Reborn with Consumption System-Chapter 617 - 272: Who Made the First Move?

"Boss, what do you need me to do?"

Tang Xintian fluttered her large, captivating eyes, reminiscent of a foxy secretary, looking at Han Lie with eager anticipation.

Her movements were neither inappropriate nor exaggerated. She held a wine glass in one hand, the other hanging naturally at her side, her upper body leaning slightly forward, exuding a hint of respect.

However, if one looked carefully into her eyes and then illustrated her emotions in a freehand cartoon style, it would probably look like this—

A girl with fluffy ears had her pointed ears perked up, grinning with her tongue out, panting continuously. Her tail wagged as if ready to take off, and she gazed eagerly at the canned food in her master's hand...

Please give me an assignment, Master!

Han Lie glanced at her. He knew what she wanted, yet he mercilessly delivered a critical hit.

"The new project is a collaboration with Magic Capital Bank. If you're willing to work overtime for free, then just keep doing what you're good at."

Huh?! Then why are you smiling at me?

Tang Xintian was both disappointed and confused. At the same time, a strong sense of anxiety surged within her—Oh, my dear confidant, have you been taken in by his handsome face? Don't abandon this sister!

She subconsciously glanced at the handsome young man... Huh? He looks a bit familiar...

Jin Minghui also reacted. Looking at Tang Xintian, a smile emerged on his face, and he took the initiative to greet her.

"Is that Sister Tang? I'm Little Jin. A few years ago, I visited Uncle Tang with my father..."

The moment Tang Xintian heard the name "Little Jin," coupled with Magic Capital Bank, she immediately knew who the person opposite her was.

She instantly composed herself, her face blooming into a smile that was warm and polite, yet maintained an appropriate distance.

"Minghui, right? It really has been a long time. How are your uncle and aunt doing? I visited your family the year before last to see Uncle Jin. At that time, you were representing your school in a competition, I believe, which made your mother very proud."

What Tang Xintian didn't mention was that Little Jin's mother had been especially regretful at the time because her son wasn't home. She had hoped for him to meet Tang Xintian in person to foster a connection.

In terms of family background, the Jin Family was somewhat inferior to the Tang family, mainly in their foundational strength.

However, Jin Minghui's own excellence made him entirely worthy of Tang Xintian.

At least, that's what Jin Minghui's mother thought.

Of course, Tang Xintian herself didn't feel this way, which was why she hadn't visited again the previous year, to avoid encouraging such unrealistic expectations from their side.

Jin Minghui didn't perceive Tang Xintian's subtle distancing. On the contrary, he was a bit flustered by the older sister's smile.

Tang Xintian's looks were truly dazzling to anyone who beheld her.

And most importantly, it wasn't just her looks.

Top-tier beauty, though rare, was not impossible to find; Nazha, the Bai Yushuang sisters, and Xi Luting all possessed flawlessly sculpted faces.

Purely in terms of looks and physique, China's high-end adult entertainment industry saw a constant stream of exceptional beauties emerge each year. There was Liang Hailing from the Heavenly Palace nightclub back in the day, and later Zhang Mo from Magic Capital's Binfen Club. Even an explicitly priced bathhouse in Beichun City once had a 'Jinhao Number 99' whose beauty outshone the entire city, causing countless influential men to queue up, vying for an appointment.

Mere top-tier looks weren't that valuable in themselves. What was truly precious was the added value beyond beauty.

To find someone with Tang Xintian's level of perfection in education, intellect, and family background—humbly speaking, you wouldn't find ten such individuals in the entire country.

It was only natural for Jin Minghui to have aspirations regarding her; it would have been strange if he didn't.

"They are both in good health."

Little Jin's smile became noticeably more genuine, and his words carried a subtle undercurrent of warmth.

"My mom has mentioned you many times, saying Sister Tang is more considerate than I, her own son... Are you still in SPD Bank's asset management department, Sister Tang? My dad has always wanted to recruit you, but the opportunity was never quite right. I wonder if there might be a pleasant surprise in the future..."

"I'm quite happy at SPD Bank. Please thank Uncle Jin for his kind regard."

Tang Xintian subtly shifted her body, proactively adding a bit of challenge, "But Minghui, you and Uncle Jin aren't being very proper, are you? Poaching my mentor and boss when I'm not looking?"

Jin Minghui paused, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"How did Teacher Han become your boss, Sister Tang? Besides, this is a legitimate collaboration. Sister Tang, you shouldn't blow things out of proportion!"

Han Lie watched the two of them reminisce, a faint smile on his face, neither surprised nor jealous.

It was only when the conversation unexpectedly shifted to him that he raised his hand to check his watch.

This simple gesture instantly gave Tang Xintian an opening.

"Minghui, I can't chat any longer. Have you two finished your business? I need to borrow Teacher Han for something. Oh, and here's my business card. Call me if you need anything."

"Sure."

Jin Minghui graciously accepted the business card and then said apologetically, "I'm still in school right now, so I don't have a business card. Today, I'm mainly here with President Qi to gain some experience and observe..."

Nonsense. Old Jin clearly couldn't come himself, so he used this as an opportunity to groom his son.

Both Han Lie and Tang Xintian knew what was really going on. Han Lie couldn't comfortably interject, so Sister Da Tang pursed her lips into a smile. "It's good that you can help share your family's burdens. Keep up the good work, Little Jin!"

A flicker of helplessness crossed Jin Minghui's eyes.

This was clearly not an attitude between equals.

Tang Xintian was treating him like a child, with the air of an older sister praising and encouraging her younger brother, which wasn't something to be pleased about.

But he had no recourse.

Although Tang Xintian was only two years older than him, she was a true academic prodigy who had skipped grades and graduated with a master's degree by the age of twenty-one.

Now, she was a department head, already embarking on an ambitious career, while he was still a student without a clear direction for his future. Indeed, there wasn't much common ground for discussion.