Tomorrow Will Be Better

"Knock, knock, knock—"

"Come in!" A commanding voice sounded.

Tang Song opened the Frosted Glass Door and greeted, "President Chen."

Chen Yunteng looked away from his computer screen and raised his head. "Have a seat, Little Song."

Tang Song nodded and sat down in the chair beside the desk.

Chen Yunteng had also started out as a programmer. He was not particular about how he dressed: a long-sleeved shirt, jacket, and jeans.

He was around thirty-five or thirty-six, with ordinary looks and messy hair.

He appeared kind and sincere on the surface.

"Little Song, I heard your attendance has been a little lax lately?" Chen Yunteng shifted in his office chair, his face stern.

"President Chen, I have always strictly complied with company regulations. I would never arrive late or leave early." Tang Song met his gaze calmly, without the slightest hint of retreat or concern in his eyes.

He had chosen to stay at the company only to retain the identity of Brocade Business—Development Engineer.

Before Du Shaokai was capable of fully taking over the SCM Project, the chances of Tang Song being laid off were extremely low.

He could completely slack off without a care.

Hearing Tang Song's answer, Chen Yunteng's eyes flickered. He said earnestly, "Little Song, you should know that I've always concurrently served as the backend team's leader. The company will be undergoing structural adjustments soon. I should be letting go of that role completely and focusing on management. To be honest, I have high expectations for you!"

Tang Song suppressed a laugh and nodded. "Thank you for thinking so highly of me, President Chen."

If he had just Joined the company, he might really have believed him.

But after experiencing a series of workplace bullying incidents, he had thoroughly seen Director Chen's true character: a standard old schemer and master of empty promises.

Even if they really were going to choose a team leader, it would definitely be Du Shaokai. Others would not have the slightest chance.

Chen Yunteng paused for a moment before continuing, "As for your salary increase, I've already brought it up with HR. We're currently waiting for news from Director Xu. At such a critical time, you absolutely cannot let the team down. Work more overtime and do more!"

"Got it, President Chen! Then I'll head back to work." Tang Song lowered his head to hide the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

He had been promised since April 1 that his salary would be raised by 10% in May.

Yet half a month had already passed, and Tian Jing, who was in charge of payroll, still had not contacted him to sign anything.

He had not even received any email notification about an evaluation. It was all based on Director Chen's word alone.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Chen Yunteng lightly tapped the desk. "Oh, right, there's one more thing. I've assigned Shaokai quite a lot of work recently. Help out more with the development of the SCM's new features. We're colleagues in the same department—when one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer."

"Understood."

"All right, you can go back now."

Tang Song nodded impassively and left through the office's Main Door.

As soon as he returned to his Workstation, a new notification popped up on DingTalk.

It was a requirements document sent by Du Shaokai.

Tang Song turned around and saw Du Shaokai waving at him smugly.

He smiled, deleted the email directly, and ignored him.

"Ding dong—" His Mobile Phone screen lit up.

"China Merchants Bank: Salary of 6,224.84 Renminbi was credited to your account ending in 6800 at 16:14 on April 14."

His March salary had arrived!

Normally, the previous month's salary was paid on the fifteenth of each month, but tomorrow was the weekend, so it had been paid early on Friday.

Opening his Company Email, Tang Song found that Tian Jing, who handled payroll, had already sent over his payslip.

Tang Song opened it and examined it carefully.

His salary was 8,000 yuan, plus a 225-yuan meal allowance.

Since the company paid the Five Insurances and One Fund in full, his personal share of insurance and housing fund contributions was around 2,000 yuan.

That left him with a little over 6,200 yuan after deductions, with very little tax withheld.

This was also the first time he had received his full salary after becoming a regular employee. He had longed for it for so long that he could not help feeling moved.

He held no resentment whatsoever toward Brocade Business. If anything, he was grateful to it.

The company's management was humane, its benefits were decent, and salaries were paid on time.

It had allowed him, after returning from the Imperial Capital, to gain a firm foothold in Yancheng. It gave him a stable income, reassured his parents, and let him imagine a future for himself.

That was also the main reason he had not resigned despite suffering workplace bullying.

However, a business was ultimately made up of individuals, mixed with far too many personal interests and private calculations.

When the interests of certain managers did not align with the company's interests, they would most likely put their own interests first.

After all, the company was not theirs. If it went under, they could simply take an N+1 severance package and leave. The next job might even be better.

Director Chen was exactly that kind of manager.

Nine in the evening.

After finishing the "30-Minute Sweat-Soaking Fat Burning Exercise," Tang Song sat on his Yoga Mat, panting heavily.

After resting for several minutes, his body gradually relaxed.

He opened Little Red Book, created a post titled "Day 10 of the Transformation," uploaded his current weight, today's fat-loss meal, comparison photos, and exercise volume, then tapped publish.

Tang Song glanced at his follower count. Without realizing it, it had risen to 661, but he was still some distance away from 1,000 followers.

Most of them had been drawn in by his Pot Lid Head post. The posts afterward had been fairly ordinary and lacked a hook, so naturally his follower growth had slowed.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz—" His phone vibrated, and a new message popped up.

Operations and Maintenance—Guo Peng: "Little Song, send me your address. I'll drive over to pick you up tomorrow."

Thought for a moment, Tang Song replied, "No need, Brother Guo. Just send me the repair shop's location. I'll take a taxi there, it'll be faster that way."

Guo Peng lived in Yuhua District. It would be a huge detour for him to come over, so there was no need.

Operations and Maintenance—Guo Peng: "Mingjun Auto Repair Shop.map"

The two chatted for a few more sentences and agreed on a time to meet.

Tang Song put away his phone, washed up, stripped naked, and stood before the full-length mirror to inspect himself after losing weight.

In just thirteen days, his body had undergone earth-shaking changes.

His once-protruding belly was gone. While he did not have Abdominal Muscles yet, his stomach was fairly flat.

The fat on his thighs, chest, waist, and back had thinned by a layer.

There had also been considerable changes to his face. Under normal circumstances, his double chin and the flesh around the corners of his mouth had disappeared, while his nasolabial folds had faded.

His facial contours had become much clearer, and even his neck looked far better.

Overall, he looked like a neat, energetic young man—not fat, not thin.

The biggest problem was still his skin condition.

His complexion, spots, acne, blackheads, closed comedones, eye bags, and puffiness.

He still had all of those things that affected his appearance, and he needed to improve them bit by bit under Zhao Yaqian's guidance.

Tang Song was not bad-looking to begin with. He had a high Bridge of the nose, thin Lips, double eyelids, and enough height. Back in high school, he had been the kind of handsome male student who was very popular, full of youthful charm.

But after entering university, in order to catch up to White Moonlight, he became quiet and reserved, worked hard to improve himself, and paid no attention at all to his appearance or image.

He studied his major courses better than anyone, earned scholarships and numerous certificates, and even got motorcycle and teaching licenses.

In his senior year, he successfully entered a major Internet company in the Imperial Capital and stood by her side once more. Unfortunately...

Tang Song shook his head, bit down on his lower lip, and forced himself out of those memories.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the System Interface and checked his personal information.

Player: Tang Song (28)

Role: Brocade Business—Development Engineer

Height: 180 cm, Weight: 81.6 kg

Constitution: 57, Endurance: 55, Agility: 50, Insight: 76

Assets:

Balance: 25,200.50 yuan (Debt: 20,000.00 yuan)

Company: None

Property: None

Vehicle: Yade Electric Vehicle

His Agility had increased by 1 point, and his weight had dropped to 81.6 kg.

Only the last 0.6 kg remained before completing Restraint and Persistence.

That amount was within the normal range of human weight fluctuation. He could basically handle it after one night's sleep and a trip to the bathroom.

The Lung Strengthening Potion, an item that strengthened the body, was right before his eyes!

Besides that, there was also his first car, which he would soon receive, along with the included Vehicle Gift Pack.

Tang Song could not wait for tomorrow.