"The merger and acquisition she led last year set a record for the highest premium in the Internet industry." The male companion continued, his eyes never leaving the screen.
"It was also thanks to this merger that she became connected with DST, the company behind Linkverse. At the strong invitation of the DST founder, she became the CEO of Linkverse, earning an annual salary of $1 billion."
"One billion yuan annual salary..." the girl muttered to herself, "What kind of concept is that?"
"There's nothing special about it. This is just the beginning for her," the man said longingly. "People in the industry say Linkverse is just a stepping stone for her. Her next stop will be Shenwei. Once she's at Shenwei, it won't be something that can be measured by money."
Shenwei Company has released a formula for a cell-activating drug that can increase human lifespan by 10 years, raising the average human lifespan to 90 years.
It is obvious that the fact that Shenwei Company can publicly disclose the formula of the potion that increases lifespan by 10 years means that Shenwei Company has a higher level of longevity potion, which may be able to increase lifespan by 30 years and allow people to live to 120 years old.
What does 120 years old mean?
Assuming that humans enter old age at the age of 60, it is equivalent to giving humans a second life. Joining Shenwei Company and becoming a senior executive of Shenwei Company is a value that cannot be measured by money.
She can be said to be the top elite in the human world.
This is Fang Qingying's daily life. She is smart, beautiful, and excellent. Everything an elite woman should be like can be seen in her - including one thing: big breasts and no brains. Excellent people even have A-grade breasts.
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When the morning light was dim, Gong Sirou had already woken up.
She gently pulled open the velvet curtains, letting the 6:30 morning light pour in. Her plain white silk nightgown had a wonderful drape, and as she walked towards the dressing table, it swayed gently on the teak floor.
Several elegant ceramic bottles and jars were neatly arranged on the dressing table. She first washed her face with warm water, and then gently applied rose water.
She only used a thin layer of primer and lip balm when putting on makeup - her skin was already very good, white with a rosy glow, like the finest mutton-fat jade.
In the cloakroom, light-colored clothes are hung according to season and occasion.
She chose a beige linen dress, paired it with pearl earrings, and turned around in front of the floor-length mirror, her skirt rippling softly.
At nine o'clock, the private baker arrived on time, but Gong Sirou had already tied on a linen apron and was kneading the dough.
"I want to try making croissants today," she explained with a smile, her fingers deftly wrapping the butter into the dough.
While the dough was rising in the incubator, she began to cook the jam. Strawberries freshly picked from the yard slowly melted in the copper pot, emitting a sweet aroma.
In the afternoon it is dance class time.
In the dance studio, she was wearing a light grey training suit and practicing waltz following the rhythm of the pianist. Her skirt bloomed like a flower as she spun, but was gracefully retracted in the next second. The teacher praised her control, and she just smiled, looking so quiet and gentle.
During the afternoon tea party, Gong Sirou was pouring tea for several close friends in the garden.
She held the teapot with an elegant and graceful posture, and the fragrant black tea drew a perfect arc in the air, stopping when it was exactly seven-tenths full.
"Try my newly baked Earl Grey Madeleines." She pushed the celadon dessert plate towards the middle. The small shell-shaped cakes exuded the fragrance of bergamot.
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