Chapter 700 Final Stage Growth Plan Tasks
In the conference room, the applause gradually subsided.
The midday winter sun shines into the conference room, adding a bit of scorching warmth to the still extremely warm atmosphere at this moment.
After more than three months of running and hard work, the [Third Phase Growth Plan Task] has finally been completed.
It’s not easy.
During this period, he personally completed the branding of Songmei Clothing, established a design center, and built a supply chain system, with monthly sales exceeding 100 million yuan.
At the same time, it also invested in three companies with unicorn potential.
The sense of control and accomplishment of turning the blueprint into reality step by step made him a little excited at the moment.
Did not immediately check the details on the system light curtain.
Tang Song stood up, with a bright smile on his lips, and looked around.
Shake hands and greet everyone present.
"Director Tang! Mr. Xie! Everyone!" Fang Zhiyuan walked over with a glowing face, his voice trembling with excitement, "To celebrate our historic cooperation, we have reserved the banquet hall downstairs! Please be sure to enjoy it at noon today!"
"Okay." Tang Song nodded slightly.
Everyone laughed and agreed, and the group walked out in a mighty manner.
In a luxurious Chinese restaurant.
The crystal chandelier is dazzling.
As they drank and drank, the crisp sound of champagne was intertwined with the laughter of everyone.
Xie Shuyu and Shen Yuyan accompany Tang and Song Dynasty on the left and right, one is dignified and steady, the other is fresh and capable.
They complement each other with ease.
Tang and Song occasionally chatted with people, occasionally took a sip of champagne, and their movements were full of indescribable elegance and spontaneity.
The luncheon is coming to an end.
After coming out of the bathroom, Tang Song went to the quiet terrace outside the restaurant alone.
Now I finally have time to calm down.
First I took out my phone and looked at it. There were already a lot of unread messages on it, and there was also a missed call.
It was Qiuqiu who called half an hour ago. It only rang once and then hung up.
So he didn’t notice.
Tang Song thought about it and called back directly.
The call was answered almost instantly.
"Hello, Qiuqiu."
Qiuqiu's weak voice came from the receiver: "Are you done?"
"Well, I just finished my meal now. ." There was a hint of smile in Tang Song's voice, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"It's nothing." She paused and said in a low voice, "I just wanted to ask, are you going back to Yancheng today?"
"Well, the five o'clock flight will arrive after seven o'clock." Tang Song looked up at the sky, his tone was still calm, "I've finished all the work here, it's time for me to go back."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and Qiuqiu whispered again: "Then I may not be able to return until Sunday. The house The procedures are too troublesome. Many places require me to sign in person. "
"I know. Don't worry, you are in Chengdu and stay with my aunt."
"Yes."
There was another silence.
"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" he asked.
“——”
"Did you miss me?" Tang Song couldn't help but smile, with a hint of gentle joking in his voice, "I miss you too, Qiuqiu."
There was a very light breathing sound on the other end of the phone, like shyness or biting a lip.
Hang up the phone.
Tang Song was a little bit He shook his head helplessly.
My designer friend is really bad at talking.
Even though they both kissed and touched each other, they still couldn't let go.
However, it’s quite cute.
He has finally discovered that this iceberg-like cold designer is actually an out-and-out "love brain" in his heart.
For example, these two days in her hometown.
When eating, she would always wait for him to move his chopsticks first, and then she would quietly follow suit.
When he was drinking soup, she was beside him and reminded him softly, "Be careful not to burn it."
She always holds a thermos cup in her hand and asks him if he is thirsty every half hour.
Even if she was just walking on a country road, she would always subconsciously let herself walk on the outside of the road, for fear that he would be splashed with a little muddy water by the occasional electric car passing by.
Sometimes in Tang and Song Dynasties, I couldn’t help but think about it.
If I could use half of PUA Shen’s methods on Qiuqiu.
I guess she was ruined immediately.
Tang Song put away his mobile phone and leaned lazily on the cold railing of the terrace, overlooking the prosperous and unfamiliar city below him.
After a while, open the system interface.
First, I took a look at the rewards in the [Growth Gift Pack].
[The actual control of the Xuanji Light Realm].
Seeing these seven words, a burning light burst out from Tang Song's eyes.
[Xuanji Light World], this super project led by [Tang Yi Precision] and jointly built by many giants such as [Ling Ning Technology] and [Smile Holdings], aims to define the "next generation human-computer interaction portal" and is one of the future strategic cores of the entire [Tang Jin] system.
As a digital enthusiast and technology fan, Tang and Song Dynasties were also extremely interested in this cutting-edge technology.
And he has also experienced the final version of AR augmented reality through [Tang and Song Glasses] in the [God of Learning] copy.
I have always fantasized about being able to create it in reality.
And [Xuanji Light Realm] is a way to realize your dreams.
Although he can control [Rongliu Capital] now, [Rongliu] is only a small shareholder among the many investors of [Xuanji Light World], accounting for less than 4% of the shares.
Even if he unlocks the communication authority with Ouyang Xianyue, he cannot interfere too much with its internal operations.
But now that he has unlocked this authority, he can control the company unscrupulously.
Immediately, he looked at another prop [Post-it notes from the Tang and Song Dynasties].
This is very interesting, a bit similar to the previous [Whisper of Humanity], but I don’t know when C will be triggered
After taking stock of the rewards, Tang Song clicked on the 3D character to view the personal information panel.
[Player: Tang Song (89'Charm)]
[Character: Songmei Clothing-President]
[Height: 185CM, Weight: 80KG]
[Physique: 83, Endurance: 84, Agility: 84, Comprehension: 87]
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Charm value is 89 points.
There is only one last point left before the milestone of 90 points!
Tang Song took a breath and clicked on [Quest Center].
In the central area of the interface, lines of golden text jumped out:
[In the past growth plan -]
[You started from a consumer brand (Songmei Clothing), completed the role transition from employee to entrepreneur, and built a sustainable and profitable retail system. 】
[You relied on your extraordinary vision to firmly lay out the AI and intelligent hardware tracks, and successively invested in core enterprises such as [Zhi Lian Mo Lai], [Yimai Technology], [Ling Lian Technology], etc., forming your unique industrial insights and investment logic. 】
【Today, what you are facing is no longer the growth of a single enterprise, but the linked upgrading of capital, industry and social structure. The final stage of the growth plan will help you delve deeper into "consumption" and "technology" to understand the nature of the market, the flow of human nature, and the balance of power. 】
【Fourth Phase Growth Plan Tasks】
① Songmei Matrix Upgrade: Comprehensively digitize the [Songmei Clothing] brand system, build a next-generation business ecosystem of "AI + retail", and achieve matrix expansion and intelligent evolution of the brand system. [Unfinished]
1. Retail system upgrade (establish a brand direct flagship system to form a closed loop of "content co-creation + experience retail")
2. Digital base construction (comprehensive integration of CRM + ER The four major systems of P+SCM+BI form a unified brand middle platform)
3. AI strategic integration (Integrate the AI industry chain node enterprises led by your investment to create a complete "intelligent clothing ecological closed loop"——)
② [Xuanji Lighting World] Technology Debut: Officially appointed as the Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of [Xuanji Lighting World], leading the mass production and commercial release of the first generation of smart glasses products, achieving the leap from a laboratory project to a global technology brand. [Unfinished]
1. Integrate core resources (build a cross-border technical team to form a complete technical patent barrier and closed loop)
2. Promote the implementation of application scenarios (joint top content and platform parties, Create phenomenal applications.)
3. Commercialization and industrial chain implementation (promote the construction and optimization of the global supply chain—)
[Task reward: Growth gift pack*1]
The tasks at this stage are different from those in the past.
The system no longer just gives a single goal.
Instead, based on his previous growth path and strategic layout, he proactively selected the two most representative fields - "Consumer" -
"Consumption" and "Technology".
Let him, as a "leader", go deep into the two projects [Songmei Clothing] and [Xuanji Light World].
At the same time, all the industries he has invested in in the past - AI, smart hardware, retail supply chain, content ecology -
Carry out aggregation and loopback, and finally build a true "industrial ecological network".
It is also of profound significance to his personal growth.
He quietly read all the information on the system interface, his eyes as calm as the sea.
There was a subtle tremor spreading in the chest.
My mind is shaking.
I still remember that I went through the "reformation based on persuasion" and got the "first car - Wuling Hongguang". I started the first phase of the growth plan with great excitement.
Unconsciously, we have reached the final stage.
His charm value is about to break through 90, reaching the final milestone.
Tang Song gently closed his eyes.
Outside the terrace, the afternoon wind from Chengdu, carrying the faint scent of cinnamon and golden sunshine, brushed against his cheeks.
There were still faint sounds of laughter and clinking glasses in the banquet hall.
At this moment, everything around me seems to be far away.
The past events were like clouds and smoke, scene by scene, slowly drifting through his mind.
An indescribable sense of fulfillment, along with a deeper loneliness, quietly surged into his heart.
"Mr. Tang."
A soft call came from behind.
The faint citrus aroma came, and Shen Yuyan stood beside him.
There was concern and concern in his voice: "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Tang Song slowly opened his eyes and turned to her without saying a word.
There is no emotion in those bright and deep eyes, but there is a sense of oppression that makes people dare not look directly.
Being looked at by him like this, Shen Yuyan's heart tightened.
She bit her lip gently and was about to say something.
But Tang Song suddenly said: "Shen School Beauty."
"Uh" Shen Yuyan was stunned, he hadn't heard this title for a long time.
"Smile."
Although Shen Yuyan was a little confused, she still raised the corners of her lips like a conditioned reflex.
Showing a standard sweet smile, with eight neat and white teeth.
Tang and Song Dynasty laughed out loud with a "poof".
He reached out his hand casually and patted her butt gently.
“It’s so fake.”
After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the banquet hall.
Shen Yuyan was left with a face full of astonishment.
On the bank of Huanhua Stream, Jinli Villa.
Shen Yuyan carefully folded the last flat-ironed shirt from Tang and Song Dynasty, put it into the suitcase, and then slowly straightened up.
She walked to the courtyard and looked around at the exquisite gardens full of Chinese classical aesthetics.
My heart is still full of unspeakable emotions.
She knew very well that she could own such a well-guarded private residence on the bank of Huanhua Creek in Chengdu.
What it represents is not just money, but also an unfathomable power.
Came to the study door.
He knocked lightly and pushed the door open.
The elegant fragrance of ink blows towards your face.
Tang and Song Dynasties were standing in front of a huge bookcase, swiping ink.
The posture is as straight as a pine tree, and the expression is focused and calm.
The afternoon sun shone diagonally on his body through the carved wooden lattice windows, shrouding his whole body in a soft and warm halo.
陌上人如玉，公子世无双。
Looking at the scene in front of me.
Shen Yuyan's eyes couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and her heart skipped a beat.
An uncontrollable throbbing came again.
Tang Song stopped writing and raised his head, "What's wrong? Shirley.
Shen Yuyan quickly came to his senses, with a trace of red on his face. Hao: "Mr. Tang, your things have been packed. There is still an hour and a half before the flying squirrel takes off, and we are almost ready to leave."
"Yes." Tang Song put down his brush and went to wash his hands.
Shen Yuyan hesitated for a moment, then said: "Mr. Tang, your calligraphy is really beautiful. Can you give me this calligraphy?"
Tang Song raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you. When you leave Chengdu, come here and get it."
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Tang!" Shen Yuyan blinked and said sweetly, as if she had turned into the young, beautiful and confident senior colonel Yun again.
She still has some finishing work to do on the [Linglian Technology] capital split case here, and will not leave with Tang and Song.
The two went out and got into the Bentley Mulsanne that was already waiting outside.
Shen Yuyan looked at Tang Song’s calm and handsome side).
Licking his lips, he quietly moved to the right and turned slightly sideways.
The soft hand tentatively landed on his leg.
When Tang Song looked sideways, she moved closer and inhaled his clean and delicious breath.
With the professional air of a poor reporter, she said softly: "Mr. Tang, regarding the meeting with Mayor Li, I have sorted out a few key details -"
Her voice was gentle and pleasant, and she looked serious on the surface.
But the right hand is not disturbed by it.
Tang Song just smiled and said nothing.
The Bentley Mulsanne drove smoothly on the highway to Shuangliu International Rat Farm.
There was silence and warmth in the carriage.
After Shen Yuyan reported her work, she thought for a while and whispered: "Mr. Tang, I am going to Shenzhen this Friday. I will blindly attend the "Smart Hardware Ecological Summit" organized by [Tang Meng Precision] on the weekend. Ms. Ouyang personally invited me, so I will inform you in advance. "
Tang Song’s eyes moved slightly and he straightened his head: "That’s good. My personal capital sharing work is almost over. From now on, I won’t need you much. "
"Huh?!"
Shen Yuyan's eyelids twitched suddenly, and the blood all over his body seemed to freeze.
She has never forgotten that the core essence of her position as "Special Assistant to the Chairman of the Forum" is to serve the personal capital sharing business of the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Originally receiving a personal request from Ms. Ouyang to attend major conferences on behalf of Tang Song and Rongliu Capital, her life has reached a high point, and it is a time when her spirits are high.
And now - what the Tang and Song Dynasties mean is that it will no longer be needed in the future?
Has his foreign investment business stopped?
What should she do? !
An unprecedented panic overwhelmed her.
“This—Mr. Tang—me”
Shen Yuyan’s face turned a little pale, and she opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn’t know what to do.”
At this moment, Tang Song casually put his hand on her stockings.
Shen Yuyan's body tensed instantly.
The plain voice of Tang and Song rang in her ears:
"After the personal capital sharing work is completed, my next focus will be on the [Xuanji Light World] project. You are going to Shencheng for the summit this time, and you can take advantage of this rat meeting to learn more about it-"
His words continued.
But Shen Yuyan felt like he was going to die after a catastrophe.
In those few seconds, she truly experienced the feeling of falling from heaven to hell, and then being pulled back to heaven.
She also suddenly woke up.
Everything she has now is given by him.
As long as he wants, he can take it back at any time.
Feeling Tang Song's movements, her body trembled slightly, and she looked at the former school volleyball player with complicated eyes.
In fact, she has been playing the poor game of "nearness and separation" with Tang and Song Dynasties.
Take advantage of the aura of being a college belle.
She enjoyed his desire for herself, but she still refused to truly surrender herself.
She hopes to use this poor method to keep him with the freshest and strongest desire to conquer her.
However, now it seems that something is not quite right.
Because the changes in the Tang and Song Dynasties were so fast.
When they first met, she could see unconcealed desire and impulse in his eyes.
But later, this feeling became more and more obscure.
At this reunion in Chengdu, her biggest feeling was that the Tang and Song Dynasties had been "upgraded" again.
She now has no idea what her boss is thinking.
The sense of urgency of being poor and worrying about gains and losses, and about to lose control, is getting stronger and stronger.
Bentley slowly stopped at the drop-off area on the VIP departure floor.
Tang Song did not get out of the car immediately, but turned his head and looked at the scheming school beauty next to him who had been silent.
Having taken over the power, he knowingly asked: "What's wrong?"
"No-nothing." Shen Yuyan brushed the hair beside her ear and tried to calm down, "I was thinking about Mr. Tang's work just now. Don't worry, I will finish it seriously."
"Come on, Assistant Shen." Tang Song patted her.
Pushed open the door and got out of the car.
Go through the exclusive security check channel and enter the VIP lounge.
Tang Song sat down in a corner with few people.
After admiring the spectacular sight of the huge flying squirrel taking off and landing on the squirrel park outside the window, I immediately opened the hand mouse.
While dealing with the backlog of emails, I am waiting for the mouse to be logged in.
cco tale rative sleep since since 1999 Are you there yet? 】
Tang Song smiled and replied, "We've arrived, don't worry." Then he took a photo of the tarmac outside the lounge window and sent it.
Continue to work.
After a while.
"Buzzing buzz
[Qiuqiu: "Oh, are you thirsty?"]
Tang and Song Dynasty: "You are not thirsty, there is something to drink in the lounge."
Another moment passed.
[Qiuqiu: "Are you hungry?"]
Tang and Song: "There is food in the lounge. And there are rats, and there are also customized rat meals."
Another moment passed.
[Qiuqiu: "Oh."]
Looking at this series of somewhat mindless concerns, Tang Song's heart moved.
After pondering for a moment, he did not reply via WeChat, but made a direct voice call to Qiuqiu.
The phone rang several times before it was answered.
In the background, the sound of the rat farm broadcast was faintly heard.
Tang Song asked directly: "Are you at Shuangliu Airport?"
There was a long silence on the other end of the phone.
After a long time, Qiuqiu's voice with a hint of guilt came: "Well, in-"
Tang Song sighed helplessly, but his voice was full of doting on the little girl.
“Well, that’s true, why don’t you tell me directly?”
“I’m afraid—to disturb you—””
Tang Song stood up and walked out, saying, "I'm going to find you now. Momonga will take off in more than half an hour. Let's meet in front of the Starbucks in the departure hall."
The electric door of the VIP lounge slowly opened, and the noisy voices and broadcast prompts from outside instantly poured in.
He walked forward against the flow of people, his steps hurried.
His outstanding height, appearance and aura made him stand out in the crowded crowd, attracting many tourists to turn their heads and look askance.
He ignored these and went straight to the crowded public departure hall.
His eyes quickly scanned the bustling crowd.
Soon, a soft emerald green light appeared in his body.
[Xijing Yunqiong] is exuding a faint halo, and it seems that the belly has grown a bit.
Qiuqiu is still wearing the autumn and winter clothes that show off her figure. Her beautiful orange-brown long hair is casually tied into a high ponytail.
She was standing at the door of Starbucks a little uneasily, holding a big tote bag in her hand.
From time to time, I stood on tiptoes and looked towards the VIP channel.
Looking at each other, her cold eyes were filled with anxiety.
"Qiuqiu!"
Tang Song shouted, trotted over and stood in front of her.
"Why do you always come here without saying a word?"
There was a bit of helplessness in Tang Song's voice, but more of it was the doting that could be concealed.
Last time, he braved the cold to deliver breakfast early in the morning. This time, a man came to the rat farm to deliver the rat.
It made him a scumbag.
"I'm sorry, I" Qiuqiu lowered her head at his words.
As she spoke, she hurriedly pulled the tote bag in front of her and carefully took out a delicately packaged bag from it.
"This is for you."
"This is-?" Tang Song took it doubtfully and opened it.
A rich aroma of smoke and spicy food hits your face.
Inside, there is a red spicy sausage and a large bag of oily and fragrant five-spice dried tofu.
On the bag, there are also sticky notes carefully written on the production date and reminders of what to eat with it to taste better.
"Before in the village, you said it was delicious." She bit her lip gently, as if whispering, "I asked relatives to pack some and bring them back, so you can eat them on the way." Tang Song was stunned for a few seconds, looked at the "local specialties" in his hands, and then looked up at the clumsy "little girl".
My heart felt like it was lightly hit by something.
Then, he said nothing more.
He just took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and pulled her into his arms.
Qiuqiu froze for a moment, then slowly leaned forward.
Her body is soft, slender, and bumpy, with the coolness of a whole winter.
There is a faint cloud fragrance on the tip of her nose, mixed with the smell of shampoo in her hair, gentle and charming.
Crowds of people rushed past the two of them, and the sound of broadcasts came and went.
But at this moment, the entire rat farm seemed to have stopped.
Qiuqiu’s face turned red, feeling the sense of security in his embrace.
The past two days’ journey was an unforgettable memory for her.
The winter in a small village in western Sichuan is cold and clear.
He held her hand and walked on the bleak and quiet country road in winter.
Together they went to pay homage to their mother-in-law’s grave, burning paper and adding soil.
After leaving, in order to make her happy.
He took her to see the soil being driven away on the field ridge.
Use a stick to poke the grunting fat pig in the pig pen on the roadside.
When the smoke was rising, she and she ate the most authentic farm dishes of yongchang, bean clouds, and vegetable omelette. It was as if she had been soaked in the warmest hot spring water, and all the solid ice was melting away. .
After a long time.
The two of them drove it slowly.
The time for rat climbing is very close.
Qiuqiu sent him to the entrance of the VIP security check channel.
She didn’t speak any more, she just stood there and looked at him.
Tang and Song saw "reluctance" and "poorness" in her eyes.
He sighed, stretched out his hand and rubbed her smooth orange-brown hair.
"Do you have anything else to say to me?"
Qiuqiu pursed her lips, with a twitchy look on her cold face.
After a while.
She asked in a low voice with an air of uncertainty: "After returning to Yancheng, can I continue to send you food?"
Tang Song was stunned, "Of course, I can do it at any time. "
"Yes." Qiuqiu seemed to have finally relieved the heavy burden in her heart. She responded, but her cheeks turned redder. She lowered her head, 66
Be careful on the road, bye. "
"Bye."
Tang Song turned around and strode into the security channel.
It wasn’t until he entered the depths of the passage and was about to turn a corner that he looked back as if he felt something.
Outside the crowd, amidst the hustle and bustle, Qiuqiu still stood stubbornly in place.
She stood on tiptoes, looked over the crowd of people, and tried her best to look in the direction where he was.
There is no longer the usual coldness and restraint on his face, only clean and pure power remains.
At this moment, she seemed to have become the little girl who finally waited for her father in her habitual environment.
The last impression of this city in the Tang and Song Dynasties was also fixed in her power and appearance.