"Haha, I'm just kidding, don't be so serious." Tang Song smiled and began to talk to her about the security of the Tang Dynasty.

As the most well-known overall security service provider in China, Shengtang Security is also a group-based enterprise.

It has security services, armed escort, security engineering and other businesses, and has established branches in major provinces and cities across the country.

The team building site that we are going to this time also has its branches.

Liu Jiayi was a bodyguard arranged by Secretary Jin, so Tang Song naturally trusted her very much.

This time, the invitation of the other party is actually to ensure the safety of the entire team building process.

The car was driving steadily on Yuxiang Street.

As the South Second Ring Road approached, the campus of Yancheng Normal University appeared in the sight of Tang and Song dynasties.

Tang Song suddenly said, "Send me to the south gate of Normal University."

"OK."

Looking at the familiar teacher's apartment in the distance and savoring the morning's radish pickles, Tang Song couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, he had already wanted to come to Normal University. On the one hand, it was Jiang Yourong mentioned "Hangcheng Yimai Technology Co., Ltd.". He planned to start contact after Huashang Clothing was finished and needed to communicate with Jiang Yourong in advance.

On the other hand, it was naturally for that Cinderella.

After all, he has been together for so long, and he always has a special favorable impression of Qian Lele.

This kind of favor is not limited to men and women, but also some brothers care about their sisters.

When facing Qian Lele, Tang Song couldn't bear to lose her.

I deliberately keep a distance during this period, and I actually hope that she can calm down and see if the budding emotions in her heart will naturally fade away.

Now it seems that my approach may be a bit too much.

This sensitive and inferior innocent girl has caused considerable harm.

It's past 4 pm.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom slowly stopped outside the south gate of Normal University, which instantly attracted many people to stop and discuss.

The car door opened, and as Tang Song walked out of the inside, some female college students blushed and their heartbeats were beating, making irresistible low voices.

The high-end hard-soled leather shoes stomp on the concrete floor, making a clear "knock" sound.

In the afternoon of autumn, the warm breeze lifted the ends of his hair, the corners of his clothes, and the surrounding environment, and painted a beautiful painting.

"Hello," a girl with round face boldly came up to him, but when she came into contact with Tang Song's crystal clear eyes, she immediately shrank back, her face turned red and hot.

Although the other girls were eager to try, they failed to muster up the courage in the end.

It was not until the handsome figure disappeared from sight that he felt a little regretful of gains and losses.

On campus.

The old teaching building with red brick walls, the modern experimental center, and the sculpture sketches hidden among the green trees”

Students in groups of three or three hurriedly hurriedly with books, or sat together and whispered to discuss problems.

The entire campus is filled with a quiet and vibrant atmosphere.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Song couldn't help but recall the little things he had in college, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although more than three years have passed, the university still remembers him fresh.

About ten minutes later, Tang Song walked into the teaching building of the computer department.

Take the elevator to the fourth floor.

Office doors are arranged on both sides of the corridor, and each door is labeled with teacher's name and professional title.

Tang and Song quickly found the target room.

Room 412, [Jiang Yourong - Associate Professor].

"Dongdongdongdongyi-"

He knocked on the door gently, and a gentle but slightly cold female voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Tang Song opened the door and walked into the office.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Jiang Yourong sitting behind the desk, staring at the computer screen intently.

Wearing a beige knitted cardigan, a white shirt inside, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, he exudes an intellectual and elegant atmosphere.

At this moment, she was more in line with the female university professor in the impression of the Tang and Song dynasties.

Hearing the footsteps, Jiang Yourong raised her head and showed a beautiful face.

When she saw Tang Song standing at the door, she was stunned for a moment, then an incredible expression appeared on her face.

He quickly stood up and said in surprise: "Tang Song! Are you here?"

Tang Song raised his hand and smiled and said, "Hello, Professor Jiang, have you not disturbed me?"

"Of course not, you are welcome at any time!" Jiang Yourong Fengshu's chest fluttered, subconsciously rectified his fluffy hair, walked out of the desk, and his plump, mature and beautiful figure was undoubtedly revealed.

Tang Song couldn't help but take a few more glances.

This Professor Jiang has a standard slightly fat figure, and his waist-to-hip ratio is not outstanding. He even has some fat on his lower abdomen and his thighs are also fleshy, but he is very feminine.

Maybe this is the charm of mature women.

Looking at each other, seeing the crystal clear, bright and divine eyes of Tang and Song Dynasty, Jiang Yourong's face turned slightly red.

The heartbeat starts to accelerate.

"This time I came to see Professor Jiang mainly for Yimai Technology's financing." Tang Song's tone was gentle and serious.

"You sit down first, I just want to introduce the latest situation to you." Jiang Yourong closed the office door casually and signaled Tang Song to sit down on the chair beside him.

Then I came to the desk, took out a disposable cup from the drawer, and poured a cup of flower and fruit tea from the health pot.

"The conditions are simple and the hospitality is not good, don't mind."

Jiang Yourong said, handed the cup over, and his fingertips accidentally touched the back of Tang Song's hand.

The warmth brought by the brief touch made her heart slightly confused.

Tang Song took the teacup, lowered his head and took a sip, and the sweet and sour fruity fragrance spread on the tip of his tongue. "Thank you, it tastes great."

Jiang Yourong chuckled, took out a document from the cabinet and handed it over: "This is a research report I compiled, mainly about the internal situation of Yimai Technology, which should be helpful to you."

"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows and reached out to take it, with a strange look on his face, "So detailed?"

Jiang Yourong said proudly: "Well, I went to Hangzhou City on purpose and invited my classmate to a big meal. It took a lot of effort to get the information."

Tang Song said sincerely, "Thank you, Professor Jiang."

In addition to the introduction of the founding team, there are also some core employee information, as well as patented technology, etc.

It can be seen that Jiang Yourong is indeed very attentive.

Jiang Yourong pulled open the chair and sat down, and said playfully, "Does this mean you owe me a favor?"

As the two got closer, Tang Song could clearly smell the faint fragrance on her body, elegant but warm, with the charm of mature women accumulated by the years.

"Of course, if Professor Jiang needs any help in the future, you can find me at any time."

"Then I'll take it seriously." Jiang Yourong showed a charming and dignified smile on her face, and gently touched Tang Song with her calves. "When they met, they were called 'Sister Yourong,' why are you so distant now?"

Feeling her provocative behavior, Tang Song's eyes twitched and said in a brisk tone: "Isn't this in school? You still have to take care of Sister Rong's majesty. In fact, I respect professors like you very much."

Hearing this, Jiang Yourong covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes circulating: "This time I went to Hangzhou, I also verified their big model under the guise of academic exchange. Are you interested? Do you want to listen?"

"I can't ask for it."

Jiang Yourong folded her hands on her thighs, leaned forward slightly, and began to whisper.

As an associate professor in the Department of Computer Science, Jiang Yourong's professional level is naturally gone.

He became Kim Mi-xiao's assistant and was also responsible for the Internet and technology sectors.

If it weren't for not being able to endure hardship, then the person in charge of Meigou Technology might not be Li Chan.

This is also the reason why she regrets it until she patted her thighs.

It took a long time.

Jiang Yourong got up and picked up the mug and drank a sip of tea. She asked with a smile: "Do you have anything else to know? Just treat me as a consultant, it's free."

Tang Song pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Sister Rong, Lele is in class now, right?"

Jiang Yourong got a certificate, "Well, they do have big classes in their major in the afternoon, and the classes will be over at 5:40."

Tang Song raised his wrist and looked at the time. There were about 20 minutes left before get out of class was over.

"Where is she going to class? I haven't met for a while, so I miss her very much."

"The big staircase classroom on the east side of the 5th floor."

Tang Song stood up and said, "Thank you sister Yourong, then I'll go there and wait for her, and I'll treat you to dinner one day.

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To be continued...