Wen Ruan's Grand Promises

June 18, 2023, Sunday, cloudy turning to thunderstorms, 23~34℃.

early morning.

The sky was obscured by thick clouds, and a slightly brisk wind blew in.

The trees along the roadside swayed slightly, their leaves rustling softly.

"Phew~" Tang Song let out a long sigh and stopped walking.

I glanced at the sports watch on my wrist.

I ran 10 kilometers at an average pace of 4'53" and it took me 48 minutes.

Tang Song rested for ten minutes on a bench in the community's recreation area and quickly recovered.

Wearing the [Infinite Vitality] set, which provides a 40% stamina and effect bonus.

In addition, his cardiopulmonary function was enhanced by system items.

Running a 10-kilometer race is a piece of cake for me.

Looking at his increasingly smooth and defined muscle lines, breathing in the moist earthy scent in the air, and feeling the cool breeze blowing in his face.

Tang Song and Song were in a good mood.

I opened WeChat, took a picture of Wen Ruan, and left a comment with a smile, "I've been running according to the muscle coordination tutorial you posted recently, and the results are great. I've already broken 5 minutes for 10 kilometers. I feel like my stamina and endurance are terrifyingly strong now. I really don't know how you're going to handle me when we play ball in the future!"

Lately, both of us have been quite busy with work and have rarely gone to the gym.

The two mainly communicated via WeChat.

Tang Song really misses her older sister's peach-shaped buttocks and "thick thighs".

Speaking of which, Wen Ruan's figure is indeed extraordinary.

According to the information he gathered, her waist circumference was 62cm, her hip circumference was 108cm, and her thigh circumference was 60cm.

Add to that the fearless Nanako, and they're practically invincible.

She exudes a sexy, healthy, and powerful beauty.

"Buzzing—"

[Wen Ruan: Selfie. jpg]

Upon seeing the photo, Tang Song's breathing quickened again.

This is a photo taken while I was lying on the bed.

She must have just woken up; her face, completely bare of makeup, carried a lazy and casual air.

Of course, that's not the point. The point is that she wasn't wearing pants, just a pair of black panties.

Her rounded buttocks were large and plump, like tempting peaches.

The 25-year-old from Yan Province was thrilled and wanted to go up and give it a good pat.

The photo was subsequently withdrawn.

[Wen Ruan: "When I use this move, how will my younger brother respond?"]

Tang Song took a deep breath. Well, he was indeed finding it hard to hold on.

Although he had used "Male God's Kidney Treasure Pill," he was still within the normal range, at most considered to be at a relatively excellent level.

Facing a novice like Lin Mu Xue, they could crush her without restraint.

Facing a young and energetic player like Zhao Yachian, they were slightly outmatched, but still managed to win smoothly.

But when it comes to Wen Ruan, sensible, mature, and voluptuous older sister like Wen Ruan, he really lacks confidence.

In the future, we may need to rely on skillful hand gestures and verbal manipulation, such as using underhanded tactics and trash talk, to barely suppress them.

But through his interactions with the older woman, Fang Ming a very ambitious player, and it was possible that she would be the one to start with dirty tricks and trash talk.

Considering the opponent's physical condition, the outcome is still uncertain.

Licking her lips, Tang Song excitedly left a message: "Sister, I suddenly want some milk. Is it convenient to go to Jinxiu New City Residential Area now?"

[Wen Ruan: Smiling Sideways. jpg]

[Wen Ruan: "I don't think you want to drink milk; you want me to drink milk."]

[Wen Ruan: selfie with lips. jpg]

Looking at the older sister's slightly parted red lips and her full, alluring lips.

Tang Song was instantly captivated.

Wow, the mature older sister is definitely not something those young players can compare to.

[Wen Ruan: "But it's not very convenient, since this is Zi Qi's house, and she's still sleeping."]

Tang Song: "I don't think she'll mind."

[Wen Ruan: "I have to go on a business trip next Wednesday, and there's some preparation work to do. Also, today is Father's Day, so I have to go back to Oasis View Residential Complex. Remember to call home later to check on things."]

After chatting for a few more minutes, Wen Ruan got up and started exercising.

Tang Song sighed, feeling somewhat guilty.

This time, Wen Ruan did not suggest that he go back to meet his parents, nor did she try to engage him in conversation with other topics.

He could roughly tell from the other party's recent attitude that the older sister's knot in her heart had loosened.

I guess she's already mentally prepared not to get married.

I guess I went home for Father's Day this time to try and ease the tension with my family.

A delightful encounter in the Imperial Capital, a villa in Shengyuan Jiajing, a trust fund for Juqing Huijin, Partner development program...

I hope that what I prepared will make this older sister feel happy.

After taking another stroll around the neighborhood, Tang Song returned to his large apartment.

I checked the time and dialed my father Tang Zengxian's, phone.

The phone rang for quite a while before it was answered.

"Hello, Dad."

Soon, a cheerful voice came through the receiver. "Hey, Xiao Song, it's the weekend, right? Resting at home?"

"Yeah, I'm resting." Tang Song stood up and leaned against the window on the balcony. "Dad, Happy Father's Day! How have you been lately?"

"Haha, that's great. The government organized a free physical examination a few days ago, and all my values were normal. I'm very healthy, and your mom is much better than before."

"That's good. You all need to rest more and don't skimp on food. I transferred 100,000 yuan home, so spend it as you see fit."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Tang Zengxian hummed in response, his voice somewhat low, "By the way, how's your company doing lately?"

Tang Song smiled and began to talk to his father about the recent situation of Songmei Clothing, mainly discussing some sales figures.

Unlike his mother, his father, Tang Zengxian, was never very talkative.

I won't chat with him about family matters; I'll focus more on his career.

Two months have passed since I started my business, and the company is on the right track. It's time for my family to accept the fact that I've become wealthy.

Upon hearing keywords such as "monthly sales of one million," "achieving profitability," and "large-scale recruitment," Tang Zengxian visibly excited and started talking much more.

Although he knows nothing about live-streaming e-commerce or women's clothing, it doesn't stop him from sharing some life and work experiences.

The father and son chatted for more than half an hour.

Tang Song had just hung up the phone when he saw an unread message.

[Yao Lingling: "Senior, the outfit you sent me before is finished. See if you're satisfied."]

[Yao Lingling: Photo. jpg]

Tang Song clicked on it and took a look, a joyful expression appearing on his face.

Dark gray sports T-shirt, black sports shorts, black sports underwear.

It's almost exactly the same as what I see on the System Interface.

Add a pair of decent sneakers.

Finally, I can unleash the full power of the [Outfit - Limitless Vitality]!

My fitness career can reach a new level, and my physical attractiveness can be improved as soon as possible!

Thinking of this, Tang Song quickly replied, "Thank you Ling Ling, I'm very satisfied. I'll go get it from you now."

"Buzzing—"

Yao Lingling: "No, no, no, it's Father's Day today. I've gone back to my own home. I'll be going back to Star Garden Residential Area this afternoon. Why don't you come over later and have a meal with us before you leave?"

Tang Song: "Okay, then that's settled. I'll be there around 5 o'clock."

[Yao Lingling: "Um, by the way, senior, could you ride your Ninja 400 over? I practiced on a relative's motorcycle when I went home this time, and I'd like to test drive yours."]

Tang Song replied with a smile, "Of course, no problem. I can give you some pointers on the spot. Once you're skilled, you can get one too. I have a cycling group here, and we can go out and have fun together."

The two chatted for a few more minutes before Tang Song exited the chat.

My mind subconsciously went to Cheng Qiuqiu, the female motorcycle rider.

When we first met at the Huayun Center, I felt that the other person was cool and stylish, and very nice.

My junior classmate is tall and good-looking, her only flaw is that she's plain-looking in the front.

Luzhou Jingyuan Residential Complex Chang'an District.

A black BMW 330i slowly drove up, the gate at the underground parking garage entrance automatically opened, and the bright projector headlights automatically turned on.

"BGM: There's always a colorful river winding through the Fairytale Town, imbued with the whimsical aura of magic, yet twisting and turning in love..."

Amidst the soft, clear music, Wen Ruan slowly parked the car in her own parking space.

The vehicle is turned off.

Looking at the dazzling dashboard and Mood Lighting, Wen Ruan patted the car's steering wheel with a satisfied smile on her face.

As a resident of the community, she had already entered the car's license plate number into the system beforehand.

As for that Lynk & Co 06, it's still gathering dust in Brocade New City.

It wasn't that she was heartless; it was just that she was extremely satisfied with the handling and sound system of the 330i.

Driving it along the Taiping River is especially enjoyable.

This has led to her rarely going out for cycling lately.

I touched my lower abdomen, and thankfully, my abs are still there.

When I get back from this business trip to Imperial Capital, I must work out properly and catch up on everything I missed.

After getting out of the car, I took a gift bag from the trunk, locked the car, and took the elevator directly to the 17th floor.

She paused for a moment outside the door of 1702, then Wen Ruan grasped the doorknob and opened the door.

He said in a gentle voice, "I'm back."

Immediately afterward, Qian Guixiang hurried out of the master bedroom, her face beaming with surprise, and said, "Ruan Ruan, why did you suddenly come back?"

Then she looked outside the door and said with some disappointment, "Tang Song isn't with you."

Wen Ruan frowned Wen Ruan. "Mom, if you don't welcome me, I'll leave right now."

"No, no, no, it's almost noon. What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Qian Guixiang quickly grabbed her daughter's arm and pressed her down onto the sofa.

"Whatever." Wen Ruan glanced around and asked, "Where's my dad? Isn't he off work today?"

"He went out early this morning, saying there was something going on at the factory, and he hasn't come back yet." Qian Guixiang checked the time. "I'll give him a call."

After saying that, she ran to the bedroom, took out her Mobile Phone, and dialed the number.

The phone had only rang a few times.

The door was suddenly opened again.

Immediately afterward, Wen Jianxin, looking travel-worn, walked in and shouted, "Stop fighting, I'm back!"

Wen Ruan quickly stood up, handed over the gift bag in her hand, and said with a smile, "Dad, Happy Father's Day. This is a gift I bought for you."

Wen Jianxin's previously silent and serious face instantly relaxed, every wrinkle seemingly filled with joy.

"Thank you, my daughter." Wen Jianxin's face was full of emotion and affection.

Their family relationship had always been harmonious, but Wen Ruan's return from the Imperial Capital and her continued refusal to find a partner caused the family relationship to cool down considerably.

Qian Guixiang glanced at the gift bag and laughed, "Wuliangye, huh? Now your dad's going to brag to his coworkers again."

With Wen Ruan smile, she said, "Dad, what would you like to eat? I'll cook it for you myself for lunch."

"Oh, no need, your mom and I will do it, you get some rest."

"It's Father's Day today, Dad, so please don't do anything." Wen Ruan picked up the teacup on the table, poured him a glass of warm water, and handed it to him.

Looking at his considerate daughter, Wen Jianxin's eyes welled up with tears.

It's as if I can still vaguely see that little girl sitting on my shoulders saying, "Dad, you've worked hard."

He sighed, sat down on the sofa, and looked at his wife and daughter.

After a moment of silence, he said, "I went to the factory today because I suddenly received a notice that our printing factory may have to go bankrupt, and this time we will have to lay off 80% of the employees."

"Ah!?" Qian Guixiang's face turned pale with fright. "What happened? Didn't you say you got new business?"

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment. "Wasn't the printing factory doing well? How come it's suddenly going to close down again?"

Wen Jianxin shook his head. "The business has been bad. We haven't paid salaries for two months, but I haven't told you."

Then, he began to explain what he knew.

Yanbei Printing Factory's main business is printing various types of printed materials such as books, documents, data, and promotional materials.

With the increasing prevalence of digitalization, business has been shrinking.

We were able to stay afloat by having a few large orders from long-term state-owned enterprise clients.

However, due to various reasons such as aging equipment, market competition, and stricter environmental protection requirements, the printing plant has lost half of its customers in the past six months and has reached a stage where it cannot make ends meet.

In the past, they would mainly go to the leaders to ask if there was any room for leniency.

Listening to her father's account, Wenruan took Wen Ruan breath, her heart filled with complex emotions.

Their family and their father's relatives originally lived in villages and towns outside the North Third Ring Road.

There used to be many small printing factories there; they were called factories, but they were really just small workshops.

The wages are very low, there is no social insurance, let alone any benefits.

Even so, it has provided the surrounding villagers with a relatively stable income.

Later, subway and park plans were started in the surrounding area, developers flocked in, and villages and towns began to be demolished.

In order to safeguard people's livelihoods, the government has re-planned and attracted investment.

Eventually, a proper printing company, Yanbei Printing Factory, was established, and these workers were recruited.

With rising wages, five types of social insurance contributions, and greater job security, everyone is happy.

That was back in 2008.

Dark blue work uniforms, a spacious and bright workshop, high-end printing presses, and a clean and tidy warehouse piled high with materials...

This was my father's favorite topic of conversation during his leisure time, and it was also a frequent topic of discussion when relatives gathered.

It is because of this job at the printing factory that, although their resettlement housing has not yet been secured, everyone can still endure it.

But now even this job is going to be lost, and everyone is very emotional.

After all, many people are still renting.

After hearing Wen Jianxin's description, Qian Guixiang said anxiously, "What can we do? You're already over 50, it'll definitely be hard for you to find a job, and you're not old enough to retire yet."

Buying this house last year practically emptied their savings, and they're still Wen Ruan the mortgage.

If they just sit around and live off their savings, relying on their daughter to support the family, they'd be terrified.

Moreover, Wen Ruan's boyfriend is so outstanding. If he knew about their family situation, wouldn't he have some opinions about Wen Ruan?

Wen Jianxin let out a long sigh. "Let's see what the leaders say. If all else fails, I'll change jobs and see what I can do."

He was responsible for the maintenance of equipment in the factory, but that equipment is almost obsolete now, so it would be difficult for him to find a suitable job outside.

"Oh, what a mess this is! Ruan Ruan was finally getting better, and we even bought a new house. But now..." Qian Guixiang sighed and sat down. "If I had known, I wouldn't have quit my job two years ago."

She had worked in a textile company for several years, but due to allergic rhinitis and other health problems, she was frequently sick and hospitalized.

After Wen Ruan returned from the Imperial Capital, she advised her to resign from her job and stay at home to recuperate.

Seeing her anxious parents, Wen Ruan pursed her lips and said, "Dad, Mom, I also have something I want to tell you."

"What's up?"

"A former colleague from my company in Imperial Capital contacted me yesterday." Wen Ruan sat up straight and looked at her parents. "He said the group plans to set up a branch in Yancheng. It will be a very large company with more than 200 employees."

"Huh?" Qian Guixiang's eyes lit up. "It's that Xingyun International, right?"

She was very impressed with her daughter's first company after graduation.

A truly large corporation, the kind with a market value of several billion.

It's really prestigious to talk about it.

Wen Ruan nodded and said, "Yes, it's Stardust International Media Group. That old colleague said that the vice president in charge of this branch really admires me and wants me to go there to be a leader. The office is still in Yancheng, but the salary standard is based on that in Imperial Capital."

"Oh! How much is that?"

"Around thirty thousand," Wen Ruan said calmly, her gaze slightly averted.

Actually, she only stated part of the facts. For example, the salary standards are definitely implemented according to local regulations.

However, in order to achieve her goal, she had no choice but to lie.

"So much! My goodness!" Qian Guixiang stood up excitedly. "I remember there's also a year-end bonus and stuff, doesn't that mean my income is almost the same as Gu... a senior executive in finance?"

She originally wanted to say Gu Cheng, but worried that her daughter would feel uncomfortable hearing it, so she quickly changed her words.

Wen Jianxin's face flushed as well. "This is wonderful news! Can we be sure this will turn out well?"

A monthly salary of 30,000 yuan is about the same as the deputy general manager of their factory.

The reason they were in such a hurry to get their daughter married was that they wanted her to find a good husband as soon as possible so that her life would be easier in the future.

If my daughter could earn a salary in Yancheng the Imperial Capital city would be, that would truly be a stroke of good fortune.

The couple can finally rest easy now.

"I can say for sure, but..." Wen Ruan paused for a moment, biting her lip, and said, "Mom and Dad, as you know, I am 29 years old now, which is the right age for marriage and pregnancy. The group is worried that I will suddenly take my wedding leave or maternity leave, which will delay the establishment of the branch company."

Therefore, if I want to become a leader, I cannot get married or have children for the next two years.

She finally said what she had been preparing for so long, and instantly felt relieved.

"A monthly salary of around 30,000 yuan, six types of insurance and one housing fund, a two-month year-end bonus, and various subsidies, which adds up to over 400,000 yuan a year. That's enough for a BMW a year and a house in three years. If I can achieve good results, I might even become a senior executive in a branch office. Mom and Dad, what do you think?"

Wen Jianxin took a deep breath, frowned, and pondered, "This..."

Qian Guixiang's face showed an extremely conflicted expression. "But... Tang Song is such a good young man, will he wait for you? What if he finds someone else later?"

The words that Wen Ruan uttered were incredibly impactful.

An annual salary of 400,000 yuan and a senior management position—this is a chance for my daughter to rise to the top!

"If I have my own career and become more outstanding, he will love me even more." Her Wen Ruan voice was full of confidence.

Then, she looked at her father and said seriously, "Xingyun International is one of the largest media companies in the country. If I become a senior executive of the company, I should be able to hand over some of the printing business to Yanbei Printing Factory. At that time, the factory will be able to survive, and all our relatives will be grateful to our family."

This thought immediately popped into her head after Zhao Mingying said those words yesterday.

I came here today to talk to my family, but it just so happens that my father is facing an unemployment crisis.

This made her words more convincing.

The impact is even greater on parents.

A lot can happen in two years; perhaps things will turn around in the future?

Tang Song, Tang Song! For you, I even lied to my own parents!

If you ever dare to betray me, I'll eat your brother!