Waving Wings

Monday, August 21, 2023, sunny with some clouds, 22~32℃.

At 5:30 a. m., Tang Song woke up from his sleep and subconsciously reached out to touch the side next to him, only to find it empty.

Looking at the familiar surroundings, I gradually realized that I had left Shencheng.

His flight was originally scheduled for 4 p. m., but before leaving, seeing Liu Qingning's stubborn yet downcast eyes, he changed it to 8 p. m.

I sang with Su Yu in her Karaoke Room for a long time.

It was already late at night when the plane landed back in Yancheng.

There are two reasons why I insisted on coming back yesterday.

One is about the Yannan Short Drama Base. He has been putting it off for a week and needs to meet with Xie Yue today to discuss Second Stage Growth Plan Task.

Another reason is that tomorrow is Qixi Festival).

Although he loves his White Moonlight very much, there are also many people he cares about in Yancheng.

Looking at the pitch-black sky outside, Tang Song sat blankly on the bed, figures flashing before his eyes, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up slightly.

I wonder how they've been doing lately.

Normal University Teacher's Apartment.

The window was open.

The fan was blowing air.

Qian Lele's biological clock woke her up precisely on time.

After quickly washing my face, I put on a gray quick-drying shirt and sweatpants, changed into the Adidas sneakers that Ding Yao had given me, and hurried downstairs.

On the way to school, the sun slowly rose from the east, its orange rays spreading across the world.

Soon, the lush, Jingjing campus was filled with the rhythmic sounds of running and panting.

She didn't originally have this habit, after all, she was busy enough with work every day.

Although Tang Song has been gone for a long time, the influence he brought has been deeply imprinted on her life.

For example, his daily morning exercise, the books he left behind, and fruit tea.

In addition, he also found himself a new part-time job.

It's not really a part-time job; it's more like odd jobs.

She was tasked with creating some Google landing pages for a five-star hotel, including both web and app versions. She needed to deploy them to the server herself and then send the URLs to the media specialist in charge of ad placement.

These tasks are exactly what she can do with her current skill level, and she feels a great sense of accomplishment.

Each page costs 600 yuan, and she has completed two so far.

With the income from setting up a stall, I've accumulated some savings, mainly because the stability of my income has greatly increased.

To better perform her work, she has already started choosing her next laptop.

My budget is around 3000 yuan, and it would be best if it were brand new.

After exercising, I quickly made myself a simple breakfast and ate it in a hurry.

I checked the time; it was exactly 6:30.

Qian Lele opened the refrigerator, preparing the materials she would need for her evening stall.

Then, her gaze fell on a sealed glass jar on the inside.

Inside were her own pickled radish vegetables, with a sweet, sour, and spicy flavor.

When Tang Song was here before, he often praised her pickled vegetables for being delicious.

After finishing the previous jar, she specially bought a pretty jar and made one for him as well, wanting to give it to him.

Qian Lele pursed her lips, recalling what he had said that night, "I live in Yanjing Sky City Residential Area. If you're coming from the Teachers' University area, you can take bus number 31 to get there."

The real reason I made this kimchi was to use it as an excuse to see him.

Unfortunately, she never mustered the courage.

He never came to see her again.

She had only heard that he had become a shareholder of Glimmer Coffee, and she saw a photo of him and Mr. Xie in the group chat, and they seemed to be a perfect match.

For her, everything that happened that summer night was truly like Cinderella's dream.

"Bang—" The refrigerator door was gently closed.

Qian Lele brewed the black tea with boiling water and let it cool. Next, she washed the lemon with salt, removed the ends, sliced it thinly, and removed the seeds.

Busy sounds came from the kitchen.

Qian Lele meticulously followed the steps, preparing the iced lemon tea to be sold that evening.

She has always been a down-to-earth and conscientious person, and she knows what she should be doing now.

However, occasionally, in the midst of her busy schedule, she would suddenly think of Tang Song, who ate pancakes and pickled vegetables with her, accompanied her to set up a stall, was engrossed in studying, and explained Frontend technology to her.

Stare blankly for a while, then smile knowingly.

7 o'clock in the morning.

Qian Lele walked out of the community gate and headed towards the Glimmer Café along the street.

Tomorrow is Qixi Festival, and the coffee shop is going to have a big promotional event. Today, she and Sister Zhao and the others are preparing the materials needed for tomorrow.

Star Garden Residential Area, Building 8.

"Ring ring—" The alarm clock kept ringing in the bedroom.

Yao Lingling sat up in bed and groggily turned off the alarm clock.

I checked the time, yawned, and got out of bed.

She went home again this weekend, and she had an unusually busy time.

I've been busy with one thing: the autumn formal wear I made for my senior Tang Song, is finally finished.

Yao Lingling opened the wardrobe, looked at the suits inside wrapped in dust bags, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

The day after tomorrow is the Beginning of Autumn, when the hot summer days will come to an end and the weather will gradually cool down.

This outfit fits perfectly.

Moreover, now that she has a small motorcycle, she can invite him to go riding together on the weekend, and also invite her new friend, Cheng Qiuqiu.

Hehe, I'm getting a little excited just thinking about it.

I took off my pajamas and stood naked in front of the mirror.

Yao Lingling subconsciously straightened her chest and tucked in her stomach, then swayed from side to side, looking rather vain.

A slimmer waist does look better, but the main difference is the size of the hips, which creates a strong contrast.

She could clearly feel that she was getting a lot more attention on the street lately.

Indeed, waist-to-hip ratio is the right way for me!

Then Yao Lingling rubbed her nipples with a bit of a sigh of relief.

He muttered to himself, "Why does it seem like I've gotten a little smaller? Could it be from dieting recently?"

After a period of uncertainty, Yao Lingling changed into shorts and a short-sleeved shirt.

I went to the living room and started Glute Training!

Goblet squat, wide-stance squat, single-leg deadlift, Romani deadlift...

Complete 4 sets of Glute Training exercises.

Yao Lingling took out her Mobile Phone and took a selfie in front of the full-length mirror.

Just then, "creak—" the bedroom door was gently opened.

A figure stepped out.

Yao Lingling skipped over, grabbed her shoulder, and said with a grin, "Good morning, Jia Hong."

"Good morning Ling Ling." Zhang Jiahong smiled listlessly.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so down, okay? We're all so happy you're moving back in." Yao Lingling reached out and tugged at her cheek.

Zhang Jiahong sighed, "Sigh, I'll be happy when I find a new job."

She had been working at Hongli Cheng Garment Factory for over two months and was supposed to be officially hired in 10 days, but the company suddenly laid her off. Since it was her probationary period, she was only compensated with half a month's salary.

Most importantly, if she doesn't get a permanent position, she won't receive any performance bonuses, and her probationary salary will only be 2,800 yuan.

She only realized the company's true intentions belatedly.

Honglicheng is just a small to medium-sized garment factory. The clothing design techniques it uses are very simple. It basically just directly copies popular items.

Occasionally, when we receive a large order, we may find ourselves in a situation where we are short-staffed.

They were just temporary workers hired, and once the orders were completed, they were laid off without hesitation.

Having become unemployed again, she had no choice but to move back to the Star Garden Residential Area.

Yao Lingling patted her on the shoulder and comforted her with a smile, "Don't be sad. We're capable, finding a job isn't difficult, is it? Keep going! I'll also use my connections to try my best to help you find one."

"Thank you, Ling Ling." Zhang Jiahong said, somewhat touched. "I know the reason you haven't rented out this house is because you're afraid I'll suddenly come back, right?"

She knew Yao Lingling well; she was incredibly kind to her friends and extremely loyal.

They definitely want to wait until she's officially hired and settled before renting out the house.

Yao Lingling said nonchalantly, "Alright, alright, we're best friends, why are we talking about this? It's almost 8 o'clock, I'll go wake Minmin up."

"Wait a minute." Zhang Jiahong grabbed Yao Lingling's hand and asked, "Tomorrow is August 22nd, which is your birthday. Have you told Tang Song yet?"

"Um..." Yao Lingling avoided eye contact and said, "Tomorrow is Qixi Festival, which is a special day. I'm afraid... I'm afraid Senior Tang Song will misunderstand."

Zhang Jiahong shook her head and said helplessly, "You really are the ultimate Honor of Kings. You call someone's boyfriend directly online, but in real life, you hesitate even when celebrating a birthday."

Yao Lingling whispered, "Although I haven't asked, I know that Senior Tang Song probably has a girl he likes. He must be very busy on Qixi Festival, since he mentioned it on Little Red Book."

It started with "the goddess treating me to dinner," then it became "going on a road trip with a girl I'm on good terms with," and later it became "dating Bai Fumei."

Back when she treated him like a cybernetic pet, Yao Lingling could casually reply, "Good brother, seeing you finally hooking up with a new girl makes me very happy!"

But now that she treats him as a boy she likes, she feels more like backing down.

On such an important day Qixi Festival, Tang Song will definitely ask the girl he likes out to dinner.

If she uses her birthday as an excuse to ask him out at this time, it will definitely put him in a difficult position.

"You, you!" Zhang Jiahong slapped her big butt in an annoyed tone.

Yao Lingling quickly dodged away, laughing, "I'm not going to talk nonsense with you anymore. I'm going to wake Minmin up. Oh, by the way, we're going to karaoke tomorrow night. A friend of mine is coming over; she's a new friend I just met named Cheng Qiuqiu. She sings incredibly well."

After saying that, he went into Li Shumin's bedroom.

Watching her departing figure, Zhang Jiahong's eyes flickered, and she decided to help her best friend out tomorrow.

Songmei Clothing on the 30th floor of Yunxi Building.

"Good morning, President Gao."

"Morning."

"Good morning, President Gao, your outfit is really beautiful today."

Gao Mengting greeted her colleagues along the way with a gentle and bright smile.

In the office area, the employees all had bright smiles on their faces.

The successful incubation of the "He Yiyi" account has brought the company stable and impressive performance.

The company's business is booming, coupled with excellent benefits and humane management.

Employees are increasingly feeling a sense of belonging and are working harder than ever.

Gao Mengting, as the Executive Vice President, felt particularly pleased about this.

I walked into the spacious and bright "Executive Vice President Office" and hung up my bag.

Gao Mengting brewed a pot of hot tea, sat down at her desk, turned on her computer, and began working.

First, she logged into the OA system and processed all the tasks that required her review.

Then I sent the live broadcast data report from last week, which I had compiled the night before, to Tang Song's corporate email.

It's worth mentioning that this CEO has finally returned to Yancheng.

Gao Mengting was overjoyed to see the WeChat he sent her first thing in the morning.

In fact, the company is already fully on track.

The adjusted organizational structure, with its clear division of functions and reasonable allocation of authority, is sufficient to ensure the company's smooth and efficient operation.

Even if Tang Song, as the president, doesn't work in the office, it won't have a significant impact.

As long as it involves large financial expenditures, timely review comments can be provided on the OA system.

However, I still really look forward to working with him.

"Knock knock knock—" A knocking sound rang out on the door.

A young woman with a ponytail walked in. "President Gao, the plan for the Qixi Festival live stream event has been finalized. This is the final plan. Please take a look."

As she spoke, she placed a document on her desk.

"Okay, sure." Gao Mengting reached out and took the item, then looked at her assistant Tan Qi and said softly, "By the way, does anyone have any ideas about where to hold the team building activity?"

"Yes, my colleagues and I think Wu Mountain is great. It has mountains and sea, and it's very cool, making it perfect for team building."

Gao Mengting smiled and said, "You all know that my hometown is in Wu Mountain, right?"

"Not entirely," Tan Qi said obediently. "Beidaihe, Nandaihe, and the Golden Coast over there are quite famous, and they are also the most famous tourist cities in our Yan Province. Everyone likes them quite a bit."

"Okay, I'll discuss it with Mr. Tang later."

"Okay, sure." Tan Qi blinked, then suddenly whispered, "President Gao, tomorrow is Qixi Festival. Do you have any plans? Do you need me to help you book movie tickets or a restaurant?"

Gao Mengting paused for a moment, then said, "No need."

"Oh, okay." Tan Qi smiled sheepishly. "I'll go downstairs now."

"Um."

The office door was closed gently.

Gao Mengting's vision was somewhat unfocused.

The image of him hugging and kissing my forehead in the office last time kept replaying in my mind.

Ever since that day when she felt an emotional connection with Tang Song, she had several erotic dreams.

She even secretly wrote down the contents of her dreams in a notebook and would take it out to look at it from time to time.

She loved reading and was once a typical artsy young woman, frequently publishing essays and poems online.

The writing style she produces is similar to that of her favorite author, Junichi Watanabe.

The description is incredibly detailed, capturing every nuance of the fantasies and the physiological and psychological reactions of both parties.

This sexually disturbed desire made her feel panicked and ashamed, yet she couldn't help but fantasize, which led to frequent masturbation, and the more she did this, the more she craved it.

She felt that she and her junior, Qiu Qiu, were two extremes, and she wished they could be in a more balanced way.

A black BMW 7 Series drives through the crowded streets of Yancheng.

Inside the quiet carriage.

"Okay, I understand. Send the location information to the group chat. I'll go there with the Marketing Department this afternoon."

"By the way, remember to coordinate with the human resources company regarding recruitment."

"Okay, bye-bye."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Shuyu rubbed her sore forehead.

He picked up the folder next to him and began to flip through it with a serious expression.

The investment funds from Tang Song will arrive soon, and the expansion plan for Glimmer Coffee's new stores has already begun.

In recent days, she and several company executives have been frequently traveling through the streets and alleys of Yancheng.

They inspected the locations of each store one by one.

Of course, besides store location, the most important thing is staff recruitment.

To compete with nationwide chains like Luckin and Starbucks, they need to recruit some outstanding high-end talent.

Optimize the supply chain, innovate product categories, and strengthen brand building and marketing.

We didn't have the capability before, but things are different now.

With the large sum of cash given to her by Tang Song, she was confident that she could develop Glimmer Coffee.

"Mr. Xie," Xiao Min, who was driving, suddenly called out to her.

While flipping through the documents, Xie Shuyu casually asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Min whispered, "Tomorrow is Qixi Festival."

"Okay, I know. Have a few store managers double-check the event plan for the coffee shop today. There can't be any mistakes. Oh, and the Mini Program too. Tell Qian Lele to bring her laptop tomorrow."

"Okay." Xiao Min hesitated for a moment, then said, "Also, would you like me to prepare a gift for you?"

"Oh?" Xie Shuyu frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"

"Do you and Mr. Tang have any plans for Valentine's Day?"

She had been Xie Shuyu's assistant for four years and knew the Female President very well; she had helped plan all of Xie's schedules.

After confirming her relationship with Tang Song, Xie Shuyu informed her about it.

"Valentine's Day." Xie Shuyu blinked, suddenly realizing that she was also a person with a lover.

This feeling is really strange.

Thinking about it carefully, she realized that she didn't seem to know what Tang Song liked.

When we chat on WeChat, it's always about work; I've never shown any interest in what he wants.

On Qixi Festival Valentine's Day), I was only thinking about organizing activities and completely forgot about my boyfriend.

I seem to be a very inadequate girlfriend.

She pursed her lips and suddenly Xie Shuyu, "What do you think I should give you?"

Xiao Min grinned. "Well... I don't know either. It's mainly because I haven't had much contact with Mr. Tang."

What are you planning to give your boyfriend?

"He's had these noise-canceling headphones in his cart for a long time, and I wanted to surprise him."

"Oh, right, Tang Song seems to like digital products." Xie Shuyu breathed a sigh of relief, raising her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Buy one for me too, and give it to me tomorrow morning."

She suddenly remembered that she had given him a Huawei foldable Mobile Phone, which he seemed to like quite a bit and was still using.

Shaking her head, Xie Shuyu stopped thinking about these things and continued to focus on her work.

For her, relationships are only a small part of life.

Imperial Capital, headquarters of Smiling Holdings.

Assistant Lin stepped into the executive Chairman's Office.

Standing carefully to the side, he whispered, "Director Jin, the flight to Shencheng has been arranged. It will depart at 10:00 AM tomorrow and return at 3:00 PM on the 23rd."

"Hmm." Secretary Jin leaned back in her chair, quietly looking at the computer screen in front of her.

Her thick, long brown hair was casually tied back with a shark clip, and her long, slender legs were together and slightly tilted, giving her an extremely elegant posture.

I noticed that Assistant Lin hadn't left yet.

She then raised her head and asked calmly, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes." Assistant Lin took a deep breath, his tone unusually tense and apprehensive. "It's about Su Yu and Mr. Tang."

Secretary Jin opened her eyes slightly. "Speak."

"The third beneficiary of Juqing Huijin has been confirmed as Su Yu. Lawyer Luo Bin and the Trust Company staff have already set off for Magic City to meet with her tomorrow to sign the beneficiary agreement."

Secretary Jin's stunningly beautiful face remained expressionless as she said in a low voice, "I understand."

Assistant Lin's heart jumped, knowing that Director Jin was extremely angry.

After bowing and saying goodbye, I carefully left the office.

The office was quiet for a while.

Secretary Jin took a deep breath, a shadow passing over her eyes.

During the year 2017 to 2018.

Tang Song devoted most of their energy to the entertainment of Su Yu and Tang Zong Entertainment.

He gifted her luxury cars, mansions, and shares, as well as various other presents, and utilized the resources of Smiling Holdings, Jingwu Capital, and Ouyang Xuanyue.

They elevated Su Yu to a high esteem, making her a pure and innocent national idol.

He even told her to her face that Su Yu was the most perfect female celebrity in his dreams.

Although she was unwilling to admit it, she was indeed somewhat jealous of Su Yu.

Tang Song never uttered a single romantic word to her, yet he wrote dozens of deeply moving love songs for Su Yu.

His heart was like an elusive, ever-changing mist.

Su Yu never received his true love, nor did she.