Chapter 474: The Him in 2016

1:00 PM.

Yunxi Building, Songmei Apparel, Finance Office.

Sun Youguang sat at his workstation, his expression focused and busy, the desk in front of him covered with various documents and receipts.

High-speed rail ticket confirmation, hotel advance payment invoices, bus rental agreements, insurance purchase lists—this was the first team-building activity since the founding of Songmei Apparel, and the company leadership attached great importance to it.

The first batch of employees to go was 45.

However, each employee could bring one family member, and the company provided accommodation, catering, and related expenses. Basically, as long as they made up a few hundred yuan for transportation and insurance, they could participate together.

Counting these family members, it totaled 64.

Calculating this way, the estimated total amount of the activity would exceed 200,000.

However, for Songmei Apparel today, it was still acceptable.

As a cost accountant, Sun Youguang knew best that the company's financial situation was very healthy now, with a net profit of 2.2 million yuan last month, mainly thanks to the big streamer He Yiyi.

Actually, if standing from his perspective, the company didn't need so many people at all now; maintaining existing business would probably be 40~50 people.

For example, departments like planning, operations, and supply chain were actually redundant.

There was also the newly formed Brand Department; the entire department had no output, and the brand 【HEYISTUDIO】 had just started.

However, he believed in the bosses' decisions very much; after all, for such a long time, President Tang had always been right.

He also believed incomparably that Songmei Apparel would once again usher in a big explosion, just like the last "Bei Yuwei incident."

After carefully calculating all the data and organizing the documents into categories to ensure there would be no problems.

Sun Youguang let out a long breath.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The phone screen lit up.

In the team-building WeChat group, a message popped out.

【HR - Zhang Ying: "Dear friends participating in team building, you can leave work early at 2 PM, remember to submit an outing application in OA, and sign in to gather at the high-speed rail station before 16:50. In addition, team-building culture shirts have been prepared for everyone, remember to come and collect them."】

Sun Youguang saved the computer file and stood up to walk out.

Many colleagues had already gathered in the activity area, surrounding each other in groups of three or five, excitedly discussing the upcoming team-building activity.

On the table were brand-new culture shirts, with white as the main tone, and the Songmei Apparel LOGO printed on the chest.

"Heard it's a sea-view room at the Shangri-La Hotel, must wake up early to watch the sunrise!"

"I'm looking forward to the seafood feast the most, saw online that seafood is particularly fat and delicious in this season."

"President Tang, you're here!"

"President Tang!"

Enthusiastic greetings rang out one after another.

Sun Youguang hurriedly turned around, looked at the approaching figure, and shouted enthusiastically: "President Tang!"

Immediately after, his shoulder was patted.

Tang Song asked in a relaxed tone: "Youguang, your girlfriend will also come for this team building, right?"

"Mm! Coming!" Sun Youguang nodded vigorously, a brilliant smile appearing on his face.

He and his girlfriend had been together for so many years, and they had never traveled to the seaside before.

Now both of them had stable jobs and also had hope of buying a house in Yancheng, so their moods were completely relaxed.

This trip was of great significance to their journey.

Soon, colleagues from the Human Resources and Administration Department began to verify the list and distribute culture shirts.

Tang Song collected the size suitable for himself and turned to walk out.

Walking out of the activity area, a golden light appeared in the corner of his vision.

Cheng Qiuqiu was standing quietly in the corner on the outside, her lips pressed tightly, her face indifferent, and a clear prompt floating above her head.

【Cultivating 72%】 (Not sprouted)

The progress was faster than he thought; it was estimated that it would sprout during the Wushan period.

Seeming to have sensed something, Cheng Qiuqiu looked over here.

Their gazes met, and she quickly lowered her head again.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows and turned back to the President's office.

Simply tidying up, he grabbed his briefcase and went downstairs.

Sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, Tang Song asked casually: "Xiao Qi, you've packed your luggage, right?"

Liu Liu Jia Yi replied: "In the trunk."

"Mm, come upstairs with me later, and then we'll take a taxi to the high-speed rail station."

"Okay, President Tang."

Soon, after the car was parked in the parking space of Yanjing Tiancheng.

Liu Liu Jia Yi took a black handbag from the trunk and followed Tang Song upstairs.

This was her first time walking into this large open-plan apartment, but no extra expression appeared on her face, just following closely behind Tang Song.

Seeing Liu Liu Jia Yi following him into the master bedroom, Tang Song's eyelid twitched: "You rest for a while, I'll pack my luggage."

"Okay." Liu Liu Jia Yi walked toward the bedroom rest area with big strides and sat down on the single sofa near the balcony.

Her posture was straight, her gaze sharp.

Tang Song didn't think much and stepped into the walk-in closet.

First, he tidied himself up in the bathroom, then took off the suit he was wearing.

Changed into casual pants, a team-building culture shirt, and put a loose shirt on the outside.

Looking at the sunny and handsome self in the mirror, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Going on vacation naturally should have the look of a vacation; this seaside trip was also a rare relaxation for him.

Checking the prepared change of clothes, razor, charger, and other items, confirming there were no problems, he put them into the suitcase one by one.

Immediately, Tang Song came to the corner, opened the safe, and took out 【Tang Song's Glasses】 from inside.

For these precious system props, he would keep them very carefully.

Immediately, his gaze fell on the bottom layer again.

He pulled out an exquisite photo frame from inside, with a photo placed inside.

This was obtained from the safe when he first came to this house.

At that time, Tang Song didn't get the complete memory of 2016 and had no impression of this photo.

Now, after comparing it in his memory, he easily judged that this was June 10, 2016, the day after the college entrance examination, the way Secretary Jin looked when he first saw her.

She was sitting in the corner of the coffee shop by the window, wearing a white silk shirt, a black half-skirt, hair in a ponytail, holding a copy of "The Interpretation of Dreams" in her hand.

Looking at the scene in the photo, the expression on Tang Song's face became gentle and relaxed.

In his impression, he didn't have the action of taking a camera or phone at the time.

It seemed it should be the system's doing, which could be considered recording the classic moment belonging to the two of them.

Staring at the photo for a while, Tang Song's gaze flickered.

Suddenly stood up and walked out.

Looking at Liu Liu Jia Yi who was still sitting there, he sat down opposite her without changing his expression: "Want to drink something?"

As he spoke, Tang Song casually placed the photo frame on the coffee table.

"No need, thank you." Liu Liu Jia Yi's gaze swept over the photo frame, her pupils trembled slightly, and a trace of uncontrollable emotion appeared on her face.

Tang Song's gaze flickered, and he began to chat with Liu Liu Jia Yi about her hometown Liaoning Province, as well as their destination Wushan.

Noticing her gaze looking at the photo from time to time, Tang Song finally got the answer he wanted.

Actually, he had guesses before, just didn't get confirmation.

Now it seemed that Liu Liu Jia Yi was also highly likely to be someone around Secretary Jin, and she must have seen him.

The two chatted for a while.

Liu Liu Jia Yi suddenly stood up, her voice low and soft: "President Tang, I'll help you tidy up the room."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"It's what I should do."

After Liu Liu Jia Yi finished speaking, she started to tidy up the bed, desk, and rest area.

Her movements were clean and neat, and she did things very seriously and meticulously.

Subsequently, under Tang Song's gaze, she placed the photo on the coffee table on the bedside table, with the photo facing the direction of the pillow.

Looking at her unusual behavior, a trace of doubt flashed in Tang Song's eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Zhuxi Residential Complex.

"Oh my mom, don't nag, everything is packed, it's all set!"

"Mm-hmm, arriving in Wushan at 8:30 tonight, but I'm staying in a hotel with colleagues, I'll find time to go home to see you guys."

"Ah?" Gao Mengting gasped in a low voice, her face instantly turning as red as a cooked shrimp: "What nonsense are you talking about! The one I'm staying with is a girl."

"You guys stop guessing randomly about this, I have my own plan for this matter, time is almost up, I won't talk to you anymore, hanging up!"

Hanging up the phone, Gao Mengting rubbed her burning cheeks and let out a long breath.

She had never told her parents about Tang Song.

They only knew there was such a partner helping her start a business in Yancheng, and didn't know the situation between the two.

The main reason was that Gao Mengting also wasn't sure what kind of relationship she and Tang Song had.

According to reason, the two had hugged and kissed, so it should be considered a normal couple relationship.

But Tang Song had never taken the initiative to mention it, let alone confess anything.

Gao Mengting was not a fool and had read many books about love and human nature, so she naturally knew that this matter was not quite normal.

However, she was addicted to the emotional fusion with Tang Song at the moment and also liked the state of being with him very much.

Even if the two couldn't walk together in the end, she wanted to love wholeheartedly once.

This was the deepest desire of her soul; even if there were many concerns, she could temporarily discard them.

It was just that everything he sometimes showed gave her a great sense of distance and illusion.

"Gentle and handsome partner, although I long to get your physical love, I long even more to get your soul love. It's just that I haven't felt it yet."

"I want to see a more real you, hope this Wushan team building can let us break the barriers between each other."

Gao Mengting muttered to herself while sitting on the bed, a troubled expression appearing on her face.

"Dong dong dong—" The knocking sound woke her from her thoughts.

"Senior, are you packed? Time is almost up, we should set off."

"Right away!" Gao Mengting took a deep breath, grabbed her suitcase, and pulled the door open.

Looking at the junior student standing at the door, a look of envy flashed in her eyes.

They were both wearing the company's custom culture shirts, and the gap between the D-cup and B-cup was instantly revealed.

Noticing Gao Mengting's gaze, Cheng Qiuqiu's face turned slightly red: "Senior, shall we go?"

"Mm, let's go." Gao Mengting smiled and hugged her arm.

Taking the elevator downstairs, walking out of the complex gate, they got directly into the taxi on the side of the road.

Outside the window, the bustling scene of the city retreated rapidly.

On the car radio, Su Yu's highly recognizable singing voice sounded at some point.

"BGM: Night color spreads, neon is shallow—you smile, like the moon hanging—"

Cheng Qiuqiu, sitting in the back row, revealed a shallow smile and followed along, humming lightly.

A song ended quickly.

The driver in the front row gave a thumbs up and praised: "Little girl, you sing really well, just like the original singer. Is this Su Yu's new song? Seems it's particularly popular, I hear it often."

Cheng Qiuqiu's smile grew bigger and bigger, her tone light: "Mm, the song title is "Sharing the Flowing Light," written, composed, and arranged by Su Yu herself—"

Immediately after, as if she had opened the floodgates, she began to chat with the driver about the content of this song.

Su Yu had created many songs in the past two years, but they were all of the sad type, which also reflected that her current state was not very happy.

This gentle and timeless love song was released, giving fans a huge surprise.

After chatting about the song, the car interior gradually returned to quiet.

Gao Mengting looked at the junior student beside her and suddenly said: "Qiuqiu, I found that you not only sing like Su Yu, but actually your figure and appearance are also a bit like her."

Speaking of figure alone, this junior student was really one of the best among the people she knew, even Shen Yu Yan from Yancheng University of Technology couldn't compare to her.

170 cm height, 58 kg weight, D-cup, waist-to-hip ratio of about 0.7.

Curvy with long legs, excellent proportions, standard manga figure.

She was indeed a bit like the big star Su Yu.

"Listen—" Cheng Qiuqiu bit her lip and said in a low voice: "Thank you for the compliment, Senior."

When others praised her appearance directly, she didn't have any feeling, but if they said she was like Su Yu, that was the highest praise for her.

Gao Mengting smiled and patted her leg, teasing: "Maybe our company will grow bigger and stronger in the future and can invite Su Yu to be the spokesperson, then I'll let you go do the reception."

Hearing this, Cheng Qiuqiu's eyes lit up, and she seemed to really start imagining that scene, and her heartbeat began to accelerate.

After quite a while, she licked her slightly dry lips, turned around and asked: "Senior, do you have any idols you worship?"

Gao Mengting blinked: "I don't have much feeling for stars, if I really have to say an idol, there is indeed one."

"Who?" Cheng Qiuqiu looked at her curiously. Gao Mengting pursed her lips and smiled, saying word by word: "Jin, Mei, Xiao."

Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned, and only then reacted: "So it's Director Jin, she is indeed a very remarkable person."

Gao Mengting exclaimed: "Yes, she should be the idol of many women, among my classmates, many people worship her."

North Cheng Qiuqiu touched the senior's arm, her expression serious and encouraging: "If Songmei Apparel can go public in the future, maybe Senior will also have a chance to see her idol."

Gao Mengting smiled twice, and a look of longing flashed in her eyes.

The car stopped steadily, and the driver reminded: "Two beauties, the destination has arrived."

"Alright, thank you."

Gao Mengting took out her phone to scan the code to pay the fare, then took their respective luggage with Cheng Qiuqiu from the trunk, and walked toward the waiting hall along the crowd.

Soon, they gathered with other employees of the company.

Everyone gathered together, chatting and laughing.

The entire waiting hall was filled with a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

After a few minutes, two more colleagues reported in one after another.

Suddenly, a female colleague pointed toward the entrance, her eyes shining and shouted: "I see our President Tang! Ah! So handsome!"

As her voice fell, everyone's gaze cast toward that side.

Tang Song, wearing a casual shirt, had a slender and straight figure, his pace was steady and calm, and a fresh vitality permeated his clear eyes.

Looking youthful and high-spirited, full of vigor.

Cheng Qiuqiu's heart surged with a strange feeling, and she couldn't help but recall Tang Song when they were cycling in the ancient city before.

"Eh, the young lady behind President Tang is also so handsome!"

"Wow, it's the type I like!"

Hearing these discussions, Cheng Qiuqiu also couldn't help but turn her gaze to that girl.

She was very tall, her posture straight and vigorous, and her skin presented a healthy wheat color.

The clean and neat lines of her bare face had a kind of indescribable neutral beauty, her eyes were sharp and bright, as if they could penetrate people's hearts.

Wearing a simple women's suit, there were no accessories on her body.

Her black and shiny long hair was tied into a ponytail with a black hair tie, looking like she was not to be trifled with.

One of her hands was carrying a black handbag, her steps were heroic, and she was full of charm.

Not only the boys, but several girls who were staring at their own boss and drooling also cast their gazes toward that big beauty who was full of attack power.

It was really that this type of girl was too rare in reality.

As the two approached, the colleagues who were discussing heatedly gradually quieted down.

They finally realized that President Tang seemed to have come with

They finally realized that Tang Zong seemed to have arrived together with this young lady.

Immediately after, many people's gazes quietly shifted toward Gao Mengting, who was standing in the crowd.

Although the company had never publicly confirmed anything, everyone knew in their hearts that the relationship between these two bosses was extraordinary.

However, now Tang Zong had actually brought a beautiful stranger to join the team-building trip—this was simply a living Shura field!

Cheng Qiuqiu's heart tightened, and a flash of dark emotion crossed her eyes.

Gao Mengting took a deep breath, trying hard to maintain a calm expression and a smile on her face, though her heart was a whirlwind of mixed feelings.

Even though she had long had some guesses and preparations, she never expected Tang Song to be so "blatant."

The footsteps stopped in front of everyone.

Liu Liu Jia Yi stood quietly behind Tang Song to the side, a composed and calm expression on her face, not feeling the slightest bit uncomfortable under the gaze of the crowd.

"Tang Zong!" "Tang Zong!"

Tang Song raised his hand and waved, his gaze sweeping over the crowd before finally landing on the exquisitely made-up Gao Mengting and Cheng Qiuqiu beside her, a gentle smile rising at the corners of his mouth.

Just a moment ago, his peripheral vision caught the progress bar above Cheng Qiuqiu's head quietly increasing by 1%; this girl's heart was truly "dark."

Gao Mengting bit her lip and said softly, "Tang Zong, you're here."

Tang Song nodded, his body shifting slightly to the side, and he introduced with a smile, "This is my driver, Liu Liu Jia Yi; she will also be joining us for the team-building trip this time."

Because it was a last-minute invitation and the company's tickets and rooms were already booked, he hadn't mentioned it to Human Resources.

Moreover, Liu Liu Jia Yi had her own booking channels, and her efficiency was far faster than the company's.

Hearing this, everyone was stunned for a moment, their faces showing surprise and astonishment.

A beauty of this level was actually a driver?

The corner of Gao Mengting's eye twitched slightly, and she put on a big smile, saying enthusiastically, "Welcome, Liu Jia Yi!"

"Welcome, beautiful sister!"

The surrounding colleagues reacted and immediately burst into a round of enthusiastic cheers, the atmosphere becoming lively and active once again.

"Thank you." Liu Liu Jia Yi nodded slightly, not showing much expression.

5:20 PM.

The high-speed train slowly started moving.

Liu Liu Jia Yi sat behind Tang Song to the side, her gaze looking straight toward the north, a deep sense of longing flashing in her eyes.

Jin Dongshi should have arrived in Yancheng by now. The sky gradually darkened, the lights came on, and the neon and streetlights illuminated the streets as if in a dream.

The lights illuminated the street, and the Maybach with Imperial Capital license plates slowly drove into the underground parking garage of Yanjing Huating.

"Click—" The car door sounded softly, and Lin Tiantian quickly walked to the back row and respectfully opened the door.

A pair of long, beautiful legs wrapped in sheer stockings elegantly stepped out.

The high heels stepped onto the asphalt ground, making a crisp sound.

Immediately after, a sexy and noble figure walked out of the car, with a slender waist and straight shoulders.

The dimly lit parking garage seemed to brighten up instantly.

"Tap, tap, tap—"

The sound of the heels hitting the ground was as precise as a metronome; every step seemed measured, unhurried yet carrying an invisible sense of oppression.

The staff on duty in the lobby stood up straight involuntarily, their gazes following her back as she disappeared into the elevator.

The "20" floor button lit up, and the mirror inside the elevator reflected her tall and straight figure.

Jin Mi Shu lowered her eyes slightly, her slender fingers gently brushing a strand of brown hair by her ear, her eyes deep and complex.

With a "ding," the heavy metal door slowly opened.

She walked along the wide, bright hallway to the door.

She reached out her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly, but she quickly returned to calm.

She gripped the door handle, "Click, click—" the smart lock unlocked instantly, the brown armored door was gently pulled open, and she walked into the large open-plan apartment.

Lin Tiantian closed the door and stood quietly at the entrance, not disturbing her further.

She stood in the center of the living room.

Jin Mi Shu's gaze swept over the traces of life everywhere, and a smile finally appeared on her face.

She casually straightened the throw pillow on the sofa and closed the book on the coffee table.

Jin Mi Shu began to wander around the large open-plan apartment, her footsteps gradually becoming light and composed.

She stopped from time to time in certain places, observing silently and reaching out to touch things.

It was as if she were trying to piece together a complete version of him through these details.

Pushing open the door to the master bedroom, Jin Mi Shu paused at the entrance for a moment before walking in.

The room was tidy and orderly, but one could feel the breath of life everywhere.

She came to the walk-in closet.

Her fingers slid over the neatly arranged clothes, finally landing on a shirt on the inside that hadn't been put away.

She picked it up, held it close to her nose, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

After a while.

She carefully folded the shirt, along with the somewhat messy suit next to it, and put them away.

Walking out of the closet, she came to the bedside and gently stroked the soft quilt and pillows.

Then, her gaze fell on the photo frame on the nightstand, and her footsteps stopped involuntarily.

She picked up the photo frame, her fingertips lightly touching the glass surface, and her eyes gradually lost focus.

In this world, no one cared more about this past than she did.

And no one could be more stunning than he was in 2016.

"Tang Song, Tang Song," she whispered.