Chapter 2140 - 697: Ominous Signs, the Lady’s Intuition (Part 2)

This is the true "upper-class aura."

For some reason, Ma Yilin felt a bit of the "Chairman Jin" she saw in the news emanating from the other person.

She hesitated for a few seconds.

Ultimately, Ma Yilin mustered up the courage and quickly caught up.

"Ms. Lin, may I boldly add you on WhatsApp?" Ma Yilin’s tone was sincere yet cautious, "Mainly because today’s conversation was so congenial, and if there’s a chance in the future, I hope to seek your advice on some matters. Also, before the video is released, I can send it to you for review first."

Her tone was gentle, but it couldn’t hide her excitement.

She felt that this video was bound to explode in popularity.

Perhaps there would be an opportunity to do a "deep revisit" in the future.

Lin Muxue stopped, turned around, and her red lips beneath the sunglasses curved slightly.

The smile was elegant yet carried a hint of subtle detachment.

She didn’t take out her phone but opened the black-gold Birkin bag and took out a finely-textured black business card.

She handed it over.

"The WhatsApp number is the same."

"Alright, thank you!"

Ma Yilin hurriedly received it with both hands.

The business card was black and gold, with a solid texture.

It only had two lines of information embossed on it.

A name: Lin Muxue (Luna); and a string of phone numbers.

Nothing about any company or position.

On the contrary, it seemed mysterious and noble.

Ma Yilin excitedly put the card away carefully and tentatively asked, "Ms. Lin, do you also work in Shanghai?"

Lin Muxue resumed her steps, her voice gentle yet faint, "No, I’m just here to sign a contract and will leave tomorrow."

"Oh, I see. As a high-level finance executive like you, you’re probably signing contracts worth billions, right?"

"Hehe." Lin Muxue chuckled softly, glanced slightly sideways, and said in a nonchalant tone as if discussing the weather, "Not this time, it’s a personal matter. I’m buying a small apartment in Lujiazui so that it will be more convenient for business trips and work in the future."

Ma Yilin’s mind buzzed.

Lujiazui... small apartment...

It turned out to be a property purchase contract?!

What kind of ultimate Versaille literature is this?!

...

Exiting the airport passage.

The VIP pick-up area was sparse and quiet.

A young woman in a dark gray trench coat, with a gracious demeanor, was holding a sign with "Lin Muxue" on it.

"Ms. Lin, hello, I’m Zhang Muwen from TY Precision, Secretary Chen arranged for me to pick you up."

"Thank you for your effort." Lin Muxue smiled slightly, her gaze sweeping unobtrusively over Ma Yilin beside her.

Sure enough, she saw the shock once again on the other’s face.

Zhang Muwen took her small suitcase and led her out.

Ma Yilin took a deep breath and unconsciously followed behind.

As if drawn by some kind of aura.

Passing through the VIP passage, the sunlight again bathed them.

A sleek black Rolls-Royce parked beside them.

A middle-aged woman opened the heavy rear car door for her and gestured.

Lin Muxue stopped, took off her sunglasses, and waved to the stunned Ma Yilin.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Ms. Lin." Ma Yilin quickly responded.

"Bang—"

The car door closed with a sound, and the chrome emblem glinted in the sunlight for a moment.

The taillights lit up, and the massive car quietly glided away from the crowd, eventually disappearing into the airport exit traffic.

Ma Yilin took out her phone, looking at the black business card, her heart overwhelmed with thoughts.

This Ms. Lin truly embodied the "protagonist aura" of everyone she had interviewed.

She had quite a novel-like female lead vibe.

...

In the back of the Rolls-Royce.

Lin Muxue took a deep breath, the long-lost feeling of successfully showcasing herself spreading within her.

Like the moment champagne bubbles burst on the tongue.

Fine, enduring, and addictive.

How satisfying!

At that moment, Zhang Muwen, sitting in the passenger seat, slightly turned her head.

Her voice was respectful and proper:

"Ms. Lin, should we first head to your accommodation at the Bvlgari Hotel to rest and settle your luggage, or go directly to the IFC Mall apartment to sign the purchase contract?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Muxue’s heart skipped a beat, her legs tightly pressing together.

On the surface, she remained unflustered, "Let’s go directly to the apartment and get the formalities done. The flight was just over two hours, I’m not tired."

Zhang Muwen immediately understood and pulled out her phone to expertly arrange the next steps.

In the back seat, Lin Muxue gently wriggled her shape under the tailored trousers, feeling the soft and exquisite touch of the Nappa leather seat.

Her breathing gradually became somewhat rapid.

She was about to see her "luxury home" in Shanghai, although small in size, it was after all at the IFC Mall!

She felt a bit of a dull ache in her lower abdomen, somewhat... like needing to use the restroom.

Quickly adjusting her mindset,

she opened WhatsApp and clicked on the pinned chat box.

First, she adjusted her angle by the car window, using the shifting light outside to take a "nonchalant yet sophisticated" selfie, and sent it over.

Then she typed a message: "President Tang, I’ve successfully arrived in Shanghai. Next, I’m going to sign the contract for the apartment, thank you, mua~."

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

[President Tang: "After signing the contract, remember to take a photo for me to ’inspect,’ and make sure to ’reward’ yourself well tonight."]

Reading his implicit and teasing words, Lin Muxue’s cheeks grew warm.

After hesitating, her long fingers tapped the screen, replying: "Yes, master."