Just as her thoughts were running wild.
A familiar gentle voice sounded in the office area:
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone! Tonight is a crucial battle. The Administration Departnt and I have prepared so late-night snacks, fruit, and drinks for you. They’ve all been placed on the public tables in each area, help yourselves anyti!"
"Thank you, President Gao!"
"President Gao, you’re aweso!"
...
The office instantly erupted in cheers, and the tense atmosphere eased a little.
Yao Lingling quickly collected her thoughts and joined the crowd in shouting along.
Then she turned her gaze to the elegant, intellectual vice president, Gao ngting.
She was standing with a few female colleagues, pushing a small trolley loaded with snacks, energy drinks, and freshly cut fruit, handing them out area by area.
She really was an exceptionally capable woman.
And she matched Senior Tang Song quite well.
After a mont.
Gao ngting walked up to her, eyes smiling as she said, "Our great designer, do you want to go to the set and witness with your own eyes how your ’work’ dazzles the world?"
Yao Lingling took a deep breath, and the tension and anticipation in her heart were instantly ignited.
She nodded hard. "Yes! Thank you, President Gao!"
Staring at cold numbers on a screen really couldn’t compare to being on-site and seeing it with her own eyes—it was more real, more overwhelming.
Right after, Gao ngting’s gaze shifted to the other side, a faint flicker passing through her eyes.
"Qiuqiu, want to co with us to the live room and take a look?" she invited gently. "The posters and detail pages you designed will all be displayed tonight on the secondary screen in the live room. Going on-site to see the actual visual effect, and how it works with the lights and cara positions, will be really helpful for optimizing our future designs."
After hesitating for a mont, Cheng Qiuyu nodded lightly and stood up to join them.
Gao ngting stepped a little closer, her nostrils flaring slightly.
A fresh scent, a blend of white peach and lemon, drifted faintly into her nose.
It was the scent of the lingering-fragrance body wash she and Qiuqiu had always shared at their ho in Bamboo Stream Community.
Her eyes dimd for a second.
Earlier today at the office, when Tang Song hugged her.
She had slled that exact sa scent on him.
And these last two days, she’d been sleeping at the company, not going ho at all.
The answer was self‑evident.
She let out a quiet sigh in her heart, but not a trace of change showed on Gao ngting’s face.
She still wore that gentle smile.
Chatting and laughing as she led the two of them into the K3 live room.
...
"Have the warm-up loop video, product intro clips, and real-ti interaction effects pack all been loaded into the streaming equipnt?"
"Audio team, go through the playlist for the background music one more ti!"
"Cara One, Cara Two, and the ceiling track cara, self-check everything and confirm the picture is stable!"
...
The noisy, high-strung atmosphere instantly wrapped around the three of them.
Looking at the scene, Yao Lingling felt both nervous and fired up.
Then she spotted Tang Song standing in a corner.
He was talking with the strear He Yiyi about sothing, his expression focused and serious. Paired with that sharply tailored suit, he looked exactly like a CEO straight out of a novel.
As expected, a man focused on his work is the most handso!
Noticing the three of them approach.
The two stopped talking and looked over.
"ngting, Qiuqiu, Lingling, you’re here," Tang Song said, nodding with a smile.
"President Tang, Yiyi."
"President Tang."
They greeted each other briefly.
Tang Song patted He Yiyi on the shoulder, encouraging her. "Don’t be nervous, just follow the rhythm we practiced in the rehearsals. Co on, let’s break a record tonight!"
"Got it! Thank you for the pep talk, President Tang!" He Yiyi nodded hard, then opened her arms and gave Tang Song a tight hug. "Fighting!"
With that, she turned and headed inside, full of confidence.
Yao Lingling couldn’t help clicking her tongue.
She had just noticed that this popular female strear had sneakily run her hands over Senior Tang Song, clearly taking advantage.
Who knows, after the debut of that windbreaker she designed, she might be able to copy the move herself.
In that kind of universal-celebration mont, Senior Tang Song probably wouldn’t mind, right?
Thinking of this, she stole a glance at Tang Song’s near-perfect physique and swallowed.
[19:20]
The live room opened early, and a static teaser image appeared on the screen.
Viewers began to flood in.
He Yiyi sat at the host’s table, quickly scanning the teleprompter in front of her and silently morizing the core talking points.
On the huge data screen, real-ti monitoring numbers started to appear.
The operations team began sending out lucky bags to lock in the first wave of viewers.
By now, He Yiyi was already a top strear, and this brand debut had been ward up for a long ti.
Even though the official broadcast hadn’t started, the number of live viewers was still climbing rapidly.
It soon passed ten thousand.
19:30, the stream officially started!
"Hello, good evening my friends, welco to Yiyi’s live room."
On cara, He Yiyi was sitting in a set decorated like a luxurious walk‑in closet.
Her smile was gentle, her tone relaxed.
Her streaming style had never been that hoarse-throated, hard-sell kind, but more of a calm, story-like sharing, like chatting with a friend.
It was precisely this unique style that had earned her a large group of highly loyal core fans in just over half a year.
"Tonight is a very, very important night for and for all of us at Songi Clothing. Because the first batch of products from our own brand—[HEYI STUDIO]—will officially et you all tonight..."
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