Golden Canary and Secretary Jin

Inside the lively private room.

A faint fragrance and the lingering aroma of food floated in the air.

The remaining cups and saucers on the table were scattered about, reflecting a soft glow under the lamplight.

Zhang Huijuan stood up and said, "It's getting late, so let's call it a day. Ya Jing and the others just arrived in Yancheng today, so please get some rest tonight."

"It's time to call it a night. Let's all go to bed early tonight, and we'll go out for a walk together tomorrow."

"This meal is really delicious today, thank you Huijuan."

The group laughed and discussed it for a while.

Wu Wenhao walked over to Tang Song and stood beside him, saying softly, "Mr. Tang, would you like me to arrange a car or a chauffeur?"

"No need, Qing Qing can drive me home."

"That's good. Be careful on the road."

After leaving the private dining room, we arrived at the elevator.

Han Yajing seemed very reluctant to part with Xu Qing, holding onto Tang Song's arm and talking incessantly about Xu Qing's childhood.

It's so funny, it's practically a Crayon Shin-chan movie.

Tang Song laughed so hard they were doubled over.

Xu Qing, standing beside her, blushed deeply and kept trying to explain herself.

After chatting for more than ten minutes, Han Yajing said with a smile, "Drive carefully on the road, and let me know when you get home."

Xu Qing hugged Madam Han with some reluctance, "Mom, are you really not going to stay with me? The apartment that Yan Yan and I rent is quite big."

"I won't go today. It's been years since I've gotten together with these old friends. Let's all stay together tonight and have a good chat!" Han Yajing said, her face glowing with health and spirits.

"Okay, then we'll be going."

Tang Song Wei Xiao and said, "Goodbye, Auntie."

Han Yajing responded and nudged her daughter, "Tang Song drank quite a bit tonight. Go back and take care of him. If needed, make some hangover soup or something."

"Oh dear!" Xu Qing's ears turned slightly red, and she muttered softly, "I'm not a nanny..."

Of course, the most crucial thing is that she can't cook at all!

Forget about hangover soup, even cooking a simple home-style dish is a struggle.

"What kind of talk is that? Isn't it your duty to take care of your boyfriend?" Han Yajing quickly gave her daughter a wink.

If she loses such a good son-in-law, it will be a lifelong regret.

That's what she's most worried about right now.

After all, the two of them have only just gotten together, and there is too much uncertainty about the future.

Xu Qing blushed and said "Oh," without saying anything more.

Even now, she still finds it strange to call Tang Song her "boyfriend".

A white Bentley Continental GT slowly drove out of the Underground Parking Lot.

The bustling night scene of Yancheng is overwhelming.

Xu Qing gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and while waiting at the traffic light, her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the passenger seat.

The evening breeze slipped through the cracks in the car window, gently brushing against his dark hair.

The Mood Lighting inside the car emitted a soft, warm glow, casting a hazy and captivating halo over his handsome profile.

The top two buttons of the shirt were undone, revealing a section of smooth collarbone with the lines of muscle faintly visible, exuding an unintentional sexiness in its casualness.

At this moment, sitting in the driver's seat of the Bentley Continental and looking at her Male God Tang Song beside her, Xu Qing felt a sense of unreality.

It felt like I had truly entered the fictional world of a novel.

"What's wrong?" Tang Song turned his head to look at her, his voice gentle and magnetic.

"No... it's nothing." Xu Qing said, her face slightly flushed. "I'm taking you to Yanjing Sky City, right?"

Looking at her pretty face, Tang Song chuckled and shook his head. "No."

"Where are you going?"

"North City Garden".

"Ah!" Xu Qing gripped the steering wheel tightly. "You... what are you doing at my house?"

"I'll go sleep with you." Tang Song leaned to the side, his breath, tinged with the smell of alcohol, hitting her face and quickly turning her earlobes red.

Xu Qing stammered, "No... I still... feel a little pain down there, and I have to go shopping with my mom tomorrow."

Tang Song smiled, did not argue with her, gently lifted her skirt, and placed his hand on her smooth thigh.

Gazing at the hazy night outside the window, feeling the warm and delicate touch, I comfortably closed my eyes.

Xu Qing squeezed her legs together tightly, patted Tang Song's paws, Dudu a complaint for a while.

Blushing, she opened her Mobile Phone and left a message on her best friend's WeChat: "Yan Yan, Tang Song, come to my place to sleep tonight."

When they were more than halfway through the meal, Shen Yuyan used the excuse of feeling unwell to go home early.

The two had just broken through to a new stage in their relationship, and she actually wanted to spend more time with Tang Song.

"It's green." Tang Song squeezed his hand and reminded him, "Focus on driving."

"You bastard, don't move!" Xu Qing spat and quickly released the brakes.

The night was as dark as ink.

Neon lights cast colorful shadows on the windshield, like a silent fireworks show.

In the quiet carriage, Xu Qing's embarrassed and annoyed shouts and Tang Song's teasing voices could be heard from time to time.

Nearly 20 minutes later, the Bentley Continental was parked in the ground parking lot outside North City Garden.

At 9 p. m., the temperature was just right, with a gentle breeze.

Tang Song held Xu Qing's hand and walked around the neighborhood twice before taking the elevator directly to the 12th floor.

Open the door.

"Yan Yan, I'm back!" Xu Qing called out loudly, her dark eyes darting around as she chuckled, "Oh dear, there aren't any slippers for you here. Want to wear mine?"

As she spoke, Xu Qing picked up a pair of pink cartoon slippers from the shoe rack and winked playfully at Tang Song.

She really wanted to see what Tang Song would look like wearing her size 37 slippers.

Thinking about this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Tang Song pinched her cheek speechlessly, "Forget it, I'd rather go barefoot."

"Put it on and let me see, I promise I won't take any pictures!"

Just as the two were flirting, a series of "tap tap" footsteps approached.

Shen Yuyan, dressed in Yoga Suit and with her hair in a bun, walked over, carrying a plastic bag in her hand.

The form-fitting Yoga Suit hugged her graceful figure, outlining her sexy and alluring curves.

Shen Yuyan Wei Xiao and said, "I just went downstairs and bought slippers and toothbrushes for you."

"Wow, Yan Yan, you're so sweet!" Xu Qing pounced on her best friend and rubbed her face against her like a husky.

Shen Yuyan pushed her away with a look of disgust, "Alright, alright, go wash up quickly."

"Give me a kiss, baby, mua~"

Watching her two best friends embracing, Tang Song felt a little restless.

Shen Yuyan and Xu Qing from their university days are also a symbol in his youthful memories.

Every time I see the two of them together, I get some strange thoughts.

I changed into slippers and quickly washed up.

Tang Song entered Xu Qing's bedroom for the first time.

The white wall was covered with posters, some of which were from anime, others from real-life celebrities like Su Yu, and even a photo of her and Shen Yuyan.

The bed was piled with all kinds of plush toys, the desk was placed by the window, a computer was on the table, and there were stacks of comic books and novels next to it.

The desk drawer was half-open, revealing scattered stickers, notebooks, and colored pens inside.

It looks a little messy at first glance, but it's incredibly cozy.

Tang Song plopped down on the bed and beckoned to Xu Qing, "Qing Qing, come here."

Xu Qing instinctively shrank back, her gaze darting away as she asked, "What?"

"Hurry up! Listen to me!" Tang Song's voice became more serious.

"Why are you being so fierce! Honestly!" Xu Qing blushed, stomped her foot, and obediently walked over.

Just as she got close, Tang Song suddenly grabbed her and threw her onto him.

Tang Song hugged her soft, Ruan Ruan body, raised his arms, and laughed, "This time it's even more outrageous, are you trying to bully your customers with your size?"

"Hey, let go!" Xu Qing twisted her body in embarrassment and annoyance. "We girls all do this, this is just normal clothing!"

Tang Song lowered his head slightly and gently kissed her burning earlobe.

Soon, Xu Qing's body went limp.

Tang Song said softly, "Qing Qing, do you still have any clothes you wore when you were in school? Would you like to change into them? I want to relive those memories."

Xu Qing shuddered and stammered, "You... you... why are you being so lewd right from the start? That's so indecent!"

"Pfft—, let me put it another way." Tang Song felt her heartbeat deeply, looking into her dark, bright eyes, and said, "Xu Qing, how about we play a role-playing game?"

"You big bad guy!"

The two wrestled on the bed for a while. Xu Qing covered her face shyly and whispered, "You go out first. There are too many clothes. I need to look for them carefully."

Doing that with Tang Song was really comfortable, especially with the added role-playing, which made her a little obsessed.

Moreover, she had previously written this plot in a novel-themed anime.

After all, in the novel, Xu Yanqing and Tang Song are schoolmates.

Now that Tang Song said that, she immediately put herself in that situation.

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

"Then hurry up." Tang Song kissed her on the cheek, got up and walked out of the bedroom.

I just arrived in the living room.

Shen Yuyan, who was sitting on the sofa playing on her Mobile Phone, immediately looked up, waved with a smile, and said, "Hello, what brings you out all of a sudden?"

"Qing Qing is changing clothes and is too embarrassed to let me see." Tang Song shrugged and casually sat down opposite her.

Shen Yuyan's eyes flickered, she smiled slightly and placed the fruit plate in front of him.

He stood up and said, "What would you like to drink? I'll get it for you."

"Iced Coke, please."

"Arrange it immediately!" Shen Yuyan snapped her fingers crisply and strode gracefully to the refrigerator. "Red can or blue can?"

"Red jar," Tang Song replied, looking up to admire the graceful School Beauty Shen.

The soft light intertwined with the pale blue light emanating from inside the refrigerator, falling upon her.

It outlines her perfect S-curve with a breathtaking arc.

Her fresh and elegant features, rosy and delicate skin, and slight sweat stains exude a healthy and charming allure.

No wonder she was the school beauty back then; her figure and looks are truly stunning.

The refrigerator door was gently closed, and Shen Yuyan swayed her sexy waist as she approached Tang Song.

"Click—" The pull tab was pulled open, and Shen Yuyan bent down slightly with an elegant curve in her back, placing the opened Coke in front of him.

Breathing in her faint fragrance and gazing at the deep, white cleavage of her chest, Tang Song's eyes flickered slightly.

Dressed like this late at night, and with light makeup, this School Beauty Shen, clearly dressed up specially.

"Yuyan." Tang Song picked up his cola, took a sip, and leaned back comfortably on the sofa.

Shen Yuyan sat down directly next to him, her hands naturally resting on her lap. As she turned to the side, her hair gently brushed against his arm, causing a faint, ticklish sensation.

"I only found out today that you actually invested 116 million yuan in Yannan Film Base. That's amazing. To be honest, it shocked me at the time, after all, that's more than 100 million yuan in cash flow."

As she spoke, she leaned slightly forward, her eyes sparkling with admiration and surprise.

"Just like we discussed before, the Short Drama Market is a blue ocean, and investing in a short drama base is definitely a good choice." Tang Song smiled and lowered his head, his tone indifferent.

"Hmm, so you have guts." Shen Yuyan tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear and looked at Tang Song, saying, "However, right now, the hottest field is AI. You have a programming background, have you considered investing in this area in the future?"

"Of course, AI is developing very rapidly and has already changed our lives in fact." Tang Song looked at her with a smile. "In fact, most investors are paying attention to this direction, and I am no exception."

The "companies with unicorn potential" described in the "Growth Plan Task" are actually very difficult to deal with.

And AI, as an emerging field, is undoubtedly the best choice.

AI companies that focus on a specific vertical field or industry have the potential to become unicorns.

He is currently researching this topic in detail and will focus on corporate financing in this area in the future.

"Mmm, just as I thought." Shen Yuyan full, moist lips, leaned her body slightly again, and began to talk to him about the current state and future prospects of AI.

It's clear she put in a lot of effort.

From existing mature application scenarios to emerging breakthrough applications, he spoke eloquently and knowledgeably.

Perhaps feeling a bit thirsty, Shen Yuyan naturally reached for the cola next to Tang Song and took a small sip.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not Yi Yi look!

The cool cola slid down her throat, and she licked the remaining liquid from her lips with satisfaction. Then, as if realizing her actions, a faint blush appeared on her face.

"Sorry, I drank your Coke." She smiled apologetically. "You don't mind, do you?"

Tang Song looked at her fresh and pretty face, smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, do as you please."

Shen Yuyan and chuckled, just about to say something.

"Ring ring—" The Mobile Phone phone suddenly rang.

Tang Song took out his Mobile Phone and checked it, then turned to say, "Qing Qing should be dressed by now. Let's chat again when we have time."

"Okay, bye-bye, goodnight."

"Good night." Tang Song paused, picked up the cola on the table and drank it all in one gulp, then got up and walked towards the bedroom.

Watching his departing figure, Shen Yuyan pinched her thigh, her eyes filled with struggle.

Ever since she learned that Tang Song was coming tonight, her heart had been pounding wildly.

In the end, I put on makeup, changed clothes, and sat in the living room, just wanting to show myself off.

She believed that with Tang Song's intelligence and emotional intelligence, he absolutely knew what she was doing.

Thinking of her best friend in the room, a strong sense of shame and self-blame made it hard for her to breathe.

"Squeak—" The door was gently opened.

A clear voice suddenly rang in my ears. "Hello, Classmate Tang Song, I am Xu Qing from the School of Humanities and Law."

Tang Song paused for a moment, then looked at the bed in the bedroom.

Xu Qing, dressed in her college clothes, knelt quietly, her hair styled in a neat and tidy way, her expression playful and cute.

He exudes youthful energy.

It's as if it pulls your thoughts back to your school days during the Tang Song dynasties.

Coupled with Shen Yuyan's teasing just now, Tang Song felt hot all over.

Noticing his gaze, Xu Qing blinked and smiled brightly, saying, "Classmate Tang Song, would you like to study with me?"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song immediately began unbuttoning his shirt. "Of course!"

"Ouch!" Xu Qing covered her face with the book in her hand. "Aren't you supposed to be studying? Why are you suddenly taking off your clothes?"

It has to be said that Xu Qing is indeed a little drama queen.

Once she gets into character, she plays her role convincingly, perfectly embodying her student days.

Tang Song casually tossed his shirt aside and pushed Xu Qing onto the bed. "Let's learn some new knowledge."

"You... you..." Xu Qing appeared extremely frightened, "You scoundrel, you can't... don't... waaaah..."

Soon, a jumble of noises filled the room.

Xu Qing, who was desperately resisting, was gradually suppressed and began to sob softly.

Occasionally, a voice would cry out, "Yan Yan, save me!"

In the hallway between the living room and the living room, Shen Yuyan's eyes twitched wildly. Listening to the sounds coming from inside the house, she felt completely numb.

Why does it feel like my best friend is being tortured?

Is this really necessary?

September 4, 2023, Monday, sunny, 23~31℃.

"Ring ring—ring ring—"

The alarm clock sounded particularly jarring in the quiet bedroom.

Zhao Yachian frowned, groggily reached out, fumbled around on the pillow for a while, grabbed her Mobile Phone, and pressed the stop button.

After turning off the alarm, Zhao Yachian turned over.

A pair of long, shapely legs were exposed, with smooth lines and snow-white skin.

It made the whole bedroom brighter.

After lying in bed for a while, Zhao Yachian sat up and stretched.

I walked barefoot on the floor and changed into sportswear in the dressing room.

I went out onto the balcony and watched a TV series on my tablet while briskly walking on the treadmill.

After finishing my workout, I stepped on the scale and weighed myself.

63kg

Her dance and yoga practice over this period helped her lose two kilograms.

The body becomes light and coordinated, and the posture becomes more and more graceful.

Looking at her elegant and graceful figure in the full-length mirror, Zhao Yachian smiled smugly.

It must be said that practicing dance can indeed change a person's temperament.

In addition, she was also following Tang Song's requirements.

Learn social etiquette and cultivate your own artistic appreciation.

After warming up, Zhao Yachian laid out her yoga mat and began practicing yoga in the morning sun.

She used to be unable to learn anything, but now she's constantly receiving positive feedback, so she's very motivated and learns very quickly.

All kinds of movements can be performed smoothly, and the aesthetics are also very good.

Good morning, Qianqian.

"Tingzi." Zhao Yachian stopped what she was doing and greeted her with a smile.

He Liting asked with a smile, "I'll make breakfast. What would you like to eat?"

"A sandwich will do."

"OK." He Liting made a gesture and went into the kitchen to get busy.

While cooking, I checked the view count and likes of yesterday's video on my Mobile Phone.

The company team has already completed the initial planning for the apparel brand.

The brand name is tentatively set as [HEYI Studio].

The target audience is young, fashionable women who pursue individual expression, and the product is positioned in the mid-to-high-end market.

The Brand Department has already begun to be established, and employee interviews will begin this week.

I heard that Mr. President Gao, who is also the designer of the company logo, will be joining the company in the next few days.

He Liting attaches great importance to the women's clothing brand she incubated using herself as the "IP" and devotes herself to the work every day.

After breakfast.

After quickly tidying up and changing their clothes, the two went downstairs together.

I got into the pre-booked car.

The car first stopped at Yunxi Building, and then went to the headquarters of Yisha Beauty Industry.

Entering the company gate.

The receptionist quickly stood up. "Good morning, Director Zhao."

"Morning."

Good morning Director Zhao.

Along the way, she was greeted by employees from time to time.

Zhao Yachian always had a bright smile on her face and responded earnestly to everyone.

Open the white office door.

Zhao Yachian first watered the plants and took a few photos to share with Tang Song.

Then he sat down at the computer and pretended to browse the files in his work email and review the application information in the system.

Today, Yisha Beauty Industry is undergoing a comprehensive transformation towards "light medical aesthetics".

After all, she is now the supervisor and chief beauty consultant of Yisha Beauty Industry. Although she is not responsible for specific management, it would be best if she showed up often and kept an eye on the company's cash flow.

Moreover, she also needs her own social circle.

Currently, Zhao Yachian has several colleagues with whom she has a good relationship.

This is also a form of social identity recognition, which makes her feel happy and gives her a more fulfilling and satisfying life.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The Mobile Phone on the table started vibrating wildly.

Zhao Yachian released the mouse and picked up her Mobile Phone to take a look.

[Smiling Sister]

Zhao Yachian's heart skipped a beat. She quickly answered the phone, her voice slightly nervous, "Hello? Smiling Sister?"

"Good morning, Qianqian." A pure and clear voice came through the receiver, seemingly without any impurities, and it was very pleasant to listen to.

Good morning! What can I do for you?

"I'm going to Yancheng before the Mid-Autumn Festival to meet you and have a chat."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yachian stood up abruptly, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay, then... then do I need to bring Xiao Xue along?"

"Lin Mu Xue? Heh, whatever."

"Well..." Zhao Yachian pursed her lips, unsure of what to say for a moment.

The voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then continued, "Don't be nervous. I didn't come here specifically to see you; I just happened to be passing by and wanted to talk to you about something."

"Okay, sure."

"That's settled then, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

I hung up the phone.

Zhao Yachian sat in the chair, her full breasts heaving, her head spinning.

She kept a secret from Tang Song.

When I went to the real estate agency to get the property certificate for the property that I had previously transferred ownership to Anjia Real Estate, a woman named Shangguan Qiuya, who was the original owner of the property, met with me.

Through the other person, she learned of the existence of [Wei Xiao].

According to Shangguan Qiuya, the other party is Tang Song's Official Girlfriend and currently lives in the Imperial Capital.

Then, she somehow got in touch with this "Smiling Sister" and was told that Tang Song couldn't know about their affair.

Although they didn't talk often, Zhao Yachian always felt immense pressure.

Most of the time, she would ask with Wei Xiao about her relationship with Tang Song.

It was because of the existence of [Wei Xiao] that she took the initiative to confront Xiao Xue, which took their relationship a step further, and even dragged her to play 3-on-3 basketball.

Gritting her teeth, Zhao Yachian quickly rallied her spirits.

Xiao Xue is now a true financial elite, and she's in contact with many important people.

When [Wei Xiao] actually comes to Yancheng, she will take Xiao Xue to meet this so-called Official Girlfriend.

With such a capable teammate as Xiao Xue, she doesn't need to worry too much.