Chapter 592: Xiao Jing: There's such a good thing?!

"Content Ecosystem Cooperation Department," "Senior Content Cooperation Manager."

Zhang Yan's brain went "boom," almost unable to connect these terms with herself.

As a bottom-level copywriting editor in Shuocheng Technology's content department, she knew better than anyone what this position meant.

The soft articles and drafts she wrote daily, after being submitted to Director Bai Rui, eventually flowed to the content cooperation departments of clients like Nebula International.

And as a second-tier agent with high substitutability, what they contacted daily was at most a small person in charge of a specific project under Nebula; they rarely saw anyone at the manager level.

Zhang Yan had only occasionally met them at some events.

But how did she, a small copywriter who hadn't even started work, become a cooperation manager?

Looking at the enthusiastic Wang Chongxian, she hurriedly bowed. "Hello, President Wang."

As her voice fell.

A low murmur sounded in the entire office area.

Everyone was shocked by this magical realist scene before their eyes.

They, these ordinary employees, had all heard about Zhang Yan's recent resignation turmoil and had discussed it quite a bit in private.

Originally, they all felt a bit sorry for and sympathetic toward this honest colleague.

Who would have thought that suddenly, Zhang Yan would transform and become the key figure deciding the fate of their entire company?

Would they all have to look at her face to eat from now on?

Lulu, on the side, had her shoulders trembling slightly with excitement; she could only pinch her thigh hard, using the pain to suppress the scream that was about to break through her throat.

Li Yufei, on the side, after experiencing the initial shock, had his brain running at an unprecedented speed.

As a shrewd person who had been rolling in the business world for many years, he was also the person in the company who had the most contact with Nebula International Group.

He immediately connected all the clues.

No wonder! No wonder Nebula International would suddenly take the initiative to contact them to discuss new deep cooperation!

No wonder this assistant to a director of the Group's headquarters would come in person and even name-drop to "visit the company"!

So, everything wasn't for any business review, but for this Zhang Yan of their company!

This was coming to support her!

Thinking this through, the most sincere smile piled up on his face, and he walked quickly to Zhang Yan's side.

His posture was put very low, but his tone carried a just-right closeness and pride:

"Oh my! This is truly a great fate, and also the pride of our Shuocheng Technology! In the future, when Manager Zhang goes to Nebula, she will be a 'family member' who walked out of our Shuocheng Technology! The cooperation between the two companies will still rely on you to speak well and guide us more! Hahaha—"

His words both flattered Zhang Yan and extracted himself from the embarrassment of "not knowing," while also paving the way for future cooperation.

Wang Chongxian also laughed and echoed on the side, and the scene was harmonious.

Only Zhang Yan was so nervous she didn't know what to do, and could only accept all this passively with a red face.

She wasn't used to being the focus, and even less knew how to deal with this situation.

Bai Rui, standing in the corner, finally came back to his senses from the huge impact.

Listening to these conversations and looking at Zhang Yan, who was surrounded like stars holding the moon, a cold, bone-chilling chill, mixed with huge fear and regret, instantly drowned him.

Recalling his various difficulties during this recent period, as well as his words in the conference room just now.

He wished he could immediately travel back and slap himself a few hard slaps.

It's over.

He knew he was completely finished.

Not just this high-level job at Shuocheng Technology with an annual salary of hundreds of thousands, but even in the future, in this circle in Yangcheng, he might never be able to stand firm again.

As the largest advertising and media group in the country, the industry he was engaged in could not bypass Nebula International no matter what.

And even less could it bypass that "Content Ecosystem Cooperation Department" that held the power of life and death over suppliers.

Just at this moment—Lulu suddenly stood up from her workstation, her face carrying an expression of going all out. "Li Zong! I have a matter that I must reflect to the leadership!"

This sudden sound made everyone's gaze focus on her.

Bai Rui's heart shrank, and an extremely ominous premonition instantly struck.

Li Yufei's eyes jumped, but he still said kindly: "What matter? You speak."

He mainly ran business and contacted clients daily, and didn't know these ordinary employees of the company very well.

But he had seen them many times, and this employee was clearly on good terms with Zhang Yan.

In this scene, he naturally couldn't ignore it.

Lulu first bowed to the leaders, then pointed to Zhang Yan beside her, her tone carrying anger: "Zhang Yan officially submitted her resignation application yesterday. However, Director Bai of our department not only kept blocking the approval but also used the 'one-month handover period' as a threat, forcing her to sign an agreement to give up all performance bonuses and business trip reimbursement expenses for the past three months!"

Her words were like a thunderbolt thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand layers of waves.

Bai Rui only felt his eyes go dark.

"What?! There's such a thing?!" Li Yufei's face changed instantly.

Lulu looked at this scene and nodded hard: "Yes, many colleagues know about it!"

Her thought was actually very simple.

Now it was an overwhelming advantage; the dead fatty had bullied them for so long.

If they didn't take this opportunity to step on him to death, when would they?!

Anyway, they were both going to resign; they had to vent this bad breath before leaving.

Li Yufei's face, which had originally been smiling, instantly turned gloomy.

He turned his head suddenly, his gaze like a knife. "Bai Rui! Is there such a thing?"

"I—I didn't, just, just—" Bai Rui's lips trembled, and sweat slid down his chubby cheeks like a stream.

"Just what?!"

Just at this moment, the other employees of the content department, after a brief exchange of glances, stood out one after another.

"Li Zong, Director Bai did indeed say that."

"Yes, we all know about this matter."

They hadn't suffered less from Bai Rui's anger on weekdays; at this moment, it was simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to beat a drowning dog!

And they weren't stupid; Zhang Yan would be the financial backer holding the power of life and death in the future!

Now they had to sell well.

Listening to the voices of testimony one after another, Li Yufei's face turned gloomy enough to drip water.

He certainly knew about Bai Rui blocking performance pay; he didn't oppose it after knowing, which counted as tacit approval.

After all, the company was indeed having difficulties, and they could barely pay salaries.

However, in this scene, he naturally had to "cut off the tail to survive" immediately.

Li Yufei said with a solemn expression: "Zhang Yan, rest assured! I will definitely investigate this matter personally and give you a satisfactory explanation!"

Bai Rui's chubby body breathed heavily a few times, and he opened his mouth tremblingly: "Zhang Yan, my previous approach was indeed problematic, and I solemnly apologize to you here. But I was also doing it for our company—"

"Bai Rui, shut your mouth!" Li Yufei interrupted sternly, "Stop using the company as a cover here!"

Looking at the big boss with a livid face, Bai Rui's eyes twitched violently, and he finally closed his mouth.

Wang Dandan stepped forward at the right time and said with a smile: "Alright, Li Zong, I think it's better to follow the process. Our Group has always had strict requirements for the employment standards of our partners."

Li Yufei understood immediately and nodded repeatedly, saying yes, "Yes, yes, yes, what you said is right, we will definitely strictly abide by it, definitely—"

Zhang Yan stood at the center of the storm, looking at this absurd yet incomparably real scene.

She had gradually realized that this scene today was clearly Wen Ruan specially helping her.

That Director Bai, who once made her feel fearful and toss and turn, was now sweating profusely and making a fool of himself.

Those colleagues who once sympathized with her in private but didn't dare to speak out were now all filled with righteous indignation.

That big boss Li Yufei, who held the power of life and death over the company and whose word was law in her eyes, was like a student who had made a mistake.

For the first time, she felt the power of "power" and the complexity of human nature so clearly and profoundly.

It had an indescribable shock to her heart.

And she increasingly realized the distance between herself and Tang Song, Wen Ruan, and even Liu Qingning.

Above ten thousand meters in the sky, the fuselage of the Bombardier Global 7500 traveled steadily through the clouds.

Outside the window was the clear blue sky and the continuous golden sea of clouds beneath her feet.

Inside the cabin, it was quiet and luxurious.

Tang Song leaned lazily on the Nuage patented seat, known as "zero gravity," located in the entertainment living area.

The top-tier Loro Piana cashmere and leather blend fabric felt delicate and warm, fitting his body perfectly,

so much so that he could hardly feel any turbulence of flight or the roar of the engine.

In the video call that had just ended, Wen Ruan's face, full of charm and carrying a bit of triumphant smile, still remained on the screen.

Just as the plane entered the stratosphere and started cruising, the "big sister's" video communication came in, enthusiastically reporting to him in detail about the "good show" that had been staged at Shuocheng Technology today.

Of course, it was mainly to claim credit, showing her emphasis and dedication to the "agreement" between them.

Tang Song put down his phone, and only then did he truly, with the posture of a master, carefully examine this "aerial palace" that belonged to him.

From the warm-textured ebony wood finish to the smart windows that could be atomized with one click; from the private cinema system equipped with top-tier audio to the constant-temperature wine cabinet filled with top-tier fine wines—every detail within sight highlighted extreme luxury and comfort.

Stepping on the soft and elastic custom cashmere carpet, he walked slowly.

Walking out of the entertainment living area.

Two flight attendants, who had been waiting on the side wearing dark custom uniforms, immediately bent down elegantly and greeted in unison.

"Mr. Tang."

"Mr. Tang."

One was a typical gentle Chinese face, named Li Yin; the other was a tall Russian beauty with blonde hair and blue eyes,

named Anna.

They were both in their late twenties, not only proficient in multiple languages but also possessed professional medical nursing qualifications—whether it was service experience, personal image, or comprehensive ability, they were all top-tier in the industry.

When the two looked at their new boss, who was incredibly handsome, there was a trace of curiosity and reverence that could not be hidden in their well-trained eyes.

Tang Song nodded slightly to the two and continued forward.

Walking into the six-person conference area in the middle of the fuselage, a familiar figure came into view.

Lin Empress Mu Xue was sitting on an airline seat in the corner, with a laptop in front of her, her fingertips jumping nimbly on the keyboard, as if she were handling some urgent work.

Wearing a standard OL uniform, she fully displayed the exquisiteness and capability of a workplace woman.

A pair of slender and well-proportioned beautiful legs, wrapped in top-tier silk stockings, looked exceptionally sexy and alluring.

It is worth mentioning that by the window in the front side, there was also a sports camera working, fixed with a suction cup.

Hearing the sound of footsteps.

Lin Empress Mu Xue looked up immediately. "Director Tang."

After saying that, she stood up quickly and turned off the sports camera beside her, her expression a bit unnatural.

This was also her first time taking a private jet, and it was the top-tier Bombardier 7500.

Although she didn't dare to show off directly on Moments or Xiaohongshu anymore, she still couldn't help but take many beautiful photos and videos during Tang Song's video call.

She intended to use these precious materials as the highest-level background board that would be revealed inadvertently in her "brand new persona" vlog.

Her original account "Luna Seeing Seeing Xiao Xue," which was full of "socialite style," had been drastically renamed by her to "Lin Empress Mu Xue Luna."

Removing that frivolity and adding a bit of professionalism.

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She hid those videos and notes from the past that were deliberately showing off wealth and had tricky angles, and began to transform systematically, creating a brand new "financial elite female investor" persona.

The video content also changed from unboxing Hermès and checking in for afternoon tea at five-star hotels to sharing business case analysis, interpreting financial news, popularizing financial knowledge, and workplace outfit tips.

I have to say, this transformation was extremely successful.

The high-knowledge elite persona, combined with her already outstanding appearance and temperament, formed a strong contrast, instantly attracting a large number of high-quality fans.

The atmosphere in the comment section also became much healthier.

Fan stickiness and commercial value increased instead of decreasing.

Two days ago, even a high-end anti-aging skincare brand offered an extremely tempting price, wanting to find her for deep promotional cooperation.

However, after a brief hesitation, she still gave it up with tears.

After all, with her persona, running that kind of ad was somewhat discordant.

Moreover, she didn't dare to use that credit black card indiscriminately anymore; she only used it to serve Tang Song.

This created a new problem: she had to start being "short of money" again.

Of course, this shortage of money was only relative to the period when she had the black card; an annual salary of 1.8 million, unless she bought a house or a car, was absolutely enough to use.

"What are you busy with?" Tang Song walked over with a smile and asked curiously.

Lin Empress Mu Xue hurriedly turned the laptop toward him and explained: "This is the first official voyage; I am recording the cabin's environmental data, such as air pressure, humidity, noise decibels, etc., and at the same time evaluating the service process and standards of the new crew members. These data will serve as a reference for subsequent service optimization."

"Mm." Tang Song nodded approvingly, reaching out to pat her slender waist, which was not even a handful, lightly. "Considered very comprehensively, then you continue."

After saying that, he sat down on the opposite seat on his own, appreciating Little Xue's beautiful legs wrapped in black silk,

his gaze turning to the window from time to time, watching the clouds roll and unroll.

Not long after.

Two flight attendants walked over.

"Mr. Tang, lunch will be presented to you in forty minutes. Do you need us to prepare some pre-meal snacks or drinks for you and Assistant Lin now?"

"Bring a glass of champagne." Tang Song looked at Lin Empress Mu Xue. "How about you? Luna."

Lin Empress Mu Xue smiled. "The same as you."

"Okay." The Russian flight attendant Anna turned elegantly, went to the wine cabinet, and soon brought two glasses of Krug champagne emitting delicate bubbles.

On the other side, Li Yin was already kneeling on the carpet at Tang Song's feet, moving gently to change him into a pair of more comfortable slippers.

Immediately after, some carefully plated nuts and caviar snacks were placed in front of him.

Lin Empress Mu Xue also closed her laptop, came to Tang Song's side and sat down, clinking glasses with him lightly, her gaze full of charm and tenderness.

Tang Song leaned on the soft sofa, the scent of fresh perfume lingering in his nostrils, tasting the exquisite meal and fine wine, looking at the clouds like cotton wool flowing slowly outside the window—

A kind of unprecedented feeling wrapped him completely like a warm tide.

After finishing a glass of champagne, the mellow fruity aroma still lingered on the tip of his tongue, bringing a bit of warmth to the atmosphere.

Lin Empress Mu Xue's body tilted slightly, and she whispered in his ear like an orchid: "Director Tang, do you want me to report the situation of the master bedroom suite to you?"

In her bright eyes, water light rippled, carrying an irrepressible heat.

Looking at Little Xue's beautiful and exquisite face, Tang Song's heart skipped a beat, and the corners of his mouth rose. "Okay."

Lin Empress Mu Xue stood up with some excitement.

She was already excited because of this luxurious maiden voyage today, and now being at an altitude of over ten thousand meters in private, the whole person was in an extremely high-spirited mood.

If she didn't do something, she really couldn't suppress the fire in her heart.

Walking into the master bedroom suite located at the very end of the cabin.

Little Xue closed the door gently, "click," locking it.

The heavy door panel completely isolated everything from the outside.

She turned around, her slender beautiful legs rubbing gently under the skirt, and the gaze she directed at Tang Song was almost about to catch fire.

"Director Tang, this is the master bedroom's independent bathroom, using a constant-temperature smart system. The bedding is Frette custom-made 1800

thread count Egyptian cotton, and the softness of the bed can be adjusted with one click according to your preference—"

Her voice became a bit hoarse, carrying a trace of tremor.

"Oh? Can the softness be adjusted?" Tang Song blinked and sat on the edge of the bed.

Little Xue licked her full red lips, took out an exquisite hair tie from her pocket, and tied her honey-colored hair high up.

Revealing her smooth, full forehead and elegant, slender neck.

Subsequently, she slowly knelt on the cashmere carpet in front of Tang Song.

Those slender beautiful legs wrapped in black silk tightened elegantly with her kneeling movement, faintly revealing honey-colored skin, the lines appearing even more heart-stirring.

Her hands slowly stroked his knees, her palms slightly cool, as if carrying an electric current.

Lin Empress Mu Xue lowered her eyes and began to show off her talents, her reporting voice deliberately switched to English.

Sunlight passed through the porthole, projecting golden beams of light into the air, and tiny dust motes danced quietly in the beams of light.

Hazy and dreamy.

Little Xue's report, sometimes clear, sometimes murmuring, intertwined with the roar of the aircraft engine.

Tang Song's fingertips shuttled through her honey-colored hair, stroking gently, his movements gentle and encouraging.

Just at this moment.

"Ding-dong—" The WeChat notification sound rang, and the phone in Tang Song's pocket vibrated.

He took out his phone to look, his eyebrows raised slightly.

【Xiao Jing: "Birthday Invitation"】

Tang Song smiled and tapped on the electronic invitation.

Accompanied by soft piano music.

Accompanied by a soft piano melody, on the screen, the elegant, flowing light slowly unfolded, with several dynamic photos of Xiao Jing in the center, sweet and playful. Below, clear time and location information were attached.

It is worth mentioning that the venue was actually the top-floor banquet hall of the Lanfeng International Hotel.

Immediately after, Xiao Jing's crisp voice, carrying a bit of deliberate coquetry, came from the speaker:

"Brother Tang Song, this is a special invitation made just for you, welcome to attend my birthday party this Sunday, okay?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Little Xue shuddered, and her reporting voice stopped abruptly.

She looked up, looking at Tang Song with eyes filled with anger.

After the last contact, she had already developed a trace of instinctive sensitivity to this "sickly girl" Tian Jing.

"Don't be nervous, continue." Tang Song's hand exerted a little force.

Little Xue said "Mm" and lowered her head again.

Tang Song adjusted his sitting posture and typed a reply on the screen with one hand: "What a beautiful invitation, I will definitely arrive on time, looking forward to Xiao Jing's birthday party."

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—"

【Xiao Jing: "Song, you are returning to Yancheng today, right? (#Expectation)"】

Tang Song: "Yes, I'll arrive at noon."

【Xiao Jing: "(U?) Great, take care and rest. Also, I want to see your hands, can I?"】

Tang Song looked at his right hand that was currently grabbing Little Xue's high ponytail and could only reply awkwardly: "It's not convenient right now, I'll send you double later. Xiao Jing, send a photo of yourself too, I miss you (#Kiss)."

Ever since he arrived in Xiangjiang, he really hadn't video chatted with Xiao Jing again.

He really missed his perverted girlfriend.

After a while.

【Xiao Jing: Selfie. jpg】

Tapping on the photo, Xiao Jing wearing a shirt and black high-waisted suit pants appeared on the screen.

However, she had deliberately unbuttoned three buttons of her shirt, displaying her snow-white C-cup chest in a posture that was about to burst out,

boldly displaying it.

The background of the serious office, standard workplace female attire, paired with her obedient, sweet face.

Formed a violent and heart-stirring contrast with her bold and outrageous actions at this moment.

Making Tang Song's heart surge instantly.

"Hmm—"

Lin Empress Mu Xue let out a low hum, unable to help but secretly complain about Tian Jing in her heart.

Originally it was her exclusive moment, but it felt like she had become a part of the play instead.

Tang Yi Precision Yancheng Branch, Liver Fee Electronic Business Department.

In the HRBD office.

Sunlight passed through the glass, casting bright spots of light in the room, and the air was filled with the faint aroma of coffee.

Xiao Jing put down her phone and leaned back in the ergonomic chair.

Her slender legs were elegantly crossed, and while typing, she shook the leather shoes on her feet lightly.

Although she didn't see the "hand of the male god," that chat just now, full of tension, was also equally interesting.

Just after putting down the phone, she looked at the computer screen.

"Ding-dong—" The WeChat notification sound rang.

【Shangguan Qiuya: "Thank you for Xiao Jing's invitation, it was designed with a lot of thought. I will definitely arrive on time, and I have also prepared a special gift for you."】

Xiao Jing typed a reply quickly: "I'm so happy that Sister Qiuya can come! Your coming is the best gift, but I'm really looking forward to the surprise you prepared~ (Playful emoji)"

The two chatted for two more sentences.

Xiao Jing was just about to put down the phone.

"Ding-a-ling—"

The phone rang suddenly.

It was an unfamiliar Imperial Capital number.

Xiao Jing answered the call in confusion.

A familiar yet slightly unfamiliar, extremely magnetic mature male voice came from the receiver: "Hello? Hello, may I ask if this is Ms. Tian Jing?"

Xiao Jing didn't react to who it was for a moment. "Excuse me? Who are you?"

"I am Zheng Qiudong, we met once before at the MAHA Cloud Club, I don't know if you still have an impression."

Xiao Jing was stunned, then sat up straight immediately, saying sweetly: "Hello, President Zheng, of course I remember you!"

Of course she remembered Zheng Qiudong; it was Shangguan Qiuya who introduced him to her at the time.

Although it was just a simple conversation, this legendary figure of Deju Renhe left a deep impression on her.

"I plan to go to Yancheng this weekend, and I just happened to hear that it's your birthday. I'll ask presumptuously, I don't know if it's convenient for me to come over and join the fun?"

Xiao Jing's eyes widened a bit instantly, and her heart skipped a beat. "Of course it's convenient! This is my honor! If you can come, I'm too happy to be!"

(OwO)! Nani!

There's such a good thing?!

"Hehe, that's good, I'll add your WeChat friend later."

"Okay! Waiting for President Zheng at any time!"

Xiao Jing suppressed the urge to scream in her heart and responded sweetly.

Until the other party hung up the phone, her ears were still ringing.

After a while, Xiao Jing, who had calmed down, licked her lips excitedly.

For a period of time recently, she had been "plotting" her own plan, which was now initially completed.

Everything was ready, only waiting for the east wind of the birthday party!

The prestige of Deju Renhe and Zheng Qiudong was beyond doubt; his personal arrival had even more weight than Shangguan Qiuya.

She was originally a bit worried that she "couldn't hold the scene," good fellow, this directly came with a king bomb!

And, it was delivered to her door voluntarily!

Would Brother Tang Song be scared by then!

Xiao Jing's eyes flashed with a dangerous and expectant light.

She had secretly done so much, every link was hidden from Tang Song, and even he himself was quietly "calculated" by her.

Would he be angry in his heart by then?

And how would he "punish" herself?

In her mind, a scene appeared unconsciously:

It would be best if, in front of that huge floor-to-ceiling window of the Lanfeng International Presidential Suite, overlooking the brilliant Yancheng night view beneath her feet, he used that belt she personally chose, the one with the hardest texture, to forcefully, one after another—

"Hiss—ah!"

Xiao Jing shuddered, but those brown eyes became even more excited and bright.

Right!

If there was another camera to record some beautiful scenes, it would be even more perfect! ===== CHAPTER 593 =====