Chapter 497: [Private Assistant's First Experience with the Black Card]

September 29, 2023, Friday, Mid-Autumn Festival.

6:00 AM, the sky just brightened.

Tang Song woke up from his sleep, looked at Wen Ruan who was still fast asleep beside him, and couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth.

The phone screen lit up, the bank card arrival information came, and Tang Song's mood instantly became even better.

Because they were at Wen Ruan's house last night, with her parents in the next room, Wen Ruan was actually suppressing herself.

Every time she wanted to scream, she would bite her fingers, trying hard to endure. While saying "go away," her body was still consciously catering.

That kind of stimulation and sense of conquest truly made one's heart surge.

Tang Song got out of bed lightly, put on his clothes,

picked up his phone to check, and there were already several unread messages, all Mid-Autumn Festival blessings.

Among them were also Yao Lingling, Shen Yu Yan, and Qian Lele, all of which were very long.

Tang Song replied with a smile, and then sent blessing messages to all his wings.

Just about to put away the phone.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—" A message popped up.

【Cheng Qiuqiu: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."】

Looking at the time, Tang Song's eye corners raised, and he chatted with this "inner darkness" female designer for a few sentences.

He could feel that ever since experiencing the last dream, Qiuqiu had a special sense of reliance and obedience toward him.

It was a bit different from love, quite strange.

Could it be the illusion she produced from him playing the role of an old father in the dream to comfort her?

Tang Song shook his head, put away the phone, and walked out of the bedroom.

The bright light in the living room made him squint.

Immediately after, he saw Qian Guixiang tidying up things in the living room.

"Good morning, Aunt, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" Qian Guixiang wiped her hands with a rag and walked over quickly, full of concern: "Woke up so early, why not sleep a bit more? Are you hungry? Ruanruan's dad likes to go for a walk in the morning, bought some fried dough sticks,"

"steamed buns, and I cooked millet porridge."

"Thank you, Uncle and Aunt, I'm used to waking up early, then I'll eat a bit at home."

Soon, Tang Song was pulled to sit down.

The dining table was set with steaming millet porridge, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, pickles, and salted duck eggs. Qian Guixiang was handing him chopsticks, spoons, and helping him peel the duck egg, caring about his health one after another.

This attitude was simply closer than a biological son.

After all, the big sister was a fitness enthusiast weighing over 130 pounds; when she went crazy, even if she endured, there was still a lot of movement.

By the time he was almost finished eating.

Qian Guixiang couldn't help but mention that her health was very good now, and she had signed up for a maternal and infant care training class, intending to learn systematically.

The implication was self-evident.

Tang Song felt a bit embarrassed listening to this.

Of course, mainly because he could feel that Qian Guixiang and her husband absolutely heard the movement of the two last night.

This was already waiting for the two to bloom and bear fruit.

Returning to the bedroom, Tang Song happened to meet a pair of charming, lazy, half-open, half-closed eyes.

A bright smile appeared on his face, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhuangzhuang."

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Wen Ruan was still carrying the drowsiness of relaxation, kicking out a strong and full long leg, pressing it on the quilt.

Thick brown long hair draped over the exposed skin, looking exceptionally gorgeous.

Tang Song came to the bed, helped her cover with a thin quilt, kissed her hair, and gently held her peach buttocks.

"I'm leaving, going back to pack my luggage, I have to go back to my hometown for lunch at noon."

"Ouch—" Wen Ruan twisted her butt, pushed him with her thigh, "Go, go, hurry up and leave, don't disturb my sleep, you're truly a monster, Mr. Jin actually said I—"

Her voice became more and more slurred as she went on, lying on the pillow, lazy.

"Bye, see you after the holiday."

Tang Song's fingers slid across her full long legs, and he got up and walked out.

The sound of the door closing rang out, followed by the sound of farewell, and the sound of Qian Guixiang sending him into the elevator.

Wen Ruan opened her eyes, sat up, and yawned.

Casually putting on a nightdress, she walked out of the bedroom in slippers.

After greeting her mother, Wen Ruan walked to the balcony on her own.

The morning chill rushed toward her, but she seemed not to notice,

opening the window, her gaze looking downstairs, unblinking.

After a night of wind blowing, many sycamore leaves had fallen on the ground.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared on the asphalt road.

Although the distance was very far, Wen Ruan felt he was right before her eyes.

He was enveloped in clear and bright morning light, his steps light and dashing.

Occasionally he would kick a fallen leaf or stone on the ground, and seeing the stone didn't hit the target, he would chase after it and add a kick.

Wen Ruan tilted her head, watching and watching, laughing to herself, shaking like a flower.

His figure eventually disappeared at the corner, unable to be seen.

"Be safe." Wen Ruan muttered, closed the window, and continued to go to the bedroom to catch up on sleep.

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove into B1 of Yanjing Tiancheng.

"Qingning, I've arrived, hanging up first, let's chat later."

"Bye."

Hanging up the video voice call with Liu Qingning, Tang Song put his phone back in his pocket, his gaze moving slightly.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Qingning didn't plan to return to Quancheng.

One was that Qingning Technology hadn't stabilized yet, the other was that her parents would go to Shenzhen to reunite with her in these two days.

Naturally, she didn't hide from her parents the fact that she cashed out and left her original company.

Therefore, her family was very worried about her current situation.

Letting her parents go this time was also to let them feel at ease, and by the way, personally see their daughter's new life.

Thinking of Liu Qingning's mother, there was always some fluctuation in his heart.

After all, the reason he left the Imperial Capital so decisively at the beginning was also influenced by those words from Liu Qingning's mother.

This was probably also the reason why the white moonlight didn't let him come to Shenzhen.

Getting out of the car, Tang Song looked at Liu Liu Jia Yi standing beside him, gently patted her straight back, and smiled lightly: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Little Seven. I'll give you a few days off, you can go around, or go back home."

Liu Liu Jia Yi subconsciously wanted to dodge, but still endured it, "Thank you Mr. Tang, I will stay in Yancheng, if you need me, contact me anytime."

"Mm, alright." Tang Song nodded and waved goodbye.

As expected of the person arranged by Secretary Jin to protect him.

This female bodyguard was truly dedicated, never having taken a day off since she started serving him, 24

hours online, on call.

Of course, what was more critical was that she was pleasing to the eye, and seeing her every day made him feel smooth.

Returning to the large apartment, Tang Song began to pack without stopping.

Leaving for nearly ten days this time, the itinerary was tight, not only having to return to Jingxian to accompany his parents for the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also having to find time to go to the Magic City to handle several important matters.

Naturally, he had to bring more clothes to meet the needs of different occasions.

Plus some essential daily necessities, the suitcase was soon filled.

The gifts for his parents were prepared yesterday, roughly the same as those for Wen Ruan's parents.

A box of exquisite mooncakes, two cans of premium tea, a set of gold jewelry, and various health products.

The difference was that this portion he brought back was paid for by the big sister, and the other party specifically emphasized that this was bought with her salary.

Confirming everything was correct, Tang Song stuffed the things into the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz S-Class one by one.

Sitting in the driver's seat, adjusting the seat, Tang Song drove the car out of Yanjing Tiancheng, merging into the congested traffic of Yancheng.

The sky of Yancheng in autumn was clear and blue, the sun was bright, and the sycamore trees on the side of the road swayed with the wind.

Tang Song casually turned on the car audio.

Su Yu's pleasant singing echoed in the car.

The car gradually drove away from the city, the road became spacious, and the scenery became more and more open.

"Ding-dong—" A WeChat message popped up.

【Qian Qian: "Brother Song, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, also wish Uncle and Aunt good health and everything goes well!"】

Seeing the blessings sent by Zhao Yaqian, Tang Song lifted the corners of his mouth, couldn't help but miss his beautician friend Qian Qian, who had left Yancheng two days ago and returned to her hometown with her aunt.

Decheng, Xinggu County.

Oasis Home Residential Area was located in the old city, with a history of nearly 27 years.

This was a typical old-fashioned staff residential area, developed by the local government in the early days, mainly sold to employees.

Due to the long age of the house, the internal supporting facilities and environment appeared old and ordinary.

The white Mercedes-Benz G63 slowly drove into the residential area and parked steadily downstairs at Building 1.

The sound of heavy car doors closing rang out one after another, breaking the silence in the residential area.

"Qian Qian, why did you think of bringing me here?" Yu Wenlan carried a designer bag on her arm, a look of awkwardness on her face.

Although her dress and makeup were much more exquisite than before, there was a lot of anxiety hidden in her eyes.

More than a year ago, because of "brushing orders for rebates," she was cheated out of 900,000 yuan.

Not only did it empty the family's savings, but it also burdened her with heavy debts.

Besides loans, most of it was borrowed from relatives and friends.

In order to pay off the debts, besides savings, she also sold the house they had lived in for more than twenty years.

Zhao Yaqian grew up here since she was little, and had deep feelings for that house.

Since the house was sold, she had almost never returned to this residential area.

Yu Wenlan had always felt guilty and self-blaming about this in her heart.

Zhao Yaqian locked the car door and looked up at the familiar balcony on the 4th floor.

After a long while, she took a deep breath and said: "Let's go, Mom, let's go up."

"Ah?" Yu Wenlan was stunned for a moment, the corners of her mouth trembling slightly, "The house was sold long ago, people are already living inside..."

"Hurry up, let's talk when we get up." Zhao Yaqian didn't explain much, directly pulling her mother's arm and walking inside.

The mottled walls, the dim lights in the stairwell, the sound of the neighbor's TV—these were exceptionally familiar to her.

"Here!" Zhao Yaqian stopped in front of the door of 403.

The familiar door number, as well as the familiar security door, made her gaze dazed for a moment.

"Qian Qian, what do you mean?" Yu Wenlan followed behind, her steps hesitant and nervous.

Zhao Yaqian turned to look at her mother, "Come in, Mom, I have something to tell you."

After saying that, she took a key out of her bag and inserted it into the lock.

With a light "click," the door slowly opened, and what came into view was a slightly old but clean space.

Yu Wenlan stood at the door, her fingers trembling slightly, looking blankly at her daughter, "What—what's going on?"

Zhao Yaqian stepped into the center of the small living room, opened her arms, and said full of happiness: "That's right, this house is back."

"Ah!!" A somewhat harsh scream rang out, Yu Wenlan walked into the house trembling, unable to believe it: "You redeemed it? How much money?"

"220,000."

"Too expensive! It only sold for 190,000 back then, and housing prices have been falling for two years! Is it the money from your boyfriend Little Tang again?" Yu Wenlan said, her fingers unable to help rubbing the wall, her eyes flashing with a strange light.

Her daughter returning home this time truly gave her a huge surprise.

Not only driving her boyfriend's Mercedes, earning enough face among relatives and neighbors, but also bringing back expensive gifts, such as the bag in her hand now.

And listening to her younger sister Yu Wen, Qian Qian's boyfriend was especially good to her, helping her pay off a lot of debts.

How much exactly, Zhao Yaqian didn't say, and Yu Wenlan and her husband were too embarrassed to ask.

Being poor makes one feel inferior; the huge debts their family owed ended up being paid by their daughter's new boyfriend, which was a bit unreasonable.

"It was his money." Zhao Yaqian pursed her lips, trying hard to control her expression, "Mom, close the door, I have something to tell you."

"Oh, oh, alright!" Yu Wenlan wiped her face, closed the main door, and sat on the sofa with her daughter.

Zhao Yaqian put down her bag, her expression serious: "Mom, that 620,000 debt of yours, I've already helped you pay off 150,000, Aunt's 100,000, Aunt Zhao's 30,000, Aunt's 20,000, all were Tang Song's money."

"This—" Yu Wenlan rubbed her hands nervously, "I really don't know how to thank him, he's too good to you."

The debts paid plus the money for the house, it all added up to nearly 400,000, which was an astronomical figure for her.

"Tang Song is indeed very good to me, as good as he can be." Zhao Yaqian took a green book out of her bag and handed it to her mother.

"This is? Motor vehicle registration certificate? What car?"

"You open it and see."

Yu Wenlan unfolded it cautiously, her gaze sweeping over the information on it, and her whole body instantly froze.

Dumbfounded, her chest heaving rapidly, as if breathing had become difficult.

"This—this—Mercedes—yours?"

Her voice trembled so much she could barely speak, her fingers tightly clutching the little green book, as if afraid it would suddenly disappear.

Her daughter driving the Mercedes G-Class back home this time, she naturally heard from others, a luxury car worth nearly three million.

However, Qian Qian had always told outsiders that this was her boyfriend's car, and knowing she was coming back, he specifically lent it to her to drive.

But looking at the words "Motor vehicle owner: Zhao Yaqian" clearly on the green book, a torpedo seemed to explode in her head.

Zhao Yaqian said frankly: "This is the car Tang Song gave me, he gave it to me just a few days ago."

"My God!" Yu Wenlan repeated this sentence over and over, her face turning red, her hands trembling slightly.

A three-million-yuan luxury car, actually given to her daughter just like that?

This kind of thing, she didn't even dare to dream about it!

"Slap—"

Yu Wenlan slapped her thigh hard, the clear pain reminding her that it really wasn't a dream. After her mother calmed down slightly, Zhao Yaqian continued: "Mom, the remaining 450,000 in debt, he will also help us pay it off during this period."

Yu Wenlan widened her eyes, looking at her daughter in disbelief: "You say—how come he treats you so well?"

"This—"

Zhao Yaqian bit her lip, her tone calm but carrying a hint of heaviness: "You should understand, everything has a price."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Yu Wenlan was stunned, her eyes filled with a bit of anxiety and confusion.

Zhao Yaqian took a deep breath, looking straight at her mother: "Tang Song helping me solve these things, giving me the car,"

"I definitely have to pay something. I'll be with him for the rest of my life, whether he marries me or not, you are not allowed to cause him trouble!"

Yu Wenlan finally understood something, her eyes wide: "You—aren't you being kept?"

"So what if I am?" Zhao Yaqian's voice suddenly rose, "With our family's situation, how could I possibly find a normal boyfriend? Why would someone like Tang Song take a fancy to me? And why would he help our family solve the debt problem? Why would he give me so much money?"

Yu Wenlan pursed her lips, speechless.

She was never a smart woman; facing her daughter's such straightforward analysis, she could only sit there blankly, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

There was heartache, guilt, and hidden fear.

After a long silence.

Yu Wenlan's voice trembled, "Qian Qian, it's Mom who let you down, really let you down, if it weren't for me being cheated out of that money, you wouldn't—"

"Alright, things have already passed." Zhao Yaqian interrupted her mother, "Let's agree first, you are not allowed to tell anyone about these things of mine. If Tang Song is unhappy, the consequences will be very serious, he is a very powerful big boss, more powerful than anyone you've heard of."

Yu Wenlan lowered her head, "I—I know."

Chatting with her mother for a while, seeing her emotions gradually calm down.

Zhao Yaqian stood up and strolled around in this familiar small two-bedroom apartment.

This house carried all her memories from birth to high school, how could she not have feelings for it?

As early as a month ago, she contacted a local intermediary, entrusting the other party to contact the current owner.

This return of the intermediary was also for this matter.

And the showdown with her mother was also a plan she had prepared for a long time.

If it were the status of a girlfriend, with her mother's personality, she might get carried away in the future, wanting to get more.

Stating it clearly in advance could both avoid family members coming to make trouble in the future, and establish a high-and-mighty status for Tang Song, saving her a lot of trouble.

Standing on the familiar balcony, looking at the blue sky, Zhao Yaqian felt unprecedented peace and clarity in her heart.

"Dear programmer boyfriend, I will improve bit by bit, letting you see a better me."

Quancheng, Yunjingtai Residential Area.

After dinner, Tang Song took his parents to the mall to buy two sets of clothes, and chatted for a long time after returning home.

Only then did he return to the bedroom slowly.

Although it was a secondary bedroom, it was over 20 square meters, with an independent bathroom, modern and comfortable renovation, and some of his old things had been moved over, neatly placed.

Although there was a slight sense of strangeness to the new home, with his parents there, his heart was always at peace.

Lying on the soft bed, Tang Song stretched comfortably.

While flipping through the books he bought in high school, he chatted with his wings.

10:00 PM.

Turning off the lights, Tang Song was just about to put away his phone when his heart suddenly moved.

Today was Friday, and it was also the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Hesitating for a moment, he opened QQ and switched to his small account.

Immediately after, an unread message popped up.

It was received two hours ago, very fresh.

It was still a photo share, but this time it was written on rice paper with a brush, then photographed.

Tang Song:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

At this moment, the moon in Yangcheng is hanging in the window frame of my rental apartment, like a silver coin worn old.

Orange is exceptionally quiet today, curled up on the coarse cloth cushion I just bought (supermarket discount, you are very soft).

It's fatter, feeling like a warm cloud.

The neon lights of Zhujiang New Town dye the clouds rose-red, reminding me of the crayons you brought to school in the second year of junior high,

the colors seem to be the same.

I think, if you happen to look up tonight, perhaps we will see the same piece of moonlight.

Wish you peace and health year after year.

Zheyan, Mid-Autumn Night of the Gui-Mao Year, in Yangcheng (Orange's paw print left behind: 000)

Her brush calligraphy was very good, it could be seen that she had practiced it with heart.

In the lower right corner of the rice paper, there was also a cute cat paw.

Tang Song got up and came to the window, pulling the curtains open a crack, looking at the full moon hanging high in the deep night sky,

his gaze dazed.

September 30, 2023, Saturday.

9:00 AM.

"The 'Snow Night First Mist' crew is very efficient, they passed it the second day after we submitted the application, and even sent a special person to dock, opening a green light."

"Equipment debugging is complete, the crew has also coordinated, and the live-streaming process is going according to the highest specifications. Mr. Tang, just wait to see the trending search!"

"Are you nervous? This time you can meet quite a few stars."

"Mr. Tang, rest assured, what big scene have I, He Yiyi, not seen? Who has a bigger wrist than you, Mr. Tang?"

In the video conference, He Yiyi and Gao Mengting and others far away in Wushan were all smiles, their emotions tight and excited.

Currently, the "operations team" team-building in Wushan was all on the field, preparing for this live stream destined to be a big hit.

From initially focusing on the clothing field to now expanding to daily life, travel, and other content.

The IP "He Yiyi" had gradually matured and established a unique brand image.

This time was the best opportunity to showcase it, and it would also greatly reduce the difficulty of clothing brand promotion later.

The meeting ended, Tang Song closed the computer.

Just stood up, a crisp system notification sound rang in his ears.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player, 【Partner-Lin Empress Mu Xue】 cultivation plan task 1 【Completing Shortcomings】 has been completed."

"【Partner-Lin Empress Mu Xue】 growth progress +5%."

"【Partner-Lin Empress Mu Xue】 obtained 【Co-branded Credit Black Card*1】."

Tang Song's movements paused, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

He originally thought that Seeing Xiao Xue's enrollment would be very complicated, something like "resource exchange," "donation + academic cooperation," sounded very troublesome.

Didn't expect it to be so fast!

Quickly opening the system interface, checking the reward details.

【Co-branded Credit Black Card】: Custom-made by The Bank of New York Kate and Visa

Infinite Black, specifically designed for private assistants 【Note 1: Please enter the mailing address, delivery time, and it will be delivered by a professional security company】

【Note 2: This black card comes with a challenge task】

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, didn't expect this card to be bound to a challenge task.

Selecting 【Co-branded Credit Black Card】, he entered the information with his mind.

According to his experience, the delivery of such high-end items was usually handled by Shengtang Security, with extremely high efficiency,

arriving as fast as the same day.

However, Seeing Xiao Xue and her best friend Xu Ning were vacationing in a resort in the suburbs of Yancheng for these two days, and would only return to the apartment tomorrow.

Regarding this card, he hadn't told her about it until now.

He knew Lin Empress Mu Xue's personality too well; this kind of top-tier credit card customized by a private bank was a nuclear-level surprise for her, and telling her in advance would instead lack the effect.

Clicking confirm.

【Information confirmed, the credit card will be delivered to "Lin Empress Mu Xue" on time on October 1, 2023】

Almost at the same instant, a new notification sound rang:

"Ding! You have triggered the challenge task 【Private Assistant's First Experience with the Black Card】, please go to the task center to view it."

【Task content: Private assistant Lin Empress Mu Xue, who received the black card, will control wealth beyond her cognition and ability for the first time. The stimulation of money will greatly touch her heart.

Within 12 hours of Lin Empress Mu Xue receiving the black card, her maximum controllable wealth amount will be judged based on her consumption frequency, amount, and motivation, thereby determining the credit limit she can obtain.

The higher the credit limit, the richer the rewards the player will receive】

【Task reward: Consumption gift pack】

【Note: The player is not allowed to guide or interfere with her decision-making】 ===== CHAPTER 498 =====

【Note: The player must not guide or interfere with her decision-making.】