Fang Zhou was busy now, but it was a happy kind of busy.
"Forbes might be a bit difficult to get on the list!" Lin Yan said with a smile. "But you can consider the provincial rich list."
"However, Song Ming Hao's actions will likely catch Yang Meng's attention. We'll need to be wary of her dirty tricks."
"Just watching her isn't enough. We need to keep an eye on her suitors. Isn't this her only tactic?" Lin Yan said disdainfully.
"You're right. I'll have them keep watch."
Fang Zhou pondered, trying to identify Yang Meng's suitors who were connected to their company.
It turned out there were quite a few. Since Yang Meng was part of that circle, many of the fish in her pond were involved in the entertainment industry.
Yikes! This workload seemed rather substantial. However, at this point in Xinchuang's development, only a few individuals posed a real threat to them.
Song Ming Hao arrived at the company again today. Because of his statements to the media, many people in the company looked at him strangely.
But he didn't care at all. He believed these people were just jealous that he had won Lin Yan's favor.
Furthermore, Song Ming Hao no longer needed these people to relay information to him. He already had Lin Yan's contact information, and she had responded.
Song Ming Hao now knew Lin Yan's work schedule at Xinchuang, making it quite convenient to visit her.
Especially now that Lin Yan had agreed to have dinner with him tonight, he had immediately come over, preparing to pick her up from work.
He proudly held his chin high as he walked past the reception desk and into the elevator. His steps were incredibly light; if he had a tail, it would probably be a blur!
After entering the elevator, Song Ming Hao began to check his attire and hairstyle in the mirrored walls.
He had specifically booked a stylist and spent over two hours on his look just to see Lin Yan.
When he reached Lin Yan's office door, he took a deep breath, calmed himself, and then stepped forward to knock.
After receiving permission from inside, Song Ming Hao opened the door and entered.
As soon as he walked in, he immediately flashed a big smile, only to see Lin Yan sitting behind her desk, engrossed in reviewing documents, completely oblivious to his enthusiastic grin.
Just as he was about to put on a wronged expression, Lin Yan looked up at him. Song Ming Hao then resumed his bright smile.
"You're here. Sit over there. I'll be a little while longer," Lin Yan gestured, then put down the document in her hand.
"What would you like to drink?"
"Just water, please. My agent is strict lately, no drinks allowed!" Song Ming Hao complained.
In truth, he didn't particularly like these drinks, but he still had to put on a show of being a bit pitiful for Lin Yan. After all, that was how one gained sympathy, wasn't it?
"Then I'll make you a cup of fruit tea. I'll be a while longer, so you can rest for a bit. You've been working hard for me lately," Lin Yan said playfully, teasing him about his words to the media that day.
"Mm, you're busy, sis. I won't disturb you!" Song Ming Hao replied obediently, his expression becoming a little more demure. He then moved to the sofa and sat on the one opposite Lin Yan.
Once seated, he rested his elbows on the armrest, propped his chin in his hands, and gazed at Lin Yan.
Lin Yan sensed his gaze but pretended not to notice. However, her delicate, jade-like ears slowly began to flush.
While Lin Yan was trying her best to ignore Song Ming Hao's stare, he quietly took out his phone and took a few photos of Lin Yan and the office.
He carefully selected the angles for a long time, then found a picture that didn't reveal any sensitive information and posted it on Weibo.
The sun is so beautiful today.
The accompanying photo was of sunlight streaming through a window lattice.
"What are you doing?" The sudden voice startled Song Ming Hao. He turned his head to find Lin Yan standing beside him.
"Just... just posting on Weibo," Song Ming Hao regained his composure. "I have to be diligent with my online presence, don't I?"
"Working so hard?" Lin Yan pretended not to notice Song Ming Hao's little scheme and let it slide.
"I'm done here. Let's go now!"
"Okay!" Song Ming Hao immediately put away his phone and stood up.
"I've booked a restaurant. Let's go, sis!" He reached out to take Lin Yan's bag.
Lin Yan handed him her bag and walked beside him.
As they walked side by side, she realized that this tall young man was more than half her height. Even in her heels, she only reached his chin.
"Does sis prefer Chinese or Western food? I've booked a private dining room with good privacy. If you prefer Western, I know a delicious French restaurant..."
He chattered away, cautiously probing Lin Yan's preferences, and Lin Yan indulged him.
However, their walk together through the company made many realize that the chairperson had indeed become close with this Song Ming Hao.
It seemed Song Ming Hao truly had a chance of winning over their chairperson. If he succeeded, he would have saved himself decades of hard work!
While many people were privately making envious remarks, even more were envious of Lin Yan.
After all, who wouldn't like a sweet and charming young man?
However, Song Ming Hao's success also reminded some people that the chairperson seemed quite approachable. Since they weren't officially together yet, why not give it a shot themselves?
A woman in a business suit entered the top-floor president's office with a somber expression.
"President, this is the sales report for this quarter. Jing Yan's momentum is too strong, and our product sales figures are not looking good."
She handed the file in her hand to the person behind the desk.
He was the president of Luo Yan Daily Chemicals. Luo Yan was an established skincare brand, focusing on the mid-to-high-end market.
Since he took over Luo Yan, the brand's momentum had been growing, successfully capturing half of the domestic daily chemical market.
But in the last two years, Jing Yan had emerged rapidly, quickly catching up. The market cake was only so big; as Jing Yan expanded, it inevitably took a share from others.
Initially, Jing Yan's appearance hadn't attracted their attention. It was only when their newly launched products had similar efficacy to Jing Yan's that they took notice.
However, Jing Yan's products performed even better. But they had many loyal customers, and Jing Yan was a new brand, so they didn't take it seriously.
Later, when the efficacy of Jing Yan's products was recognized, people rushed to buy them, but it didn't significantly impact their own sales.
But now, two years later, Jing Yan was already affecting their sales.
He flipped through the sales report with a grim expression, his anger almost uncontainable.
"Any news from HR? What is Jing Yan's R&D department saying?"