3:30 PM.
Rongcheng, Yintai Center.
Zhang Yunjing erged from the conference room, rubbing her slightly sore neck.
The requirent review eting that had just concluded had lasted a full two hours.
The product, design, and developnt teams had battled it out until the sky turned dark.
She felt like the CPU in her brain was about to burn out.
Just as she sat back down at her workstation, the WeChat icon in the lower right corner of her screen began frantically blinking.
[Zhang Wenwen: "Co to the pantry quick! I saved you a piece of durian mille-feuille!"]
Seeing this ssage, Zhang Yunjing smacked her forehead.
She was so busy she'd almost forgotten about the weekly Friday afternoon tea.
This was one of the few company perks she genuinely looked forward to.
The girls in the admin departnt had a great eye, always managing to find the latest viral internet-famous desserts trending on Xiaohongshu. Posting photos of them on social dia was a real flex.
The pantry was already crowded with over a dozen people.
They stood or sat in small groups, holding cakes and coffee, chatting and laughing with relaxed, carefree ease.
The afternoon sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a lazy, warm glow over this stolen mont of leisure.
She spotted Zhang Wenwen imdiately, waving at her.
"Here, yours."
Zhang Wenwen shoved a piece of durian mille-feuille and a cup of mango polo sago into her hands.
Zhang Yunjing took a bite of the cake.
The rich aroma of durian lted in her mouth, and she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.
"By the way," Zhang Wenwen suddenly lowered her voice, her eyes sparkling, "Has your 'April' posted anything recently?"
Zhang Yunjing was montarily stunned, then shook her head helplessly. "No, it's been almost two months. I've sent hundreds of private ssages, and my comnts have sunk like stones."
"That's normal," Zhang Wenwen said, biting her straw with a grin. "He's the boss of a famous clothing brand now, who has ti to update Xiaohongshu? Do you know how popular Heyi is right now? They just officially announced Bei Yuwei as their offline brand ambassador yesterday."
Zhang Yunjing nodded, but a complicated, indescribable feeling welled up inside her.
She was one of the earliest fans of "April."
From his very first post, she had followed that slightly chubby, sloppy, unfashionably dressed programr.
Watched him take advice from netizens to transform, gradually becoming slimr, more handso, more confident.
Step by step, turning into the male god she couldn't help but screenshot and save.
Later, he started on the "entrepreneurship by advice" route, creating HEYISTUDIO.
She had even seriously comnted, suggesting the na "Heyi."
Although the final chosen na was "Heyi," she had felt a little disappointed at the ti.
But that sense of participation.
That satisfaction of witnessing a person, a brand, grow from zero to one, was so strong it was almost addictive.
The ultimate joy of a raising simulation.
Unfortunately.
The plot ca to an abrupt halt at its most exciting point.
That "April" seed to have vanished into thin air.
Zhang Yunjing sotis even had the absurd feeling.
That the "digital pet" she had personally raised had suddenly gone missing.
Rationally, she understood.
Given the scale of "April's" current ventures, he most likely had no interest in managing a "transformation by advice" account anymore.
But emotionally, she still unconsciously hoped to occasionally see so news about him.
Like he was a friend.
Even if it was just watching from afar.
As she was lost in thought, the chatter of several colleagues nearby suddenly grew noticeably louder.
"So handso! My god, the pinnacle of sapiosexuality!"
"Holy crap, his aura is off the charts!"
"Who is that? A newly debuted idol?"
"Not an idol! He's from the tech world! Haven't you seen it? Xuanji Optical World inaugurated their new headquarters today, and that new global CEO!"
"My god, the info says he's only 26? Actually 26, by traditional reckoning only 27, that's insane!"
"Xuanji Optical World's CEO?"
The group instantly erupted.
Exclamations rose one after another.
Zhang Yunjing's curiosity was piqued.
Her company, Yuntu Technology, focused on enterprise digital transformation and was currently frantically pivoting towards AI.
As a product manager, she had naturally heard of Xuanji Optical World.
A super unicorn jointly incubated by Tang Yi Precision and Qingning Technology.
Its popularity in tech circles was practically a phenonon.
She leaned over to her colleague Jiajia and peeked at her phone screen.
The screen was playing a short video news report.
The title was eye-catching and professional:
*The Battle for the Next-Generation Computing Platform: Xuanji Optical World's Global Headquarters Inaugurated Today, Mysterious CEO Makes First Public Appearance*
In the background video, in front of a massive LED screen, a man in a navy blue suit leaned forward slightly, calmly adjusting the microphone on the podium.
The overhead venue lights poured down, outlining him with a cool-toned rim light.
The lines of his profile were sharp and clean, his nose bridge high and straight, his jawline so clean it looked drawn with a ruler.
Noble, restrained, powerful.
Majestic and handso.
Even carrying an "ani protagonist-level" impact.
Zhang Yunjing froze in place.
An absurdly intense sense of familiarity, like an electric current, shot through her nerves.
"Oh my god! Yunjing!" Zhang Wenwen also leaned over, her eyes wide with disbelief. "This... isn't this that April guy? He's not... how...?"
Zhang Yunjing didn't answer.
Looking at the clearer front-facing photo captured by the dia on the screen.
Her mind "exploded" as if countless fireworks had detonated simultaneously.
It was really him.
April.
That blogger she had watched transform, lose weight, start a business, build a brand...
Had finally been "raised" into the global CEO of a super unicorn?
This plot was so outrageous it felt like AI-generated wish-fulfillnt fiction.
She pinched her thigh hard.
It hurt.
Not a dream.
Absurd, shocking, unbelievable.
Then, a wave of near-scalp-tingling ecstasy and sense of accomplishnt instantly overwheld her.
With trembling fingers, she opened Xiaohongshu and began proclaiming this incredible discovery.
.......
A little after 4 PM.
Yancheng, Yunxi Building, 30th Floor, Songi Apparel.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city skyline was dyed orange-red by the setting sun.
The office area was brightly lit, the air filled with a relaxed and excited atmosphere following a "major victory."
Just yesterday, the company had officially announced top actress Bei Yuwei as the offline brand ambassador for its high-end brand, Heyi.
And according to internal news, President Tang had personally handled securing this deal.
The news had sent the entire company into a frenzy.
That was Bei Yuwei!
And she had a fantastic connection with Songi's core live strear, He Yiyi. Their previous collaborations had always trended on social dia, generating massive buzz.
Now with a formal contract signed, the marketing possibilities were almost unimaginable.
Even now, that excitent hadn't fully subsided.
In the pantry, hallways, and around workstations.
Colleagues gathered in small groups, still discussing in low voices the upcoming marketing strategies, offline store schedules, and whether year-end bonuses might double because of this.
After all, while Songi Apparel had established itself, the real challenge was the upcoming offline expansion.
With the support of this top star, everything would be different.
Clothing Design Center.
Yao Lingling sat on the wide solid wood design table, holding a piece of dark green cashre fabric, arguing with a colleague across the aisle.
"...I think we can be more aggressive with this waist cinching. The outdoor aesthetic is trending, but female consurs want to look cool, not puffy. Look at this silhouette. If we take in the waistline by another two centiters, the whole look instantly becos more spirited."
"Alright, Director Yao, we'll do as you say." Xiao Lin conceded helplessly.
After seeing off colleague Xiao Lin.
Yao Lingling was just about to take a breather and drink so water to soothe her throat when Zhang Ying from the admin departnt poked her head in, beckoning to her mysteriously.
"Lingling! Co over here quick!"
"What's up?"
"Sister ng's online order of 4J cherries got delivered to the company by mistake!" Zhang Ying lowered her voice, eyes shining. "Everyone's dividing them up! If you're late, there won't be any left!"
Yao Lingling's eyes instantly lit up. She hopped right off the table. "Sister ng didn't misdeliver, this is targeted poverty alleviation! Let's go! I'm just hungry!"
The two of them hurried down the hallway, practically running into the admin office area.
Before they even entered, they could hear laughter and chatter inside.
A dozen or so colleagues were gathered around Sister ng's workstation, like a flock of little birds waiting to be fed.
Sister ng was holding a box, handing out cherries, grumbling good-naturedly, "I swear, you guys never reply to work group ssages, but you're all so quick with news like this!"
Yao Lingling squeezed in like a nimble squirrel, grabbed a cherry so purple it was almost black, as big as a coin, and popped it into her mouth.
A crisp "crack."
It was so sweet she squinted her eyes.
"Mmm! So sweet!"
She grabbed a few more and diligently stuffed them into Sister ng's mouth. "Thanks, Sister ng! Sister ng is the best!"
Sister ng was amused and gave her a light pat. "Lingling's the most thoughtful, knows to feed first."
The group laughed and joked, the office lively as if celebrating New Year's early.
"Oh, by the way," Yao Lingling suggested between spitting out pits, "It's Friday today, how about we all go out for dinner tonight?"
"Great idea!" Zhang Ying was the first to agree. "I know a new coconut chicken place opened in Huaxin District. It's perfect for winter. Want to go?"
"Sure! I'm in!"
" too!"
Everyone chid in, the atmosphere heating up.
"It's a sha our President Tang is so busy. It's been ages since we had a big team-building event," soone sighed nostalgically. "I really miss that company-wide outing at Wushan. Those were good tis."
"Yeah, back when we were just starting, our male god President Tang used to join us for als and drinks all the ti." As one of the first batch of old employees, Zhang Ying puffed out her chest proudly.
At this, she turned to Yao Lingling. "Speaking of which, Lingling, do you know when President Tang is coming back?"
Yao Lingling, chewing on a cherry, mumbled vaguely, "President Tang went to Shen City for Xuanji Optical World's headquarters inauguration ceremony. Seems like he still has so business to handle there. He won't be back for a while."
"Xuanji Optical World? What's that?"
"ii, you're so out of touch!"
"I think I've heard of it. A company that makes smart glasses, right? Saw so news before."
"Not just that." A bespectacled male colleague nearby imdiately chid in, his tone tinged with showing off. "Xuanji Optical World isn't so simple 'smart glasses' company. Its core is a 'spatial computing platform.' It's backed by Tang Yi Precision's hardware and manufacturing systems, combined with Qingning Technology's large model and algorithm capabilities. It's a super project jointly incubated by the two. Similar to those overseas companies building AR/VR ecosystems, but with a focus more on industrial and platform-level applications."
"That impressive?" ii's eyes widened a bit. "But... our President Tang is in fashion, right? Why would he attend a tech event like that?"
"You think President Tang only has Songi Apparel? He's invested in two AI companies too! The ones we're currently collaborating with, Yimai Technology and Smart Chain Future."
"Wow, so you're saying our President Tang might transform into a tech mogul?"
"It's really hard to say."
"Given President Tang's abilities, nothing would surprise about his future."
Hearing topics related to their "male god boss," everyone instantly perked up.
A lively discussion broke out.
For ordinary office workers, the tech world already had an aura of mystery and sophistication.
When that aura settled on the boss they saw every day.
Curiosity and awe instantly multiplied.
Many people had already started picking up their phones to search for news about Xuanji Optical World.
Just then.
"Ahhhhh!!"
A scream suddenly pierced the office's cheerful atmosphere.
Yao Lingling, who was about to put another cherry in her mouth, was so startled her hand jerked, nearly swallowing the pit.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
ii was staring wide-eyed at her phone screen, her finger trembling as she pointed at it, stamring:
"This... th-th-this... isn't this our President Tang?!"
"Huh?"
"What do you an?"
Several people nearby imdiately crowded around.
The phone screen was playing a short news video.
The footage was clear and formal, a report from today's Xuanji Optical World headquarters inauguration ceremony.
"Xuanji Optical World's global headquarters and R&D center officially opened today. The ceremony gathered nurous important figures from industry and capital circles... New global CEO Tang Song made his first public appearance, also marking—"
The scene switched from the exhibition product area.
The cara slowly panned over the guest seating area.
It settled on the front of the crowd.
One figure was particularly eye-catching.
Side profile to the cara, posture tall and straight.
The cara turned, giving a close-up of his face.
That face.
The face they saw countless tis every day in the elevator, hallways, and group photos.
Was now appearing in a news report, under the title "Xuanji Optical World Global CEO - Tang Song."
The air grew eerily quiet for one second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
"President Tang?"
"Xuanji Optical World's... CEO?"
"Wait... hold on... I'm a little dizzy..."
"How... what's going on?"
Everyone was stunned.
They forgot to eat the cherries in their hands.
The chatter completely died out.
The entire admin area seed to have been muted.
Only the news comntary from the phone continued to play clearly.
Yao Lingling managed to retain so semblance of reason.
After all, she knew so inside information.
Tang Song was Su Yu's boyfriend, a shareholder behind Tang Entertainnt.
But even so, she was shocked.
Lately, due to the collaboration project with Yimai Technology, she had been paying attention to the AI circle and naturally knew the weight Xuanji Optical World carried in tech circles.
It wasn't an ordinary startup.
It was a true hard-tech unicorn.
Backed by Tang Yi Precision's manufacturing systems, layered with Qingning Technology's large model and algorithm capabilities.
Within the industry, it was almost seen as a super project for the "next-generation computing platform entry point."
When the news report finished playing.
After a few seconds of blank silence.
It seed everyone snapped out of their shock simultaneously.
Then the entire admin office area exploded.
Imdiately after, the entire Songi Apparel exploded.
The previously quiet office area was instantly filled with a tsunami of discussion. Wave upon wave of voices rose, almost threatening to lift the ceiling.
Colleagues grabbed computers and phones, fingers flying as they typed into search bars:
"Xuanji Optical World CEO"
"Xuanji Optical World Tang Song"
The mont the pages refreshed.
News reports popped up one after another like a tidal wave.
And as ti passed, the number was rapidly increasing.
All from legitimate dia outlets.
Financial dia, tech dia, mainstream portals, industry columns.
No marketing accounts, no exaggerated headlines, uniformly serious reports and official news sources.
*Xuanji Optical World Global Headquarters Inaugurated, 26-Year-Old CEO Tang Song Makes First Public Appearance*
*From Quant Genius to Tech Tycoon: Unmasking the Mysterious Helmsman Behind Xuanji Optical World*
*'Next-Generation Computing Platform' Competition Heats Up, Xuanji Optical World Steps into the Spotlight*
Though it was just a headquarters inauguration ceremony.
Due to Xuanji Optical World's own sky-high profile in tech circles, related reports were already flooding financial and tech dia outlets.
And the first thing to break out of the circle and spark discussion was undoubtedly this impossibly young, outrageously handso CEO himself.
The comnt sections were practically out of control:
[Is this face for real? Are we sure he's not a mole sent by so entertainnt company?]
[26 years old, unicorn CEO, looks like this... heavens, how will you ever repay what you owe ?]
[Sapiosexuality will be the death of !! Resu face = absolute kill]
[Just quit following the entertainnt industry. Officially announcing now: I'm stanning tech circle male gods.]
Simultaneously.
This news about a "26-year-old tech unicorn CEO" was rapidly fernting within a certain scope, following a very standard dissemination path.
Initially, it was professional discussion within tech and industry circles.
Then, amplified and interpreted by financial dia.
Subsequently, due to the overly striking personal tags, it quickly evolved into a personality-driven topic.
#TechTycoon
#XuanjiOpticalWorld
#26YearOldCEO
#PinnacleOfSapiosexuality
Related hashtags began trending simultaneously on multiple platforms.
Weibo was buzzing.
Douyin was pushing it.
Xiaohongshu started seeing edited compilations.
On Zhihu, people were already opening threads analyzing his resu and background.
In countless information streams.
The sa photo appeared repeatedly—
The image of him in a navy blue suit, coolly handso in profile, calmly adjusting the microphone at the podium.
That side-profile photo could be seen in many places.
And this heatwave didn't stop dostically.
Overseas tech dia also began following up with reports.
"China's Next Computing Platform Startup Xuanji Unveils HQ"
"Young CEO Tang Song Draws Attention in Tech Circles"
Piece by piece, information crossed ti zones, quietly spreading through information streams in different languages.
From Silicon Valley investor newsletters, to tech forums in Tokyo, to industry briefings in London financial digests.
The na Xuanji Optical World, along with that side-profile photo.
Was spreading outward at an incredible speed.
Diffusing from tech circles to financial circles, then rapidly spreading to broader entertainnt and mainstream social platforms.
The heat built up like a snowball, layer upon layer, growing bigger and bigger.
Simultaneously, more personal information about Tang Song was gradually being revealed by relevant dia.
26 years old, computer genius.
During university, entered the quantitative field as an AI engineer. Served as Algorithm Architect for quantitative fund Rongliu Capital, leading the underlying architecture of strategy models and data systems. Subsequently completed capital-level integration and restructuring, transitioning to Chairman.
A silent early-stage investor in the AI track, a behind-the-scenes shareholder in multiple AI startups.
Co-founded Qingning Technology, serving as an early co-founder and shareholder.
Thereafter, with the dual identity of industrial investor and technical decision-maker, deeply participated in cross-border "AI industry" layouts, focusing on areas like smart manufacturing, digital applications, and new human-computer interaction.
Currently serves as Global CEO of Xuanji Optical World, responsible for the company's overall strategic advancent and ecosystem construction as it transitions from internal incubation to independent operation.
This string of glittering credentials.
Not only left the employees of Songi Apparel utterly stunned.
But also completely ignited a sensation across the internet.
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