Chapter 471: Cinderella and the Male God

3:00 PM.

Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base Phase I, conference room.

All the main company leaders were present.

The big screen was playing the design blueprint and future planning map of the base.

"Currently, the media publicity effect is good, but the interaction rate is low. I suggest strengthening content delivery on short video platforms..."

"Next, we will plan a series of online live streaming activities, inviting well-known directors or actors to visit the base to further enhance popularity—"

Zhang Guanming, Director of the Market Promotion Department, held a document, stood by the projector, his tone steady and clear. Then, Wang Zhi, Head of the Engineering Department, Operations Director Li Wenbo, and others spoke one after another.

The executives spoke in turns, and the atmosphere was warm and orderly.

This was the first internal high-level meeting of Yannan Short Drama Film and Television, which was of great significance.

Tang Song sat at the head of the table, wearing a dark blue suit, his expression silent and calm, and an oppressive force that could not be ignored radiated from his body.

Most of these executives were recruited or appointed by Yan Province Culture and Tourism Investment and Handing Group.

Tang Song had Deju Renhe conduct a screening, and after confirming there were no major problems, he didn't carry out a blood transfusion.

Moreover, for a newly opened film and television base, official promotion was very important.

Many of these people brought official network resources, and their joining also provided implicit support for the base's development.

The meeting proceeded to the end.

Tang Song's gaze swept over everyone present and made a brief concluding speech.

Warm applause erupted in the conference room.

After the meeting ended, Tang Song returned to his office, sat in the large office chair, and let out a long breath.

He took out his phone to look; there were already many unread messages on it.

Besides work reports, there were also photos of picking up the car sent by the beautician.

In the picture, she was holding flowers, standing beside the Mercedes G63, with a bright smile on her face, and her eyes were full of happiness and satisfaction.

【Qian Qian: "Thank you for the gift, Brother Song, I love it super much!"】

【Qian Qian: "I just test-drove it, it feels super great! When you have time, I'll take you for a ride!"】

It could be seen that she was very happy, and she sent many more messages about her driving experience, as well as photos of the car's exterior and interior.

Tang Song finished reading with a smile and replied: "As long as you like it, this car suits you very well, but pay attention to safety when driving."

【Qian Qian: "Mm-hmm, I will pay attention to safety! You also pay attention to rest, don't be too tired."】

The two chatted for a while, and the office door was knocked on gently.

Immediately after, assistant Lin Mu walked in with elegant and light steps.

"Tang Zong!" A shallow smile was on her face. "The meeting minutes have been organized and sent to each participating executive."

"Mm, okay." Tang Song's fingers tapped the table lightly, stood up, and said: "The matters here should be finished. Let's go, I'll take you to the Financial Center."

Lin Mu paused and said in a gentle tone: "Tang Zong, regarding the shooting plan for the base's promotional video, the Marketing Department has confirmed the first draft. This matter is quite important; I want to stay and follow up, and report to you later, is that okay?"

With the film and television base put into use, her Snow Sugar Culture would be able to take on jobs.

At today's opening ceremony, besides government leaders and partner representatives, there were also some directors, artists, and media currently visiting the film and television base.

She planned to go over to show off, and by the way, make some connections to pave the way for later actions.

Now she could clearly feel the change in Tang Song's perception and attitude toward her, making her increasingly wanton and bold.

Tang Song looked at her micro-expressions, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Assistant Lin."

He knew Xiao Xue like the back of his hand, and he also had the 【Passive Skill - Observer】, so he naturally saw that she had some small thoughts of her own.

However, he was not disgusted by this.

Everyone had their own privacy.

Especially since Xiao Xue herself was not a simple and direct person, having some small thoughts was normal.

This was also her personality; Tang Song didn't intend to distort or expose it.

Lin Mu stood up straight: "Not hard work, serving Tang Zong!"

Tang Song smiled, gently patted Xiao Xue's waist: "Keep it up, Assistant Lin."

Lin Mu looked into Tang Song's eyes, leaned forward, and whispered: "Tang Zong, why does it feel like your eyes have become better-looking? Could it be that you used colored contact lenses?"

As she spoke, she blinked playfully.

Tang Song was stunned and suddenly said: "Probably because you are in my eyes."

"Ah!" Lin Mu covered her mouth and gasped, her legs tightly together, her bladder contracting.

Tang Song's sudden sweet talk practically cost her half her life.

Her face gradually became red and hot, her heart pounding like a deer, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Tang Song reached out and pinched her cheek, smiling: "Alright, you stay here and get busy, I'm leaving first."

After speaking, he stepped out.

【Male God's Eye Drops】 had been completely used up two days ago.

His eye aesthetics were indeed improving bit by bit; this change was not abrupt, so it was only today that it could be clearly seen.

Intuitively speaking, it was probably that his eyes were clean and clear, without bloodshot, turbidity, or excessive secretions.

The slight eye bags were transforming toward exquisite silkworms, his double eyelids were becoming more and more slender and soft, and the corners of his eyes had a slight upward lift with a healthy, rosy luster.

And the influence of eyes on a person's appearance naturally didn't need to be said.

Although the former Tang Song was also a big handsome guy, his whole face didn't have any prominent features.

But now, these eyes were increasingly having the feeling of the finishing touch.

When people saw him for the first time, the first thing they would remember would be his eyes.

When taking the elevator down, Tang Song took the time to open the system interface to check his personal information.

【Player: Tang Song (76 Charm)】

【Role: Songmei Apparel - President】

【Height: 184CM, Weight: 80KG】

【Physique: 75, Stamina: 78, Agility: 71, Comprehension: 83】

【Asset Status:】

Balance: 97 million yuan (Investment fund 504.5 million yuan)

The further improvement in appearance, coupled with the binding of the third partner, allowed his charm score to successfully reach 76.

Besides this, his basic attributes also had slight improvements.

However, because he purchased two cars in full, his balance had fallen below a small target.

Speaking of which, he hadn't withdrawn cash from the title 【The Popular Me】 for a long time.

And with the busyness of work, he also rarely operated his Douyin and Xiaohongshu accounts anymore.

Thinking of this, Tang Song's gaze flickered.

For him, there was actually another way to improve his charm value, and that was to increase his reputation and popularity.

And the increase in Xiaohongshu account followers might also trigger hidden rewards.

Perhaps he could operate it again later, but he would have to change his track.

After all, he had already finished his transformation.

"—" The car door was gently closed.

Tang Song leaned on the comfortable seat and said: "Go to Songmei Apparel."

"Okay." Liu Liu Jia Yi nodded neatly, and the Rolls-Royce Phantom started smoothly.

Looking at the heroic, cool, and A-level female driver in the driver's seat, Tang Song suddenly said: "Xiao Qi, I remember you are from the Northeast, right?"

Hearing his address, Liu Liu Jia Yi's left index finger jumped, and her tone was calm: "Yes, Tang Zong, I am from Liaoning Province."

Previously, the other party had called her "Old Seven" several times; compared to that, this "Xiao Qi" was still acceptable.

Tang Song's mouth lifted slightly: "This Friday afternoon, our Songmei Apparel is going to Wushan City for team building, which is next to your hometown. Do you want to go together?"

Hearing his invitation, Liu Liu Jia Yi's gaze flickered, and she nodded: "Okay, Tang Zong! Whether you are on a business trip or traveling,"

"you can call me."

Seeming to be afraid that Tang Song would misunderstand, she added in a low voice, "For your safety."

Looking at her three-dimensional, beautiful side profile, Tang Song smiled and said: "Okay, by the way, Xiao Qi, I have a matter I'm very curious about. How is your kung fu? Can you break a monument and crack a stone?"

Liu Liu Jia Yi's eyelid twitched: "No, but I have mastered professional fighting skills and self-defense techniques, possess rich emergency handling experience, and have a regular security team to cooperate with, which can ensure your safety in the vast majority of situations."

"Hehe, I'm joking, don't be so serious." Tang Song smiled, turned to start chatting with her about the topic of Sheng Tang Security.

As the most well-known overall security service provider in the country, Sheng Tang Security was also a group-type enterprise.

It had businesses such as security services, armed escort, and security engineering, and had established branches in major provinces and cities across the country.

And the team building place Wushan, which they were going to this time, also had its branch.

Liu Liu Jia Yi was a bodyguard arranged by Secretary Jin, and Tang Song naturally trusted her very much.

Inviting the other party to go together this time was actually also to ensure the safety of the entire team building process.

The car drove smoothly on Yuxiang Street.

When approaching the South Second Ring Road, the campus of Yancheng Normal University appeared in Tang Song's line of sight.

Tang Song suddenly said: "Drop me off at the south gate of the Normal University."

"Okay."

Looking at the familiar teacher's apartment in the distance, savoring the radish kimchi from the morning, Tang Song couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Actually, he had long wanted to visit the Normal University. On one hand, it was the "Hangcheng Yimai Technology Co., Ltd." that Jiang Yurong had mentioned before. He planned to start making contact after Huashang Apparel was busy, and he needed to go communicate the details with Jiang Yurong in advance.

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

No matter what, they had been together for so long, and for Qian Lele, he always held a special kind of affection.

This affection was not limited to between men and women, but also had some care of an older brother for a younger sister.

Facing Qian Lele, Tang Song couldn't bear to be a scumbag to her.

Deliberately keeping his distance during this time was actually also hoping that she could calm down and see if the budding emotions in her heart would naturally fade away.

Now it seemed that his approach might have been a bit excessive.

It had brought no small amount of hurt to this sensitive and inferior pure female college student.

After 4:00 PM.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom stopped slowly outside the south gate of the Normal University, instantly attracting the stopping and discussion of many people.

The car door opened, and as Tang Song walked out from inside, some female college students instantly blushed and their hearts beat fast, emitting uncontrollable low gasps.

High-end hard-soled leather shoes stepped on the cement ground, emitting a clear "da-da" sound.

On the autumn afternoon, the warm breeze lifted his hair tips and clothing corners, and with the surrounding environment, painted a beautiful picture.

"You—hello," a round-faced girl greeted him boldly, but upon coming into contact with Tang Song's crystal-clear eyes, she immediately shrank back, her face burning red.

Other girls, although eager to try, didn't have the courage in the end.

Until that handsome and tall figure disappeared from sight, they felt some regret.

Inside the campus.

The old teaching building with red brick walls, the modernized experimental center, the sculptural pieces hidden among the green trees—

Students in twos and threes were either rushing with books or sitting together discussing problems in low voices.

The entire campus was permeated with a quiet and vibrant atmosphere.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang Song couldn't help but recall the bits and pieces of his college days, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Although more than three years had passed, college was still fresh in his memory.

About ten minutes later, Tang Song walked into the teaching building of the Computer Department.

He took the elevator to the fourth floor.

Office doors were lined up on both sides of the corridor, and each door had a teacher's name and title label posted on it.

Tang Song quickly found the target room.

Room 412, 【Jiang Yurong - Associate Professor】.

"Dong dong dong—"

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

Tang Song pushed the door open and walked into the office.

Immediately after, he saw Jiang Yurong sitting behind the desk, staring intently at the computer screen.

She was wearing a beige knitted cardigan, with a white shirt inside, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, the whole person radiating an intellectual and elegant aura.

At this very moment, she was more in line with the female university professor in Tang Song's impression.

Hearing the footsteps, Jiang Yurong looked up, revealing a beautiful face.

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

She quickly stood up, her eyes full of surprise: "Tang Song! You're here?"

Tang Song raised his hand and smiled: "Hello, Professor Jiang, I'm not disturbing you, am I?"

"Of course not, you are welcome to come anytime!" Jiang Yurong's plump chest heaved, she subconsciously tidied her fluffy hair, and walked out from the desk, her plump and maturely beautiful figure revealed without doubt.

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

This Professor Jiang belonged to that kind of standard slightly chubby figure; the waist-to-hip ratio was not outstanding, there was even some fat on the lower abdomen, and her thighs were also fleshy, but she was just very womanly.

Perhaps this was the charm of a mature woman.

Their gazes met, and seeing Tang Song's crystal-clear, bright, and spirited eyes, Jiang Yurong's face turned slightly red,

and her heartbeat began to accelerate.

"Coming to find Professor Jiang this time is mainly for the financing of Yimai Technology." Tang Song's tone was gentle and carried a bit of seriousness.

"You sit down first, I just happened to want to introduce the latest situation to you." Jiang Yurong closed the office door casually and signaled for Tang Song to sit in the chair on the side.

Then she 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, the hospitality is poor, don't mind."

Jiang Yurong said as she handed the cup over, her fingertips inadvertently touching the back of Tang Song's hand.

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

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

Jiang Yurong pursed her lips and smiled, took a document from the cabinet, and handed it over: "This is the research report I organized, mainly about the internal situation of Yimai Technology; it should be helpful to you."

"Oh?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows, reached out to take it, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "So detailed?"

Jiang Yurong said proudly: "Mm, I specifically made a trip to Hangcheng, treated my classmate to a big meal, and spent a lot of effort to get the information."

Tang Song's expression was sincere: "Thank you, Professor Jiang."

Inside, besides the introduction of the founding team, there was also information on some core employees, as well as patent technology, etc.

It could be seen that Jiang Yurong was indeed very attentive.

Jiang Yurong pulled the chair and sat down, saying playfully: "Does this count as you owing me a favor?"

As the distance between the two closed, Tang Song could clearly smell the faint fragrance on her body, elegant but not lacking warmth, carrying the mature woman's charm precipitated by time.

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

"Then I'll take that seriously." Jiang Yurong revealed a charming and dignified smile, and used her lower leg to gently touch Tang Song: "Before, you called me 'Sister Yurong', why are you so distant now?"

Feeling her slightly teasing move, Tang Song's eyelid twitched, and his tone was light: "This is at school, after all, I still have to take care of Sister Yurong's majesty. In fact, I respect professors and scholars like you very much."

Hearing this, Jiang Yurong covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes flowing: "This time going to Hangcheng, I also used the guise of academic exchange to verify their large model. Are you interested? Do you want to hear about it?"

"I couldn't ask for more."

Jiang Yurong folded her hands on her thighs, leaned forward slightly, and began to introduce in a low voice.

As an associate professor in the Computer Department, Jiang Yurong's professional level naturally went without saying.

Initially becoming Jin Meixiao's assistant, she was also responsible for the internet and technology sectors.

If it wasn't because she couldn't endure hardship, then the person in charge of Meigou Technology might not be Li Chan now.

This was also the reason why she had been regretting until she slapped her thigh.

Quite a while passed.

Jiang Yurong stood up, picked up the mug, took a sip of tea, and asked with a smile: "Is there anything else you want to know? You just treat me as a consultant, free of charge."

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

Jiang Yurong was stunned: "Mm, their major indeed has a big class this afternoon, class ends at 5:40."

Tang Song raised his wrist to check the time; there were still about 20 minutes until class ended.

"Where is she having class? It's been a while since we met, I miss her quite a bit."

"In the big lecture hall on the east side of the 5th floor."

Tang Song stood up: "Thank you, Sister Yurong, then I'll go wait for her there, I'll invite you to dinner alone another day."

"Uh, okay, then I'll wait for your meal."

Looking at his departing back, Jiang Yurong's gaze became complex.

Approaching the end of class, the atmosphere in the lecture hall appeared relaxed and pleasant.

Many people gathered together, discussing in low voices where to eat later and where to play at night.

"Creak—" A female student who had just returned from the restroom sat in her seat, excitedly lowered her voice: "Classmates! Classmates! There is a super male god outside our classroom! He looked at me when he passed by just now, those eyes, my god! I feel like I'm going to have insomnia tonight!"

Hearing her exaggerated words, several familiar girls around quickly gathered around.

"Is he really that handsome? Is he from our school?"

"Could it be that freshman Wang Yanche?"

The female student continued to break the news mysteriously: "Wearing a suit, looks quite mature, doesn't look like a college student. Pfft, that figure is simply it, it made me want to drool."

"Is it that exaggerated?"

"Xiao Rong, where is he?"

"When I came, he was standing diagonally opposite the classroom door, you could see him at a glance, absolutely the most eye-catching one, just don't know if he's still there now."

"No way, I want to see for myself! I like handsome guys in suits the most!"

A girl stood up directly and slipped out under the guise of going to the restroom.

Immediately after, she never came back.

"What's going on with Linlin? I'll ask her on WeChat."

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, send her a message, see if the handsome guy is still there, let her take a photo, see if it's as exaggerated as Xiao Rong said."

After a while, a candid photo appeared in the small WeChat group.

In the picture was a boy standing by the window.

The straight suit outlined an excellent figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

He was holding a folder in his hand, confident and elegant, reading carefully with his head down.

Although you couldn't see the whole face, the superior eyebrows, clear jawline, and straight nose bridge still carried a thrilling charm.

Because of the light and angle, the picture wasn't clear, but this "half-hidden" effect was instead more atmospheric and mysterious.

Like a male lead walking out of a novel or manga, noble and handsome.

A circle of girls around, looking at this photo, their eyes shining.

"Simply my ideal type!"

"Is he still outside? I want to go see too!"

The discussion became noisy.

Shi Xueqi put her phone on the table, patted the two classmates in front, and said excitedly: "Lele,"

"Wenjia, do you want to see? The photo I just got."

They were having a big class in the lecture hall, with several majors together. There weren't many people from their major sitting here.

Qian Lele's movements paused, she shook her head gently, and continued to study with her head down; she had no interest in this.

Li Wenjia, who was wearing earphones, looked back and scanned, her eyes instantly shining: "Wow! Send it to my WeChat quickly!"

"Heard he's still outside the classroom now, class is ending soon, let's go take a few more looks later, hehe."

At 5:40 PM, the bell for the end of class rang.

Students packed their things and walked out of the classroom one after another.

Li Wenjia urged: "Let's go, Xueqi, what are you stunned for?"

"Wait for me, I'll touch up my makeup!" Shi Xueqi said while applying lipstick with a small mirror, and by the way, tidied her hairstyle.

Li Wenjia teased: "Narcissist, making it seem like you're really going to hit on him. Lele, let's go first, you don't have a part-time job tonight, right? Let's go to the cafeteria to eat together."

"Mm." Qian Lele nodded, put on her backpack, and stood up.

"Eh eh, wait for me, together!"

Seeing the two were about to leave, Shi Xueqi hurriedly finished applying lipstick, fiddled with her hair a few times, and hurriedly chased after them.

Following the crowd out of the classroom, Shi Xueqi and Li Wenjia couldn't help but slow down their pace, and like many others,

quietly cast their gaze toward the window.

"Too handsome, the temperament is really good!"

"Ah ah ah, he seems to be looking at us?"

"Eh, why is he walking toward us, I'm so panicked!"

The sound of footsteps approached gradually, the two bodies stiffened, they hurriedly closed their mouths, pretending to continue walking forward as if nothing had happened, but their hearts were beating like drums.

Sensing something wrong with the atmosphere, Qian Lele looked up in surprise.

Their gazes met, her heartbeat missed a beat, her footsteps stopped unconsciously, looking at that familiar figure, her mind went blank.

Shi Xueqi and Li Wenjia were stunned and stopped their footsteps.

Just as they wanted to say something, a clear and magnetic voice sounded: "Good afternoon, Lele."

Immediately after, the tall and straight figure appeared in front of the three, also gathering the gazes of many people around.

Shi Xueqi and Li Wenjia revealed surprised expressions, and at the same time looked at their classmate beside them.

"What's wrong? Don't recognize me anymore?" A handsome smile appeared on Tang Song's face, his gaze looking gently at the Cinderella in front of him.

Qian Lele bit her lip, making herself wake up quickly, her voice trembling: "Brother, why are you here?"

Tang Song smiled and ruffled her hair: "Came to see you, by the way, invite you to have dinner together, are you free?"

"Free, free." Qian Lele's expression was shy and—, but her gaze was bright and clear. ===== CHAPTER 472 =====