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Chapter 602 Cinderella's Invitation, Qingqing Wants to Show Off
Standing in front of the data screen, Tang Song looked at the almost vertically rising sales curve, his excitement beyond words.

A single product, a single event, and ten minutes—GMV exceeded five million!

This is no longer just a simple hit product; it's enough to change the company's future development direction and strategy.

Viral products inherently possess strong viral potential, rapidly expanding their reach through word-of-mouth and social media sharing.

To inject the most valuable and original brand assets into the new brand 【HEYI STUDIO】.

If the unexpected encounter between "He Yiyi" and "Bei Yuwei" led to an account leap for the "He Yiyi" account.

So this time, the emergence of this windbreaker is a foundation laid by the brand itself.

This also allowed Songmei Apparel to carve out a huge niche in the fiercely competitive mid-to-high-end women's clothing market, which is of great significance.

The most direct impact is that, stimulated by this "blockbuster" product, it's possible that the total GMV for tonight's live stream could exceed 1500 million!
And this is just the pre-sale event on November 8th; the entire Double Eleven promotion still has three full days to go!

At this rate, he will be able to easily achieve his goal of "breaking 100 million RMB in GMV in a single month" very soon.

This is the change brought about by a blockbuster product.

Tang Song took a deep breath, turned around, and saw Gao Mengting, who was also full of excitement.

Their eyes met.

Gao Mengting extended her right hand, wanting to give her partner a high five as was customary.

Tang Song smiled brightly and went straight up to hug her.

The surrounding employees were all excited, and many of them high-fived and congratulated each other.

A moment later, Tang Song released his partner.

My gaze swept through the crowd and landed on the figure who was still standing blankly by the control panel.

Walked over with a smile.

"Lingling!"

Yao Lingling snapped back to reality, her face still showing a hint of dizziness and disbelief, "Senior..."

"Congratulations, our great designer!" Tang Song's voice was full of sincere admiration. "You've done something truly remarkable!"

After saying that, he opened his arms and gave her a big hug.

Holding this naturally fit and youthful body, feeling her amazing waist-to-hip ratio, Tang Song couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This talent is truly astounding.

Yao Lingling's body stiffened instantly, and she quickly regained consciousness from her dizziness.

An overwhelming joy welled up inside me.

She couldn't help but imitate He Yiyi, secretly placing her hand on her senior's back to feel his firm muscles. They were indeed impressive!

Tang Song patted the junior schoolmate on the back and praised her a few more times.

Cheng Qiuqiu, standing nearby, watched this scene with longing, her eyes filled with envy.

They both do design.

However, the products Lingling directly produced could be converted into astonishing sales figures, gaining Tang Song's approval.

She primarily provided behind-the-scenes visual support.

Noticing the subtle change in her expression, Tang Song praised her with a smile, "Of course, Qiuqiu, you also deserve a lot of credit. The visual presentation of tonight's promotional posters and live stream was perfect, maximizing both sophistication and storytelling."

A faint blush crept onto Qiuqiu's cheeks, and she quickly lowered her head, her disappointment vanishing.

The live stream continued until 10:30 p.m.

HEYI STUDIO's debut night saw a total GMV of an astonishing 1560 million!
She broke all of He Yiyi's records since the show started!
The total sales of that "City Exploration" windbreaker exceeded 620 million yuan.

The entire company erupted in cheers, which echoed throughout the 30th floor of Yunxi Building.

Back in the office area.

I took a sip of refreshing mango juice.

Yao Lingling finally snapped out of her dazed state, still wearing a silly smile on her face.

Immediately, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.

It was Li Shumin and Zhang Jiahong who were spamming the group chat.

The two of them were also deeply involved in the pattern making and production of [HEYI STUDIO] at Huashang Clothing, and they watched the entire live stream tonight.

The three chatted enthusiastically in the group for quite a while.

"Buzzing—"

Another WeChat message popped up on the phone screen.

Yao Lingling's heart skipped a beat.

[Tang Song: "Congratulations, Junior Lingling, you exceeded the mission target! You can now tell me your wish from before, and I will definitely fulfill it!"]

She stared at the words, agonizing for a long time, her cheeks growing hotter and her heart beating faster.

Today's live broadcast means much more to her than just money or fame.

From the very beginning, it was Tang Song's sketches that helped her get a permanent position and receive a bonus.

Later, when Shang Ya was bullied by Wen Qiuyue, it was Tang Song who stood up for her.

Not only did they recruit her into Songmei, they also arranged a job for Shumin.

It's no exaggeration to say that it truly was a "life-saving grace".

In her heart, she always felt indebted to Tang Song.

The windbreakers that he designed independently have helped the company reach a new level and have also contributed to Tang Song's career.

A sense of confidence she had never felt before gradually rose within her.

Yao Lingling gripped her phone slightly, biting her lower lip.

He replied earnestly, "Thank you, senior! But I'll think about it some more. I'll let you know after the Double Eleven sale is completely over. You can't regret it then, senior!"

"Buzzing—"

[Tang Song: "Great, anytime is fine."]

Yao Lingling let out a soft breath, her eyes full of smiles.

She never expected to actually achieve this goal, and now that she has this hard-won opportunity, she naturally has to think it over carefully.

Make a wish that is bold but won't put him in a difficult position.

At this moment.

Suddenly, Qiuqiu across from her whispered, "Lingling."

"Oh... what's wrong, Qiuqiu?" Yao Lingling quickly put away her phone and looked up.

Qiuqiu was silent for a moment, her voice carrying a complex emotion that was hard to detect: "I...can I stay at your place tonight? I'd like to discuss some design-related issues with you."

"Huh?" Yao Lingling was taken aback for a moment, then her face lit up with immense joy. "Great! Of course! We have a half-day off tomorrow, so we can have brunch together. There's a new place that just opened near the south gate of Yanke University..."

Yao Lingling immediately started chattering away.

She had invited Qiuqiu several times before, but Qiuqiu had refused each time with various excuses.

Now that her work has become a huge hit, she is at her happiest moment. She would be more than happy to go back and have someone to talk to and share this joy with.

Qiuqiu took a bite of fruit and whispered, "Thank you."

Although she was happy when she was with Tang Song, she still felt sorry for her senior.

Especially today, while my senior was working hard for the company, I had intimate contact with Tang Song in the office.

The guilt and shame of betrayal made her restless.

The senior hadn't seen Tang Song for half a month, and the two of them had just broken through that final step, so they were definitely going to spend a good time together tonight.

It's inconvenient for her to stay at home.

I also hope to give my senior and Tang Song some space to be alone together.

This can be seen as a way to make up for the guilt I feel inside.

Actually, given her current net worth, it's time for her to move to a new house.

Because Zhuxi Community is too far from the company, my senior colleague also had this idea.

Perhaps... she should take this opportunity to move out.

But she was a timid person.

I used to have roommates in the dorm, but after graduation, I shamelessly shared an apartment with a senior student.

If we really move out now, where can we go?
She glanced at the cheerful and outgoing Lingling across from her, and a thought stirred within her.

……

It was approaching the early hours of the morning.

A black Mercedes-Benz E300L slowly drove into the quiet Zhuxi residential area.

The car came to a stop in the parking space, and the two got out of the car one after the other.

I returned to that familiar rented room.

Gao Mengting casually took off her trench coat, let out a long breath, and became lazy and relaxed the moment she let down all her guard.

Immediately afterwards, she suddenly lost control of her body, her feet went light, and she was lifted into the air.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, instinctively wrapping her arms around Tang Song's neck, patting him with a mix of amusement and exasperation. "What are you doing?! You scared me!"

"Do it." Tang Song looked at her, his voice unusually sincere and resolute.

Gao Mengting's face flushed bright red instantly. She glared at him and said, "You're so vulgar!"

"Hehe," Tang Song chuckled, his hand sliding directly inside his clothes. "Partner, tell me, how do you want me to treat you later? Let me see who is more vulgar and uncouth between us."

He still clearly remembered how, during their first time together, this artistic young woman used vivid, documentary-style language, complete with profanity, to meticulously describe the entire process to him.

Now look what's happened, they're turning the tables on us.

He won't indulge you.

Gao Mengting's body trembled instantly, her eyes widened, and she quickly squeezed her legs together.

"Hey, hey, hey... I haven't showered yet... don't..."

The two fooled around on the sofa in the living room for a while.

Finally, Gao Mengting, blushing, broke free from his clutches and escaped into the bathroom.

When Tang Song finished washing up and opened the door to the master bedroom, he saw his partner who was already "ready".

The air conditioner was on in the room, sending out warm air.

She had changed into a form-fitting pure white slip dress, which perfectly accentuated her well-proportioned and graceful figure.

Her hair was casually tied into a loose bun, revealing her long, smooth neck and delicate collarbone.

She wasn't looking at her phone or reading; she just sat there quietly, one foot on a low stool by the bed, the other leg hanging down naturally.

Bathed in the warm yellow light of the bedside lamp, she appeared exceptionally graceful and sexy.

"Quickly close the door, it's so cold!" Gao Mengting shivered and wrapped herself in a blanket.

It's late autumn in Yancheng now, and the nighttime temperature is only in the single digits. It's not even the time for centralized heating yet, so it's really cold.

Tang Song casually closed the door and slowly walked up to her.

Gao Mengting raised her head, and her eyes, which always held a smile, were now filled with gentle moisture.

She didn't say anything, but simply reached out her hand to him.

Gently unbuckle his belt, and slowly, tentatively trace circles on his firm abdominal muscles with your fingertips.

"It's amazing!" Gao Mengting exclaimed in amazement. Her beautiful eyes held both innocence and boldness. "It's like a big tree that grows up in spring, full of vitality, making people... want to climb on it, want to entwine it, want to completely cover it."

Her voice had a hint of hoarseness and languor.

Her unique artistic temperament was fully revealed at this moment.

Hearing her direct yet artistic teasing, Tang Song could no longer hold back.

With a low groan, he pressed her down onto the soft bed, rolled over, and pinned her down.

He indulged in the sensation of her shapely and graceful figure without restraint.

Gao Mengting slightly turned her head to avoid his eager kiss, instead pressing her warm lips to his chin, then gently kissing her way down his Adam's apple, collarbone…

Her kiss was gentle and delicate, carrying an almost reverent sense of exploration.

On such occasions, this usually calm and gentle partner seemed to have completely transformed.

Exceptionally proactive, enthusiastic, and open.

……

November 9, 2023, Thursday, sunny, 3~11℃.

5:50 in the morning.

Yancheng Normal University, girls' dormitory.

Outside the window, everything remained a deep, dark black.

Using the dim light of her phone screen, Qian Lele quietly sat up in bed.

She quietly changed into her slightly worn but clean tracksuit, tied her hair up, and like a nimble cat, slipped out of the still-sleeping dormitory.

I walked out of the dormitory building and ran towards the playground along the familiar route.

All I could hear was my own rhythmic breathing and the soft rustling of my shoes as they crunched over fallen leaves.

The campus was exceptionally quiet in the early morning, with crisp and fresh air.

With each even breath and each rhythmic step, she felt her body and soul becoming lighter and stronger, little by little.

After finishing my morning run, it was already getting light.

There weren't many people in the cafeteria yet.

She expertly prepared a bowl of millet porridge and a spiced pancake, and added an extra tea egg. Looking at the spiced pancake in her hand, her gaze lowered slightly.

I thought back to the days I spent with Tang Song in the teachers' apartment.

The two were sitting together, eating spiced pancakes they had gotten from the cafeteria, along with pickled radishes they had made themselves.

I wonder how my brother is doing now?

Shaking her head, Qian Lele brought her thoughts back and began to eat.

After finishing breakfast, I ordered two more portions to go from the window.

Back to dormitory 201.

The three female students who were preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam have already left.

Only Wu Siqi and Li Jingrong, who had already found internships and started working, remained.

Hearing the noise at the door, the two sleepily got out of bed.

"Sister Siqi's soy milk and fried dough sticks, and Jingrong's meat bun, eat them while they're hot." Qian Lele placed the breakfast on their table.

Wow! I love you so much, Lele!

"Thank you, Lele, mwah! I'll transfer the money to you right away."

Qian Lele smiled, picked up the washbasin, and walked outside.

Since moving into this senior student's dormitory, her life has become much more comfortable than before.

Although everyone is busy pursuing their own future, the atmosphere in the dormitory is excellent.

These graduating seniors did not have any different opinions about her because of her "Cinderella" rumors.

On the contrary, because she was the youngest, they all took good care of her.

She cherished this simple and pure kindness immensely.

Finished washing.

Qian Lele changed into a clean sweatshirt and jeans, and tied her thick, black hair into a neat ponytail with a simple hair tie.

I carefully took out a set of skincare products from the cabinet and began to take good care of myself.

These are samples from a beauty salon that her friend Zhao Yaqian gave her, saying they were free.

But she checked online and found that each one was quite valuable.

Her life is now stable and fulfilling.

Her part-time job as a front-end developer at Weiguang Coffee freed her from struggling to make ends meet.

As her skills improved, Mr. Xie would occasionally assign her small projects, which not only allowed her to learn a lot of new knowledge but also helped her accumulate a considerable "treasure trove".

She recently set a new goal: to save up 5000 yuan!
I'll go home in a while and discuss it with my family.

Buy Mom a tricycle so she can set up a stall to sell roujiamo (Chinese hamburger).

My mom's roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) is especially delicious.

Now, my father has suffered a stroke and is unable to move around easily, and my mother works odd jobs, which is very hard.

Having your own small stall would allow you to earn more money and have more flexible hours.

The thought of this filled her with energy.

She firmly believes that only by being down-to-earth and having hope in one's heart can one go further.

After packing her textbooks for the day and slinging her slightly worn backpack over her shoulder, Qian Lele was about to head out.

Wu Siqi, who was sitting on the bed eating breakfast and scrolling through her phone, suddenly called out to her, "Lele, wait a minute!"

"What's wrong, Sister Siqi?"

Wu Siqi put down the fried dough stick in her hand and said excitedly, "I just remembered that there's something I'd like to ask you and Jingrong for help with."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Li Jingrong looked over.

Wu Siqi cleared her throat and began to introduce herself with a smile.

The company where she is currently interning, "Yannan Short Drama Film and Television Base," is currently collaborating with a media company called "Fanfu Suzi" to film a high-quality urban romance short drama, "Oh no! The love letter was mistakenly sent to the male god CEO."

There is a very crucial climax in the show where the male and female protagonists meet by chance in a livehouse.

To create that vibrant atmosphere at a concert, a large number of seemingly genuine young audience members are needed to participate in the performance.

For the sake of effect, the ordinary folks even specially invited two popular Douyin (TikTok) musicians to make guest appearances.

As an intern at the company and a college student, her supervisor assigned her the task of "recruiting new members".

"All the food, drinks, and beverages on site are free, it's all for fun! You can even listen to music!" Wu Siqi assured him confidently. "It's this Friday night, it definitely won't interfere with anything! It's just to make up the numbers and liven things up, it'll be a lot of fun!"

...

Li Jingrong immediately became interested and said happily, "I'm free on Friday night, I have to go!"

Qian Lele nodded in agreement: "I'll go too."

After all, I was just helping my roommate.

She now has a stable part-time job and doesn't need to help out at the coffee shop, so she has a lot of free time.

"Okay!" Wu Siqi nodded with a smile. "My boss gave me a quota to take four people with me. So, besides the two of you, I'll go ask around for others."

Because the postgraduate entrance exam is next month, none of the other people in the dorm have time or the inclination to have fun.

Li Jingrong, who was standing next to her, took a sip of millet porridge and said, "Why bother with all that? I'll just have my boyfriend come along."

"Oh yeah, I forgot about that!" Wu Siqi slapped her thigh, her eyes brightening.
"Also, our Lele has a 'man' too! Lele, bring your boyfriend along!"

"Ah!" Qian Lele's face instantly turned red and hot, and she hurriedly explained, "No... he's not my boyfriend..."

"Oh, I misspoke," Wu Siqi deliberately drawled, "It's your mysterious 'brother'! Hahahaha!"

A burst of good-natured laughter immediately filled the dormitory.

Li Jingrong chimed in, "Then call your 'brother' over, let us see who he really is!"

Qian Lele is beautiful, has a sexy figure, and a great personality.

They were genuinely curious about what kind of man had managed to win Qian Lele over.

Qian Lele instinctively wanted to refuse.

Wu Siqi walked over, put her arm around her shoulder, and coaxed her gently, "You've been so busy lately, so take this opportunity to rest and get closer to your 'brother'."

"Let's go together! We're all young people, it'll be fun to listen to music, drink, and even have a cameo role!"

Her roommates' words were like pebbles, gently thrown into Qian Lele's heart.

Ripples spread out in circles.

I just can't calm down.

She really missed Tang Song, but lacked the opportunity to meet him.

He was not there when I went to the headquarters of Weiguang Coffee several times.

The last time I ran into him was at a shopping mall. He was with three very pretty girls, and I didn't dare to say anything.

Looking back on the past.

An inexplicable impulse surged into Qian Lele's heart.

She bit her lip and whispered, "Then I'll ask, but he might not have time."

"hurry up!"

At the urging of his two roommates.

Qian Lele blushed, took out her phone, and tapped on that familiar profile picture.

The message read: "Good morning, brother. Here's the thing, my roommate's internship company is filming a short drama. There's a scene this Friday night at a livehouse, and I heard a pretty famous band is coming. They need some extras, and it's free food and drinks plus music, sounds like fun. I was wondering if you're free? If you're busy, never mind."

The moment she sent the message, her heart nearly jumped out of her throat.

The wait seemed long.

"Buzzing—"

Brother: "^_^ Sure, no problem at all."

Looking at this short reply, and the cute and affectionate emoticons preceding it.

Qian Lele's gaze drifted slightly off.

In fact, Tang Song had told her many times that she could go to him.

But she never had the courage, or rather, she never had a suitable "excuse".

Wu Siqi's request for help gave her a legitimate "excuse".

……

Yuhua Business Building, Fanfusuzi Culture Media.

In a separate office.

The sound of the keyboard clattering incessantly filled the air.

Lines of text appeared on the WeChat chat window.

[Qingqing: "It's alright, mainly because I have shares in this media company, so my script can be filmed first, and the process goes faster."]

[SuSu: "Σ(っ°Д°;)っWow! As expected of the expert Qing! So everything you said in the group was true!"]

[Qingqing: "Keep it low-key, keep it low-key. It's best you keep this to yourself. I mainly just think it's fun. Being a writer and screenwriter is just a personal hobby for me. I'm still very busy with my main job."]

[SuSu: "I get it, I get it! True powerhouses are always unassuming! You're the real-life heroine of a wish-fulfillment novel! (starry-eyed)"]

[Qingqing: "Hehe, actually that film and television base is real. My boyfriend bought it, mainly to help me realize some of my wildest little dreams~"]

...

Looking at the phone screen, I saw a series of shocked, admiring, and incredulous emojis sent by Susu.

Xu Qing's eyes were full of unconcealed joy, her lips were raised high, and her legs were swinging happily under the office chair.

With the rapid development of Fanfusuzi Culture Media Company.

Not only will her salary increase significantly, but she will also receive a steady stream of commissions.

The first short drama script I wrote after joining the company, titled "Oh no! The love letter was sent to the wrong male god CEO," has already started filming.

The second script, "Please, Miss!", has also entered the pre-production stage.

The third script outline has been completed.

The online serialization of the novel is also progressing well, and its performance continues to rise.

Most importantly, ever since she agreed to form an alliance with that "pervert" Xiaojing, the other party has completely let her go and has been unusually friendly to her.

She can finally brag freely in the group chat again without fear of being exposed on the spot.

This person named "SuSu" is an old friend she has known for more than two years in the "Anime & Comics" group.

The two became friends and got along very well.

In front of acquaintances, Miss Xu Qing showed off without any restraint.

After all, we've suffered for so many years, and now that we've finally made it big, how can we not let the whole world know?

This wasn't entirely due to Tang and Song; she typed it out herself, word by word!

"Ding-dong-"

[SuSu: "Boss Qingqing, I have a favor to ask... could you do me a small favor (poor look.jpg)"]

Xu Qing waved her hand dismissively, exuding an air of grandeur, and said, "What is it? Speak!"

[SuSu: "Actually, I'm a minor internet celebrity, but my traffic has hit a plateau, and my live streams aren't doing well. So I'm thinking of trying to ride the wave of popularity. You see, could I... have a cameo role with a few lines in your short drama? I can also film some videos to document it."]

[SuSu: Please (emoji)]

Xu Qing looked at her words, her big, dark eyes darting around.

The desire to show off is growing stronger.

Immediately afterwards, SuSu sent her Douyin account.

Xu Qing clicked on the search bar and found that the nickname "Yan Su Su" had over 40 followers.

The videos are rich in content, including cosplay, dancing, and singing.

She clicked on a latest dance video with great interest.

The next second, Miss Xu Qing's smile froze instantly.

Well, another "big-breasted monster"!
Damn it! This world is so unkind to a curvy girl like her!

(〃＞ dishes＜)
[SuSu: "Qingqing, do you think I'm okay with this? (Nervous.jpg)"]

Xu Qing pouted, silently criticizing the other person a hundred times in her mind.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard as she typed back, "Sure, no problem at all! There's a scene at a livehouse tomorrow night, and we need a female singer for the role. I think you sing pretty well, so you're the one! I'll give you more screen time!"

[SuSu: "Thank you so much, boss! Thank you so much, Qingqing! (kneeling on her knees.gif)"]

[SuSu: Boss, do you need a leg accessory?]

...

Seeing the string of compliments SuSu sent, Xu Qing was overjoyed.

To be honest, she is indeed a completely different person now.

He holds multiple impressive titles, including lawyer, screenwriter, author, and shareholder of a media company.

Driving an Aston Martin, I'm about to move into the Peak International Luxury Apartments.

Showing off a little in front of your online friends...is that too much to ask? Absolutely not!
Who knows, I might have to cosplay Xu Yanqing again sometime!

*o(≧▽≦)ツ┏━┓**
Thinking of this, Xu Qing smiled like a meme.

(End of this chapter)