Chapter 22 Hello, your takeout has arrived. ...
After returning from the banquet, Tang Ran often ran into Song Zhixu at Shengming Mansion.
Sometimes it's on the balcony, sometimes it's in the elevator.
After what happened in the dressing room, the two became much more familiar with each other when they met again.
Of course, a large part of the reason for this was that Tang Ran did it intentionally.
Besides wanting to get closer to Song Zhixu, Tang Ran also encountered a problem.
She wanted to understand the Tang family's financial situation, but she knew nothing about finance, and looking at those numbers was like reading a book written in a foreign language.
They recognized Tang Ran, but Tang Ran did not recognize them.
She bought an online finance course, which was boring and tedious. Tang Ran felt drowsy listening to it, but she had to force herself to listen.
bite.
The elevator came up from the basement level, and Tang Ran walked in without looking up, holding her phone.
Tang Ran only looked up when she heard the butler greet her with "Miss Song".
Song Zhixu nodded to the housekeeper and greeted Tang Ran naturally, "Just got off work?"
"Hmm." Tang Ran relaxed her furrowed brows. "So early today?"
She had noticed the time Song Zhixu returned; it was usually around eight or nine o'clock or even later.
Upon hearing her words, Song Zhixu paused for a moment.
She often ran into Tang Ran these past few days, but it was usually in the morning.
"It's rare that I don't have any social engagements." Song Zhixu smiled faintly, his gaze lingering on her phone for a moment. "Attending a finance class?"
“Ugh.” Tang Ran’s eyebrows drooped when the course was mentioned. “This stuff is too hard to learn.”
Song Zhixu glanced at the course title: "From Beginner to Expert in Finance for Zero to Master".
"This course is not suitable for you."
The course is too systematic and is more suitable for people who want to work in finance-related positions in the future, rather than for business heirs like Tang Ran.
"Huh?" Tang Ran was dumbfounded.
She's been studying it for several days, could she have learned it all wrong?
"Do you want to understand the company's financial statements?" Song Zhixu asked her.
"Hmm." Tang Ran nodded, her eyes brightening. "Does your sister have any recommendations?"
elder sister.
This was the first time Tang Ran had called her that after recognizing her.
Refocusing on the misplaced point, Song Zhixu pondered for a moment, "The Song family has specialized financial training courses for management."
"Can I watch it?" Tang Ran asked hesitantly.
The company's internal training materials are generally not distributed to outsiders.
The elevator arrived at the nineteenth floor.
Song Zhixu stepped out, glanced in the direction of his home, and said, "If you want to see it, there's a video on my computer at home. You can go there and watch it."
After she finished speaking, she offered another suggestion: "I also know a teacher who specializes in one-on-one tutoring, and I can recommend him to you."
There's more than one option; it's thoughtful and considerate.
Tang Ran stepped out of the elevator, thought for a moment, and asked her, "Would it be convenient to watch the training video first?"
She had been trying to find an opportunity to ask Song Zhixu about growing flowers, but that sunflower was just too easy to grow, leaving her with absolutely no reason to send a message.
If I could go to Song Zhixu's place to take finance classes, wouldn't that be a better way to get closer to him than raising flowers?
After speaking, Tang Ran lowered her head and touched her ear, "Wouldn't that be too much trouble for you, sister?"
"No trouble at all," Song Zhixu said gently. "I'm free tonight anyway."
"Sister, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? Want to join us?" Tang Ran invited with a smile, her eyes curving into beautiful crescent moons.
Including the help she received at the banquet, Song Zhixu had already helped her twice, so it was only right and proper for her to reciprocate in kind.
Moreover, only through give and take can we maintain regular contact.
“Okay.” Song Zhixu nodded with a slight smile.
Tang Ran asked Song Zhixu if he had any dietary restrictions or preferences, and after returning home, she asked Xinghelou to send over a few more dishes.
Xinghe Tower is not far from Shengtang Mansion. When Tang Ran came out after taking a shower, dinner had already been delivered.
Tang Ran put on some light makeup, looked beautiful, and went out with her dinner.
Assistant Jiang had just dropped his boss off at home and hadn't even left Shengming Mansion when he received another call from his boss.
Cancel dinner delivery, immediately send a management finance training courseware to the boss's email, and print out a copy of the relevant learning materials and send it to her.
As a special assistant, Jiang Lin always understood his boss's intentions immediately, but this time he was completely baffled.
Why would the boss suddenly ask for financial training materials for management for no apparent reason?
Could it be that the training for a manager who was promoted was inadequate for Mr. Song?
To Jiang's surprise, after delivering the documents, she ran into Manager Song's girlfriend, Miss Tang, in the hallway.
When Jiang's assistant saw Tang Ran knocking on the boss's door with takeout, he was shocked as if a tsunami had struck.
She quickly connected what she saw with what had been happening recently.
I see!
No wonder President Song changed his plans to go to Guangzhou and left the acquisition of Daning to Manager Song to deal with. It turns out the problem was with Miss Tang.
In an instant, Assistant Jiang remembered the melodramatic, high-society family drama that her mother had been watching lately.
Assistant Jiang was shocked!
She seems to have discovered some incredible secret!
He dragged his chin as he entered the elevator, and in the ten seconds it took to go downstairs, Assistant Jiang quickly processed the matter.
The most basic quality a qualified special assistant needs to possess is the ability to pretend not to know what they know.
Upon arriving at the door of 1901, Tang Ran took out a small mirror and looked at herself before pressing the doorbell.
The phone rang twice, and the external surveillance camera lit up with a red light.
"Hello, your takeout has arrived."
Tang Ran imitated the way the delivery guy spoke, playfully raising the bag in her hand.
A soft laugh came from inside the door, and the electronic lock opened automatically.
Song Zhixu opened the door, smiled, and took the bag from Tang Ran's hand, saying, "Thank you for delivering the food."
She changed into off-white casual loungewear, her long, ink-black hair cascading down, the ends damp.
Like Tang Ran, she had also taken a bath.
Song Zhixu's appearance was already gentle, and the warm yellow light in the room made her look even more amiable.
Compared to Song Wuqi's aunt, Song Zhixu felt more like a friendly older sister she had known for many years.
The initial trepidation of her first visit was soothed by this realization, and Tang Ran's tense back relaxed, her hunched shoulders naturally slumping.
Song Zhixu's home decor, like herself, is elegant and simple yet sophisticated, extremely warm and comfortable.
There was also an astronomical telescope in the corner of the living room, which was covered with a lot of complicated equipment and looked very professional.
"Wait a moment."
Song Zhixu led Tang Ran into the restaurant, pulled out a chair for her to sit down, and then took the lunchbox to the kitchen.
"I'm going with my sister." Tang Ran followed her into the kitchen.
Besides studying, she also cultivated goodwill, so she couldn't pass up the opportunity to help with chores.
Song Zhixu rarely cooks, and the family's plates haven't been used for a while.
After taking the plate from the cupboard, I washed it with clean water first.
Song Zhixu washed the clothes, and Tang Ran, with great perceptiveness, helped dry them.
The two worked together fairly well.
Just as the dishes were washed, Song Zhixu's phone rang.
She wiped her hands with a piece of kitchen paper, took out her phone, glanced at it, and then swiped it open.
"Old Song, come out for a drink, I'll be waiting for you at 'Crane'."
Murong Yi's voice was particularly penetrating, and Tang Ran, who was standing nearby, heard it.
Judging from the familiar tone in which she addressed Song Zhixu, Tang Ran guessed that the two must have a good relationship.
You can tell from his voice that Song Zhixu's friend must have a passionate personality.
Tang Ran was a little surprised. She thought that Song Zhixu's friends would all be people with similar personalities to her, like Xia Xin'er's sister, who was also a very introverted and calm person.
For some reason, Tang Ran suddenly wanted to know what Song Zhixu was like in front of his close friends.
She turned her head and secretly glanced at Song Zhixu.
Song Zhixu turned off the tap and said in a mild tone, "I'm not going, something's come up."
"Still at the company?"
"without."
"What else can you do if you don't work overtime? You don't even have a girlfriend to keep you company."
Murong Yi complained, "Come here quickly, Lao Xia is here today too. You were away on a business trip last week, so we couldn't even make plans to have dinner together."
Hearing her words, Tang Ran realized that the reason she hadn't seen Song Zhixu last week was because she was away on a business trip.
So this apartment must still be her main residence.
Song Zhixu turned around with the plate in her hand, and her eyes met Tang Ran's.
Caught red-handed peeking, Tang Ran trembled guiltily and almost spilled the food onto the counter.
A lot of the soup in the box spilled out and flowed down the counter. Tang Ran poured out the dishes and then busied herself getting kitchen paper.
I was a bit flustered for a moment.
Seeing that the soup was about to spill onto the edge of the counter, Tang Ran quickly grabbed a piece of paper and pressed it down.
But instead of soup, it was a pair of soft hands pressing down on it.
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