Chapter 531: The Flapping Wings (Daily)

October 9, 2023, Monday, Sunny, 12~25°C.

In the early morning of autumn, the sky was not yet bright.

Yancheng Normal University was shrouded in a thin mist.

The biological clock woke Qian Lele up on time. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and sat up from the warm quilt.

The dormitory was pitch black.

Qian Lele fumbled at the head of the bed for a while and picked up her phone.

The faint screen light lit up, reflecting her bright face.

She changed her clothes lightly, got out of bed, put on the Adidas sneakers Ding Yao had given her, and walked out of the dormitory.

She ran toward the playground along the familiar route, the rhythmic sound of breathing and footsteps coming to her ears.

This was a habit she had developed when "living together" with Tang Song in the teacher's apartment, only now, that familiar figure no longer accompanied her in front.

The number of people on the playground track gradually increased.

Occasionally, one or two boys would appear by Qian Lele's side, chatting with her happily.

Qian Lele ran forward for a while longer, then simply turned away from the playground.

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A hint of distress welled up in her heart.

Since the start of the semester, because she couldn't set up a stall and bake anymore, with Tang Song's help, she became a part-time front-end developer for Weiguang Coffee.

This job was decent, easy, and related to her major, making her no longer as hard-working as before, and she also had more personal time.

Coupled with a small inner impulse, she began to dress herself up intentionally or unintentionally.

Skincare, hairstyles, and outfits were much brighter than before, naturally attracting many eyes in the school.

Situations like being hit on were not the first time they had happened.

It is worth mentioning that two days ago, her first part-time salary was issued.

In addition to the basic 2500 yuan, there was actually a 600 yuan phone and meal allowance. Hearing from HR, it was specifically ordered by Xie Zong.

Because there was no need to pay for social insurance and housing provident fund, the amount in hand was 3100 yuan, which was more than what her mother earned in her hometown.

This income greatly improved her life. After deducting the money sent home, she could also save a "considerable" small treasury.

Recently, she had begun to think about changing to a phone with better pixels.

Because she liked photography very much.

The sun gradually rose, and the early morning campus was quiet and peaceful.

The leaves were brushed by the cool morning breeze, making a rustling sound.

Qian Lele stepped on the fine fallen leaves, imagining a better and better life, a happy smile on her face.

After getting breakfast, Qian Lele carried the tray and walked toward the seat.

It was only past 6 o'clock, there were very few people in the cafeteria, and she saw a familiar figure at a glance.

Senior Wu Siqi from the same dormitory.

"Siqi, so early."

"Lele." Wu Siqi was eating an egg pancake, looking distressed: "No way, I have to go for an interview in a few days, I have to prepare well."

"Um, come on!"

"I really envy you, Lele, you have a stable job in your junior year. Weiguang Coffee is very awesome now. I often see your short videos on Douyin recently. It seems you are going to open branches in the Imperial Capital, Modu, and Shencheng."

Qian Lele paused and began to comfort and encourage this senior.

The current employment situation was not good, and the 5 people in the same dormitory as her mostly chose to take the postgraduate entrance exam or the civil service exam.

Because Wu Siqi's family situation was not very good, she hoped to find a reliable big company so she could stabilize after graduation.

The one she was going to interview for recently was "Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base Co., Ltd."

This was an enterprise that had just been established not long ago, but it had state-owned capital background and was very close to the school, attracting many senior students from Normal University.

Qian Lele sincerely wished this senior could pass the interview smoothly and start a new chapter in life.

After finishing breakfast, on the way back to the dormitory,

Wu Siqi asked curiously: "By the way, Lele, where is your boyfriend? I haven't seen you two dating during the October 1st holiday."

Qian Lele's face turned red, and she explained in a panic: "Not a boyfriend, it's—it's my brother."

"Oh~ oh~ I see, why hasn't your brother come to see you recently? When will you introduce him to us?"

"He—he is very busy."

Qian Lele pursed her lips, and her thoughts drifted away unknowingly.

Shengyuan Jiajing Community, townhouse villa.

The morning sun spilled into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Accompanied by the sound of a cat meowing, Wen Ruan slowly woke up from her sleep.

Sitting up, a head of brown long hair draped over her shoulders, carrying a bit of lazy and messy beauty.

Beside her, a fluffy ragdoll cat was lying there quietly, looking at her.

Wen Ruan lowered her head and glanced at this cute little guy, smiling dotingly: "Good morning, little Xiao Xueqiu."

"Meow~"

Wen Ruan couldn't help but have her love overflow, reached out to gently rub its soft ears, and went up to sniff it for a while.

One person and one cat played on the bed for a long time.

Wen Ruan picked up her phone, hugged her beloved pet "Xiao Xueqiu," and took a few photos.

Then she clicked on the pinned chat box, picked the most beautiful one, and shared it over.

She left a message: "Cat Xiao Xueqiu."

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

【Tang Song: "Hmm, Xiao Xueqiu is indeed very interesting."】

"Pfft—" Seeing this sentence, Wen Ruan couldn't help but laugh out loud, the laughter charming and magnetic, like a glass of mellow red wine.

She licked her lips, her eyes flowing, and replied: "Still fooling around with the tall mare in Modu? If you don't come back, I'll find someone else to help me take care of the kitten."

【Tang Song: "Zhuangzhuang, I think your skin is itching, right? You dare to say such things?"】

Wen Ruan's lips curled slightly, and she replied directly in a low and hoarse imperial sister voice: "What's there not to dare?"

Her voice was drawn out and slightly raised, appearing exceptionally charming.

【Tang Song: "Wait until I return to Yancheng, I'll teach you a lesson first!"】

Seeing that her "scheme had succeeded," Wen Ruan smiled triumphantly and continued: "I posted photos of the kitten in my Moments, and many people liked it, such as—Lingling, Qingqing, Xie Zong, oh right, and that assistant of yours, Seeing Xiao Xue, they should all like Xiao Xueqiu."

【Tang Song: "Emm, this can have, for example, Qingqing and Seeing Xiao Xue, they have a special fondness for kittens."】

Wen Ruan's lips curved even more severely.

She leaned back against the head of the bed slowly, hugged the ragdoll cat into her arms, and continued to chat while stroking it.

8 o'clock in the morning.

Wen Ruan put away her phone, washed up simply, and walked into the cloakroom.

Standing in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but examine her skin carefully again.

Since playing ball with Tang Song, her skin condition had become better and better, and even some small spots that existed before had quietly disappeared.

Now her skin condition had completely returned to the peak level of two years ago, and even her chest was more upright.

After being vain for a while, Wen Ruan changed into a well-tailored professional suit and went downstairs with great interest.

"Director Wen!" Administrative assistant Wang Dandan, who was waiting in the living room, stood up immediately.

Wen Ruan raised her eyebrows and smiled easily: "Good morning, Dandan, so early."

"I just arrived too, afraid of disturbing your rest, so I didn't notify you in advance," Wang Dandan explained with a smile.

Wen Ruan nodded, "Let's go, let's chat while eating."

"Okay."

In the dining room, the nanny aunt had already prepared a rich breakfast.

Bacon pancakes, fresh fruit salad, and steaming soy milk.

After the two sat down in the dining room.

After the two sat down, Wang Dandan unfolded the materials in her hand, placed them gently on the table, and reported clearly and logically: "This is all the information on the company you asked me to research. The electronic version has been sent to your WeChat and email. At 3:00 PM on Tuesday, there is a senior management meeting at the Yanbei Printing Factory; at 10:00 AM on Thursday, the new project launch meeting of Xingyun International Group requires your attendance—"

Wen Ruan listened to the assistant's report while flipping through the documents casually.

Now she had basically put down her work at Guangying Media and began to gradually take over the affairs of Xingyun International Group.

In order to successfully complete the handover, she naturally needed to produce some bright achievements.

And the direction she chose was the currently hot "AI."

This also included Liu Qingning's influence.

In fact, the chats between the two had never stopped.

Coupled with the fact that Tang Song had mentioned before that he intended to find some potential technology companies to invest in, this made her lock onto this enterprise co-founded by her university classmate.

Zhilian Future, a technology company focusing on "AI-driven e-commerce full-link intelligent marketing solutions," provides enterprises with one-stop services from user insight, content generation to precise delivery through multimodal AI technology and big data analysis.

Its core business is to help enterprises achieve efficient traffic conversion and brand growth, while reducing operating costs.

And as a leading enterprise in the domestic GG marketing field, Xingyun International Group naturally had to keep up with industry trends.

Investing in such a company with unicorn potential was undoubtedly an excellent choice.

More importantly, this could also deepen her connection with Tang Song and Liu Qingning, paving the way for the improvement of the relationship between the three. Thinking of this, Wen Ruan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

She really wasn't easy, carrying I don't know how many pots on her back, having to consider everything thoroughly before doing anything.

After drinking the last bit of soy milk, Wen Ruan casually picked up her phone and sent the company's information to Liu Qingning.

She left a message: "Qingning, what you told me before is very right, artificial intelligence is indeed a big trend. I plan to let Xingyun International Group start business in this area, and I have recently intended to invest in this company. If you have time, help me see if there is any problem with their technology."

Shencheng, Qingning Technology Building.

"Ding-dong—" A prompt sound rang out.

Liu Qingning, who was typing on the keyboard quickly, paused slightly and replied to Wen Ruan's message quickly.

Opening the electronic document sent by the other party, her long eyelashes trembled, and her gaze wandered on the screen.

In fact, she had already proposed the demand for developing "AI+GG marketing fusion application" within the company.

This was precisely to pave the way for future cooperation with Xingyun International Group.

In previous chats with Wen Ruan, she had intentionally or unintentionally instilled relevant concepts into the other party, trying to make her interested in this field.

She didn't expect Wen Ruan to directly propose intervening through investment.

Liu Qingning's lips curled slightly, thinking to herself: "This is also good."

She took so many detours just to contact Wen Ruan from multiple aspects and explore her character and conduct.

Of course, these were ultimately to convince her own heart.

Escaping could never solve the problem.

She knew she couldn't leave Tang Song, and facing a complex emotional situation, wanting to break her own bottom line and accept sharing him with other women.

Was undoubtedly an extremely difficult thing for Liu Qingning.

If she could become friends with Wen Ruan in the future and truly see the other party's excellence and kindness, perhaps the resistance in her heart would gradually dissipate.

She raised her eyes and looked at the bustling street scene of Shencheng outside the window, a hint of firmness in her gaze.

"Knock, knock, knock—" A knocking sound rang out.

"Please come in." Liu Qingning sat up straight.

Immediately after, the office door was pushed open, and a tall and beautiful figure walked in.

Liu Qingning hurriedly stood up, "Director Qin, you are here."

"No need to be so polite, just call me by my name or senior in private." Qin Yingxue's tone was intimate, and she stepped to her side.

As a board member of Qingning Technology and a senior who graduated from Imperial Capital University, Qin Yingxue had spent these two months,

getting along very well with Liu Qingning.

Liu Qingning paused and said: "Okay, Senior Sister Yingxue."

Qin Yingxue patted her shoulder, sat down beside her, and began to chat with her about recent work.

After a full half hour.

Qin Yingxue then stood up to say goodbye, and as she was leaving, she said casually: "By the way, Tang Zong seems to have gone to Modu for the holiday, right?"

"Um, yes, he is going to contact a company called Yimai Technology."

Qin Yingxue smiled, "I heard from a friend working at the Modu Film and Television Base that Tang Zong seems to have gone to Su Yu's crew, and even guest-starred in a role, hehe, quite interesting, I didn't expect Tang Zong to have such thoughts."

Liu Qingning's pupils contracted, but there was no big fluctuation on the surface, and she smiled: "Is that so, he didn't tell me about this, I'll ask him later."

"Ah? Tang Zong didn't tell you..." Qin Yingxue's face revealed a "panic" that was just right, and she hurriedly said: "Then maybe there is some misunderstanding, Qingning, I also heard this from others, don't tell Tang Zong that I told you, I'm afraid he will be angry with me."

"Um um, I know, Senior Sister Yingxue, don't worry."

Qin Yingxue's mouth opened, wanting to say something but stopping, then sighed and turned to leave.

Watching her back disappear.

The smile on Liu Qingning's face also disappeared, her eyes flickered, and her thoughts were low.

Tang Song, Modu, Su Yu.

He went to Modu—for Su Yu?

Immediately after, her temples began to throb, and the familiar pain struck without warning.

Liu Qingning let out a low hum, her breathing becoming rapid and intense.

Immediately, she hurriedly opened the drawer, took out the "Qingnang Gourd" Tang Song gave her, and placed it on her heart.

Yunxi Building, Songmei Apparel.

"Good morning, handsome guys and beautiful girls!" Yao Lingling's voice was crisp and full of vitality, instantly filling the entire office area with vigor.

"Morning, Lingling." "Morning!"

"Lingling, dressed so beautifully today, is there any good news?"

"No way, just basic operations."

Yao Lingling smiled and waved her hand, walked to her workstation, and put down her bag.

While chatting with colleagues, she quickly tidied up the desktop, her movements nimble and lively.

She brewed a cup of steaming coffee and sat down at the workstation by the window.

The city scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window was unobstructed, making people feel exceptionally comfortable.

A beautiful and busy day started from this moment.

After finishing the coffee, Yao Lingling came to the side of the brand department's workstation and asked with concern: "Yixuan, hasn't Qiuqiu come to the company yet?"

Sun Yixuan shook her head: "She came, I saw her drawing here before, maybe she is in Director Gao's office."

Another colleague sighed: "Qiuqiu has been like she was injected with chicken blood these two days, arriving at 7 o'clock every day and not leaving until after 10 o'clock at night."

"Hey, have you seen Qiuqiu's latest version of the visual identification system? It's super awesome!"

"It's really powerful, I heard the art consultant of Xingyun International Group highly approves of it, now just waiting for Tang Zong to come and make the final decision."

Immediately after, everyone began to discuss in low voices.

Yao Lingling listened for a while, feeling a little worried in her heart.

In the two days after the holiday, she has been at Huashang Apparel, docking with the design team there for the design work of the first batch of clothing. I really didn't expect Cheng Qiuqiu to be so desperate.

She would definitely persuade her later, work is important, but health is more important.

However, now that the "visual identification system" had results, Tang Zong would definitely be very happy.

Come to think of it, it was already the 9th. According to what the senior said before, he would return to Yancheng in these two days.

Thinking of this, Yao Lingling's mood became incomparably beautiful.

Her eyes blinked, and she walked toward the independent office area on the side with light steps.

The senior had no secretary, and no assistant.

Before he came to the company, she, the closest little junior sister, naturally had to tidy up his office in advance, and water the green plants by the way.

Arriving in front of the president's office door.

Arriving in front of the president's office door, Yao Lingling looked left and right, grasped the doorknob, pushed the door open gently, and walked in with light steps.

However, the expression on her face instantly froze, full of shock.

Qiuqiu was standing in the office, with a rag and mop beside her.

The entire office had been cleaned up cleanly, spotless.

The key problem was that Qiuqiu was holding one of Tang Song's shirts in her hand, seemingly in a daze.

"Qiuqiu? Why are you here—"

Hearing the call, Qiuqiu turned her head abruptly.

Their eyes met, and her face flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, standing there blankly, her lips trembling.

It took her a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "My—my work is all done, I just came over to help tidy up the office."

Because of excessive nervousness, her words turned into authentic dialect when they came out.

Yao Lingling looked at her, then looked at the shirt in her hand, seemingly realizing something.

However, soon, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she said sneakily: "Good guy, I didn't expect you, with thick eyebrows and big eyes,

to also learn how to flatter the leader. Haha, the two of us really thought of the same thing."

As she spoke, Yao Lingling stepped forward quickly, picked up the rag, and wiped the table symbolically twice, "I can also be considered to have participated, when Tang Zong asks later, just say we did it together!"

"Oh... okay..." Qiuqiu nodded blankly, then looked at the clothes in her hand again.

Yao Lingling's eyes twitched, and she smiled: "Oh, I am a professional fashion designer, I'll organize Tang Zong's clothes!"

With Yao Lingling's playful teasing, Qiuqiu finally gradually calmed down.

However, her face was still red and hot, so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

She didn't know why, but seeing this piece of clothing made her feel especially close.

And there was a faint scent on it, which made her have a longing from the bottom of her heart.

And then she picked it up by mistake.

50th Floor, Block A, Yansheng Financial Center, Rongliu Investment.

Sunlight spilled into the spacious and bright office through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lin Mu Xue sat behind the large walnut desk, her posture straight and elegant, wearing a well-tailored professional suit, the whole person exuding a capable and confident aura.

Several documents and an iMac monitor were placed on the table in a decent manner, and a romance movie was playing on the screen.

"Knock, knock, knock—" A slight knocking sound rang out.

Lin Mu Xue hurriedly switched the screen content to a chart and looked up, "Please come in."

Her voice was clear, carrying a hint of majesty.

Immediately after, the office door was pushed open, and Miles, a colleague from the investment department, walked in.

"Luna, this is the latest progress report on the convertible bond operation of Huashang Apparel." Miles walked quickly to the desk and handed the information in his hand over, "We have completed a comprehensive analysis of Huashang Apparel's financial situation over the past three years, and combined with the market environment, we have built a valuation model for its 'convertible bond agreement'."

Lin Mu Xue took the report, her long fingers flipping through the pages gently, pretending to nod professionally, "Are there any potential risk points that need further confirmation?"

"Not yet discovered, we can proceed normally. According to the current shareholding ratio calculation, once the debt-to-equity swap takes effect, the shares of the He Jingping family will be diluted to about 31.8%, just below the one-third threshold required for voting on major matters."

"This step is crucial, there can be no mistakes." Lin Mu Xue nodded slightly.

Although her understanding of many professional terms was still not deep enough, the basic information was already clear in her mind.

At least one thing was certain, Tang Zong's plan was progressing very smoothly.

And Huashang Apparel would soon belong completely to her boss.

He Jingping and his son would completely become stray dogs.

After Miles exited the office, Lin Mu Xue leaned back in her chair again and took a sip of the coffee on the table.

Her eyes were cast toward the bustling city scene outside the window, her lips curled, and her long legs couldn't help but sway slightly.

Awesome!

After obtaining the credit black card, her material living standard had been greatly improved, which also greatly increased her self-confidence and sense of security.

Now she felt that she had already stood at the pinnacle of life, Empress Empress Mu Xue in name and reality.

Even if Emperor Su was in front of her, she dared to bump into him.

After all, she was Tang Song's only assistant, and Tang Song was Jin Meixiao's boyfriend.

Her status was truly a bit awesome!

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She flipped through the document carefully and looked at the time.

10:12.

Lin Mu Xue sat up straight, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed Tang Song's number.

"Beep—"

The phone rang for a long time, and just as she was about to hang up, it was finally answered.

A somewhat strange voice came from the receiver: "Hello, Seeing Xiao Xue."

Lin Mu Xue noticed the abnormality in his tone, but didn't think much about it.

She cleared her throat and tried hard to make her tone sound professional: "Tang Zong, there is new progress regarding the convertible bonds of Huashang Apparel, I think I need to report to you as soon as possible."

Immediately after, a blurry movement came from the receiver, also mixed with a few sentences of English.

The person speaking should be a foreign woman, very fluent.

Lin Mu Xue vaguely captured a few keywords, and her heart instantly raced.

"Tang Zong, if it's not convenient now, I can contact you later."

"No need, you say it, Assistant Lin, your news is very important!"

Lin Mu Xue's eyes twitched, and she began to report in a low voice.

It was just that the messy sounds from the receiver made her, the general assistant of Rongliu Capital, become more and more flustered.

She couldn't help but guess the identity of the other party in her mind.

After a few minutes.

After she finished reporting the information summarized in the data.

Tang Song's voice came from her ear again: "Well done, Assistant Lin! The long holiday is over, next I have a task to hand over to you."

"You say!" Lin Mu Xue suppressed the waves in her heart.

"You should know that I have been looking for suitable investment opportunities. For the next period of time, you try to enter a high-end social circle or an elite organization, and help me collect some effective information. This task is very important, you must not slack off."

"Received!" Lin Mu Xue twisted her body and asked softly, "By the way, Tang Zong, when are you returning to Yancheng? Do I need to help you book a ticket?"

They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and her beautician friend was also in her hometown in Shandong Province, so her heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat, itching unbearably.

"Returning tomorrow, I've already bought the ticket."

"Okay." Lin Mu Xue's throat moved, her voice slightly tight, "If there is nothing else, then I will hang up first.

When you return to Yancheng, I will report the work to you in person."

Tang Song gave an "um," and then added: "By the way, there is one more thing, I think it is necessary to tell you in advance."

"You say."

"After a while, a new employee will join Rongliu Investment, the position is my special assistant. However, it won't conflict with your work, you don't need to worry."

"Boom—"

A thunder tribulation fell from the sky, directly striking Empress Empress Mu Xue who had just attained the Dao and was overlooking all living beings.

Lin Mu Xue's body instantly stiffened, her face pale.

It's over! Her status as the president's own assistant is about to be threatened!

Tang Song's special assistant?! Who is it?! ===== CHAPTER 532 =====