Chapter 39: The Popular Me

Entering late April in Yancheng, the days are getting longer.

At 6:00 PM, the sun is slowly sinking toward the horizon, and the sky is dyed into a gradient of orange-red and golden yellow.

Tang Song closed his laptop, tidied up his desk, and got off work on time.

Just after punching out at the front desk, his shoulder was slapped hard.

Du Shaokai came over with a laugh and punched in right after.

He winked at the beautiful front desk of the company. "Yuying, next time your Administrative Department has a dinner party, remember to notify me. I know a shop where the barbecue is super delicious."

Du Yuying covered her mouth and chuckled. "Alright, Brother Du, when the time comes, us girls without cars will rely on you to pick us up."

Du Shaokai shook the Cadillac car key in his hand. "No problem! I'll head out with Old Song first, bye~"

"Bye-bye."

Du Shaokai put his arm around Tang Song's shoulder and pointed to the direction of the hallway with a smile. "Let's go, Old Song, have something to talk to you about. You haven't replied to my WeChat messages these past few days, and it's not convenient to say some things in the company."

Tang Song glanced at him and nodded. "Alright."

During the 3 days he took leave, Du Shaokai asked him about the project progress from time to time, asking him to try to finish it this week.

It seemed that in his view, facing the pressure from Director Chen, he would definitely comply 100%.

"Creak—" He pushed open the airtight security door and walked into the quiet hallway.

Du Shaokai relaxed his whole body.

He took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, lit one for himself first, took a hard puff, and then handed it to Tang Song. "Want one?"

"I don't smoke."

"Haha, alright." Du Shaokai leaned against the wall, blowing smoke rings while smiling. "Next week, the requirement from the Human Resources Department should be doable, right? Remember to submit it to the dev branch of the Git warehouse first; I'll merge it and go online."

"Isn't that your task?" Tang Song shrugged, mimicking his manner. "I didn't receive a work order from the Human Resources Department, so it has nothing to do with me."

Du Shaokai stopped smoking. "Old Song, I'll tell you the truth.

This module is something Tian Jing wants to add. You should know that I like her, and her background is not small; none of us can afford to offend her.

Past things are all in the past, forgive me if I've done anything wrong.

As long as you follow me steadily in the future, I can guarantee that you will live comfortably in the company."

Tang Song patted his arm and smiled. "I see in the business system that the development period is only half a month. Keep it up, little Du, you don't have much time left."

No wonder he was so concerned; it turned out to be because of Tian Jing.

A 22-year-old compensation supervisor—to talk about connections, it was much stronger than Du Shaokai's uncle who was a vice president.

Anger accumulated in Du Shaokai's eyes, and his voice raised a lot. "You might not know yet, but at most next month, I will be promoted to the supervisor of the backend group, which is your direct leader.

Before you speak or act, it's best to consider the consequences clearly.

In this society, the least lacking thing is people who can work. If you don't do it, there are plenty of people who can replace you."

Tang Song looked at him calmly, without the slightest fear or retreat in his eyes. "Then congratulations to Supervisor Du in advance. I have something to do, I'll go first."

After saying that, he pulled open the fire door directly.

"Pat." Du Shaokai flicked the cigarette in his hand, hit the fire door, and his tone turned completely cold. "I will communicate this matter with Chen Zong. The team doesn't need a thorn like you, and Jinxiu Trading can't accommodate a great god like you."

Tang Song stopped his footsteps and looked back. "I find you particularly hypocritical, on par with Chen Yunteng. Clearly, it's for your own benefit, yet you insist on hanging the team and the company on your lips."

After saying that, regardless of Du Shaokai's reaction, he walked out directly.

Now, he had no pressure at all, and was fearless of salary cuts or layoffs.

Qingxin Garden Residential Area.

Tang Song was eating his fat-loss meal while scrolling through short videos.

Although the food was very plain, the young lady in the video was very appetizing.

"Ding-dong—" A WeChat notification sounded.

【Gao Mengting: "Meiting Clothing Hall. map"】

【Gao Mengting: "Just happened to have a batch of men's clothing, the fit is quite good. Mr. Tang can come and choose some; I'll sell them to you at cost."】

Tang Song replied: "Alright, see you this weekend."

Exiting the chat interface, he clicked on Zhao Yaqian's chat box to take a look.

The invitation to go shopping he sent out had passed for two hours, but there was still no reply.

He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that ever since that road trip, Zhao Yaqian had been avoiding him a bit, and her enthusiasm for chatting was not as high as before.

He hesitated for a moment but didn't continue to send messages.

Just then, the system light screen automatically unfolded in front of him.

【April 20, 2023, you achieved the goal of over 1,000 followers on the Xiaohongshu platform】

【Although insignificant, you have effectively become a qualified influencer blogger. Your voice has a little influence in a small range, your transformation experience has attracted the attention of many people, and you have obtained the permission to open the Dandelion platform, which can connect to advertisements to realize monetization】

【You have obtained the title "The Popular Me"】

【Whether to wear it immediately: Yes, No】

Tang Song's heart was filled with joy. He finally had over 1,000 followers!

It wasn't in vain that he updated his notes every day and interacted actively.

But what he didn't expect was that this reward was actually a title.

Titles are a type of honor identification in games. In addition to display, they also come with some special effects.

For example, attribute bonuses, temperament, skills, etc.

Click to wear!

A golden light flashed before his eyes.

The system automatically jumped to the main interface, and a golden title appeared above the 3D character's head.

Click to view details.

【The Popular Me: Wear this title, and for every new follower you get on your registered accounts on common social platforms, you will receive a cash reward equivalent to 100 times the value.】

【Note 1: It is forbidden to use any marketing and promotion means to obtain followers】

【Note 2: Your common platforms include (TikTok, Little Red Book)】

【Current cash reward: 102,000 yuan (Total 102,000 yuan)】

He was going to get rich!

Seeing the content of the title, Tang Song gasped.

In the "Male God Growth Plan" game, he had obtained quite a few titles with such cash rewards.

For example, 【Power of Breathing】, where the character gets a 5-yuan reward for every breath.

Such titles were completely chicken ribs for him, who had a golden finger and was rapidly building a business empire, and he basically never wore them.

But put in the real world, for himself now, this was a thorough big killer!

One follower is 100 yuan, 10,000 followers is 1 million!

Tang Song now only hated that he didn't usually play Weibo, Kuaishou, etc., otherwise there would be more than these two common platforms.

But it was also okay; the difficulty of getting followers on TikTok was much easier than on Little Red Book.

Even if he couldn't have any promotion, as long as he insisted on posting videos, the follower growth rate would definitely be faster than on Xiaohongshu.

And the system was really generous, directly counting his existing followers.

Tang Song picked up his phone to check his follower count.

Xiaohongshu currently had 1,001 followers.

TikTok, because there were only a few simple daily shares, had 19 followers.

Total followers 1,020, so the withdrawable amount was 102,000 yuan. ===== CHAPTER 40 =====