Now that they've all been reborn, who wouldn't be living life to the fullest?

As I left the developer's sales office, the sky was already tinged with a dusky yellow hue.

Instead of riding her newly bought electric scooter, Tu Qingyu followed Su Yifeng to the car that Song Fangjie had driven.

Song Fangjie gripped the steering wheel, glancing through the rearview mirror at Su Yifeng and Tu Qingyu sitting side-by-side in the back seat. A flicker of jealousy flashed in her eyes!

A commission of a million! She's been following Su Yifeng for over a month and has only earned a little over 300,000 so far!

Tu Qingyu didn't even sleep with anyone! She earned millions right away!

However, knowing her lecherous boss as she does, Tu Qingyu will eventually end up like her!

Oh well... at least it'll help me share the burden.

From now on, we'll all be sisters...

Song Fangjie started the car silently and drove towards the private restaurant according to the address given by Tu Qingyu.

The atmosphere inside the carriage was subtle.

Tu Qingyu was clearly still immersed in the immense excitement of the million-dollar commission, and she was talking much more than before.

She would occasionally strike up a conversation with Su Yifeng, discussing everything from the recent development plans of Nancheng to some trivial anecdotes.

Most of the time, Su Yifeng would just respond indifferently, but occasionally he would throw out one or two precise questions that were slightly ahead of their time, which made Tu Qingyu feel that he was even more unfathomable.

The private restaurant was hidden on a quiet path lined with sycamore trees. The storefront was small, but it exuded an understated elegance.

The interior is decorated in a Chinese style, and the private rooms are spaced far apart, offering excellent privacy! They also seem to be soundproof!

The waiter led them into a private room called "Listening to Bamboo," a quiet and secluded space where a small patch of bamboo shadows could be faintly seen through the window.

After ordering, the waiter left and gently closed the door, leaving the private room in a brief silence.

Su Yifeng picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, turned his gaze to Song Fangjie sitting beside him, and calmly instructed:

"Secretary Song, there's nothing else here, you can go back now."

Song Fangjie's hand, which was pouring water, suddenly stopped, and the hot water almost splashed out.

She looked up at Su Yifeng with disbelief, only to meet his unwavering gaze.

That bastard... he's deciding what will happen tonight!

They only met today! Why are they in such a hurry?

Wait a minute...

Song Fangjie suddenly realized that she had also started working with Su Yifeng almost immediately after their first meeting...

Okay, then it's all over!

Let's leave, who wants to stay here!

She put down the kettle, stood up, and responded softly, "...Okay, Ms. Su."

Picking up her bag, Song Fangjie gave Tu Qingyu a look that said "good luck," then turned and left the private room, closing the door gently and shutting out everything outside.

At this moment, there were only the two of them in the private room, and Tu Qingyu's heart inexplicably quickened.

She wasn't some clueless young girl; she knew all the unspoken rules of the real estate industry.

Often, if you want someone to buy a house, you have to give them a house first and settle their grandchildren in.

Tu Qingyu had encountered her before; after all, she was a beautiful woman, especially with her superior supermodel height, yet she was even more voluptuous than a supermodel.

It enhances a man's desire to conquer!

However, Tu Qingyu did not betray herself; she is still a virgin, just kidding!

Some greasy middle-aged men just want to rent a floor and then ask her out to dinner! Their commission is only a hundred or two!

Even if she were to buy a floor and receive a commission of ten or twenty thousand, Tu Qingyu would not sell herself out, after all, she was not some naive and innocent girl.

Those men just wanted to play with her.

But he's stingy! And old!

Tu Qingyu would never sell herself so cheaply!

Su Yifeng's intention to send his secretary away at this moment was all too clear.

However, this time Tu Qingyu did not feel offended at all; on the contrary, she felt a faint sense of anticipation and conquest rising in her heart.

The impact of the million-dollar commission was too great for her; Su Yifeng had just paid a deposit of thirty million!

Such a young, handsome man with unfathomable wealth was fatally attractive to her.

"President Su, let me toast you."

Tu Qingyu took the initiative to pick up the already decanted red wine and poured a small half glass for Su Yifeng and herself. She raised her glass, her eyes sparkling:

"Thank you for your appreciation and for this enormous order."

Su Yifeng picked up his wine glass and lightly clinked it against hers: "It's your professionalism that led me to the right thing."

The two exchanged a smile, and their wine glasses clinked together with a crisp sound.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere in the private room became increasingly ambiguous and heated.

Tu Qingyu's cheeks flushed, and her eyes gradually became hazy. She found herself increasingly attracted to the man in front of her.

The knowledge and perspective he inadvertently revealed in his conversation were unlike anything she had ever encountered with other men, not to mention his impeccable face.

Women are naturally drawn to strength and even more so to lust...

Su Yifeng looked at her flushed cheeks and her gradually unfocused eyes, and knew that the time was almost right.

He put down his wine glass, leaned back slightly, looked at Tu Qingyu, and said casually, "Miss Tu, would you be interested in coming over and helping me with something?"

Tu Qingyu was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misheard: "Help...help you with something?"

"Um."

Su Yifeng tapped his fingers lightly on the table:

"My newly established investment firm needs trustworthy and capable people."

"I think you have good communication skills and knowledge. Come work with me, I'll give you a base salary of 30,000 a month, plus bonuses on the projects you're in charge of."

Su Yifeng added in his mind, "The main reason is that sometimes I don't want to bend my legs when I'm standing."

"Thirty...thirty thousand?"

Tu Qingyu was completely stunned, and almost dropped the wine glass in her hand.

In 2006, she worked herself to the bone at a real estate company, earning an average of about three thousand yuan a month, which was already a high income among her peers.

Su Yifeng offered a base salary of 30,000 yuan plus bonuses! She never dared to dream of such a thing before.

After the initial shock came ecstasy, and a sliver of clear-headed understanding.

She had never even heard of a client like Su Yifeng, who bought three office buildings in one go, in her entire career.

Most of the clients I usually deal with are renters, and even those who buy are usually only buying one or half a floor. I've never heard of anyone buying so aggressively like him.

Following someone like that, your future is sure to be limitless...

"I'm willing! Mr. Su, I'm willing to work for you!"

Tu Qingyu trembled with excitement.

The allure of a million-dollar commission, the promising future of her career, the combined effects of alcohol, and the powerful charm of the man before her, all contributed to Tu Qingyu's growing sense of reason.

The way she looked at Su Yifeng transformed into a naked woman's intense interest and desire for a man.

Su Yifeng received the undisguised signal in her eyes. He smiled slightly, stood up, and sat down next to Tu Qingyu.

The distance between them instantly closed, and the masculinity emanating from him completely enveloped her.

Tu Qingyu's heart raced. Instead of backing down, she raised her face and boldly met Su Yifeng's gaze.

Their gazes met in the air, as if pulled by invisible threads, and the atmosphere grew increasingly ambiguous.

The privacy of the private restaurant came in handy at this moment; the heavy doors of the private rooms separated the inside from the outside, and as long as the call bell was not pressed, no one would disturb them.

What happened next seemed to follow a logical progression.

Words become superfluous, and probing turns into action.

It's unclear who made the first move, or perhaps it was a tacit understanding, but their lips met.

Initially, it carries the sweetness of wine, followed by a deeper exploration and entanglement.

Su Yifeng's hand embraced Tu Qingyu's slender yet strong waist, and she could feel the burning heat emanating from his palm.

Tu Qingyu responded enthusiastically, her long legs instinctively wrapping around him, the fabric of her business suit rustling softly as it rubbed against him.

The air was filled with the aroma of wine and food, as well as the rising scent of desire.

Clothes became disheveled with each breath, slipping off one by one. The soft sofa in the private room bore the weight of the sudden increase...

……

I don't know how much time has passed.

"Click".

A slight sound of a door opening was like a bucket of cold water suddenly poured into a blazing fire.

The door to the private room was pushed open from the outside.

At the doorway stood Song Fangjie, who had returned, holding a black cell phone belonging to Su Yifeng.

"Mr. Su, you didn't take your phone!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Fangjie stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding on the sofa in the private room.

My mind went completely blank for a moment, yet I felt a strange thrill. Aren't they afraid the waiter will just walk in?!

"You...you all..."

Tu Qingyu let out a short gasp, instinctively trying to pull her clothes over to cover herself, feeling flustered and embarrassed.

A look of surprise flashed across Su Yifeng's face.

Looking at the incredulous Song Fangjie, instead of feeling embarrassed at being caught, a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"Was I...was I late?"

Just as Song Fangjie was about to turn and run away, he spoke, his voice hoarse from the aftermath, yet unusually clear and calm:

"No."

Su Yifeng looked at her with deep eyes and spoke in a commanding tone.

"You've come at just the right time."

These words seemed to possess a peculiar magic, instantly freezing Song Fangjie in her tracks.

She stood there, stunned, looking at Su Yifeng and then at Tu Qingyu, who was standing beside him in a panic.

The scene before her was so exciting that she couldn't help but feel a little aroused.

"Aren't you coming over?"

After biting her lower lip and standing frozen in place for more than ten seconds, Song Fangjie took a step and walked over.

"..." Song Fangjie thought to herself.

Inside the private room, Su Yifeng turned on the stereo and played two different kinds of symphonic music.

……