Chapter 504 [Personal Assistant's First Experience with the Black Card]

Chapter 504 [Personal Assistant's First Experience with the Black Card]

September 2023, 9, Friday, Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was 6 o'clock in the morning and the sky was just getting light.

Tang Song woke up from his sleep, looked at Wenruan who was still sleeping beside him, and couldn't help but smile.

The mobile phone screen lit up and the bank card payment information came.

Tang Song's mood instantly became better.

Last night, because we were at Wen Ruan's house and her parents were next door, Wen Ruan was actually suppressing herself.

Every time I wanted to scream, I would bite my fingers and hold it back. I said to walk away, but my body was still consciously responding.

That sense of excitement and conquest really makes people's heart surge.

Tang Song got out of bed quietly and put on his clothes.

I picked up my phone and saw that there were already several unread messages, all wishing everyone a Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Among them are those of Yao Lingling, Shen Yuyan and Qian Lele, and their hair are all very long.

Tang Song replied with a smile and sent blessing messages to all his wings.

Just about to put away the phone.

"Buzz buzz buzz--" a message popped up.

【Cheng Qiuqiu: "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival."】

Looking at the time, Tang Song raised his eyes slightly and chatted with the "dark-hearted" female designer for a few words.

He could feel that ever since the last dream, Qiu Qiu had a special sense of dependence and obedience towards him.

It's a little different from love, it's weird.

Could it be that I was playing the role of an old father comforting the other person in the dream, which gave her an illusion?
Tang Song shook his head, put away his phone and walked out of the bedroom.

The bright light in the living room made him squint.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Qian Guixiang packing things in the living room.

"Good morning, Auntie. I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!" Qian Guixiang wiped her hands with a rag, walked over quickly, and asked with concern: "You got up so early, why don't you sleep a little longer? Are you hungry? Ruanruan's dad likes to take a walk in the morning, so he bought some breakfast."

"Thank you, uncle and aunt. I am used to getting up early, so I will eat at home."

Soon, Tang Song was pulled to sit down.

The table was filled with steaming millet porridge, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, pickles, salted duck eggs...

Qian Guixiang handed him chopsticks and spoons, helped him peel duck eggs, and was always concerned about his health.

This attitude is even closer than that of one's own son.

Wait until you’ve almost finished eating.

Qian Guixiang couldn't help but mention it, saying that she is in good health now, and has enrolled in a maternal and child care training course, intending to study systematically.

The meaning is self-explanatory.

Tang Song blushed a little after hearing this.

Of course, the main thing was that he could feel that Qian Guixiang and his wife definitely heard what they did last night.

This is the beginning of waiting for the two of them to bear fruit.

But it's not surprising. After all, the elder sister is a fitness expert who weighs more than 130 pounds. When she gets crazy, even if she holds back, there is still a lot of noise.

...

Returning to the bedroom, Tang Song happened to meet a pair of charming and lazy eyes, half-open and half-closed.

He couldn't help but reveal a bright smile on his face, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhuangzhuang."

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival." Wenruan's face was still drowsy. She kicked out one of her muscular and plump long legs and pressed it on the quilt.

Her thick brown hair fell over her exposed skin, looking particularly gorgeous.

Tang Song came to the bed, covered her with a thin quilt, kissed her hair, and gently squeezed her peach buttocks.

"I'm leaving now. I'm going to pack my luggage and go back to my hometown for lunch."

"It hurts—" Wenruan twisted her butt and pushed him with her thigh, "Go, go, hurry up and don't disturb my sleep. You are such a monster. Director Jin actually said that I..."

Her voice became more and more unclear as she went on, and she lay lazily on the pillow.

"Bye, see you after the holidays."

Tang Song's fingers stroked her plump long legs, then he stood up and walked out.

The sound of a door closing was heard, followed by a farewell and the sound of Qian Guixiang sending him into the elevator.

Wenruan opened her eyes, sat up and yawned.

She casually put on a nightgown and walked out of the bedroom in slippers.

After saying hello to her mother, Wenruan went to the balcony on her own.

The chill of the early morning hit her face, but she seemed unaware of it.

He opened the window and looked downstairs without blinking.

After a night of wind, a lot of sycamore leaves fell to the ground.

Not long after, a tall figure appeared on the asphalt road.

Although the distance was far, Wenruan felt that he was right in front of her.

He was enveloped in the clear and bright morning light, and his steps were light and carefree.

Occasionally, they would kick the fallen leaves or stones on the ground. If they saw that the stones did not hit the target, they would chase after them and kick them again.

Wenruan tilted her head, looked at it, and then started laughing to herself, her body shaking.

His figure finally disappeared around the corner and could no longer be seen.

"Be careful." Wenruan muttered, closed the window, and went back to the bedroom to catch up on some sleep.

……

The Rolls-Royce slowly drove into Yanjingtian City B1.

"Qing Ning, I'm already at my destination. I'm hanging up now. We'll talk later."

"Bye-Bye."

After hanging up the video call with Liu Qingning, Tang Song put the phone back in his pocket, his eyes moving slightly.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Liu Qingning had no plans to return to Quancheng.

One is that Qingning Technology is not stable yet, and the other is that her parents will go to Shenzhen to reunite with her in the next two days.

Naturally, she did not hide the fact that she cashed out and left her original company from her parents.

Therefore, her family is very worried about her current situation.

This time I asked my parents to go over so that they can feel more at ease and see their daughter's new life for themselves.

When he thought of Liu Qingning's mother, his heart was always a little moved.

After all, the reason why he left the imperial capital so decisively was also influenced by what Liu Qingning's mother said.

This is probably the reason why Bai Yueguang did not let him come to Shenzhen.

After getting off the car, Tang Song glanced at Liu Jiayi standing next to him, patted her straight back gently, and chuckled, "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, Xiaoqi. I'll give you a few days off. You can go around or go back home."

Liu Jiayi subconsciously wanted to dodge, but she held back. "Thank you, Mr. Tang. I will stay in Yancheng. If you need me, feel free to contact me."

"Well, okay." Tang Song nodded and waved goodbye.

He is worthy of being the person arranged by Secretary Jin to protect himself.

This female bodyguard is really dedicated to her job. Since she started serving me, she has never taken a day off. She is online 24 hours a day and is always available on call.

Of course, what’s more important is that it’s pleasing to the eye and can make you feel good when you see it every day.

...

Back in the large flat, Tang Song began to clean up without stopping.

This time I will be away for nearly ten days and the schedule is tight. Not only do I have to go back to Jing County to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with my parents, but I also have to take time to go to Shanghai to handle several important matters.

Of course, you should bring several sets of clothes to meet the needs of different occasions.

Add in some necessary daily necessities, and the suitcase was soon filled up.

The gifts for my parents were prepared yesterday, and they are roughly the same as those for Wenruan's parents.

A box of exquisite mooncakes, two cans of fine tea, a set of gold jewelry and various health products.

The difference is that the one he brought back was paid for by his elder sister, and she specifically emphasized that it was bought with her salary.

After confirming that everything was correct, Tang Song stuffed the things into the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz S-Class one by one.

Sitting in the driver's car and adjusting the seat, Tang Song drove out of Yan Jingtian City and merged into the congested traffic in Yancheng.

The sky in Yancheng in autumn is blue, the sun is shining, and the sycamore trees on the roadside sway in the wind.

Tang Song casually turned on the car stereo.

Su Yu's beautiful singing voice echoed in the carriage.

The car gradually drove away from the city, the road became wider, and the scenery became more open.

"Ding Dong——" a WeChat message popped up.

【Qianqian: "Brother Song, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival. I also wish uncle and aunt good health and all the best!"】

Seeing the blessings sent by Zhao Yaqian, Tang Song's mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but miss his beautician friend.

Qianqian left Yancheng two days ago and returned to her hometown with her aunt.

……

Decheng, Xinggu County.

Sunshine Home Community is located in the old city area and has a history of nearly 27 years.

This is a typical old-style residential housing complex, developed early on by the local government and sold mainly to employees.

Due to the age of the house, the internal facilities and environment appear old and ordinary.

The white Mercedes-Benz G63 slowly drove into the residential area and parked steadily downstairs of Building 1.

The sound of heavy car doors closing one after another broke the silence in the community.

"Qianqian, why did you want to bring me here?" Yu Wenlan had a branded bag on her arm and an awkward smile on her face.

Although her clothes were much more refined than before, there was a lot of anxiety hidden in her eyes.

More than a year ago, she was defrauded of more than 90 yuan because of "fake orders and rebates".

Not only did it drain the family's savings, but it also left her with a heavy debt.

In addition to loans, most of the money was borrowed from relatives and friends.

In order to pay off the debt, in addition to the savings, he also sold the house where his family had lived for more than 20 years.

Zhao Yaqian grew up here and has deep feelings for the house.

Since the house was sold, she has hardly ever returned to the neighborhood.

Yu Wenlan has always felt guilty and blamed herself for this.

Zhao Yaqian locked the car door and looked up at the familiar balcony on the 4th floor.

After a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "Come on, Mom, let's go up."

"Ah?" Yu Wenlan was stunned for a moment, her lips trembling slightly, "The house was sold a long time ago, and the owner is already living in it..."

"Hurry up, let's talk about it when we go upstairs." Zhao Yaqian didn't explain much, she just pulled her mother's arm and walked inside.

The mottled walls, the dim lights in the stairwell, the sound of the neighbor’s TV…

These seemed particularly familiar to her.

"We're here!" Zhao Yaqian stopped in front of the door of Room 403.

The familiar house number and the familiar security door made her eyes dazed for a moment.

"Qianqian, what do you mean?" Yu Wenlan followed behind, her steps hesitant and nervous.

Zhao Yaqian turned and looked at her mother, "Come in, Mom. I have something to tell you."

After that, she took out a key from her bag and inserted it into the keyhole.

With a slight "click", the door slowly opened, revealing a slightly old but neat and clean space.

Yu Wenlan stood at the door, her fingers trembling slightly, staring at her daughter blankly, "What...what's going on?" Zhao Yaqian walked to the center of the small living room, opened her arms, and said happily, "Yes, this house is back."

"Ah!" A piercing scream sounded. Yu Wenlan walked into the house trembling and asked in disbelief, "You redeemed it? How much?"

"22."

"It's too expensive! We sold it for only 19 yuan, and the housing price has been falling in the past two years! And it was your boyfriend Xiao Tang who paid for it?" As Yu Wenlan spoke, she couldn't help stroking the wall with her fingers, tears glistening in her eyes.

This time her daughter came home and gave her a huge surprise.

Not only did she drive her boyfriend's Mercedes-Benz and gain a lot of face among relatives and neighbors, she also brought back many valuable gifts, such as the bag she is holding now.

And I heard from her sister Yu Wenxia that Qianqian's boyfriend was very good to her and helped her pay off a lot of debts.

Zhao Yaqian didn't tell us the exact amount, and Yu Wenlan and her husband were too embarrassed to ask.

People are poor and have little courage. It is somewhat unreasonable to ask my daughter's new boyfriend to pay off the huge debt owed by my family.

"He paid for it." Zhao Yaqian bit her lip and tried to control her expression. "Mom, close the door. I have something to tell you."

"Oh, okay!" Yu Wenlan wiped her face, closed the door, and sat down on the sofa with her daughter.

Zhao Yaqian put down her bag and said seriously, "Mom, I have already paid back 62 of your 15 yuan debt for you, 10 yuan for my aunt, 3 yuan for Aunt Zhao's family, and 2 yuan for my aunt's family. All of them were paid by Tang Song."

"This..." Yu Wenlan rubbed her hands nervously, "I really don't know how to thank him. He's so good to you."

The total amount of debt repayment and the money for the house was nearly 40 yuan. For her, this was an astronomical figure.

"Tang Song is really good to me, he couldn't be better." Zhao Yaqian took out a green book from her bag and placed it in front of her mother.

"What is this? The motor vehicle registration certificate? What car?"

"Open it and take a look."

Yu Wenlan opened it carefully, her eyes swept over the information on it, and her whole body froze instantly.

He was stunned, his chest heaving rapidly, as if even breathing had become difficult.

"This...this...Mercedes...is yours?"

Her voice was trembling so much that she could hardly speak clearly, and her fingers were tightly clenched around the little green notebook, as if she was afraid it would suddenly disappear.

The Mercedes-Benz G that her daughter drove home this time was a luxury car that she had heard others say was worth nearly three million yuan.

However, Qianqian always told others that this was her boyfriend's car, and he lent it to her because he knew she was coming back.

But when she saw the words "Motor vehicle owner: Zhao Yaqian" clearly written on the green book, it was like a torpedo exploding in her head.

Zhao Yaqian said frankly: "This is the car that Tang Song gave me, just a few days ago."

"Oh my God!" Yu Wenlan repeated this sentence over and over again, her face turned red and her hands trembled slightly.

A luxury car worth three million was actually given to his own daughter like this?
I dare not even dream of such a thing!
"Snapped--"

Yu Wenlan slapped her thigh hard, and the clear pain reminded her that she was not dreaming.

After her mother calmed down a little, Zhao Yaqian continued, "Mom, he will also help us pay off the remaining 45 yuan debt during this period of time."

Yu Wenlan widened her eyes and looked at her daughter in disbelief: "Tell me... why is he so nice to you? This..."

Zhao Yaqian bit her lip, her tone calm but heavy: "You should understand that everything has a price."

"Ah? What do you mean?" Yu Wenlan was stunned, with a hint of uneasiness and confusion in her eyes.

Zhao Yaqian took a deep breath and looked directly at her mother: "Tang Song helped me solve these things and gave me a car, so I must give something in return. I will follow him for the rest of my life, whether he will marry me or not, you are not allowed to cause him any trouble!"

Yu Wenlan finally understood something, her eyes widened: "This...Aren't you being...kept by someone?"

"So what?" Zhao Yaqian's voice suddenly rose. "With our family's situation, how could I possibly look for an ordinary boy? Why would a man like Tang Song fall in love with me? Why would he help our family solve the debt problem? Why would he give me so much money?"

Yu Wenlan opened her mouth, speechless.

She was not a smart woman to begin with, and faced with her daughter's blunt analysis, she could only sit there blankly, her eyes filled with complicated emotions.

There is heartache, guilt, and a faint fear.

After a long silence.

Yu Wenlan's voice trembled, "Qianqian, I am sorry for you, I am really sorry... If I hadn't been cheated of that money, you wouldn't..."

"Okay, it's all over." Zhao Yaqian interrupted her mother, "Let me make it clear first, you are not allowed to tell anyone about these things. If Tang Song is unhappy, the consequences will be serious. He is a very powerful boss, more powerful than anyone you have ever heard of."

Yu Wenlan lowered her head, "I...I know."

I chatted with my mother for a while and saw that her emotions gradually calmed down.

Zhao Yaqian stood up and walked around this familiar small two-bedroom apartment.

This house carries all her memories from birth to high school. How could she not have any feelings for it?
As early as a month ago, she contacted a local agent and asked him to contact the current owner.

The main reason I came back during the Mid-Autumn Festival this time was for this matter.

The showdown with her mother was also a plan she had prepared for a long time.

If she were his girlfriend, given her mother's temper, she might become too aggressive and want more.

Making it clear in advance can not only avoid family members making a fuss in the future, but also establish a superior status for Tang Song and save her a lot of trouble.

Standing on the familiar balcony and looking at the blue sky, Zhao Yaqian felt unprecedented peace and clarity in her heart.

“Dear programmer friend, I will improve little by little and let you see a better me.”

……

Quancheng, Yunjingtai Community.

After dinner, Tang Song took his parents to the mall to buy two sets of clothes, and then they chatted for a long time when they got home.

Then he slowly returned to the bedroom.

Although it is a second bedroom, it is over 20 square meters in size, with an independent bathroom, and is decorated in a modern and comfortable style. Some of his old things were also moved over and neatly arranged.

Although I feel a little unfamiliar with my new home, I always feel at peace as long as my parents are around.

Lying on the soft bed, Tang Song stretched comfortably.

While flipping through the leisure books I bought in high school, I chatted with the wings.

10 pm.

After turning off the lights, Tang Song was about to put away his phone when his heart suddenly moved.

Today is Friday, and it is also Mid-Autumn Festival.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened QQ and switched to his secondary account.

Then, an unread message popped up.

Received it two hours ago, very fresh.

It is still a picture shared, but this time it is written with a brush on rice paper and then photographed.

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Tang and Song Dynasties:

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

At this moment, the moon in Guangzhou is hanging in the window frame of my rental house, like a worn silver coin.

Orange was particularly quiet today, curled up on the coarse cloth cushion I newly bought (a discounted model from the supermarket, but very soft).

It was fatter and felt like a warm cloud.

...

The neon lights of Zhujiang New Town dyed the clouds rosy red, reminding me of the crayons you brought to school in the second year of junior high school. The color seemed to be the same.

...

I think if you happened to look up tonight, we might see the same moonlight.

May you be in good health every year.

——Zhang Yan

On the Mid-Autumn Night of the Year of Guimao, in Guangzhou
(Paw prints left by oranges: 000)

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Her calligraphy is very good, and you can tell she has practiced it very hard.

There is also a cute cat paw in the lower right corner of the rice paper.

Tang Song got up and walked to the window, opened the curtains a little, and looked at the full moon hanging high in the deep night sky with a dazed look.

……

Saturday, November 2023, 9.

9 o'clock in the morning.

"The crew of Snowy Night was very efficient. Our application was approved the next day after we submitted it. They also sent a dedicated person to contact us and gave us the green light."

"The equipment has been debugged, and the crew has also been coordinated. The live broadcast process will be carried out according to the highest standards. Mr. Tang, just wait and see the hot searches!"

"Are you nervous? You can meet a lot of celebrities this time."

"Don't worry, Mr. Tang. I, He Yiyi, have seen all kinds of big scenes. Who is more powerful than you, Mr. Tang?"

...

During the video conference, He Yiyi, Gao Mengting and others who were far away in Wushan were all smiling, nervous and excited.

Currently, all the "operation teams" who are participating in the team building in Wushan have come on stage and started preparing for this live broadcast that is destined to be a big hit.

From initially focusing on the clothing field, it has now expanded to daily life, travel and other content.

The IP "He Yiyi" has gradually matured and established a unique brand image.

This is the best opportunity to showcase, and it will greatly reduce the difficulty of promoting the clothing brand in the future.

The meeting ended and Tang Song closed his computer.

Just as I stood up, a crisp system prompt sound suddenly rang in my ears.

"Ding! Congratulations to the player, [Partner - Lin Muxue] training plan task ① [Fill in the gaps] has been completed."

"【Partner-Lin Muxue】Growth progress +5%."

"[Partner-Lin Muxue] obtained [Co-branded Black Credit Card*1]."

Tang Song paused and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He originally thought that Xiaoxue's enrollment would be complicated. Things like "resource exchange" and "donation + academic cooperation" sounded very troublesome.

I didn’t expect it to be so fast!

Quickly open the system interface to view the reward details.

【Co-branded Black Credit Card】: Customized by The Bank of New York Kate and Visa Infinite Black, designed specifically for personal assistants…

[Note 1: Please enter the mailing information and delivery time, which will be delivered by a professional security company]

[Note 2: This black card comes with a challenge task]

Tang Song raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that this card was actually bound to a challenge task.

Select [Co-branded Credit Black Card] and input the information using your mind.

According to his experience, the delivery of such high-end items is usually handled by Shengtang Security, which is extremely efficient and can be delivered on the same day at the earliest.

However, Xiaoxue and her best friend Xu Ning are visiting a resort in the suburbs of Yancheng for the next two days and will not return to the apartment until tomorrow.

He has never told the other party about this card.

He knew Lin Muxue's character too well. This top-level credit card customized by a private bank was a nuclear-level surprise for her. Telling her in advance would make it seem less impressive.

Click OK.

[The information has been confirmed, the credit card will be delivered to "Lin Muxue" on time on October 2023, 10]

Almost at the same moment, a new prompt sounded:

"Ding! You have triggered the challenge mission [Personal Assistant's Black Card First Experience], please go to the mission center to check."

【Task content: Lin Muxue, the personal assistant who gets the black card, will control wealth beyond her own cognition and ability for the first time. The stimulation of money will greatly touch her heart.

Within 12 hours of Lin Muxue obtaining the black card, the maximum amount of wealth she can control will be determined based on the number, amount and motivation of her consumption, which will determine the credit limit she can obtain.

The higher the credit limit, the richer the rewards players will receive.

[Task Reward: Consumption Gift Pack]

[Note: Players are not allowed to guide or interfere with her decision-making]

(End of this chapter)