Chapter 249

June 18, 2023, Sunday, cloudy to thundershowers, 23~34c.

Early morning.

The sky was covered by thick clouds, and a slightly urgent wind rushed towards them.

The trees on the roadside swayed slightly, and the leaves rustled.

"Hoo~" Tang Song let out a long breath and stopped.

He looked at the sports watch on his wrist.

Running 10 kilometers, average pace 4′53″, running time 48 minutes.

Tang Song sat on the seat in the community leisure area to rest for ten minutes and soon recovered.

He was wearing the 【Vitality Unlimited】 set, which has a 40% stamina and effect bonus.

Plus his cardiopulmonary function strengthened by system props.

Facing a 10-kilometer long-distance run, it can be said to be effortless.

Looking at his increasingly smooth and clear muscle lines, breathing the scent of moist soil in the air, and feeling the cool wind rushing towards him.

Tang Song was in a pleasant mood.

He opened WeChat, took a photo for Wen Ruan, and left a message with a smile: "I've been running according to the muscle collaboration tutorial you sent recently, and the effect is very good. 10 kilometers has broken 5, I feel that my stamina and endurance are terrifyingly strong now, I really don't know how the sister will deal with it when playing ball in the future?"

Recently, because both sides are busy with work, they basically rarely go to the gym.

Their communication is mainly on WeChat.

Tang Song really misses the big sister's peach hips and "thick legs."

Speaking of which, Wen Ruan's figure is indeed heaven-defying.

According to the information he inquired about, waist 62CM, hips 108CM, legs 60CM.

Plus the E-cup breasts, it's simply invincible.

Her whole body exudes sexiness, health, and the beauty of strength.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

【Wen Ruan: Selfie. jpg】

Seeing the photo, Tang Song's breathing became rapid again.

This is a photo taken while lying on the bed.

She should have just woken up, her pure bare face carrying a lazy casualness.

Of course, these are not the point; the point is that she wasn't wearing pants, just a pair of black panties.

The raised hip flaps were round and large, like tempting peaches.

Making the 25-year-old Yancheng boy's heart surge, wanting to go up and pat them hard.

Immediately after, the photo was recalled.

【Wen Ruan: "When I use this move, how will the little brother deal with it?"】

Tang Song took a deep breath, alright, it's indeed a bit hard to hold back.

Although he has used 【Male God's Kidney Treasure Pill】, in the final analysis, he still belongs to the normal range, at most considered a relatively excellent level.

Facing a novice reserve like Lin Mu Xue, he can crush her unscrupulously.

Facing a young and vigorous player like Zhao Yaqian, he is slightly stretched, but can still win smoothly.

But if facing a big sister like Wen Ruan who is knowledgeable and mature and plump, he really lacks some confidence.

In the future, he might need to rely on flexible hands and mouth, doing some small tricks and trash talk to barely suppress her.

But through his contact with the big sister, the other party is obviously a very ambitious player; maybe it will be her who makes small moves and sprays trash talk wildly first.

Considering the other party's physical conditions, the outcome is still unknown.

Licking his lips, Tang Song left a message excitedly: "Sister, I suddenly want to drink milk, is it convenient to go to Jinxiu Xincheng community now?"

【Wen Ruan: Squinting smile. jpg】

【Wen Ruan: "I don't think you want to drink milk, you want me to drink milk."】

【Wen Ruan: Mouth selfie. jpg】

Looking at the big sister's slightly open red lips and full, charming lips.

Tang Song was instantly teased to the point of no return.

Good heavens, a mature big sister is indeed not comparable to those young players.

【Wen Ruan: "But it's not very convenient, after all, this is Ziqi's house, she is still sleeping."】

Tang Song: "I don't think she will mind."

【Wen Ruan: "I have to go on a business trip next Wednesday, there is still some preparation work to be busy with, and today is Father's Day, I have to go back to Oasis Garden once, you also remember to call home later and show some concern."】

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Wen Ruan started to get up and exercise.

Tang Song sighed, feeling a bit guilty in his heart.

This time Wen Ruan didn't suggest him to go back to see her parents together, nor did she use other topics to pull with him.

From her recent attitude, he can roughly understand that the big sister's knot has loosened.

It is estimated that she has already made plans not to get married in her heart.

Taking advantage of Father's Day to go home this time, she probably also wants to ease the relationship with her family.

The surprise encounter in the Imperial Capital, the villa in Shengyuan Jiajing, the trust in Juqing Juqing Hui Jin, the partner cultivation plan...

I hope these things I prepared can make this big sister feel happy.

After walking around the community again, Tang Song walked back to the large apartment.

Looking at the time, he dialed his father Tang Zengxian's phone.

The phone rang for a long time before it was answered.

"Hello, Dad."

Soon, a somewhat joyful voice came from the receiver: "Hello, Little Song, today is the weekend, right? Resting at home?"

"Hmm, resting." Tang Song stood up and leaned against the balcony window, "Dad, Happy Father's Day, how is your health recently?"

"Haha, quite good, the government organized a free physical examination a few days ago, my values in all aspects are no problem, especially healthy, and your mom is much better than before."

"That's good, you guys take more rest, don't save on food, didn't I transfer 100,000 to the family? Spend it if you need to."

The phone was silent for a moment, Tang Zengxian said "Hmm," his voice a bit low: "By the way, how is your company recently?"

Tang Song smiled and began to tell his father about the recent situation of Songmei Apparel, mainly talking about some sales data.

Unlike his mother, his father Tang Zengxian never says much.

He won't talk to him about family affairs, more about caring about his career.

Two months have passed since the start of the business, and the company is on the right track; it is time to let his family accept the fact that he has become rich.

Hearing keywords like "monthly sales of one million," "achieving profitability," and "large-scale recruitment," his father Tang Zengxian was obviously very excited, and his words increased a lot.

Although he knows nothing about livestreaming, women's clothing, etc., it doesn't prevent him from saying some life and work experience.

The father and son chatted for more than half an hour.

Tang Song had just hung up the phone when he saw an unread message.

【Yao Lingling: "Senior, the set of clothes you sent me before is done, see if you are satisfied."】

【Yao Lingling: Photo. jpg】

Tang Song clicked to look, a joyful expression appearing on his face.

Dark gray sports T-shirt, black sports shorts, black sports underwear.

Almost the same as what he saw on the system interface.

Plus a pair of sports shoes that are not much different.

Finally, he can exert the full effect of 【Outfit-Vitality Unlimited】!

His fitness career can go to a new level, and his physical charm can be improved as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, Tang Song replied quickly: "Thank you Lingling, very satisfied, then I'll go find you to get it now."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

【Yao Lingling: "Don't, don't, don't, today is Father's Day, I went back to my own home, I'll return to Xingchen Huayuan community in the afternoon, why don't you come over later, just have a meal on our side before leaving."】

Tang Song: "Okay, then that's it, I'll go over after 5 o'clock."

【Yao Lingling: "Hmm, hmm, by the way, that senior, can you ride your ninja400 over? I practiced with a relative's motorcycle when I went home this time, I want to test drive your car."】

Tang Song replied with a smile: "Of course no problem, I can guide you on the spot. After you are proficient, you can also get one, I have a riding group here, we can go out and play together."

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Tang Song exited the chat interface.

He subconsciously thought of Cheng Qiuqiu, the motorcycle girl.

When they first met at the Huayun Center, he felt that she was both A and cool, very nice.

His junior sister's height and appearance are both good, the only disadvantage may be that the front is flat and unremarkable.

……

Chang'an District, Oasis Garden Community.

The black BMW 330i drove slowly, the gate at the entrance of the basement garage lifted automatically, and the bright lens headlights turned on automatically.

"BGM: There is always a winding river in the fairy tale town, stained with the magic of eccentricity, but winding in love..."

In the soft and bright music, Wen Ruan parked the car slowly in her own parking space.

The vehicle turned off.

Looking at the gorgeous dashboard and ambient lights, Wen Ruan patted the car's steering wheel with a satisfied smile on her face.

As a community owner, she had already recorded the license plate of this car in advance.

As for that Lynk & Co 06, it is still gathering dust in Jinxiu Xincheng.

It's not that she is fickle, it's really that the handling and sound system of this 330i are too satisfying for her.

Especially driving it along the Taiping River, it feels extra refreshing.

This also led to her rarely going out riding recently.

Touching her lower abdomen, fortunately, her vest line is still there.

After returning from the business trip to the Imperial Capital this time, she must exercise well and make up for what she missed before.

Getting out of the car, she picked up a gift bag from the trunk, locked the car, and took the elevator directly to the 17th floor.

Standing outside the door of 1702, she paused for a moment, Wen Ruan grasped the door handle and opened the door.

Her voice was gentle: "I'm back."

Immediately after, Qian Guixiang walked out of the master bedroom quickly, full of surprise: "Ruanruan, why did you suddenly come back?"

Then she looked outside the door, somewhat disappointed: "Tang Song didn't come with you."

Wen Ruan frowned, "Mom, if you don't welcome me, I'm leaving now."

"Don't, don't, don't, it's almost noon, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you." Qian Guixiang hurriedly grabbed her daughter's arm and pressed her onto the sofa.

"Whatever." Wen Ruan looked around and asked: "Where's my dad? Isn't he not working today?"

"He went out early in the morning, saying there was something at the factory, he hasn't come back yet." Qian Guixiang looked at the time, "I'll give him a call."

After speaking, she ran to the bedroom "ding, ding, ding," took out her phone and dialed.

The phone rang for a few times.

The door was suddenly opened again.

Immediately after, Wen Jianxin walked in, looking dusty, and said loudly: "Don't call, I'm back."

Wen Ruan hurriedly stood up, handed the gift bag in her hand, and smiled: "Dad, Happy Father's Day, this is a gift I bought for you."

Wen Jianxin's originally silent and serious face instantly relaxed, every wrinkle seemed to be filled with joy.

"Thank you, daughter." Wen Jianxin's face was full of emotion and kindness.

Their family's feelings have always been very harmonious; it was only because Wen Ruan returned from the Imperial Capital and didn't find a partner that the family relationship cooled down significantly.

Qian Guixiang looked at the gift bag and smiled: "Wuliangye, now your dad is going to show off to his fellow workers again."

Wen Ruan's eyebrows curved, "Dad, what do you want to eat, I'll cook it for you at noon myself."

"Ah, don't, your mom and I will do it, you rest well."

"Today is Father's Day, Dad, don't do it." Wen Ruan picked up the teacup on the table, poured a cup of warm water and handed it over.

Looking at the considerate daughter in front of him, Wen Jianxin's eyes were a bit moist.

As if he could still vaguely see the little girl sitting on his shoulder saying "Dad, you've worked hard."

Sighing, he sat down on the sofa, looking at his wife and daughter.

Silent for a moment, he said: "I went to the factory today because I suddenly received a notice that our printing factory might close down, and this time 80% of the employees will be laid off first."

"Ah!?" Qian Guixiang was pale with fright, "What's going on? Didn't they say they received new business?"

Wen Ruan was stunned, "Isn't the printing factory doing well? Why is it suddenly going to close down again?"

Wen Jianxin shook his head, "The efficiency has always been bad, and wages haven't been paid for two months, I just didn't tell you."

Then, he began to tell the situation he understood.

The main business of Yanbei Printing Factory is printing services for books, documents, materials, promotional materials, and other various printed matter.

With the popularization of electronicization, the business has been shrinking.

There were a few big orders from old state-owned enterprise clients maintaining it before, barely able to operate.

However, due to various reasons such as aging equipment, market competition, and increased environmental requirements, in the last half year, half of the clients were lost, and the printing factory has reached the stage of spending more than it earns.

They went to ask the leaders in the past to see if there was any room for relaxation.

Listening to her father's statement, Wen Ruan took a deep breath, feeling complicated and inexplicable.

Their family and the relatives on her father's side were originally in the village and town outside the North Third Ring Road.

There used to be many small micro-printing factories there; they were called factories, but they were actually small workshops.

The wages were very low, there was no social insurance, let alone any benefits.

However, even so, it gave the surrounding villagers a relatively stable income.

Later, the surrounding area began to plan subways and parks, developers swarmed in, and the village and town began to be demolished.

In order to ensure people's livelihood, the government re-planned and attracted investment.

Finally, a formal printing company, Yanbei Printing Factory, was built, and these workers were recruited.

Wages increased, 5 insurances were paid, and it was more stable; everyone was very happy.

That was back in 2008.

Dark blue work clothes, spacious and bright workshops, high-end printing machines, clean and tidy warehouses full of materials...

This is the biggest topic of conversation for her father after tea and dinner, and it is also a topic that everyone often talks about at relative gatherings.

It is precisely because of this printing factory job that although their relocation housing has not been implemented yet, everyone can still endure it.

But now even this job is going to be gone, and everyone is very emotional.

After all, many people are still renting houses.

…

After listening to Wen Jianxin's description, Qian Guixiang said eagerly: "Then what should we do? You are already over 50, it must be hard to find a job, and you haven't reached retirement age."

Buying this house last year almost emptied their bottom line, and Wen Ruan is still paying the mortgage now.

If they sit and eat, and the family relies on the daughter to support them, they would be scared to death.

And Wen Ruan's boyfriend is so excellent; if he knows the situation of their family, won't he have any opinions on Wen Ruan?

Wen Jianxin let out a long breath, "Let's see what the leaders say, if it really doesn't work, I'll change jobs, see what I can do."

He is responsible for equipment maintenance and upkeep in the factory, but those devices are almost eliminated now, and it must be very difficult to find a suitable job outside.

"Alas, what is this, Ruanruan finally got better, and we bought a new house. But this again..." Qian Guixiang sat down with a sigh, "If I had known, I wouldn't have resigned two years ago."

She had worked in a textile company for a few years before, but because of allergic rhinitis and some other physical problems, she was often sick and hospitalized.

Wen Ruan persuaded her to resign after returning from the Imperial Capital and rest at home with peace of mind.

Looking at her anxious parents, Wen Ruan pursed her lips and said: "Dad, Mom, I also have something to tell you."

"What is it?"

"An old colleague of mine from the company in the Imperial Capital found me yesterday." Wen Ruan sat up straight and looked at her parents: "Said the group plans to establish a branch in Yancheng, the scale is very large, with more than 200 employees."

"Ah?" Qian Guixiang's eyes lit up, "Is that Xingyun International, right?"

She has a deep impression of her daughter's first company after graduation.

A real big group, the kind with a market value of billions.

Speaking of it, it's very face-saving.

Wen Ruan nodded and said: "Yes, it is Xingyun International Media Group, that old colleague said, the Vice President in charge of this branch appreciates me very much and wants me to go over to be a leader. It's still office work in Yancheng, but the salary standard follows the Imperial Capital."

"Ah! How much is that?"

"About 30,000." Wen Ruan said a number calmly, her gaze slightly averted.

In fact, what she said was only part of the truth, such as the salary standard, which must be implemented locally.

However, in order to achieve her goal, she had to lie.

"So much! My God!" Qian Guixiang stood up excitedly, "I remember there are year-end bonuses and so on, wouldn't that income be on par with Gu... financial executives?"

She originally wanted to say Gu Cheng, but worried that her daughter would be uncomfortable hearing it, so she hurriedly changed her words.

Wen Jianxin's face also flushed, "This is a great thing! Can this matter be confirmed?"

Monthly salary of 30,000, the vice president of their factory is only at this level.

The reason why they are anxious for their daughter to get married is also to let her find a good home early, so that life can be easier in the future.

If their daughter can get the Imperial Capital salary in Yancheng, it is truly a turn of fortune.

They can also rest assured in the future.

"It can be confirmed, but..." Wen Ruan paused for a moment, biting her lip and said: "Dad, Mom, you also know that I am 29 years old now, just at the age suitable for marriage and pregnancy. The group is worried that I will suddenly take marriage leave or maternity leave, delaying the creation of the branch.

So, if I want to go in as a leader, I can't get married or have children in the next two years."

Finally saying the words she had prepared for a long time, she instantly felt relaxed.

"Monthly salary of about 30,000, six insurances and one fund, two months of year-end bonus, plus various subsidies, calculating it, the annual salary is more than 400,000. A BMW car a year, a house in three years. If I can make achievements, maybe I can become an executive of the branch. Dad, Mom, what do you think?"

Wen Jianxin took a deep breath and frowned in thought, "This..."

Qian Guixiang's face showed an incomparably tangled expression, "But... Tang Song is such a good boy, will he wait for you? What if he has someone else later, what should we do?"

What Wen Ruan said was too impactful.

Annual salary of 400,000, executive, this is her daughter's opportunity to soar!

"If I have my own career and become more excellent, he will love me more." Wen Ruan's voice was very confident.

Then, her gaze looked at her father, and she said seriously: "Xingyun International is one of the largest media companies in China. If I become a company executive, I should be able to hand over part of the printing business to Yanbei Printing Factory. By then, the factory will be able to survive, and our relatives will all be grateful to our family."

After Zhao Mingying said those words yesterday, this thought immediately popped into her mind.

Today was originally to do ideological work for her family, and it just happened to catch up with her father facing a layoff crisis.

Making her words more convincing.

The impact on her parents was also greater.

A lot can happen in more than two years, maybe there will be a turning point in the future?

Tang Song, oh Tang Song! For you, I even lied to my own parents!

If you dare to let me down in the future, I will eat your little brother!