In the evening, Tang Song had a long dream.

In the dream, he became a young man who loved sketching and painting.

At first, the lines were stiff and lifeless, and the images lacked layers and depth.

By reading art books, observing the works of masters, and learning how they captured light and shadow, depicted textures, and expressed forms, his skills gradually improved.

Starting from basic geometric shapes, he transitioned to complex still lifes, human figures, and even dynamic scenes.

His fingers developed calluses, and his desk was piled high with sheets of paper filled with sketches.

The lines under his pencil became smoother, the handling of light and dark more refined, and the compositions more harmonious.

Light and shadow danced on his paper, capturing the subtle changes in the characters' expressions.

…

May 15, 2023, Monday, sunny, 21~34℃.

At 6:00 AM.

Tang Song sat up in bed, rubbing his somewhat sore forehead.

Closing his eyes, he found that he had accumulated many memories about sketching.

Although it didn't feel as immersive as the dream realm, he naturally accepted this skill.

At this moment, he was a master sketch artist, adept in various techniques.

Eagerly, he walked into his study.

Opening the system interface, he entered the Outfit Center and opened one of the outfits.

A dazzling AR scene materialized.

Tang Song took out a pencil and began to sketch the clothes on an A4 sheet with a soft “scritch-scratch” sound.

He sat up straight, his movements relaxed and expressive.

Soon, a vivid sketch appeared on the white paper.

Nice!

The clothes he bought previously had reasonable colors and materials, but the patterns always had slight discrepancies, such as cutting lines and button placements, which accounted for up to 90% of the issues.

Now, as long as he had Yao Lingling help him finalize the version sheet, they could produce clothes with 100% accuracy.

After working out, having breakfast, washing up, taking care of his skin, and styling his hair.

On this early summer morning, the temperature gradually rose, and the fragrance of plants blossomed in the air.

Tang Song rolled down the car window, enjoying the season up close.

As he approached Yunxi Tower, a tall and sexy figure flashed by.

Dressed in a shirt, black stockings, and a form-fitting skirt, Little Xue was walking toward the company in her heels.

He slowed down, and through the rearview mirror, he could see her swaying figure.

It was about 1.5 kilometers from Yan Jing Huating to here, so walking over wasn’t bad at all.

Shaking his head with a smile, the silver Mercedes slowly drove into the underground parking lot.

Lin Muxue shifted her gaze from the passing luxury cars, her eyes filled with melancholy.

Her mood had been very bad in recent days.

Last night, her high school classmate, Chen Siyue, contacted her and explicitly expressed the desire to interview her.

What she proposed was quite tempting: to create a co-produced video showcasing her transformation, generating a huge topic and achieving a win-win situation.

In high school, although Lin Muxue was beautiful, due to her poor family background, lack of dressing skills, and average academic performance, she was inconspicuous among her classmates.

If they could really make a good video, the chances of success would indeed be very high.

Unfortunately, she simply didn’t have the capital, and she had to move out of her original house by the end of the month.

Though she had temporarily avoided the issue by saying she was busy with work, she felt that Chen Siyue wouldn’t give up this good opportunity and might show up in Yan City at any time.

“Muxue, good morning!”

“Good morning, Little Xue! So disciplined, walking to work again; no wonder you look so great.”

As she entered the main entrance of the building, several familiar colleagues proactively came over to greet her.

This was just the right time for Rongxin Venture Capital to start work.

A warm male colleague helped her swipe the access control, and Lin Muxue stepped in, smiling as she said thank you.

The male colleague immediately became animated, starting a conversation about their recent work.

“This Thursday, the investment conference organized by our company is about to start; I heard you’ll be attending, right?”

Lin Muxue nodded.

She wouldn’t miss such a chance to shine; she could welcome guests at the venue, take some photos, and record a short video, pretending she was also a guest.

“Ding—” The elevator stopped steadily at the 19th floor.

Lin Muxue stepped into the company’s entrance, clocked in, waved and smiled at her colleagues, and sat down at the front desk.

As a well-known venture capital firm, the requirements for the front desk administration were naturally high.

Although Lin Muxue only had a college diploma, her excellent image and temperament helped her pass all the hurdles to successfully secure the job.

With a monthly salary of 5k, five insurances and one fund, paid annual leave, and weekends off.

Most importantly, with the employee identity of Rongxin Venture Capital, she could shoot more upscale videos.

Her main income was also from advertising contracts on Little Red Book and Douyin.

This was the foundation for maintaining her decent life.

Of course, in the eyes of her colleagues, she was a rich girl who didn’t lack money; she worked here just to experience life.

There was no other way; her strong vanity forced her to weave more lies to cover up the first one.

“Ding Dong—”

In the work group.

[Admin Supervisor - Guo Wenlei: “Here’s the schedule for the conference and the guest list. Please review it carefully to avoid any mistakes. On Thursday, we’ll meet at the company first, wear black formal attire, and don’t wear accessories.”]

After replying “received” in the group, Lin Muxue was just about to get up to get some water.

A magnetic male voice rang out, “Muxue, good morning.”

“Good morning, Brother Gu.” Lin Muxue smiled at Gu Cheng.

“I brought you a cup of Guixia Americano; be careful, it’s hot.” Gu Cheng placed the coffee on her desk, stroked his golden-rimmed glasses with his finger, and smiled, “There’s a new light meal shop opened nearby; want to check it out together for lunch?”

Lin Muxue took the coffee, shaking her head regretfully, “It’s 34 degrees today; I’m afraid of getting tanned if I go out.”

“That’s true; then I’ll order takeout for two, and I’ll send you the menu later.”

“Thanks, Brother Gu; I’ll treat you next time.”

“It’s no trouble; don’t be so polite.” Gu Cheng nodded at her, casually putting his hands in his pockets and leaving with a swagger.

Lin Muxue picked up her phone and started recording her day at the financial company, beginning with the fragrant Guixia Americano.

…

At Songmei Fashion, in the general manager’s office.

Tang Song looked at the operating cost report sent by the finance department's Sun Youguang.

The basic labor cost per month was 118,910 yuan, which included basic salaries and social insurance contributions.

The rental cost was only 1,000 yuan for estimated water and electricity expenses, as there were no rent or property management fees.

Administrative and daily operating costs were 5,500 yuan.

Due to the company’s business still being immature, marketing promotion and logistics transportation projects couldn’t yet be estimated.

According to this report, their hard expenditures each month totaled 125,000 yuan.

Based on their live streaming performance, achieving profitability for the company shouldn’t be too difficult.

For example, if their monthly GMV was 1 million yuan, with a return rate of 30%, they would record 700,000 yuan in revenue.

To kickstart, assuming a gross profit margin of 35%, they could earn about 245,000 yuan each month.

After deducting employee commissions, logistics, and promotion costs, they should be close to profitability.

If luck was on their side, the first phase of the task plan could be completed this month.

As he pondered, his phone on the desk suddenly rang.

It was Xie Shuyu.

After picking up the call, Tang Song’s voice was clear and bright: “Hello, Sister Shuyu.”

Soon, a knowledgeable and mature voice resonated in his ear: “Good morning, Little Song. Is it convenient to talk now?”

“Of course, go ahead.”

“I arranged for someone to test the mini-program over the weekend, and everything is working perfectly. The interface and functions are excellent; well done!”

Tang Song chuckled lightly, “Thanks for the compliment.”

“The baking-related new products have started rolling out; I’ll have someone add you on WeChat shortly. You can guide her on how to add and update products in the backend. She’s a very smart university student; even though she’s a part-timer, her capabilities are outstanding. Just give her a brief explanation; it shouldn’t be too much trouble for you.”

“Sure, no problem. I usually write usage documentation, so I’ll send it to her shortly.”

“That’s wonderful! Also, this Thursday, the Ronglian Investment Conference officially starts. I’ll send you the electronic invitation later. Several investment companies attending are very interested in tech and internet projects; our mini-program will be a good selling point. I’ve had someone help you write a PPT, and you’ll need to present it. Don’t worry, it won’t take much time.”

“Okay, I understand.”

“Alright, then I won

’t disturb your work anymore. Bye-bye.”

Not long after hanging up, he received a friend request on WeChat: “Hello, Song Ge, I’m Qian Lele. Director Xie asked me to add you on WeChat; sorry for the trouble.”

Qian Lele.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, an image instantly popping into his mind.

It was the university student he had met at the Shimmer Coffee headquarters.

After accepting the request, Tang Song sent her the backend system link and documents.

He messaged: “Hello, Lele, this is the usage document I wrote. You can follow the instructions in it; I’ll help you activate your account and permissions shortly.”

[Qian Lele: “Thank you, Song Ge. I’ll review it carefully and reach out if I have any questions; thanks again.”]

Tang Song logged into the backend with the administrator account, completed a series of operations, and sent, “Done! Username (Qian Lele), the default password is your full name in pinyin. You’ll be prompted to change it to a complex password upon login.”

[Qian Lele: “Got it! Thank you.”]

He casually replied with a meme, and just as he exited the chat window, his phone vibrated again.

[Xu Qing: clothing procurement contract template.doc]

[Xu Qing: “Director Tang, I’ve drafted it according to your requirements; please take a look and let me know if there are any issues. Feel free to contact me anytime.”]

Tang Song glanced at her sexy cosplay photo and replied with a smile: “Old classmate, you’ve worked hard during this time. What time are you free this week? I’ll treat you to a big meal; the place is up to you.”

…

At Kezheng Legal.

Looking at the message Tang Song sent, Xu Qing blinked her dark eyes.

Licking her lips, she replied, “Any place at all?”

[Tang Song: “Of course!”]

Xu Qing’s eyes instantly brightened, and she quickly typed a reply: “Then what if I say I want to go to the Chinese restaurant at Lan Feng International?”

Lan Feng International was Yan City’s top five-star hotel, and the Chinese restaurant inside was very famous. She had tagged along with Shen Yuyan for a few meals and had long been craving the dishes there.

[Tang Song: “What time? I’ll book a table.”]

“Yay!” Xu Qing excitedly spun around in her office chair and replied: “Director Tang is so generous! How about Thursday evening?”

On Thursday, Yanyan would be attending the investment conference, and she would definitely be alone that night, so it was a perfect opportunity to indulge in a nice hotel meal.

Given the big meal, she decided to forgive him for the slight from yesterday!

In the future, she would lessen his punishment in her novel.

Instead of kneeling on durian, he could kneel on a keyboard.

After waiting for a while. Follow current novels on NoveI(F)ire.net

[Tang Song: “Unfortunately, I’ll be busy on Thursday; let’s change it to another time.”]

Xu Qing sighed in disappointment and replied, “Then how about Wednesday night?”

After sending the message, Xu Qing’s eyes twinkled as she opened the review site, seriously selecting the delicious food she hoped to enjoy.