How special is this identity?
It's roughly equivalent to standing at the pinnacle of the global capital market, holding countless people's destinies in your hands.
Truly the peak of power.
At this moment, Tang Song looked over and met her gaze.
His eyes lingered on her for quite a while.
Shen Yuyan's dry lips slightly parted, seemingly expecting something.
However, Tang Song didn't show any abnormality; he continued to talk calmly with the people around him, as if her existence was indeed insignificant.
Shen Yuyan bit her lower lip, her fingertips deeply embedded in her palms, trying to calm herself down with the pain.
But her eyes couldn't hide the inner inferiority and pain.
[I'm just his "special consultant," I don't even have the qualification to get close to him...]
[Lin Muxue, Guo Liuyuan, each of them knows better how to seize opportunities, while I always hesitate and in the end get nothing!]
[Perhaps, I don't even deserve to stand here.]
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