Upon reviewing the profiles of the five official employees, a thoughtful expression flickered across Tang Song’s face.
A sense of corporate belonging had appeared nurous tis in the ga’s instance missions.
It wasn’t surprising that Gao ngting’s score hit 100—she held 25% of the company’s shares.
What did surprise him, however, was that He Liting and Sun Youguang both scored 99. That was the maximum possible value for non-shareholders.
Especially Sun Youguang, a regular financial staff mber who had only officially joined two months ago. Despite just becoming a full-ti employee today, he had already scored 99. Having such an employee in the finance departnt gave Tang Song a sense of security.
Turning his gaze to He Liting, Tang Song nodded in satisfaction. His initial decision had been correct—Qianqian’s older cousin was indeed reliable.
In the world of live-streaming companies, conflicts between top strears and the managent were all too common.
Since Songi Fashion was crucial to completing his Growth Plan Task, there couldn’t be any room for error.
As Tang Song’s silent gaze landed on her, He Liting felt her knees grow weak.
She had no idea what President Tang was planning, and since he hadn’t spoken, she didn’t dare to leave without permission.
Shifting his attention back to the system interface, Tang Song clicked on He Liting’s character card.
Now that the [Task ①: Optimize Structure] was complete, it was ti to fully focus on [Task ②: Build the Brand IP].
He tapped on the character’s portrait.
[The opportunity trigger character has been designated as “Strear - He Liting.”]
[Generating opportunity event… Please wait patiently.]
[Event details: Songi Fashion, He Yiyi, live streaming, internet celebrities, Tang Zong Entertainnt, idol stars…]
Tang Song raised an eyebrow as he studied the event-related information.
[The Opportunity Card] could create a collaboration between Songi Fashion and Tang Zong Entertainnt?
When his charm score hit 60 and unlocked Mo Xiangwan’s character, he had thought of leveraging Tang Zong Entertainnt’s influence to accelerate Songi Fashion’s developnt into a brand IP.
At the ti, though, the system forbade actions that might affect his Charm Score.
It remained unclear when this opportunity event would activate.
The light screen disappeared, and Tang Song looked back at He Liting. With a gentle tone, he encouraged, “Yiyi, you’re not just an employee of the company—you’re also Qianqian’s cousin and my friend. Put in your best effort to manage this account. I’ll provide you with the resources and opportunities you need. ngting has already told that once your account grows as an IP, we’ll allocate a portion of the company’s equity to you as an incentive.”
He Liting’s eyes widened instantly.
Equity incentive?! I’m going to beco a shareholder?!
Bowing quickly, she exclaid with excitent, “Thank you, President Tang! I promise I won’t let you down!”
However, as she bent down in her low-cut dress, her neckline revealed a dazzling view.
Tang Song glanced briefly before averting his eyes imdiately. “That’s all from my side. You can go back to work now.”
“Goodbye, President Tang!”
“Goodbye.”
Watching He Liting leave the office with light steps, Tang Song shook his head with a smile.
Although her resu wasn’t particularly impressive, people like her tended to seize opportunities well.
During the company’s OA system setup, Tang Song had reviewed her attendance records—she was always the first to arrive, the last to leave, and even volunteered to work overti on weekends.
Qianqian’s cousin truly was a motivated and loyal individual. He hoped she wouldn’t disappoint him.
The sudden ringing of his phone broke his thoughts.
“Hello, Luo Bin.”
“President Tang, the equity transfer for Lanfeng International Hotel is complete. I’m sorting through the docunts and materials involved. Do you have ti on Wednesday to et the hotel managent?”
Tang Song considered briefly and replied, “Wednesday afternoon should work.”
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After ending the call, Tang Song took a sip of his coffee. The temperature was perfect, and the flavor rich and smooth.
The due diligence for Fanfu Suzi was also completed. Tomorrow morning, he needed to review and sign the investnt agreent.
Once this was done, he would have fully experienced an entire investnt process for a business.
With the [Badge - Scholar (Aura)], he planned to bridge his knowledge gaps in finance. Soon, he could call himself a true investor.
Just as Tang Song settled back into his chair, ready to resu work, his phone rang again. Today seed unusually busy.
He glanced at the screen—an unfamiliar local number.
Answering the call, he said, “Hello?”
A teary, anxious voice ca through the receiver, “Hello? Hello! President Tang, I’m Qian Lele, a part-ti worker at Shimr Coffee. I’m so sorry to disturb you like this.”
Frowning slightly, Tang Song softened his tone, “It’s alright. What’s the matter?”
“It’s like this—I updated and added a batch of baked goods and beverages in the mini-program backend last night, including information, pictures, and prices. They were scheduled to go live at noon today.
“But when I arrived at the café after class just now, I found that a lot of data in the backend was gone. These items are about to go on sale, and I swear I didn’t delete anything. But the data is really missing.
“I know databases are regularly backed up, and I beg you to see if there’s any way to recover it! Otherwise, the café will suffer significant losses. Please, I’m begging you!”
It was clear from her tone that Qian Lele was both panicked and aware of the severity of the situation, yet her explanation was logical and clear.
Tang Song imdiately reassured her, “Don’t worry, Lele. The data isn’t lost. The delete function here doesn’t actually perform a ‘delete’ operation in the database. Instead, it modifies a field, distinguishing entries as deleted or not using (0,1). Moreover, the database is backed up every night at midnight, so there’s no risk.”
As an experienced developer, Tang Song had encountered such situations many tis.
Mistakes in backend managent by people were inevitable, so implenting error tolerance chanisms was essential.
In their prior conversations, Tang Song had learned that Qian Lele was a computer science student at Yan City Normal University, capable of programming and developnt.
Otherwise, Xie Shuyu wouldn’t have entrusted her with such an important maintenance task.
However, being a university student without project experience, it was understandable for her to panic in this situation.
Relieved by Tang Song’s words, Qian Lele let out a sigh of relief and said excitedly, “Thank you so much, Brother Song! I really appreciate it. Could you help restore it now?”
“Just a mont.” Tang Song switched his phone to speaker mode, set it down, and opened Navicat to access the database corresponding to Shimr Coffee’s mini-program.
Softly, he asked, “Lele, do you rember what ti you added and modified the products last night?”
"Between 8:00 PM and 10:00 PM," Lele replied.
Tang Song reviewed the operation logs and cross-referenced the product table. The del field, which marked items as deleted, was indeed set to 1, aning the data had been hidden.
After restoring the entries in bulk, Tang Song reassured her with a smile, “It’s all recovered. Take a look.”
“Right away!”
There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by Qian Lele’s excited and joyful voice. “It’s restored! Brother Song, you’re amazing! Thank you so much!”
“No need to thank —I’m just a part-ti worker at Shimr Coffee too.”
“Brother Song, could I trouble you to check why the data disappeared? I’m afraid I might’ve made a mistake. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.”
Tang Song paused, then checked the deletion log. “Your account executed 43 delete operations between 11:11 PM and 11:33 PM last night.”
“What?!” Lele exclaid. “Brother Song, I swear I wasn’t even awake at that ti—I was in bed, and I don’t sleepwalk! Could it be a system bug or so kind of attack?”
Raising an eyebrow, Tang Song replied, “Unlikely. The logs are detailed, and the IP address matches the one you used earlier when adding items.”
The line went quiet. After a long pause, Lele spoke, her voice dry. “I understand now, Brother Song. I think I know what happened—it’s my fault. I’ll change my account password right away to prevent this from happening again. I’m so sorry! Truly sorry!”
“It’s fine. Don’t worry about the system. Just let know if anything else happens.”
“Alright. Thank you again. Goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
Hanging up, Tang Song’s gaze flickered. It seed Lele had so trouble in her dorm.
Not long after, a WeChat notification popped up.
[Shimr Coffee - Qian Lele: “If you’re free, you’re welco to co to the Shimr Coffee near the university. I’ll treat you to cake as a thank-you!”]
Tang Song replied: “I’ll take you up on that. Another day!”
[Shimr Coffee - Qian Lele: Shimr Coffee (Morning Star Tower location).map]
Shaking his head with a smile, Tang Song thought, She’s an earnest girl.
He’d had a good impression of Lele ever since their first eting. She had proactively helped with paperwork, dressed plainly, and behaved with sincerity and politeness.
Their WeChat exchanges were minimal, but she was always respectful, resourceful, and avoided troubling others unnecessarily.
July 12, 2023 – Wednesday – Overcast with thunderstorms, 23–33°C.
Surrounded by 270-degree glass curtain walls, the sky outside appeared a deep shade of gray. Heavy, low-hanging clouds lood as though within reach.
“Hu… hu…”
Tang Song lay on his yoga mat in the living room, gasping for air after completing two high-intensity fat-burning routines.
Feeling the taut contours of his well-defined abs, he broke into a big smile.
Once life had a clear goal, every bit of effort beca aningful.
From a belly of flab to six-pack abs, each bit of progress had been hard-earned with sweat and persistence.
After resting, Tang Song got up to correct his posture. Once his routine was complete, he picked up his phone from the coffee table and noticed two new ssages.
[Shen Yuyan: “I heard you’re signing the investnt agreent with Fanfu Suzi today. Such a sha I’m too busy to witness it in person. Best of luck! Wishing your collaboration great success and the company a teoric rise!”]
[Shen Yuyan: “(#CoveringMouthLaugh) Still not up? Friendly reminder: there’s a thunderstorm today. I just told Qingqing to bring an umbrella to work.”]
The two ssages were sent over half an hour apart, coinciding with his workout, so he hadn’t replied.
Tang Song’s lips curled into a smirk. It seed the campus belle was getting a bit impatient.
Unlike Little Xue, who had started with bold, seductive photos, Shen Yuyan’s approach was far more strategic.
Every day, she shared investnt articles and news, engaging him in discussions about trending fields. Clearly, she wanted to maintain her image as a capable, independent, and hardworking campus belle.
After so thought, Tang Song chuckled and replied, “Just finished working out, didn’t see your ssages earlier. Thanks, and wishing Youjie Dostic Services smooth sailing too.”
“Buzz, buzz…” His phone vibrated almost imdiately.
[Shen Yuyan: “Seems like my timing was off. I’ll choose a better ti next ti (#Thoughtful).”]
[Shen Yuyan: “What a coincidence! I’m working out too. Work’s been so busy I’ve gained a bit of weight, so I’m trying to burn it off.”]
[Shen Yuyan: MirrorSelfie.jpg]
Tang Song opened the photo. He couldn’t resist giving it a like.
As expected of a forr campus belle—she was stunning.
A narrow waist, long legs, and ample curves.
And wearing yoga pants to boot, making her look particularly alluring.
“Keep it up!” Tang Song murmured with a grin as he casually replied: “AddOil.jpg”
Seeing the once-aloof campus belle treating him like this, Tang Song couldn’t deny he felt a little sothing.
But he knew full well what Shen Yuyan had her sights set on.
If he hadn’t t Qianqian first, or hadn’t gone through the [Whispers of Lin Muxue] instance, which honed his emotional intelligence and awareness, he might have fallen for her tricks.
Now, though…
Campus Belle Shen, if you want sothing, you’ll have to try harder. Go ahead and give it your best shot!
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