Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

"Ding-dong—"

"[China Merchants Bank]Your account with the last digits 6800 received 400.00 yuan on April 18 at 06:01."

The critical hit bonus of 1% did not trigger, leaving Tang Song slightly disappointed.

However, looking at the freshly deposited 400 yuan, he soon became all smiles, feeling utterly content.

From today, even without working, he would have a net income of 12,000 yuan every month, which was truly blissful.

Using the toilet, fasting cardio, stretching, skincare, fat-reduction meal, reading.

At 8:30 AM, Tang Song earnestly took a shower and changed into a comparatively formal outfit.

Gray shirt + casual jacket + trousers + leather shoes.

He seriously dressed up in front of the mirror.

He fixed his hair, grabbed his car keys, and went downstairs.

He got into his beloved Wuling Hongguang, humming a song, facing the warm Chaoyang, and slowly drove out of the Fresh Home Community.

Today, the sky was clear, with a south wind at level 1-2, a maximum temperature of 25°C, perfect for property inspection!

…

Cloud Stream Building is a steel-structured complex with a total height of about 185 meters, 40 floors above ground and 3 below, belonging to a well-known skyscraper in the province.

As Tang Song drove onto Great East Street, from afar, he could see the towering building glistening in the sunlight.

He drove into the above-ground paid parking lot, chose a shaded spot, and carefully reversed into the slot.

Tang Song picked up his briefcase, locked the car, and turned towards the main entrance of the building.

This point in time was precisely the start of the work day.

An endless stream of well-dressed, stylish men and women walked this way.

Due to the fully warmed weather, many women were lightly dressed, their smooth, slender legs paired with various-colored stockings and skirts looked particularly striking.

Tang Song adjusted his jacket and strode through the bright glass doors.

The lobby inside was over 10 meters high, various grand ornaments and fashionable decorations complemented each other, looking majestic and stylish.

Upon reaching the reception desk, Tang Song politely asked, "Hello, excuse me, which floor is the property service department on?"

The woman at the reception, dressed in a black uniform, smiled and said, "Hello, sir, the property office area is on the fourth floor. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Tang Song thoughtfully responded, "I've purchased an office space here, and have entrusted your company with the paperwork. I'm here for the inspection."

Hearing this, the receptionist paused slightly, then politely said, "Sir, can you please provide your name? I'll contact the leadership for confirmation."

They were all employees of the property company, and they were very familiar with the building's situation.

Cloud Stream Building had been completed more than six years ago, and not many floors were sold to the public, mostly to well-known companies, with very few individual buyers.

"Tang Song."

"Okay, please hold on!"

The receptionist picked up the landline, briefly reported the situation.

Then she excitedly said, "Okay, Manager Ma! I understand!"

After hanging up, her face immediately lit up with a lively expression, she enthusiastically said, "Mr. Tang, please wait a moment, our manager will come down to meet you shortly! There are seats here, you can come in and rest if you're tired."

"No need, thank you," Tang Song quickly gestured with his hands.

"Then if you need anything, just let me know."

"Okay, thank you," Tang Song said, then pretended to casually look around, really feeling a bit embarrassed by the other party's sudden enthusiasm.

Outside the transparent glass curtain wall, a black Buick commercial vehicle stopped in the drop-off area.

Immediately following, a familiar figure descended from above.

Tang Song was slightly startled — Wang Yunping?

It was indeed the senior manager from Cloud Mirror Consulting whom he had encountered by chance at the Banquet Building last time.

With his hair neatly parted, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a briefcase, he exuded a calm demeanor and looked every bit the successful professional.

As he entered the lobby, he seemed to notice Tang Song standing by the reception. Wang Yunping paused in his steps.

His gaze swept over him and he said indifferently, "Mr. Tang, was it President Xie who invited you here? I don't recall seeing your name on the guest list for today's meeting."

There had been some unpleasantness that day, and Xie Shuyu had personally explained it to him afterward, so he was aware of the situation.

A typical tech geek, merely working part-time for Glimmer Coffee.

Tang Song hesitated and asked, "Sister Shuyu? Is she here for a meeting?"

"Haha, I'm sorry, but that's confidential business information," Wang Yunping replied with a light chuckle, shaking his head.

Although he didn't say anything too offensive, the mockery in his eyes was unmistakable.

Tang Song met his gaze and smiled, "Manager Wang truly lives up to his role in the consulting business, always talking in terms of business secrets."

Wang Yunping raised his eyebrows, glanced at his watch, and said, "My time is quite valuable, so I won't waste anymore here. Goodbye."

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a group of 7 or 8 people approaching from the direction of the elevators.

The one leading was a stern-looking middle-aged man, dressed in the property management's uniform, hastily walking toward them.

Wang Yunping took a deep breath and put on an appropriate and friendly smile, taking the initiative to greet, "Manager Ma, long time no see."

He was acquainted with the property manager of the Cloud Stream Building; after all, many businesses here were their important clients, and he had to visit them from time to time.

Manager Ma smiled back at him but did not stop; he directly led his group past him.

The group came up to the reception, and Manager Ma took a serious look at Tang Song before extending his hand solemnly, "President Tang, good morning! I am Ma Zijian, the manager of Cloud Stream Property Management Company."

Tang Song pursed his lips and shook his hand firmly, "Good morning, Manager Ma."

Ma Zijian bent slightly, speaking warmly, "President Tang, I will take you for the inspection now!

All these gentlemen are heads of various departments at our property company, Lin Shengfei from Maintenance, Wu Junqiang from Security, Sun Jiajie from Business Development...

If you have any issues later, you can contact us at any time, and we assure you of our best service."

"Thank you," Tang Song said somewhat awkwardly.

Watching Tang Song being escorted by a group of people into the private elevator.

Wang Yunping's expression changed rapidly, feeling a chill down his spine.

Apart from Cloud Stream Building, Cloud Stream Property also managed many other projects developed by Cloud Stream Real Estate. Ma Zijian, as the manager of the overall property company, held a significant status, yet he was now so courteous to him.

This must be some kind of joke!?

Wasn't he said to be a programmer at Jinxiu Commerce?

Wasn't he said to be just a part-time contractor for Glimmer Coffee?

The fact that Ma Zijian was treating him with such formality, personally accompanying the executives to greet him, indicated he must be a high-level official from a well-known corporation at least.

Who exactly was Tang Song?

Could it be he was playing some disgusting trick to get close to Xie Shuyu, like playing dumb to snatch a treasure?

Amidst these rapidly surging thoughts, Wang Yunping felt a thick cloud of gloom over his head.

He was merely a senior manager at Cloud Mirror Consulting and, at the end of the day, just an employee. Above him were general managers, partners, and senior partners.

If he had indeed offended some important figure, he could be dismissed in a minute.