Quan City, Yunjing Platform District.
Past 11 PM, the outside was pitch black.
In the spacious and simple study, soft warm yellow light spilled over the wooden desk.
Tang Song, dressed in comfortable pajamas, held a delicate fountain pen in his right hand, quickly jotting down information in a leather notebook.
The room was so quiet that only the sound of keyboard keys and the rustling of the pen against paper could be heard.
For him, tonight was an extrely important night.
He Yiyi was doing an outdoor live broadcast at the Wu Mountain filming site.
During the live broadcast, Bei Yuwei, dressed in ancient costu, "accidentally" appeared.
The small strear’s encounter with the female top stream star, with Bei Yuwei’s cooperation, led to so very interesting monts.
She even interacted with the live broadcast room, performing an impromptu classical sword dance, which was highly topical.
After being edited into a short video, it quickly went viral and beca the focus of national discussion.
Songi Clothing’s staff were working through the night, seizing every detail to promote brand exposure.
As the president, Tang Song naturally couldn’t just watch idly, so he decided to stay up late to work overti, creating marketing strategies, striving to maximize the use of this wave of popularity.
"Buzz buzz buzz——" The screen of the phone on the table lit up.
Tang Song stopped, glanced at it.
[Zhang Lei: "Sorry, Tang Song, I just saw your ssage. Forgot to tell you, I’m in Yan City now. I completed an internal transfer before the holiday, and my contract was revised to the head office. I originally planned to work there after the holiday, but due to major changes here, I ca over first. Just moved into the staff dormitory today, been busy all day."]
Seeing this ssage, Tang Song shook his head and replied with a smile, "Alright, I went back to Jing County for the Mid-Autumn Festival, originally planned to et you for a al tomorrow, but since you’re not around, we’ll et when I get back to Yan City."
[Zhang Lei: "Okay, alright, haven’t slept yet, so late?"]
Tang Song: "I have so work to do today, so I’ll sleep later."
The two chatted intermittently for a few minutes.
[Zhang Lei: "I have to go now, I have sothing urgent to deal with here, it’s a special instruction from the boss, we’ll catch up later."]
Tang Song sent an "OK" emoji, put the phone down and stretched widely.
During the day, he accompanied the female president on a self-driving tour of the Ginkgo Scenic Area in Jing County, which was a very relaxing and pleasant experience.
The autumn air was crisp, the scenery picturesque, occasionally getting a chance to admire the beautiful legs in black silk stockings and tease the female president.
After the incident at the mall yesterday, the female president’s affinity towards him visibly increased significantly, not resisting his intimate gestures, even taking the initiative to kiss him, and with tongue.
Xie Shuyu had always been elegant and dignified in front of him, more often taking on the posture of a "senior." Now successfully "overturning the hierarchy," Tang Song felt a great sense of achievent.
...
Yan City, outside Sinmo Bar.
The night was deep, neon lights casting mottled shadows on the streets, the air filled with a slight chill of autumn.
Occasionally, drunken n and won staggered out of the bar, laughter and the sound of car engines incessantly in the air.
Zhang Lei put down his phone, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, skillfully drew one out and offered it, "Brother Rong, Brother Zhao, want one?"
"No." Rong Weihua waved his hand, his expression serious, "You better not smoke either, you’ll get the sll on you, wouldn’t be good if the boss slls it later."
"Oh, oh, sorry, it’s a habit..." Zhang Lei quickly put the cigarette back in the pack, standing awkwardly with his hands in his pockets.
After exchanging a few more courtesies with the two company seniors, his gaze wandered towards the bar entrance, admiring the scantily clad won while waiting for the boss’s call.
He managed to smoothly enter the group headquarters.
On one hand, he pushed himself to the limit, consistently ranking top in performance at the Quan City Branch;
On the other hand, it was because his uncle was a minor leader at the Quan City Branch, an old friend of Liu Huixiang, the sales manager responsible for "modern channel business" at headquarters.
Otherwise, given the current tense atmosphere within the Zhongcheng Group, his transfer order might have long been canceled.
Now, he worked under Liu Huixiang, mainly responsible for promoting and custor visiting for chain supermarkets and catering businesses.
These major client resources were abundant, with order amounts ranging from hundreds of thousands to even millions, completely different from those small orders from convenience stores or community group purchases before.
It could be said this was a highly potential sales position, a chance many dread of.
For soone like him, a vocational college graduate with a large debt, being able to work at the Zhongcheng Group headquarters was an imnse luck, and he cherished this opportunity dearly.
Having just arrived in Yan City yesterday, he only moved into the staff dormitory today, busy all afternoon unpacking and organizing, quite exhausting.
Yet, shortly after falling asleep at night, he received a call from Liu Huixiang, saying so mid to high-level leaders of the group were drinking at this bar and needed soone to help drive them ho.
Though tired, Zhang Lei imdiately got up, scurried over, and stood there for more than an hour.
After all, this was a specially arranged task from the boss, both a sign of trust and ntorship.
Just then.
"Ring ring ring——" The phone rang.
Next to him, Rong Weihua quickly answered the call, "Hello, boss."
"Mm-hmm, we’re right at the main entrance of the bar waiting."
"Okay, got it, understood!"
After hanging up the phone.
Rong Weihua turned and said, "Zhao Ming, Zhang Lei, get ready, the leaders are about to co out."
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