Chapter 553 Plot Easter Egg

Chapter 553 Plot Easter Egg

Chapter 553 Plot Easter Egg
In a private room on the second floor of the barbecue restaurant.

The lighting is soft, the air is filled with the aroma of charcoal-grilled skewers, and the sound of wine glasses clinking is crisp and pleasant.

Gao Junfeng sat upright at the table, holding a wine glass in his hand, with a faint smile on his lips.

The scene of meeting Tang Song downstairs just now was still echoing in my mind.

In fact, he only met Tang Song twice.

The first time was at a private bank party, where this guy stole the spotlight and even had an affair with Tian Chengye's daughter Tian Jing. His hatred for Tang Song also started from that time.

The second time was on Huaian Road. I was driving a Bentley with Qiuqiu and met Tang Song who was riding a little ninja. I felt proud of myself.

The third time, which was just now, the other party was having dinner with a small salesperson from their company, and I was in the spotlight again. I couldn't help feeling secretly happy.

However, he also knew that Tang Song was the CTO of Jinxiu Trading after all, and he was indeed no match for him now.

But he had just graduated and had already established himself in Zhongcheng Group. He also met a beautiful, wealthy woman like Qin Hua.

There will always be a day when you will come out on top.

The box was steaming hot and smelled delicious.

Liu Huiyang smiled and raised his glass: "Come on, let's have a drink together."

"cheers."

"Ding~ding~"

"The pork tendons here are very authentic. Come on, Zhiyuan and Junfeng!"

...

After a few drinks, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

Liu Huiyang moved closer and lowered his voice, "The company has been a little tense lately... I heard that the food and beverage division is going to have a major reshuffle?"

Wang Zhiyuan immediately agreed: "Yes, Junfeng, can you tell us the truth? What is the situation now?"

Gao Junfeng looked at the two of them, his expression slightly solemn: "President Su is under a lot of pressure. The board of directors has issued a notice to reform the business unit and optimize product lines and quality supervision."

Liu Huiyang and Wang Zhiyuan looked at each other and asked, "Then... which departments are they specifically?"

Major changes in the company are a crisis but also an opportunity.

Both of them are middle-level managers within the group, so naturally they would like to take the opportunity to move up.

After all, the problem occurred in product development, marketing, public and other departments, and had little to do with them.

Gao Junfeng shook his head slightly and raised his glass to shake it: "You two are too flattering to me. I am just an assistant. How dare I ask about such matters?"

Wang Zhiyuan waved his hand: "Hey, don't be modest. Everyone knows that you are one of the people that President Su trusts the most, and you are also very close to Director Qin from the President's Office. You must know some inside information."

Gao Junfeng smiled and said nothing more.

He knew that the more mysterious he remained, the more they would look up to him.

Among the three core divisions of Zhongcheng Group, the food and beverage division was once the most stable and profitable part.

Among them, Zhongyun Dairy is the top priority of this sector.

It covers multiple product lines including fresh milk, yogurt, and children's milk. Its market share once led the local market and it is the main source of the group's revenue.

However, a sudden incident of the Baocheng factory tampering with the water quality test report completely broke this balance.

The media quickly followed up, the brand's reputation was severely damaged, sales declined, and public opinion fermented.

Competitors took the opportunity to suppress the company, making the situation even worse.

At the same time, the real estate sector continued to be sluggish due to policy influences and the capital chain was tight.

To make matters worse, shareholders began to hold people accountable and the board of directors suddenly changed its tone.

The chairman, who had originally retired to the second line, came back to replace Tian Chengye to take charge of the overall situation.

What followed was a new round of mid- and senior-level reshuffles and personnel adjustments.

He knew that this change was not only a crisis but also an opportunity.

As Su Ping's assistant, he controls some key information flows.

With Qin Hua's care, he was able to thrive in the president's office.

Now is the time when we are full of energy and look forward to the future.

It is worth mentioning that this is the information he heard privately.

Tian Jing's father, Tian Chengye, the company's managing director, is caught up in a major financial crisis due to his personal failure in foreign investments.

In addition to the distance changes on the company's side, Director Tian, ​​who was once in a very glorious position, has officially retreated to the second line within the group starting this week and is currently dealing with the mess in Hangzhou.

Qin Hua's father, Qin Dechang, is said to be about to join the board of directors and intervene in operations.

This is a huge benefit for him!
After several contacts with Tian Jing, it was obvious that the other party looked down on him. On the contrary, Qin Hua admired him very much.

If he could win Qin Hua's favor, he would undoubtedly rise to a high position.

...

As the cups and plates were clinking, the three of them were a little tipsy and their words gradually became more relaxed.

Wang Zhiyuan toasted Gao Junfeng with a glass of wine and patted his shoulder with a smile: "By the way, Junfeng, I heard that you are planning to buy a motorcycle recently?"

Gao Junfeng chuckled and said in a leisurely tone: "Well, the weather has cooled down recently, and our manager Qin always invites friends to ride bikes. I also want to follow the rhythm and align the granularity with the leader."

"That's right, haha." Wang Zhiyuan nodded in agreement, "Then do you have any car that you like?"

Gao Junfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, his heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and said, "I plan to go to the store this weekend to check out Honda's CM500."

Wang Zhiyuan immediately became interested when he heard it. He opened his phone to search and said with a smile: "Not bad, you have a good eye. This displacement is very suitable for beginners, with strong power and good control, and the price is not outrageous."

Then, he put down his phone and said in a more enthusiastic tone: "What a coincidence, our company has a cooperative relationship with the largest motorcycle dealership in Yancheng, and I know their sales manager. Let me talk to him about this tomorrow and send you his contact information. You can just go and pick up the car directly, and I will definitely arrange an internal price for you!"

Gao Junfeng's face showed an uncontrollable excitement when he heard this. He nodded as if nothing had happened and raised his glass, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Wang. Come on, cheers."

"Okay, okay, we are all family, haha." Wang Zhiyuan drank it all in one gulp.

The cool beer slid down his throat, bringing with it a hint of icy stimulation, and also calmed Gao Junfeng's emotions a little.

He knew clearly that Wang Zhiyuan did not contact the car dealership just to help him save money.

As the general manager of a subsidiary of Zhongcheng Group, Wang Zhiyuan has certain personnel, procurement and budget approval rights over the subsidiary, so naturally he has a lot of gray income.

There might be another meaning behind his willingness to intervene in this matter.

Buying a car for yourself is a disguised form of investment and solicitation.

Maybe he doesn't even have to pay for the car. He can just sign and drive the car home.

Thinking of this, Gao Junfeng's heart beat faster.

He had only graduated for less than half a year and did not have much savings. He originally planned to buy a CM300, which cost about yuan.

But when I tentatively mentioned CM500 just now, I didn't expect Wang Zhiyuan to agree directly without any hesitation.

He almost regretted not having said it harshly enough.

If you choose a luxury car worth 10 yuan, the other party will definitely not refuse.

Thinking of this, a smug smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Although he is just an assistant now, as long as he stands on the right side, resources will flow to him naturally like water.

A few more glasses of wine.

Gao Junfeng's face flushed, and he spoke slowly: "Actually, I did hear some rumors——"

……

The night is getting darker.

As I walked out of the barbecue restaurant, the bleak autumn wind hit me in my face.

Zhang Lei burped and grinned, his tone was a bit drunk and heroic: "When I make it in the headquarters, I will return home with glory and show those idiots."

His tongue was a little big and his steps were unsteady, obviously he was drunk.

He was once a wealthy second-generation who enjoyed great success.

But fate plays tricks on us.

His father went bankrupt, his mother fell ill, and his family owed hundreds of thousands of dollars in debt, so he was forced to return to reality.

The transfer from the Quancheng branch to the Yancheng headquarters was a rare opportunity for him to turn his life around.

He knew that he couldn't lose again this time.

So he drank tonight and said a lot of deep words.

Later, he pulled Tang Song to drink a few glasses of white wine, as if he wanted to pour out all the emotions that had been pent up over the years.

"Come on, it's only a matter of time." Tang Song reached out to support the other person, "Where do you live? I'll call a car to take you there."

Zhang Lei waved his hand and said vaguely: "No need... It's right next to me, only a few hundred meters away, I can walk back by myself."

Having said that, he still walked forward step by step with Tang Song holding his arm.

"Then I'll walk with you for a while, and get to know the place. I'll come to see you when I have time."

Tang Song's tone was relaxed, as if he was afraid that he would fall, and as if he wanted to talk to him for a while longer.

"Okay!" Zhang Lei responded with a smile, his steps staggering but in high spirits, he kept talking about their junior high school days as he walked:

"By the way, you've been asking about Zhang Yan, tell me the truth, do you have feelings for her?"

"Don't deny it. It's right to have such thoughts. I've felt that she likes you since junior high school. She ignores other boys and only plays with you."

"Also, I heard that she was particularly interested in Tang and Song poetry in high school, and later studied Chinese language and literature in college."

...

The two men, one high and one low, one steady and one shaky, walked slowly forward on the street.

Ten minutes later, a slightly shabby red apartment building finally came into view.

Zhongcheng Talent Apartment.

Located in the northeast corner of the Zhongcheng Group Park, it looks old, but the surrounding facilities and internal facilities are quite complete.

Zhang Lei's dormitory is on the 5th floor, with no elevator. There are two bunk beds, and a total of 4 people live there.

This type of dormitory is mainly for newly graduated college students or front-line production workers.

Zhang Lei plans to live here temporarily, and once he gets familiar with the environment, he plans to rent a house outside with his colleagues.

After staying in the dormitory for a while.

Seeing that Zhang Lei could hardly open his eyelids, Tang Song stood up and said goodbye.

Went downstairs.

Then I saw Liu Jiayi standing in the night breeze, her black windbreaker fluttering in the wind, her expression calm and determined.

The black Rolls-Royce Phantom disappeared into the night.

……

Yanjing Huating, large flat.

The night is dark, and the city lights outside the window are like a river of stars.

Xiao Jing was curled up on the velvet sofa with a soft plush blanket covering her legs, and the screen of her mobile phone was glowing with a faint blue light.

During the video call, Qin Hua's voice came from the receiver, with a hint of worry and urgency: "Your father is already discussing the sale of Jinxiu Commerce's equity, and a preliminary agreement has been reached."

Xiao Jing took a bite of the strawberry in her hand and said, "Yeah, I heard about this."

"There is currently a fierce power struggle on the board of directors of Zhongcheng Group. Your father simply does not have the energy to deal with it right now, so he plans to let my father join the board of directors to represent his interests."

"Isn't this what you've always wanted? Are you happy?"

"Okay, Xiaojing, I'm not talking to you about this. I'm reminding you that your current situation is very dangerous. Your cousin Tian Guowen is about to be promoted to vice president of the group through gambling opportunities and take over the resources and connections left by your father."

Xiaojing's eyes flashed slightly, then she lowered her eyes and gently fiddled with the hem of her skirt with her fingers.

"So... drawing, what do you think I should do now? Can I help my dad?"

"Uh..." Qin Hua was speechless for a moment, and after a few seconds he whispered: "Indeed, unless the problem of Huineng Electronics can be solved, not only the funding, but also the technical route."

"Thank you for your concern, dear. Well, maybe there will be a turn for the better in the future?"

"I hope so..."

After the video was hung up, Xiao Jing did not put down her phone immediately, but stared at the black screen for a while.

She actually knew better than anyone how bad her father's current situation was.

The root of everything now is the big hole of Huineng Electronics.

If he can’t find a new technological breakthrough or introduce strategic investors, it will be difficult to truly solve his father’s problem. To solve this big problem, he needs strong resources and technical support.

Tangyi Precision is undoubtedly an ideal choice.

If Tangyi Precision can be involved in Huineng's technological upgrades, or even carry out mergers and acquisitions, the company can be revived.

But as the HRBD of a branch business unit, she certainly does not have the qualifications.

But Shangguan Qiuya has it.

As Director Jin's assistant, a senior executive of Smile Holdings, and familiar with Ouyang Xinyue, he arranged himself to be the "mastermind" of Tang Yi Precision.

As long as she is willing to act as a matchmaker, there is still hope for the situation to turn around.

A few days ago, she made a special phone call and mentioned it in a joking tone.

Shangguan Qiuya's attitude was very strange at that time. She did not refuse, nor did she agree directly. Instead, she talked to her about the Tang and Song dynasties.

The tone was extremely intimate.

It made her unable to help but think wildly.

Then I searched online for Songmei Clothing, a business founded by Tang Song, and of course I also looked up other businesses under Tang Song's name.

For example, Lanfeng International and Bocai Yingrui.

I also understood why Lin Muxue was so high-profile in the Sinmo Bar.

Tang and Song were much richer than he had imagined.

As for asking Tang Song to use money to help her father through the difficult times, she had never thought about such a thing.

More than 200 million is a very large number.

And even if Tang Song really had it, she would not agree to it.

Using her husband's money to subsidize her parents' family is like giving others a handle and destroying her own strength. How can she still be the first wife? !

What's more, this approach may not really solve the problem.

Huineng Electronics’ losses are not as simple as a broken capital chain. Its technology route, market positioning, and management structure…

None of these can be reversed by just throwing money at it.

What can really save Lao Tian are powerful resources and connections.

And this is exactly what Shangguan Qiuya can provide.

The reason why she kept it a secret from her father was purely because of Xiaojing's evil intentions.

Tang Song's parents don't know about the fact that he has other women.

Although she doesn't care, her parents will never accept it.

Especially the father Tian Chengye, who is a typical "daughter-control freak".

This will also be the biggest obstacle to her marriage with Tang Song in the future.

In order to live happily together, she has to make things difficult for Lao Tian.

When he was "at his wits' end" and surrounded by enemies, his boyfriend Shangguan Qiuya showed up, bringing light and hope to Lao Tian and helping Huineng Electronics out of its predicament.

If that happens, their whole family will owe Tang Song.

Even if Old Tian knew about it in the future, he would have to accept it with a pinch of his nose.

And she could live a happy life without shame or haste with Lord Tang Song.

Hey.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jing couldn't help but squeeze her legs together, a sly smile appearing on her face.

Then he got up and went into the bedroom.

The door was locked with a "click".

"Private Marseille! Xiaojing, you are so bad! You must be severely punished!"

……

Yanjingtian City.

"Buzz buzz buzz——" a WeChat message popped up.

【Xiao Jing: "Brother Tang Song, are you alone now?"】

Tang Song couldn't help but chuckle and directly sent a video call.

Whenever Xiaojing asked this question, it must have been because she had made a mistake again.

The video was quickly connected.

Her familiar face appeared in the picture.

With her long hair casually spread out and no makeup on her face, she looks lazy and sweet.

The camera slowly moves back.

She was wearing an extremely sexy white suspender nightgown with an open neckline, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and plump breasts.

The slender and straight thighs are faintly visible from under the skirt, and the skin is translucent, as if it has its own soft light filter.

"Brother Tang Song, good evening." Xiao Jing obediently straightened her chest wrapped in a suspender.

The quiet and pure face, coupled with the sexy and hot outfit, creates an extreme contrast.

Tang Song felt his blood boiling after watching this.

Ever since he completed the special task of [Self-cultivation of a Warm-hearted Man], he has fully realized the "rich attributes" of his beautiful, rich and white girlfriend.

These days, the scale of their chats on WeChat has been outrageous, to the point where they would be censored once they were posted.

This former corporate goddess has completely changed in his eyes.

"Good evening, Xiaojing, what can I do for you?"

Xiao Jing licked her lips, knelt on the bed, tilted her head, and showed a pitiful expression: "Brother Tang Song, I did something wrong again."

Tang Song adjusted his position and his expression became cold. "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Xiao Jing blinked, as if feeling a little guilty. She gently brought her legs together and twisted her fingers.

"Didn't you say before that you wanted to buy a motorcycle? I just want to show off..."

"But I didn't know which model you liked, so I... I booked a Ducati V4 for you without authorization. It will be delivered to Yancheng tomorrow..."

She lowered her head and added in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Brother Tang Song...Please punish me..."

The expression on Tang Song's face could hardly be suppressed.

Good God! Is this also called a wrong thing?

Xiaojing, you are such a little genius!
But he also knew that his girlfriend was playing a game with him.

Tang Song coughed lightly, trying not to laugh, and said in a cold tone: "Who asked you to order it for me? Huh? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...Private Marseille!"

Xiao Jing's shoulders trembled with fear, like a little girl who had made a mistake. Her tone was timid and her legs unconsciously tightened a little.

Tang Song felt a pang in his heart when he saw her asking for forgiveness.

"Go ahead, I say, you do it."

"Yes...Okay." Xiao Jing was shaking with fear, like a student who was called out for doing something wrong.

He began to apologize quietly.

Her body swayed with her movements, full of sexiness.

Tang Song couldn't help but sigh.

Xiaojing is so interesting!
It would definitely be more interesting if one day she and the little maid Qingqing had a "role melee cosplay"!
...

At 10 o'clock in the evening, the video call was slowly hung up.

Tang Song took a quick shower and lay lazily on the bed.

I opened my phone and checked my account data.

Xiaohongshu fans: 45561; Douyin fans: 370442.

With his hard work in the past few days, the speed of increasing followers has obviously accelerated, especially on Douyin, where the number of followers increases by thousands every day.

Compared with Xiaohongshu, which has deeper content and higher user stickiness, Douyin is much simpler and more direct.

As long as the video is eye-catching enough, there will be traffic.

What he lacks now is "eye-catching" materials.

Xiaojing just gave me a Ducati, a limited edition Lamborghini SVJ63, a large flat, a guitar, a violin...

And the internet celebrity Luna Xiaoxue.

These are all natural explosive elements.

He can easily create an account with millions of followers without even showing his face.

Then, Tang Song opened his Moments and swiped the screen aimlessly.

A dynamic suddenly jumped into my eyes:
[Shen Yuyan: Forwarded news "Jin Meixiao rarely appeared at the Global Technology Summit, and the AI ​​revolution entered the era of "augmented reality"]

Tang Song's eyes moved slightly and he clicked on the link.

The moment the news page loaded, a photo came into view.

She was wearing a women's suit with neat cut and elegant lines.

She has stunning facial features, a perfectly proportioned body, and a confident yet intellectual temperament.

Although the photo was taken at a far angle and the details are not clear, it is still eye-catching.

That was Secretary Kim—his Secretary Kim.

Tang Song stared at the screen for a long time, his eyes moved slightly, and an indescribable emotional fluctuation arose in his heart.

I really miss her.

I have met Su Yu twice in real life, but Secretary Jin has never met her once.

The woman who had been with him the longest and had the greatest influence on him was always like a shadow, hovering between dreams and reality.

Take a deep breath.

Tang Song opened the system interface and entered the warehouse.

His eyes fell on a prop that was emitting golden light.

[Kim's Secretary's Story Easter Egg]: In the game, there is a hidden Easter egg in the side story related to "Kim's Secretary". After using it, you will recall this forgotten gambling memory in the form of a dream, and temporarily unlock "Kim's Secretary's" call permission, so that you can give her a "private instruction".

It's been a few days since I got this prop.

The reason why he didn't use it was because... he hadn't figured out what to say to her.

Looking at the real-life photo taken on the screen of his mobile phone, Tang Song's eyes finally became firm.

Select the item and use it immediately.

"Bang——" the Easter egg exploded.

"Ding! [Secretary Kim's plot easter egg] has been triggered!"

I gradually felt sleepy and my thoughts fell into dreams.

A few seconds later—

He slowly opened his eyes and found himself sitting in a familiar room.

The air is filled with the faint scent of tea and flowers. Outside the window is the scenery of late autumn. The city is quiet and warm.

Is this... Yan Jingtian City’s study?

"Tap, tap, tap--" The delicate and light footsteps of high heels gradually came from the end of the corridor.

He turned around and saw a familiar figure slowly approaching the door.

Elegant, restrained, impeccable.

"Dream Tang Song"'s gaze fell uncontrollably on her legs.

She was wearing a pair of black pantyhose, which were extremely thin, revealing the natural luster of her leg skin and forming a faint matte texture under the light.

The lines of her slender legs are smooth and elegant, with a natural transition from thighs to calves, without any excess fat, as perfect as a sculpture.

These are an invincible pair of legs!

(End of this chapter)