Flapping Wings

Yanjing Huating, Building 6.

"Yeah, I'm going to Su Yu's concert tonight. My boyfriend gave me the tickets."

"Okay, thank you, Teacher Meng Chu. You've worked hard."

"Bye-bye~, I'll treat you to a big meal after you finish this training session."

I hung up the phone.

Zhao Yachian checked the time.

13:40.

The concert officially starts at 8 pm, and you can enter 1-2 hours in advance, so there is still plenty of time.

"Ta-da!" Zhao Yachian, wearing slippers, quickly walked into a bedroom facing east.

She had turned this space into half a study.

Near the corner, there is a small solid wood bookcase, as well as an adjustable desk and Ergonomic Chair.

I opened my laptop, logged into WeChat, and began to carefully review the documents sent by Professor Zhang Mengchu.

After experiencing initial confusion and distress, Zhao Yachian reluctantly began searching Internet Plus for information about the current state of the beauty industry, market development, and future trends.

However, this was clearly beyond her scope, and the more she looked at it, the more confused she became.

In order to complete the task assigned by my boyfriend as soon as possible and not let him down.

Zhao Yachian contacted the most authoritative person in her network.

As a teacher at Zhuoyue Vocational Training School, Zhang Mengchu has extensive professional experience and a deep understanding of the market.

Upon hearing Zhao Yachian's wishes, he showed great enthusiasm and initiative.

"Within the niche market, non-surgical aesthetic medicine is developing rapidly, with the market size projected to grow to 146.1 billion yuan in 2023, becoming a significant driver of industry growth. In addition, comprehensive beauty spas..."

3 p. m.

"Qianqian! I'm back!" A familiar voice came from outside the door.

Zhao Yachian yawned, rubbed her slightly dizzy head, and called out loudly, "Tingzi, I'm over here!"

Then he stood up and walked outside.

She genuinely dislikes reading, especially complex market analysis materials like this. She feels her brain isn't up to the task, and she has to constantly look up things she doesn't understand.

It seems I'll have to ask my cousin and Xiao Xue for help again.

As soon as I opened the door, I bumped into He Liting, who was rushing towards me.

"Our company is giving everyone the afternoon off. Qianqian, hurry up and start packing your things, putting on makeup, and changing your clothes. We'll go downstairs for lunch at 5 o'clock, and then we can leave."

"It's only 3 o'clock now, it wouldn't be too late for us to leave at 6 o'clock, right? I want to sleep a little longer." Zhao Yachian yawned again.

"How can you still sleep at a time like this? We're in the front row of the VIP inner area, very close to Su Yu! And there are so many people outside the Olympic Sports Center today, it's safer to go there early." He Liting isn't a fan of celebrities, but being in such a lively environment at the company, she's easily influenced.

"Okay, I'll go do my makeup first."

"Let's go together! Today is a big day. I'd like to try your high-end beauty products. I'm sure the beautiful and kind-hearted Qianqian won't refuse, right?"

"Hehe, of course Beauty Zhao won't refuse." Zhao Yachian raised her fluffy eyebrows.

The two of them, laughing and joking, went to the dressing table in the master bedroom's walk-in closet and started getting busy.

More than half an hour later.

He Liting applied her lipstick evenly, turned around to look at her sexy and beautiful cousin, and thought about the upcoming concert.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "Qianqian, there's something I need to tell you in advance, so you need to be mentally prepared."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Zhao Yachian looked at her curiously.

He Liting bit her lip and whispered, "Among the colleagues who went to the concert this time was our company's vice president, Gao Mengting."

"Gao Mengting... is Brother Song's business partner, right?"

"Yes, she's the one I told you about. She's the same age as Tang Song, and she's very beautiful. The two of them have a very close relationship."

After saying that, He Liting looked at her cousin with some concern.

Although the invitations from Tang Song mostly placed seats separately, the distance between each person was not far, making it easy to bump into each other.

Besides that President Gao, there's also the Bai Fumei I met at the barbecue restaurant before. I wonder if she'll be there tonight.

If they were to meet, who knows what might happen?

Zhao Yachian was silent for a moment, then said, "Tingzi, don't tell anyone that I'm Song Ge's girlfriend. Just tell your colleagues that I'm your cousin."

He Liting pursed her lips, gave a soft "hmm," and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Qianqian has grown up and matured. She understands some things without them needing to be explicitly stated.

Zhao Yachian's smile quickly returned. She twirled in front of the mirror and said in a sweet, innocent tone, "Tingzi, I think my burgundy hair looks especially beautiful yesterday. Do you think Brother Song will be captivated by me?"

"Of course! Seeing someone as beautiful as Qianqian, I'd definitely want to push you down right then and there!"

"Hehe, Beauty Zhao is invincible! Brother Song loves me the most!" Zhao Yachian winked at herself in the mirror.

"Ring ring—" The Mobile Phone rang.

Zhao Yachian picked it up and looked at it, then smiled at He Liting and said, "It's Xiao Xue. She should be coming over after finishing her work. We can go to the concert together."

Yanjing Huating, Building 1, large single-level apartment.

"Ding-dong—ding-dong—" The doorbell rang.

The nanny glanced at the screen, quickly opened the door, and said warmly, "Miss Qin, you've arrived. Miss is waiting for you in the bedroom."

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Pei." Qin Hua changed into disposable slippers, went to a door, and knocked. "Xiao Jing, open the door."

After a while, with a "click," the door lock opened. "Coming!"

Qin Hua asked suspiciously, "Why did it take so long to open the door? Could they be doing something weird in there?"

Tian Jing slapped her on the bottom and pouted, saying, "What are you thinking? I just took a few pictures of my boyfriend."

"What photo? Let me see." Qin Hua stretched out her hand directly.

Tian Jing's face instantly turned red. "No, you can't see! This is just a little game we play as a couple."

After saying that, she quickly went to the bedside and held the Mobile Phone in her hand.

She just left a message for Tang Song, saying she was wearing a really pretty gold dress and was going to the concert soon, asking if he was going tonight so she could see it.

As a result, Tang Song directly asked her to send a few selfies, and he was also very concerned about her innerwear.

Xiao Jing had no choice but to take off her leggings and excitedly took a few more photos.

Unexpectedly, my best friend Qin Hua came knocking on the door.

She glanced at the time and asked in surprise, "Why are you here so early today? Weren't we supposed to meet at 5:30?"

Qin Hua casually sat down in the chair, looked at her sweet and lovely best friend, and said seriously, "Two things. First, I have already spoken to Zhang Wenbin, the Vice President of Sales, about Lu Ziyue's matter. She will be promoted to South China Regional Sales Manager next month."

"Thank you for Hua Hua, you worked hard." Xiao Jing blinked, picked up her Mobile Phone and said to Tang Song and Lu Ziyue respectively.

Previously, Tang Song introduced her to his college classmate Lu Ziming and his sister Lu Ziyue.

After chatting and spending time together for a while, she and Lu Ziyue became friends.

Although the other party had not made any demands, the clever girl naturally understood what Lu Ziyue wanted.

In fact, she has never lacked such people over the years, including some of her current colleagues at Brocade Business.

However, Lu Ziyue was related to Tang Song after all, and he had previously helped her find part-time jobs, and her younger brother had also rented a house to Tang Song.

Xiao Jing took this matter very seriously and was trying her best to be a good girlfriend.

I had asked my best friend Qin Hua, who works in the President's Office Zhongcheng Group, to help me make arrangements a long time ago.

As the daughter of a company shareholder and working in the CEO Office, Qin Hua naturally had many ways to complete this small task.

In this way, Tang Song wouldn't owe the other party a favor; on the contrary, the siblings should thank Tang Song.

Thinking about this made her feel a little better.

"Xiao Jing." Qin Hua patted her shoulder and said seriously, "The second thing is that Tian Guowen has been promoted again. He is now the Finance Director of Zhongcheng."

While replying to messages, Xiao Jing casually remarked, "Oh, it seems my cousin did quite well."

Qin Hua shook her head helplessly and said irritably, "I really don't know what to say to you. He'll be promoted to vice president, or even president, and then he'll have complete control of Zhongcheng Group."

"So what? Anyway, I can only be the sole heir in my family. No matter how much he fights, my dad won't give him any shares."

Qin Hua said seriously, "Xiao Jing, your father only has you as his daughter. Your cousin is ambitious and clearly wants to use the family's reputation to build his own power base in Zhongcheng. In the future, when your father shifts his focus to Brocade Business, I have reason to suspect that he will use his position to profit himself."

"Then what do you think I should do?" Xiao Jing put down her Mobile Phone and looked at her best friend.

Because her parents couldn't bear to see her suffer, she didn't spend money to study at a prestigious university abroad like Qin Hua did. Instead, she studied an easy major in China, which basically didn't require any management skills.

One payroll manager is enough to keep her busy.

Her cousin is a top student at Cambridge, the kind of academic superstar who got in through his own hard work.

He is 32 years old this year, a promising young man, and is highly regarded by his father, who often praises him at home.

Qin Hua pursed her lips and said softly, "The best way is to find a husband who is of equal social standing and outstanding ability, such as the son of a high-ranking official. Your Fangjia can complement each other perfectly, and he can help you suppress Tian Guowen's ambitions."

Tian Jing looked at her and said, "So that's what you mean. You've changed Hua Hua. You didn't have so many complicated ideas before."

Qin Hua shook her head. "Think about it carefully. I'm doing this for your own good."

Tian Jing snorted. "My boyfriend gave me the tickets to Su Yu's concert. Since that's the case, then you shouldn't go."

"No, no, no, I was wrong. Let's eat first, then head to the concert."

"Let's go. Anyway, you're not allowed to persuade me to break up again." Tian Jing looked at her best friend with a complicated expression.

Qin Hua used to be just like her, a fan of anime and manga, and she spoke very directly. The two had a very good relationship.

However, in the six months since she returned from abroad, she has matured and become more complex.

In fact, she knew very well that Qin Hua had her own ulterior motives.

Unlike her, Qin Hua has a younger brother who is in a passive position when it comes to inheriting the family fortune.

He hoped to use her influence to gain a foothold in Zhongcheng Group, which is why he advised her to compete with her cousin for control of the Zhongcheng Group.

Thinking of this, Tian Jing couldn't help but sigh.

In the stairwell outside Guangying Media.

Wen Ruan chatted with her girlfriends in a group chat while taking a walk to exercise.

As she gets older and her metabolism slows down, she has to exercise a lot every day to maintain her figure.

The sound of footsteps, "tap tap tap," came from behind.

Immediately afterward, colleague Zhang Xintong leaned over and whispered, "Sister Wen Ruan, have you heard? It seems our company is going to be acquired? When I was picking up my package downstairs, I overheard two managers chatting. They're cooperating with a compliance investigation, and it seems someone will be coming to check it out in the next couple of days."

Wen Ruan raised her eyebrows and shook her head, saying, "I don't know; I haven't received any information yet."

She was just an ordinary employee and had no way of obtaining this information.

"Sigh!" Zhang Xintong sighed, looking worried. "How could such a good company be acquired? I hope there won't be any layoffs."

Her Wen Ruan eyes flickered slightly as she asked in a low voice, "Xintong, have you considered changing jobs?"

In order to stall her family, she has decided to try her luck at the Yancheng branch of Xingyun International.

I have also contacted Zhao Mingying and plan to meet up with some of my former colleagues after arriving in Imperial Capital, so as to try to finalize this matter as soon as possible.

Zhang Xintong has been with the company for a year, serving as her assistant specialist, and she is very happy with the job.

If possible, she still hopes to bring her along, so that she can have some of her own team.

Zhang Xintong shook her head blankly, "I haven't thought about it yet. I really like this job."

Her heart skipped a beat, and she said in a suppressed voice, "Sister Wen Ruan, you... you can't be serious?"

Wen Ruan didn't answer her directly, but Wei Xiao and said, "Let's go, we should go back to our workstations. I need to leave work first, I have a concert tonight, let's talk about the rest tomorrow."

"Okay, I'll come to Brocade New City to find you tomorrow, and we'll go to the train station together."

"Mm." Wen Ruan nodded and walked towards the company's main entrance.

The two had just returned to their workstations.

Suddenly, a flurry of footsteps came from the gate.

The colleagues glanced at it and were startled. They immediately sat up straight and began to work seriously.

Wen Ruan looked up and saw a group of people in suits with solemn faces walking towards her.

Besides the company's two High-ranking official, there were several strangers.

The woman in the center position is a blonde, blue-eyed, and beautiful white woman with delicate features.

Wearing high heels, she must be close to 185 cm tall.

A custom-made suit skirt, highlighting her curves and exuding exceptional elegance.

The people around her were watching her cautiously.

It has a kind of crane standing out from the crowd.

Just then, the footsteps stopped.

Wen Ruan was stunned for a moment, then realized that the white beauty was looking at her.

Their eyes met, and she even gave him a friendly smile.

She nodded slightly awkwardly, then looked back at the computer screen.

"Tap tap tap—" The sound of high heels clicking rang out.

Immediately, the sound of hurried footsteps rang out again, and their figures disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

In an instant, Wen Ruan felt all eyes turning towards her.

In WeChat group, colleagues left messages one after another. "Wen Ruan, do you know that foreigner? What's their background?"

Wen Ruan frowned and thought carefully for a while.

She did come into contact with many foreigners when she worked at Xingyun International, but she didn't recall meeting her.

Such an outstanding person, once seen, will never be forgotten.

Zhang Xintong leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Sister Wen Ruan, I've heard there are a lot of lesbians abroad. Your figure fits their aesthetic standards so well, could it be that they've taken a liking to you?"

Wen Ruan's eyes twitched violently, and he smacked her on the head in an annoyed tone, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"Just kidding, don't be angry." Zhang Xintong covered her head and excitedly whispered, "Sister Wen Ruan, do you think they might be here to talk about acquiring our company? If so, given how much that foreign beauty admires you, Wen Ruan you could get a promotion and a raise!"

"Uh..." Wen Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and she realized this possibility.

Just then, the Mobile Phone on the table started buzzing.

Wen Ruan picked it up and looked at it.

[Zhao Mingying]

Wen Ruan quickly stood up and walked outside.

Once she stepped out of the company gate, she quickly answered the phone and whispered, "Hey, Old Zhao, I'm here."

"Hey Wen Ruan, I've had a good chat with my colleagues in the Legal Department. The branch office is already in the registration process and will be established soon. There should be a large-scale recruitment drive next month; this is a great opportunity."

"I see."

"Please organize your resume and send it to me. I'll go talk to Director Ji later. This matter should be almost settled."

"Okay, thanks, Old Zhao. I'll treat you to drinks sometime."

"Haha, great! Now that you're in the Imperial Capital, it's a good time to have a drink with your old colleagues, catch up, and celebrate your return to Xingyun International."

The two then chatted for a few more minutes about the branch office positions.

Zhao Mingying suddenly lowered her voice and said, "We have to go now! Something terrible has happened to me!"

"What's the big deal?" Wen Ruan asked curiously.

Zhao Mingying came here to help with media promotion for Su Yu Concert. Could it be that something went wrong with the concert?

"The CEO of Tang Zong Entertainment is suddenly coming! I can't slack off anymore, I have to hurry up and make a good impression, bye-bye."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ruan checked the time.

It's already 2 p. m. She took 4 hours off in advance and can now leave work.

Yancheng Olympic Sports Center.

Zhao Mingying jogged a few steps and followed her colleagues to the backstage work hall.

The once somewhat messy hall was now incredibly tidy and clean, and everyone was working diligently.

As the CEO of Tang Zong Entertainment, he is also one of the controllers of Xingyun International.

Such an important figure rarely appears backstage at concerts.

For these ordinary employees, this is a matter of utmost importance, and they must be on high alert.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, a group of security personnel escorted several people in.

It is magnificent and imposing.

Zhao Mingying, who was looking at the documents in her hand, couldn't help but steal a glance.

Leading the group were a very outstanding couple.

He recognized the woman; he had seen her in countless industry news reports.

A former top agent and artist director, now the CEO of Tang Zong Entertainment.

Beside her was a young man wearing a white shirt, jeans, glasses, and a hat.

He has a great physique, handsome features, a reserved and confident demeanor, and his face shows no emotional fluctuations.

Zhao Mingying clicked her tongue, wondering where this important figure had come from.

She actually managed to walk with President Mo.

The group walked through the lobby and headed straight for the conference room.

Immediately afterwards, President Mo's female secretary left the group and walked in their direction.

Zhao Mingying quickly lowered her head and continued to "concentrate" on her work, but she couldn't help feeling a little nervous and uneasy.

A smart and efficient voice came from the side. "Director Zhao, why don't you go over there too? President Mo some things to arrange."

Although he also shares the surname Zhao, this "Director Zhao" certainly doesn't refer to him.

Instead, it was his High-ranking official, Zhao Siya, who was fully responsible for the publicity planning and media relations of this concert.

Soon, the leader left with the female secretary.

Zhao Mingying breathed a sigh of relief and began to discuss and speculate with her colleagues about the reason why the CEO of Tang Zong Entertainment had come here.

"Knock knock knock—"

There was a gentle knock on the door of the administrative office at the far end of the corridor.

"Go in!" A mature and calm female voice rang out.

Immediately afterwards, the three people opened the door and went inside.

"President Mo!"

After exchanging greetings, they immediately stood up straight and looked nervously at the big boss sitting on the sofa.

Everyone was speculating about the other party's purpose in coming.

With only five hours left until the concert, everyone is on edge, fearing something might go wrong.

Sitting on the sofa in the reception area, Mo Xiangwan nodded slightly, her gaze sweeping over the three people. She gestured to the person beside her and said, "This is Tang Song, Mr. Tang. He will be giving you some arrangements. You must cooperate fully."

"Yes, President Mo!" "Roger!"

The three nodded vigorously, their gazes casually sweeping over the young man beside her.

He has handsome features and a gentle, pleasant demeanor; he is very charming.

Even sitting next to President Mo, she appeared very calm and composed.

"Please introduce yourselves first." Mo Xiangwan turned slightly to the side, looked up at Tang Song's profile, and focused the attention of the office on him.

The three of them were startled and quickly said warmly:

"Hello Mr. Tang, I am Li Jiansong, the person in charge of this concert."

"Hello Mr. Tang, I am Chen Wei, the project director of the concert."

"Hello Mr. Tang, I am Zhao Siya from Stardust Media, responsible for the concert's publicity planning and media relations."

"Please sit down and chat, you three." Tang Song nodded to them and gestured for them to sit down.

The three of them first glanced at Mo Xiangwan's seat, then immediately sat down on the sofa opposite her.

Tang Song picked up the performance program from the coffee table and began to make arrangements in a low voice.

Su Yu's concert was divided into 6 parts, with "Dream Echoes" being the first song in the 4th part.

He needs to rehearse with the orchestra and chorus first to ensure the effect of the live performance.

Fortunately, the challenge task "God-Level Performance" only requires you to complete one live music performance with Su Yu.

Tang Song is very confident in his Guitar Performance, and the musicians and backing vocalists participating in this concert are all top-notch teams.

I believe that with a few more communications and rehearsals, we will be able to deliver a satisfactory result.

In addition, to ensure privacy, besides adjusting the stage lighting and camera direction, the media present also need to ignore his presence.

And that's what Xingyun International does.

As one of the largest media groups in China, Xingyun International possesses vast media resources and public relations capabilities.

In the backstage rehearsal room.

Soft and beautiful music continued to play.

Mo Xiangwan stared blankly at Tang Song, who was lightly strumming the guitar in the band.

I never imagined that this aloof, rational, meticulous, and unfathomable Mr. Tang would go to such lengths for Su Yu.

As her agent and friend who has been with her for many years, Mo Xiangwan knows Su Yu very well.

In her heart, Tang Song had transcended the ordinary meaning of lovers; he was more like a spiritual sustenance and dependence.

It's unimaginable what Su Yu's state of mind would be if she saw him appear on stage.

Looking at the messages on my Mobile Phone, I learned that Su Yu and the guest Guest had arrived backstage and were making preparations for the performance.

At this moment, Tang Song was only a few walls away from her, and they were about to meet.

Mo Xiangwan pursed her lips and stepped forward to knock on the door of the innermost lounge.

Su Yu was lying on a lounge chair, her narrow eyes half-closed, her graceful figure seemingly bathed in a thin light.

An ethereal, otherworldly quality emanates from them.

This is her habit; the more nervous she is, the more she likes to clear her mind.

Noticing the approaching footsteps, Su Yu turned slightly to the side, her thick, long hair partially obscuring her exquisite swan neck. "Sister Xiang Wan."

"How are the preparations going?"

"No problem."

The two exchanged a few words briefly.

Looking into her clear, spring-like eyes, Mo Xiangwan suddenly said, "Mr. Tang will be coming to your concert tonight. He said it himself."

Su Yu's body suddenly stiffened, and her eyes glistened with tears.

After a moment, she gently closed her eyes, letting the tears stream down her fair face.