The Place Where Dreams Begin

After lunch, the two returned to the office and officially began their work.

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Discuss the decoration and planning of the live broadcast room.

Selecting office equipment and supplies, including computers and accessories, printers, water dispensers, refrigerators, microwave ovens, live streaming equipment, consumables...

These are the things that must be prepared before an employee starts working.

Because the company is small and the number of employees was small in the early stages, the total cost was 90,000 yuan.

Gao Mengting suggested buying a second-hand item, but Tang Song immediately rejected the idea.

Because the corporate account can only make payments three days later, they simply selected the items online first.

I'll place the order in a couple of days and use the remittance code to make a corporate payment.

6 p. m.

Tang Song leaned against the Cloud Sofa in the corner, admiring Gao Mengting's profile as she worked diligently.

"Isn't it time to leave work?"

"Wait for me for another 10 minutes," Gao Mengting continued. "The company's reception area Logo Wall is very important; it directly represents the company's brand image. I just contacted a junior from my university to help design it. What are your requirements for the Songmei Clothing logo?"

"As for the requirements..." Tang Song stroked his chin and said, "Just something simple and aesthetically pleasing. How about we hire a professional design firm?"

Gao Mengting spun the Ergonomic Chair around, looked at him, and smiled, "My junior classmate is very talented in graphic design. She designed my logo and packaging before. She's incredibly talented, no less so than professional designers, and most importantly, she's more dedicated. Give it a try first, and if you're not satisfied, we can change it."

"Okay, President Gao, I'll do as you say." Tang Song waved to her.

Gao Mengting smiled and her high heels lifted slightly.

A while later.

Gao Mengting closed her laptop, stood up, and said excitedly, "Let's go, time to get off work!"

After graduation, I started my own business and opened a shop. I've always been hands-on, so I've never experienced the feeling of leaving get off work on time before. It's quite novel.

After quickly packing their things, the two headed towards the door.

As she approached the reception area, Gao Mengting suddenly stopped and said, "Wait for me, I almost forgot about the important matter!"

"What important matter?" Tang Song asked curiously.

Gao Mengting took out her Mobile Phone, first took a few photos of the office area, then waved to Tang Song.

He laughed and said, "Let's take a group photo to commemorate the founding of our company."

"It's definitely worth keeping as a memento." Tang Song nodded and stood to Gao Mengting's left.

Behind them was the company's reception area, which, although empty, was very stylish and sophisticated.

Gao Mengting held up her Mobile Phone and held it in front of the two of them.

Looking at the image in the viewfinder, she hesitated for a moment, then reached out her left hand to wrap around Tang Song's right arm, tilting her head slightly to the left.

Tang Song stiffened for a moment, but quickly returned to normal.

A warm touch, a faint body fragrance.

Wearing high heels, her head reached just above his nose.

"Eggplant!"

"Click—"

The first photo of the two together was taken.

Gao Mengting released his arm, took a few steps forward, and turned around to face him.

A smile as beautiful as a flower.

"Tang Song, many years later, when Songmei Clothing successfully went public, we rang the bell at the stock exchange. Looking back at this group photo, this is where our dream began."

"Back then, we were not just a small live-streaming e-commerce company, but also had our own office building, clothing brand, design company, and production factory."

"Our branches are located all over Huaxia, and we are a leading national fashion apparel brand in the market."

"We will also launch our own luxury brand, hire the biggest celebrities as spokespeople, and sponsor various variety shows and concerts..."

She spoke of her beautiful vision for the future in a soft yet firm voice.

She has never lacked the courage and belief to climb higher, and now that the opportunity is in front of her, she is extremely eager for success.

Tang Song took a deep breath, also moved by her words.

"That moment won't be far off."

If Gao Mengting was only dreaming, he was truly looking forward to this moment.

They possess a system, vast assets awaiting inheritance, and a pool of carefully cultivated elite talent.

A man's three major life goals (business, sex, and women) will Yi Yi be achieved.

Gao Mengting lives in Zhu Xi Residential Area in Qiaoxi District, which is very close to Mingjun Auto Repair Shop.

Park the car downstairs.

Gao Mengting asked, "Would you like to come up for dinner? I often cook for myself, and I'm pretty good at it."

"Then I'll have to bother you." Tang Song readily agreed.

"Haha, I thought you'd be a little more polite."

Tang Song turned off the car and unbuckled his seatbelt.

She turned and smiled, "There's a line in a book I'm reading that says, 'You can't truly know someone unless you put yourself in their shoes and walk with them for a while.' I want to understand my partner better, so I want to put myself in her shoes."

Gao Mengting smiled and said, "Maycomb. In my earliest memories, it was a sluggish old town. I really liked Harper Lee's ' To 《To Kill a Mockingbird》 ' when I was in college, and I read it three times."

"I also really like this book. Perfect timing, let's share our thoughts on it tonight."

Under the dim light, Gao Mengting's face suddenly turned a little red.

She gave a soft "hmm," then pushed open the car door and got out.

Take the elevator to the 12th floor.

"Clap!" Tang Song clapped his hands and turned on the voice-activated light.

Gao Mengting frantically pulled the keys out of her tote bag, opened the door, and turned on the living room lights.

The shoe cabinet in the Entrance Hall is filled with shoes of various styles and colors.

There were also two pairs of slippers, but they were both women's sizes and very small.

"No need to change your shoes, just come in." Gao Mengting's expression was somewhat unnatural.

"Okay." Tang Song smiled and went straight in.

The apartment has two bedrooms and a living room, and the living room is quite spacious.

The decoration is very simple, with white walls, white floor tiles, and IKEA- style furniture.

In the corner of the south-facing balcony, there is a uniquely designed solid wood bookcase filled with books.

Gao Mengting hung her bag on the coat rack, turned around, and asked, "What would you like to drink? Hot water, cola, mango juice, sparkling water?"

"Cola will do."

Gao Mengting took a 300mL Red Can Coke from the refrigerator and handed it to her.

"We don't have much food at home, so unfortunately you can't order today. I'll see what I can do."

"Do you need any help?" Tang Song took the Coke, opened it, and took a sip.

"No need, I can manage on my own. You can rest on the sofa for a while. Oh, by the way, my mom mailed some steamed buns at home, Pork and Radish Filling, slightly spicy. Would you like to try some?"

"I really love Pork and Radish Filling buns, and I'm so lucky to have some today."

"Okay, then we won't steam rice. We'll just stir-fry two vegetable dishes and eat them with meat buns. That'll be done in no time!"

As she spoke, Gao Mengting put on an apron and began to busy herself in the kitchen.

Tang Song walked to the bookshelf, picked out a few books at random, and looked at them. He could see obvious signs of reading in all of them.

It's obvious that Gao Mengting really loves reading, and she's maintained this habit for a long time.

He also found the book he was going to read next, "《How to Win Friends and Influence People》".

Sitting on the gray fabric sofa, Tang Song picked up a book and began to read.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The range hood starts up.

"Sizzle—" The water-soaked vegetables come into close contact with the hot oil.

"Crack-crack-crack—click-click-click—" The shovel and the iron pot rubbed and collided against each other.

A faint aroma of vegetables gradually wafted over.

Tang Song twitched his nose and smelled the aroma of "Stir-fried Eggs with Tomatoes".

Through the kitchen door, one could see the partner's curvaceous back and beautiful legs encased in stockings.

The red apron cinched her slender waist, creating a beautiful curve with her pert hips.

Tang Song gently closed the book and quietly appreciated the scene.