Chapter 542

November 10, 2023, Friday, cloudy, -16c.

Overnight, the cold air swept in, and the entire Yancheng was shrouded in a crisp chill.

6:00 AM.

Cheng Qiuqiu woke up from her dream, her gaze staring blankly at the ceiling.

A flush gradually rose on her face.

Last night, he appeared in her dream once again.

It might be because she had been considering moving recently.

This time she actually appeared in Tang Song's home.

Strangely, she had clearly never been to his home, but in the dream, she seemed very familiar with every place.

Especially on that extremely soft, large bed.

Being held tightly in his arms.

That real, heart-palpitating touch, even after waking up, still remained clearly on her nerve endings.

After a long time, she slowly sat up from the bed.

Lifting the quilt, a chill struck, making her instantly sober.

Picking up the phone by the pillow, she unplugged the charging cable.

Clicking on Xiaohongshu, she entered the familiar account homepage.

Yesterday afternoon, with her help in making the graphics, Tang Song released the latest note celebrating the brand debut of [HEYISTUDIO].

After a whole night of fermentation, the data had completely exploded.

Likes broke ten thousand, collections 5800+, comments exceeded 1600.

Tang Song's personal account followers also broke the 80,000 mark with this wave of great popularity.

In fact, now the name [HEYISTUDIO] had already caused quite a stir in the small circle of outfits.

The urban windbreaker designed by Lingling created another GMV of over two million in last night's livestream.

Qiuqiu clicked on the comment section, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise.

In the comment section, most were shocked by this new brand that appeared out of nowhere, and amazed by "April."

After all, in the eyes of many old fans, this "April" account was still the "electronic pet" they had watched grow up step by step.

Although they had started brand cultivation now, most people just joined in the fun at first.

Seeing that terrifying livestream record now, they instantly transformed into "career fans."

Qiuqiu flipped through them one by one excitedly, a smile of pride appearing on her face.

She liked all the positive comments she saw, reported the sporadic abuse, and couldn't help but step in to refute the bad doubts.

Like the most loyal "brainless fan," she fought in the comment section for a while.

Only then did she satisfy herself by clicking on the pinned WeChat chat box, her fingertips hesitating on the screen for a moment, and she typed earnestly:

"Good morning, just looked at the note data from yesterday, the feedback in the comment section is especially good, congratulations on breaking 80,000 followers (#smile)."

After sending, she sat there, starting to wait silently.

"Buzz buzz—"

[Tang Song: "( ) Good morning Qiuqiu, I just saw the data too, it can be considered the best note ever. The recognition of the fans,

your graphics also contributed a lot."]

Seeing his reply, Cheng Qiuqiu's eyes instantly brightened.

"Tap tap tap" she chatted with him for a few sentences.

She jumped up from the bed, spread out the yoga mat, and accompanied by soothing music, began her daily morning yoga.

7:30 AM.

When Qiuqiu finished making breakfast and walked out of the kitchen.

Gao Mengting also happened to walk out of the master bedroom, with a messy head of hair, her face still carrying thick sleepiness.

"Morning, Qiuqiu."

"Morning, Senior," Qiuqiu said in a low voice, "I made breakfast, eat it while it's hot."

"Haha, I'm indeed hungry." Gao Mengting rubbed her stomach, a gentle smile appearing on her face.

She worked overtime until late last night again, and to maintain her figure, she didn't eat much of a late-night snack.

Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips and didn't speak.

The two sat at the small dining table in the living room, eating breakfast quietly.

After a long while.

Qiuqiu finally gathered the courage to ask softly: "Senior, you said you planned to move last time, are you starting to look after Double Eleven?"

Gao Mengting's action of drinking soy milk paused slightly, then she nodded, her tone natural: "Mm, it's still a bit far from the company here, commuting every day is too much of a waste of time."

As the Vice President and shareholder of Songmei Apparel, although her first dividend hadn't arrived yet, just relying on her high salary and performance bonuses, she had already achieved phased financial freedom.

And the company would reimburse most of her daily expenses, so she also wanted to change to a more comfortable environment that better met her quality of life.

Actually, if possible, she really wanted to buy an apartment of her own in Yancheng.

Preferably with a large terrace, a large bookshelf, and a floor-to-ceiling window covering an entire wall.

Decorate it well according to her own ideas, warm, and full of artistic atmosphere.

Gao Mengting put down her cup, looked at Qiuqiu opposite, and asked with a smile: "Are there any complexes near the company you like? We can go take a look together."

Qiuqiu was silent for a long while, she stirred the porridge in her bowl, seemingly organizing her language.

After a long time, she raised her head, her eyes carrying a hint of imperceptible apology and request.

"Senior—I want—I want to rent with Yao Lingling."

Gao Mengting's smile paused slightly, looking at her with some surprise.

Qiuqiu hurriedly explained: "Senior, don't misunderstand, I'm very happy to rent with you. But with you and Tang Zong, it's always a bit inconvenient for me. You also know that I have some problems in that regard. Besides, Lingling and I are both in design, and we have a lot in common, we are very good friends."

Her words were a bit stumbling, but the meaning was already very clear.

Gao Mengting looked quietly at this big-chested junior, and instantly understood.

But she didn't point it out, nor did she pursue it.

She just sighed in her heart, then a gentle smile bloomed on her face again, and she reached out to rub Qiuqiu's hair.

"Okay, that girl Lingling has a cheerful and generous personality, and you have common language, you two living together will definitely be very happy. Just so, Tang Song and I were discussing two days ago about adding a housing subsidy benefit for our employees, by then you two can rent a better complex."

"Mm."

Qiuqiu nodded lightly, finished breakfast silently, tidied up the kitchen, and began to wash up.

Just returned to the bedroom.

"Ding—" WeChat video ringtone rang.

[Mom]

Cheng Qiuqiu's originally relaxed eyebrows subconsciously furrowed.

She hung up directly.

After a while, the WeChat notification sound rang.

[Mom: "Why didn't you answer my call?"]

[Mom: "I've cleared up the work here, and I plan to go to Yancheng to stay for a while."]

Cheng Qiuqiu's face sank, and her full chest heaved.

She typed: "I'm living very well here, you don't need to worry"

[Mom: "You never let me visit you, and you don't come back, are you living with that boy?"]

Qiuqiu: "No, the one I'm renting with is my senior, Junfeng Ge knows her, you can ask him."

[Mom: "Speaking of Junfeng, you really don't have a heart, not maintaining a good relationship with him. Such an excellent boy, handsome and capable."]

[Mom: "Now he is a leader of a big group, very powerful, with an annual salary of several hundred thousand."]

Qiuqiu bit her lip and replied: "I'm going to work."

After sending the message, she clicked on Gao Junfeng's contact information and dialed it directly.

The phone rang a few times and was answered.

Gao Junfeng's faint voice came from the opposite side: "Hello."

Qiuqiu's tone was cold: "Junfeng Ge, did you say something to my mom?"

Her mom was originally a hot-tempered and impatient person.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have had such an unhappy falling out with her, and what she feared most was her mother suddenly rushing to Yancheng.

"Haha, you're overthinking it, right? Instead, Aunt Meihua often calls me, asking about my situation, and asking me to take care of you,"

Qiuqiu took a light breath and didn't speak.

"Qiuqiu, a friendly reminder." Gao Junfeng paused, his tone carrying a smile: "Tang Song has a girlfriend, they confirmed their relationship a long time ago."

Qiuqiu bit her lip, "I have my own count on my affairs, and we aren't that kind of relationship."

"Fine." Gao Junfeng interrupted her, "We've been friends for so many years, just reminding you not to fall too deep. By the way, that girl isn't a good person, she's a real top-tier Bai Fumei, her father is a new director of Zhongcheng Group, be careful yourself."

After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

"Beep—..beep—..beep—.."

Listening to the busy tone in the receiver, Cheng Qiuqiu stood blankly on the spot, not reacting for a moment.

Wasn't Tang Song's girlfriend Senior Mengting?

What was going on with that Bai Fumei?

Her heart instantly became a mess.

The taxi drove on the crowded main road of the city.

Gao Junfeng put away his phone, the corners of his mouth raised in a proud arc.

Now, he had successfully passed the news that Tang Song was "stepping on two boats" to Tian Jing's ears through Qin Hua's mouth.

He didn't know Tian Jing's reaction for the time being, but that Supervisor Qin's reaction to this matter was extremely intense.

Later, while organizing new employee data, he "unintentionally" revealed to Qin Hua the junior high classmate relationship between Zhang Lei and Tang Song, and then almost without him needing to spend much effort, Ding Furong successfully entered the company and successfully got Zhang Lei kicked out.

After all, he was just an assistant to Vice President Su Ping, and actually didn't have much real power, relying entirely on Su Ping's face.

In this situation, wanting to make small moves was easy to leave a "record," and be grabbed by the pigtail by others in the future.

But with Qin Hua's "tacit approval," everything became logical.

Ten minutes later, the taxi stopped outside the Zhongcheng Group headquarters building.

Gao Junfeng tidied his suit, and the humble and professional smile hung on his face again.

With his head held high, he walked into the revolving glass door and took the elevator upstairs.

Just sat down at his workstation, a figure leaned over.

Ding Furong placed a steaming Luckin coffee and a croissant on his desk carefully with a full face of smiles.

His voice was full of flattery: "Feng Ge, good morning, brought you breakfast."

Gao Junfeng took it and took a bite of the croissant unhurriedly.

His gaze didn't look at him, but said faintly: "The company situation is tight recently, try not to come to me frequently, lest people with ulterior motives see it and talk nonsense."

"Yes yes yes, Feng Ge is right."

"Go back and wait with peace of mind, Zhang Lei is rolling out today. Next, work hard yourself, don't lose face for me. As long as you don't make mistakes, there will naturally be opportunities for promotion in the future."

He helped this college classmate enter Zhongcheng Group, not for free.

Ding Furong had already transferred him a "benefit fee" of 20,000 yuan privately.

This money, besides changing himself into a decent suit, he specifically bought a valuable piece of jewelry for Qin Hua.

Ding Furong nodded and bowed immediately, "Feng Ge is awesome! Then I'll go back first!"

After speaking, he turned and left quickly.

Returning to the 6th floor, walking into the office area.

At a glance, he saw Zhang Lei drinking milk slowly.

A trace of schadenfreude flashed in his eyes instantly, and he walked straight over, patting his shoulder not lightly or heavily.

"Leizi, isn't the data for those KA clients on the handover list ready yet? I have to visit clients this afternoon, don't delay my serious business."

Zhang Lei didn't even raise his head, "No."

Noticing the other party's tough attitude, the expression on Ding Furong's face paused, and his eyebrows instantly furrowed.

"It must be handed over before ten o'clock, this isn't my personal business, it relates to the company's performance and the department's image!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lei laughed out loud, "You're really funny, this client information is all in the system, if you're really in a hurry, why don't you go dig it up yourself?"

He now had Miss Tian as his backing, his spine was hard, and he wasn't afraid at all.

And this data itself wasn't a necessary handover process, but Ding Furong specifically wanted it to show himself off.

"What kind of attitude is this?!" Ding Furong didn't expect this soft persimmon to dare to challenge him, "Don't be negatively slacking off just because you're leaving, affecting the progress of the whole team!"

His voice wasn't loud or small, just enough for the colleagues at the surrounding workstations to hear, instantly attracting many colleagues' attention.

Just as the two were confronting each other, department manager Liu Huiyang walked over.

Colleagues looked at their computer screens one after another, pretending to work seriously.

Ding Furong's eyes flickered, said "Manager, hello," and returned to his workstation with a sigh, an innocent look of "I've tried my best to communicate."

Liu Huiyang came to Zhang Lei's side, leaned over, and lowered his voice: "Zhang Lei, I know you're angry, but don't get emotional, finish the handover first."

Zhang Lei just wanted to say something.

"Tap tap tap" a slightly hurried sound of high heels rang out.

"Manager Liu, you're here too! That's perfect!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the HRBP of the Food and Beverage Division, Li Xin, walking over, with a look of anxiety on her face, her tone hurried.

Zhang Lei's heart jumped violently, and his heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably.

Realizing that Miss Xiao Jing had taken action!

Never expected her action to be so fast, it was just work time!

Liu Huiyang was stunned, puzzled: "Director Li, what's wrong?"

"It's mainly about Zhang Lei in your department, let's go to the small conference room and talk." Li Xin took a deep breath, "Zhang Lei, trouble you to come over too."

A trace of mockery flashed in the bottom of Ding Furong's eyes.

He knew that Zhang Lei was completely finished this time.

Looking at this posture, he probably wouldn't even be able to stay peacefully for the last day.

Must say, Feng Ge is truly awesome!

He felt secretly refreshed, with this backing, he could also make a name for himself at Zhongcheng Group in the future.

Other colleagues around cast looks of sympathy, indifference, or watching the fun at Zhang Lei one after another.

Zhang Lei didn't say anything, just followed Liu Huiyang silently and walked into the conference room.

More than half an hour later.

Just when everyone was about to forget about this matter.

"Ding-dong—"

In the enterprise WeChat, a [Personnel Change Notice] issued personally by the HRBP suddenly popped up.

[After the review of employee files by the Group Human Resources Department, it was found that there was an assessment error in reviewing the transfer resume and performance report of Mr. Zhang Lei from the Quancheng branch. Now, after comprehensive evaluation and re-discussion by the management, in order to maximize the value of employees, with the special approval of the division management, it is now decided to transfer Zhang Lei to the 'New Retail Strategy Project Team',

serving as a project specialist, hereby notified.]

Gradually, suppressed gasps and whispers sounded in the quiet office area.

Everyone's gaze cast straight at the figure who had returned to his workstation.

The gaze was full of shock, confusion, envy, and deep awe.

Let the leadership, especially the HR department that pays the most attention to process correctness, publicly issue a document admitting their "assessment error"?

This was simply too outrageous!

There must be someone behind him, and it was at the group executive level.

Zhang Lei sat there, feeling an unprecedented surge of blood from his chest straight to the top of his head, making his cheeks flush red.

The [New Retail Strategy Project Team] was a core team formed by the Group COO, drawing elites from various departments, responsible for the most important transformation strategy of the group's future!

Before, he didn't know how many people squeezed their heads to get in, and there were only a few positions.

Ding Furong looked blankly at the notice, his brain a blank, completely unable to react.

Didn't they say they were going to let him roll out?

How did he get promoted?

In that case—. Then what about him?

He was originally arranged to replace Zhang Lei, now like this, a bad premonition surged in his heart.

Gritting his teeth, Ding Furong clicked on Gao Junfeng's chat box and quickly typed a message.

Zhongcheng Building 17th Floor, inside an independent office.

Qin Hua was focused on the computer screen in front of her, her fingertips jumping quickly on the keyboard, adding annotations one by one.

"Knock knock knock—"

A knock on the door sounded.

"Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Gao Junfeng walked in with a tense face.

Lowering his voice, he said: "Supervisor Qin! There's something—I don't know if I should tell you."

Qin Hua raised her head, her eyebrows furrowed, "What is it? Tell me."

Gao Junfeng took a deep breath and said: "There was a personnel change in the Food and Beverage Division, that Zhang Lei I told you about before was suddenly transferred to the [New Retail Strategy Project Team]."

The moment he heard it, he knew it must be Tang Song asking Tian Jing to take action, and the movement was very big.

Fortunately, he had transferred the hand before and didn't take action directly himself, otherwise he was really afraid it would implicate him.

Qin Hua's hand holding the mouse paused imperceptibly, and her eyes instantly became sharp.

The [New Retail Strategy Project Team] was the current focus of the group, and even she herself held a position in it, wanting to get some gold plating.

Actually, Xiao Jing opened her mouth yesterday, and she wouldn't really let Zhang Lei resign.

She just wanted to drag it out, after all, resignation handover must go through HR review, and she had already greeted them there.

Never expected Xiao Jing to go to this extent for her boyfriend.

And it was operating directly by bypassing her.

This was equivalent to warning her openly.

Just then.

"Ding-a-ling—" The internal desk phone on the table rang urgently.

Qin Hua looked at the caller information and answered immediately, her voice calm: "Hello, Sister Yang."

Yang Meiping's gentle voice came through the receiver: "Hua Hua, is it convenient to talk now?"

Qin Hua waved at Gao Junfeng, "Convenient, tell me."

Gao Junfeng immediately retreated to the door sensibly, standing with his hands down.

"It's like this." Yang Meiping's tone couldn't tell joy or anger, "That Ding Furong in the Food and Beverage Division is an employee pushed in by your administrative office, right?"

Qin Hua pursed her lips, "Mm, right, it seems to be recommended by an assistant below, what's wrong Sister Yang? Is there a problem with his work?"

"Not really." A light laugh came from the other end of the phone, "Just asking you casually, what's your impression of him?"

Qin Hua's eyes flickered, and after a short hesitation, she said slowly: "I think it's pretty good, he's quite suitable for that position in all aspects."

"Haha, that's it. Nothing else, bye."

"Bye, Sister Yang."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Hua squeezed the receiver tightly with her fingers.

She naturally knew what this call from Yang Meiping meant.

And her answer was already equivalent to choosing to go against her best friend Xiao Jing publicly.

If it were before, she would never do this,

But now it was different.

Uncle Tian was exhausted because of the Huineng Electronics matter, had no time to take care of Zhongcheng Group's internal affairs, and hoped she could "guide" Xiao Jing more, letting her make the "correct" choice.

And her father had just become a new director.

She always felt that her best friend had been cast a spell by that man, and she wanted to save her.

Choosing to temporarily protect Ding Furong was also to see if Tang Song would make any trouble, and if she could take this opportunity to intensify the conflict between him and Xiao Jing.

Wait until Xiao Jing's birthday party, she would "unintentionally" shake these things out in front of their friends.

"Supervisor Qin?" Gao Junfeng's voice sounded again, pulling her back from her deep thoughts.

Qin Hua came back to her senses, and her face returned to the gentle and decent calmness of weekdays.

"Alright Junfeng, I know about this. Go get busy, I have my own count."

"Mm-hmm, okay." Gao Junfeng hesitated for a moment, a handsome smile he had practiced many times appearing on his handsome face, "That—today is Friday, is Supervisor Qin free tonight? A very authentic French restaurant just opened in Qiaoxi, the atmosphere is very—"

"Knock knock knock—"

A steady and powerful knock on the door interrupted Gao Junfeng's invitation that hadn't been finished yet.

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

Dressed in a crisp suit, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, his hair parted in a three-to-seven ratio and combed meticulously, looking mature and steady.

"Hello, Tian Zong!" Gao Junfeng's body instantly tensed, looking at his "rival"—Financial Director Tian Guowen—with some nervousness.

Tian Guowen raised his eyebrows, smiling but not smiling: "Oh? Assistant Gao is here too."

"Came to report work to Supervisor Qin."

Tian Guowen didn't pay attention to him anymore, walked straight to Qin Hua's desk, and placed a document he was holding on it.

"The data you wanted, delivered to you personally, are you moved?"

Qin Hua smiled, "Moved, thank you Tian Zong for stooping to come."

Tian Guowen took the opportunity to lean against the edge of her desk, arms crossed, "Are you free tonight? Let's have a meal together, and by the way, discuss the administrative budget and resource allocation for the New Retail Strategy Project Team."

Gao Junfeng's eyes twitched violently.

A sense of powerlessness mixed with jealousy and unwillingness surged up.

Qin Hua paused, smiled apologetically, "Sorry Tian Zong, tonight—I already have an appointment."

While speaking, she also looked at the handsome "Assistant Gao" beside her.

Hearing this sentence, Gao Junfeng's heart instantly burst with joy!

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

Sure enough! Qin Hua had fallen for him!

Tian Guowen's gaze swept over Gao Junfeng, his eyebrows furrowing imperceptibly, "Oh? Then fine."

Qin Hua seemed to be unaware, reminding softly: "By the way Tian Zong, Sunday is Xiao Jing's birthday party, don't forget."

Tian Guowen's eyes flickered, smiling, "My sister's birthday, how could I forget."

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and Tian Guowen turned and left with a hint of regret.

Qin Hua breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze turning slightly, "Assistant Gao, do you have anything else?"

"Then what time are we going tonight? It mainly depends on your time." Gao Junfeng looked at this Bai Fumei female boss who made him dream of her with full anticipation.

Qin Hua was stunned, then shook her head and laughed, "Very sorry, I'm not free tonight."

The expression on Gao Junfeng's face instantly solidified, "Oh, oh—then I'll go back first, you get busy."

Watching his departing back.

Qin Hua smiled faintly, noncommittal.

In her view, Tian Guowen was now her biggest competitor.

Once things "settled" on Xiao Jing's side, and she gained Uncle Tian's favor, plus her father's director status, she would inevitably have to compete with Tian Guowen for the CEO position in the future.

In this case, naturally, she couldn't get too close to him.

And the key to everything lay in Xiao Jing's birthday party this time.

By then, not only Uncle Tian and some of his important friends in business would be present, but several extremely excellent young talents had also been invited.

For example, that tech circle newcomer, the founder of Speed Dynamics, Lin Jingming.

It was said that he had already been confirmed to be on next year's "Fortune" magazine's "40 Business Elites Under 40 in China" list.

Besides this, according to her father's private disclosure, there was an even more heavyweight guest.

The second-generation heir of a top family office from Singapore, named Meng Chuan.

She specifically checked the other party's information online.

The family office he was in had deep cooperation with the famous Jingwu Capital, and was planning to carry huge funds to enter the mainland's new energy market on a large scale.

And Meng Chuan himself was a financial high-achiever who graduated from Columbia University, quite famous in the entire Asia-Pacific financial circle, and was the core person in charge of this expansion plan.

The other party happened to be in contact with the struggling Huineng Electronics recently, so he was also specifically invited by Uncle Tian.

If Xiao Jing could get together with a figure like Meng Chuan, then Huineng Electronics would get powerful capital and technical background support, and would definitely be able to come back to life.

And Tian's crisis would also be solved.

With such a top-tier "precious jade" in front, whether it was family background, ability, or personal charm.

She wanted to see, how much face did that Tang Song, who stepped on two boats, have?