Waving Wings (Daily Life)

October 9, 2023, Monday, sunny, 12~25°C.

It was an autumn morning, before dawn.

Yan City Normal University was shrouded in a thin mist.

Her biological clock woke Qian Lele up on time. She rubbed her tired eyes and sat up from her warm bed.

The dormitory was pitch black.

Qian Lele fumbled around on the bedside table for a while and picked up her Mobile Phone.

The dim light from the screen illuminated her radiant face.

I quietly changed my clothes, got out of bed, put on the Adidas Sneakers that Ding Yao had given me, and left the dormitory.

I ran towards the Sports Field along the familiar route, the rhythmic breathing and footsteps ringing in my ears.

This was a habit she developed while "living together" with Tang Song in the Teacher's Apartment, but now, that familiar figure is no longer there to accompany her.

More and more people gradually appeared on the track of the Sports Field.

Occasionally, one or two boys would appear around Qian Lele, chatting and laughing with her.

Qian Lele ran forward for a while longer before turning around and leaving the Sports Field.

A sense of distress welled up inside me.

Since the start of the school year, unable to continue her stall and baking business, she became a part-time Frontend developer for Glimmer Coffee with Tang Song's help.

The job is respectable, easy, and related to her major, which makes her work less strenuous than before and gives her more personal time.

Coupled with a small inner impulse, she began to dress herself up, consciously or unconsciously.

Her skincare, hairstyle, and outfits are all much more eye-catching than before, naturally attracting a lot of attention at school.

This is not the first time that such a situation of being hitchhiked has occurred.

It's worth mentioning that she received her first paycheck from part-time work a couple of days ago.

In addition to the basic allowance of 2,500 yuan, there was also a 600 yuan phone allowance and meal allowance. I heard from HR that it was specially instructed by Mr. Xie.

Because I don't need to pay Five Insurances and One Fund, I only get 3,100 yuan, which is more than my mother earns back in our hometown.

This income greatly improved her life; in addition to the money she sent home, she was able to save up a "considerable" little nest egg.

Recently, she has started thinking about getting a Mobile Phone with better camera resolution.

Because she really loves photography.

As the sun gradually rises, the campus is quiet and peaceful in the early morning.

The leaves rustled softly in the cool morning breeze.

As Qian Lele stepped on the fallen leaves, she imagined an increasingly better life, a happy Wei Xiao spreading across her face.

After getting her breakfast, Qian Lele carried her tray to her seat.

It was only a little past 6 o'clock, and there were very few people in the cafeteria. She spotted a familiar figure at a glance.

My roommate is Wu Siqi, a Senior Schoolmate in college.

"Siqi, so early."

"Lele," Wu Siqi said with a worried look as she ate her egg pancake, "I have no choice but to prepare for my job interview in a few days."

"Okay, keep it up!"

"I really envy you, Lele. You got a stable job in your junior year of college. Now, Glimmer Coffee is really awesome. I've been seeing your short videos on Douyin a lot lately. It seems like you're going to open branches in Imperial Capital, Magic City, and Shencheng."

Qian Lele paused for a moment, then began to comfort and encourage the Senior Schoolmate.

The job market is tough right now, so most of the five people she shared a dorm room with have chosen to take the postgraduate entrance exam or the civil service exam.

Because her family is not well-off, Wu Siqi hopes to find a reliable large company so that she can settle down after graduation.

She is currently interviewing with "Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base., Ltd."

This is a newly established company, but it has a state-owned background and is very close to the school, attracting many senior students from the Teachers' University.

Qian Lele sincerely wishes this Senior Schoolmate a successful interview and the start of a new chapter in her life.

After breakfast, on my way back to the dormitory,

Wu Siqi asked curiously, "By the way Lele, where's your boyfriend? I didn't see you two on a date during the National Day holiday."

Qian Lele blushed and hurriedly explained, "He's not my boyfriend, he's my brother."

"Oh, oh, I see. Why hasn't your brother come to see you lately? When are you going to introduce him to us?"

"He—he's very busy."

Qian Lele pursed her lips, her thoughts drifting to the horizon.

Shengyuan Jiajing residential community, townhouses.

The morning sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains.

Accompanied by the meowing of a cat, Wen Ruan slowly woke up from her dream.

She sat up, her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders, exuding a slightly lazy and messy beauty.

Beside her, a fluffy Ragdoll cat lay quietly, watching her.

Wen Ruan looked down at the adorable little guy and smiled affectionately, "Good morning, Little Snowball."

"Meow~"

Wen Ruan couldn't help but feel a surge of affection, so she reached out and gently rubbed its soft ears before sniffing it incessantly.

The two of them played on the bed for quite a while.

Wen Ruan picked up her Mobile Phone and took a few photos while holding her beloved pet "Snowball".

Then I opened the pinned chat box, picked out the prettiest picture, and shared it.

The comment read, "Snowball the cat."

"Buzz buzz buzz one"

Tang Song: "Hmm, Snowball are indeed very interesting."

"Yi Yi— " Upon seeing this sentence, Wen Ruan couldn't help but chuckle softly. Her laughter was charming and magnetic, like a glass of mellow red wine.

She licked her lips, her eyes sparkling, and replied, "Still Magic City with those Tall Mare? If you don't come back soon, I'm going to find someone else to take care of my kitten."

[Tang Song: "Zhuangzhuang, are you asking for trouble? How dare you say something like that?"]

With a Wen Ruan smile, she replied in a deep, husky, mature voice, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Her voice was drawn out and slightly raised, making it sound exceptionally charming.

[Tang Song: "When I return to Yancheng, I'll teach you a lesson first!"]

Seeing that her "scheme had succeeded," Wen Ruan smiled Wen Ruan and continued, "I posted cat photos on my Moments, and a lot of people liked them, such as Yi Yi Ling Ling, Qing Qing, Mr. Xie, and oh right, your assistant Xiao Xue. They all probably like Snowball."

[Tang Song: "Emm" "That's a good idea. For example, Qing Qing and Xiao Xue have a special Good impression for kittens."]

Her Wen Ruan lips curved into an even wider smile.

She Yoyo leaned back against the headboard, hugged the Ragdoll cat to her chest, and continued chatting while stroking it.

8 o'clock in the morning.

Wen Ruan put away her Mobile Phone, quickly washed up, and stepped into the dressing room.

Standing in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but examine her skin more closely once again.

Since playing ball with Tang Song, her skin has been getting better and better, and even some of the small spots that were there before have quietly disappeared.

My skin has now fully recovered to its peak condition from two years ago, and even my breasts are more perky.

After admiring herself for a while, Wen Ruan changed into a well-tailored business suit and went downstairs with great interest.

"Director Wen!" Wang Dandan, the administrative assistant who was waiting in the living room, immediately stood up.

Wen Ruan raised her eyebrows and said with a light laugh, "Good morning, Dandan, so early."

"I just arrived myself, and I didn't want to disturb your rest, so I didn't inform you in advance," Wang Dandan explained with Wei Xiao.

Wen Ruan nodded Wen Ruan. "Let's go, let's eat and chat."

"OK."

In the restaurant, the nanny had already prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

Bacon pancakes, fresh fruit salad, and steaming hot soy milk.

After the two were seated in the restaurant.

After the two sat down, Wang Dandan unfolded the documents in her hand and gently placed them on the table. Her voice was clear and organized as she reported, "This is all the information about the company you asked me to research. The electronic version has been sent to your WeChat and email. There's a senior management meeting at Yanbei Printing Factory on Tuesday afternoon at 3 pm; and your attendance is required for the launch meeting of Xingyun International Group's new project at 10 am on Thursday—"

Wen Ruan listened to her assistant's report while casually flipping through the documents.

She has now largely stepped down from her work at Guangying Media and is gradually taking over the affairs of Xingyun International Group.

In order to successfully complete the handover, it is natural to need to produce some outstanding results.

And the direction she chose is the currently hot topic of "AI".

This also includes the influence of Liu Qingning.

In fact, the two never stopped chatting.

In addition, Tang Song had previously mentioned that she intended to invest in some promising technology companies, which led her to choose this company co-founded by her college classmate.

Zhilian Future is a technology company specializing in "AI-driven intelligent marketing solutions for the entire e-commerce chain". Through multimodal AI technology and big data analysis, it provides enterprises with a one-stop service from user insight and content generation to precise targeting.

Its core business is to help companies achieve efficient traffic conversion and brand growth while reducing operating costs.

As a leading company in the domestic GG Marketing field, Xingyun International Group naturally needs to keep up with industry trends.

Investing in a company with unicorn potential is undoubtedly an excellent choice.

More importantly, this would deepen her connection with Tang Song and Liu Qingning, paving the way for an improvement in their relationship. Thinking of this, Wen Ruan couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

It's really not easy for me. I have so many burdens on my shoulders, and I have to think things through carefully before doing anything.

After finishing the last sip of soy milk, Wen Ruan casually picked up her Mobile Phone and sent the company's information to Liu Qingning.

The message read, "Qing Ning, you were right before, artificial intelligence is indeed a major trend. I plan to have Xingyun International Group start doing business in this area, and I'm currently considering investing in this company. If you have time, could you check their technology for me?"

Shencheng, Qingning Technology Building.

A "ding-dong" notification sound rang out.

Liu Qingning paused slightly as she rapidly typed on the keyboard, then quickly replied with a Wen Ruan message.

She opened the electronic document sent by the other party, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her gaze shifted uncertainly across the screen.

In fact, she had already proposed the need to develop an "AI + GG Marketing Integration Application" within the company.

This is precisely to pave the way for future cooperation with Xingyun International Group.

In her previous conversations with Wen Ruan, she had intentionally or unintentionally instilled relevant ideas in him, trying to pique his interest in this field.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ruan directly proposed to intervene through investment.

Liu Qingning smiled slightly, thinking to herself, "This is fine too."

She went through so many twists and turns just to get to know Wen Ruan from multiple perspectives and explore her character and personality.

Of course, all of this ultimately comes down to convincing oneself.

Running away never solves problems.

She knew she couldn't live without Tang Song, and faced with this complicated emotional situation, she wanted to break her own bottom line and accept sharing him with other women.

For Liu Qingning, this was undoubtedly an extremely difficult task.

If she can become friends with Wen Ruan in the future and truly see his excellence and kindness, perhaps her resistance will gradually dissipate.

She raised her eyes and looked out the window at the Shencheng, a hint of determination in her gaze.

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

"Please come in." Liu Qingning sat up straight.

Immediately afterwards, the office door was pushed open, and a tall and beautiful figure walked in.

Liu Qingning quickly stood up. "Director Qin, you've arrived."

"No need to be so polite, just call me by my name or 'Senior Schoolmate' in private." Qin Yingxue said affectionately as she walked to her side.

As a board member of Qingning Technology and Senior Schoolmate graduate of Imperial Capital University, Qin Yingxue has spent the last two months...

She gets along extremely well with Liu Qingning.

Liu Qingning paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, Sister Yingxue."

Qin Yingxue patted her on the shoulder, then sat down next to her and started chatting about her recent work.

A full half hour later.

Qin Yingxue then got up to say goodbye, and as she left, she casually remarked, "By the way, it seems Mr. Tang went to Magic City for his vacation, right?"

"Yes, we need to contact a company called Yimai Technology."

Qin Yingxue smiled and said, "I heard from a friend who works at the Mo Du Film and Television Base that Mr. Tang apparently went to Su Yu's film crew and even had a cameo role. Hehe, that's quite interesting. I didn't expect Mr. Tang to have such thoughts."

Liu Qingning's pupils contracted, but her expression remained calm as she smiled and said, "Really? He didn't tell me about this. I'll ask him later."

"Huh? Mr. Tang didn't tell you?" Qin Yingxue showed a perfectly timed "panic" on her face and hurriedly said, "Then there might be some misunderstanding, Qing Ning. I only heard about this from someone else. Don't tell Mr. Tang that I told you, I'm afraid he'll be angry with me."

"Yes, I know, Sister Yingxue, don't worry."

Qin Yingxue opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but then she sighed, turned around and left.

I watched her figure disappear.

The smile on Liu Qingning's face also disappeared, her eyes flickered, and her thoughts became heavy.

Tang Song, Magic City, Su Yu.

He went to Magic City —was it for Su Yu?

Immediately afterwards, my temples began to throb, and the familiar pain struck without warning.

Liu Qingning let out a low groan, her breathing becoming rapid and intense.

Immediately, she opened the drawer, took out the "Green Pouch Gourd" that Tang Song had given her, and placed it on her chest.

Yunxi Building, Songmei Clothing.

"Good morning, everyone!" Yao Lingling's clear and energetic voice instantly filled the entire office area with vitality.

"Good morning, Ling Ling." "Good morning!"

"Ling Ling, you're all dressed up so beautifully today, is something good happening?"

"No way, that's just basic stuff."

Yao Lingling smiled and waved, then walked to her workstation and put down her bag.

While chatting with her colleagues, she quickly tidied up her desk, her movements swift and lively.

I made myself a steaming cup of coffee and sat down at my desk by the window.

The panoramic city view outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is incredibly refreshing.

A wonderful and busy day begins now.

After finishing her coffee, Yao Lingling went to the Brand Department's workstation and asked with concern, "Yixuan, hasn't Qiu Qiu come to the company yet?"

Sun Yixuan shook her head and said, "She's here. I saw her drawing here earlier, probably in President Gao's office."

Another colleague remarked, "Qiu Qiu has been working like crazy these past two days, arriving at 7 a. m. and not leaving until after 10 p. m. every night."

"Hey, have you guys seen Qiu Qiu's latest Visual Identity System? It's incredibly awesome!"

"It's really impressive. I heard that the art consultant of Xingyun International Group highly approves of it. Now we're just waiting for Mr. Tang to come and make the final decision."

Immediately afterwards, the crowd began to whisper among themselves.

After listening for a while, Yao Lingling felt a little worried.

In the two days since the holiday, she has been at Huashang Apparel, coordinating with their design team on the design of the first batch of clothing. I really didn't expect Cheng Qiuqiu to be so hardworking.

I'll definitely try to persuade her later that while work is important, health is even more important.

However, Tang Song must be very happy that the "Visual Identity System" has yielded results.

It's already the 9th, and according to what my senior said before, he should be going back to Yancheng in the next couple of days.

Thinking of this, Yao Lingling's mood instantly became incredibly beautiful.

She blinked and walked briskly toward the private office area on the inside.

The senior student has neither a secretary nor an assistant.

Before he arrived at the company, I, his closest junior from junior school, naturally had to tidy up his office and water the plants.

We arrived at the door of the President's Office.

Arriving at the door of the President's Office, Yao Lingling looked around, grasped the doorknob, gently pushed the door open, and tiptoed inside.

However, her expression froze instantly, her face filled with shock.

Qiu Qiu stood in the office, with rags and mops next to her.

The entire office was cleaned spotlessly.

The key point is that Qiu Qiu is holding a Tang Song -style shirt in her hand, and seems to be in a daze.

"Qiu Qiu? What are you doing here—"

Upon hearing the call, Qiu Qiu turned her head sharply.

Their eyes met, and her face flushed red at a visible speed. She stood there blankly, her lips trembling slightly.

After a long pause, he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "I've taken care of my work, come over and help me tidy up the office."

Due to excessive nervousness, her words came out in a thick local dialect.

Yao Lingling looked at her, then at the shirt in her hand, and seemed to realize something.

But soon, a bright smile appeared on her face, and she said slyly, "Goodness, I didn't expect you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes..."

He's even learned to flatter the boss. Haha, we're really on the same page!

As she spoke, Yao Lingling quickly stepped forward, picked up a rag, and symbolically wiped the table a couple of times. "I also participated a little. If President Mr. Tang asks later, just say we did it together!"

"Oh, I'm okay." Qiu Qiu nodded blankly, then looked at the clothes in her hand.

Yao Lingling's eyes twitched, and she laughed, "Oh dear, I'm a professional fashion designer, I'll take care of Mr. Tang's clothes!"

1

As Yao Lingling teased and joked, Qiu Qiu gradually calmed down.

However, her face was still red and hot, and she was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

She didn't know why, but seeing this dress made her feel especially close to it.

The faint scent evoked a deep sense of attachment in her.

Then, as if possessed, I picked it up.

Rongliu Investment on the 50th floor of Yan Province Financial Center Block A.

Sunlight streamed into the bright and spacious office through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lin Mu Xue sat behind a large Hu Tao desk, her posture upright and elegant. She wore a well-tailored business suit, exuding an aura of competence and confidence.

Several documents and an iMac monitor were neatly arranged on the table, with a romantic movie playing on the screen.

"Knock knock knock—" A soft knocking sound rang out.

Lin Mu Xue quickly switched the screen content to charts, looked up, and said, "Please come in."

The voice was clear, with a touch of authority.

Immediately afterwards, the office door was pushed open, and Mies, a colleague from the Investment Department, walked in.

"Luna, this is the latest progress report on Huashang Apparel's Convertible Bond operation." Miles strode to the desk and handed over the documents. "We have completed a comprehensive analysis of Huashang Apparel's financial situation over the past three years and, in conjunction with the market environment, have built a valuation model for its ' Convertible Bond agreement.'"

Lin Mu Xue took the report, her slender fingers gently flipping through the pages. She nodded, feigning professionalism, and asked, "Are there any potential risks that need further confirmation?"

"Nothing has been found yet, so we can proceed as normal. Based on the current Shareholding Percentage, once the debt-to-equity swap takes effect, the He Jingping family's shares will be diluted to about 31.8%, which is just below the one-third threshold required for voting on major matters."

"This step is crucial and cannot be taken lightly." Lin Mu Xue nodded slightly.

Although her understanding of many technical terms was still not deep enough, she had grasped the basic information.

At least one thing is certain: Mr. Tang's plan is progressing very smoothly.

Huashang Apparel will soon be completely owned by its owner.

He Jingping and his son have become utter spendthrifts.

After Miles left the office, Lin Mu Xue leaned back in her chair and took a sip of her coffee.

His gaze drifted to the bustling city outside the window, a smile played on his lips, and his long legs swayed slightly involuntarily.

Cool!

After obtaining the Credit Black Card, her material living standards improved significantly, and her self-confidence and sense of security also increased dramatically.

She now feels she has reached the pinnacle of her life, truly deserving the title of Emperor Mu Xue.

She wouldn't dare to mess with even the Heavenly Emperor Su in person.

She was, after all, Tang Song's only assistant, and Tang Song was Jin Meixiao's boyfriend.

My own personality is truly something else!

(H·)◇

I carefully read through the document and checked the time.

10:12.

Lin Mu Xue sat up straight, picked up her Mobile Phone from the table, and dialed Tang Song's number.

"Dudu— "

The phone rang for a while, and just as she was about to hang up, it was finally answered.

Tang Song's somewhat strange voice came through the receiver. "Hello, Xiao Xue."

Lin Mu Xue noticed the unusual tone in his voice, but didn't think much of it.

He cleared his throat, trying to make his tone sound more professional, "Mr. Tang, there's been new progress regarding Huashang Apparel's Convertible Bond, and I feel I need to report it to you as soon as possible."

Immediately afterwards, a muffled sound came through the receiver, along with a few words of English.

The speaker must be a foreign woman; she spoke very fluently.

Lin Mu Xue vaguely caught a few keywords, and her heart instantly raced.

"Mr. Tang, if it's not convenient right now, I can contact you later."

"No need, just tell me, Assistant Lin, your information is very important!"

Lin Mu Xue's eyes twitched, and she began to report in a low voice.

The jumbled sounds from the receiver only made her, the assistant to the CEO of Rongliu Capital, increasingly panicked.

He couldn't help but wonder about the other person's identity.

A few minutes later.

After she finished reporting the information summarized in the documents.

Tang Song's voice came through again. "Well done, Assistant Lin! The long holiday is over, and I have a task for you now."

"Please speak!" Lin Mu Xue suppressed the turmoil in her heart.

"As you should know, I've been looking for suitable investment opportunities. For the next period of time, try to get into a high-end social circle or an elite industry organization to help me gather valuable information. This task is very important, so don't slack off."

"Received!" Lin Mu Xue turned around and asked softly, "By the way, Mr. Tang, when are you returning to Yancheng? Do you need me to book your ticket?"

It had been a long time since they last met, and her beautician friend was also in her hometown in Shandong Province. Her heart felt restless, as if it were being scratched by a cat's claws.

"I'm going back tomorrow; I've already bought the ticket."

"Okay." Lin Mu Xue's throat moved, her voice slightly tense. "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now."

"I will report to you in person when you return to Yancheng."

Tang Song hummed in agreement, then added, "Oh, right, there's one more thing I think I need to tell you in advance."

"Please speak."

"In a while, a new employee will be joining Rongliu Investment as my Special Assistant. However, this will not conflict with your work, so you don't need to worry."

"Boom!"

A lightning tribulation descended from the heavens, striking Mu Xue, who had just attained enlightenment and was looking down upon all living beings.

Lin Mu Xue froze instantly, her face turning deathly pale.

Oh no! My status as his personal assistant is in danger!

Tang Song's Special Assistant?! Who is that?!