Upon reviewing the profiles of the five official employees, a thoughtful expression flickered across Tang Song’s face.

A sense of corporate belonging had appeared numerous times in the game’s instance missions.

It wasn’t surprising that Gao Mengting’s score hit 100—she held 25% of the company’s shares.

What did surprise him, however, was that He Liting and Sun Youguang both scored 99. That was the maximum possible value for non-shareholders.

Especially Sun Youguang, a regular financial staff member who had only officially joined two months ago. Despite just becoming a full-time employee today, he had already scored 99. Having such an employee in the finance department gave Tang Song a sense of security.

Turning his gaze to He Liting, Tang Song nodded in satisfaction. His initial decision had been correct—Qianqian’s older cousin was indeed reliable.

In the world of live-streaming companies, conflicts between top streamers and the management were all too common.

Since Songmei Fashion was crucial to completing his Growth Plan Task, there couldn’t be any room for error.

As Tang Song’s silent gaze landed on her, He Liting felt her knees grow weak.

She had no idea what President Tang was planning, and since he hadn’t spoken, she didn’t dare to leave without permission.

Shifting his attention back to the system interface, Tang Song clicked on He Liting’s character card.

Now that the [Task ①: Optimize Structure] was complete, it was time to fully focus on [Task ②: Build the Brand IP].

He tapped on the character’s portrait.

[The opportunity trigger character has been designated as “Streamer - He Liting.”]

[Generating opportunity event… Please wait patiently.]

[Event details: Songmei Fashion, He Yiyi, live streaming, internet celebrities, Tang Zong Entertainment, idol stars…]

Tang Song raised an eyebrow as he studied the event-related information.

[The Opportunity Card] could create a collaboration between Songmei Fashion and Tang Zong Entertainment?

When his charm score hit 60 and unlocked Mo Xiangwan’s character, he had thought of leveraging Tang Zong Entertainment’s influence to accelerate Songmei Fashion’s development into a brand IP.

At the time, though, the system forbade actions that might affect his Charm Score. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

It remained unclear when this opportunity event would activate.

The light screen disappeared, and Tang Song looked back at He Liting. With a gentle tone, he encouraged, “Yiyi, you’re not just an employee of the company—you’re also Qianqian’s cousin and my friend. Put in your best effort to manage this account. I’ll provide you with the resources and opportunities you need. Mengting has already told me that once your account grows as an IP, we’ll allocate a portion of the company’s equity to you as an incentive.”

He Liting’s eyes widened instantly.

Equity incentive?! I’m going to become a shareholder?!

Bowing quickly, she exclaimed with excitement, “Thank you, President Tang! I promise I won’t let you down!”

However, as she bent down in her low-cut dress, her neckline revealed a dazzling view.

Tang Song glanced briefly before averting his eyes immediately. “That’s all from my side. You can go back to work now.”

“Goodbye, President Tang!”

“Goodbye.”

Watching He Liting leave the office with light steps, Tang Song shook his head with a smile.

Although her resume wasn’t particularly impressive, people like her tended to seize opportunities well.

During the company’s OA system setup, Tang Song had reviewed her attendance records—she was always the first to arrive, the last to leave, and even volunteered to work overtime on weekends.

Qianqian’s cousin truly was a motivated and loyal individual. He hoped she wouldn’t disappoint him.

The sudden ringing of his phone broke his thoughts.

“Hello, Luo Bin.”

“President Tang, the equity transfer for Lanfeng International Hotel is complete. I’m sorting through the documents and materials involved. Do you have time on Wednesday to meet the hotel management?”

Tang Song considered briefly and replied, “Wednesday afternoon should work.”

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After ending the call, Tang Song took a sip of his coffee. The temperature was perfect, and the flavor rich and smooth.

The due diligence for Fanfu Suzi was also completed. Tomorrow morning, he needed to review and sign the investment agreement.

Once this was done, he would have fully experienced an entire investment process for a business.

With the [Badge - Scholar (Aura)], he planned to bridge his knowledge gaps in finance. Soon, he could call himself a true investor.

Just as Tang Song settled back into his chair, ready to resume work, his phone rang again. Today seemed unusually busy.

He glanced at the screen—an unfamiliar local number.

Answering the call, he said, “Hello?”

A teary, anxious voice came through the receiver, “Hello? Hello! President Tang, I’m Qian Lele, a part-time worker at Shimmer Coffee. I’m so sorry to disturb you like this.”

Frowning slightly, Tang Song softened his tone, “It’s alright. What’s the matter?”

“It’s like this—I updated and added a batch of baked goods and beverages in the mini-program backend last night, including information, pictures, and prices. They were scheduled to go live at noon today.

“But when I arrived at the café after class just now, I found that a lot of data in the backend was gone. These items are about to go on sale, and I swear I didn’t delete anything. But the data is really missing.

“I know databases are regularly backed up, and I beg you to see if there’s any way to recover it! Otherwise, the café will suffer significant losses. Please, I’m begging you!”

It was clear from her tone that Qian Lele was both panicked and aware of the severity of the situation, yet her explanation was logical and clear.

Tang Song immediately reassured her, “Don’t worry, Lele. The data isn’t lost. The delete function here doesn’t actually perform a ‘delete’ operation in the database. Instead, it modifies a field, distinguishing entries as deleted or not using (0,1). Moreover, the database is backed up every night at midnight, so there’s no risk.”

As an experienced developer, Tang Song had encountered such situations many times.

Mistakes in backend management by people were inevitable, so implementing error tolerance mechanisms was essential.

In their prior conversations, Tang Song had learned that Qian Lele was a computer science student at Yan City Normal University, capable of programming and development.

Otherwise, Xie Shuyu wouldn’t have entrusted her with such an important maintenance task.

However, being a university student without project experience, it was understandable for her to panic in this situation.

Relieved by Tang Song’s words, Qian Lele let out a sigh of relief and said excitedly, “Thank you so much, Brother Song! I really appreciate it. Could you help me restore it now?”

“Just a moment.” Tang Song switched his phone to speaker mode, set it down, and opened Navicat to access the database corresponding to Shimmer Coffee’s mini-program.

Softly, he asked, “Lele, do you remember what time you added and modified the products last night?”

"Between 8:00 PM and 10:00 PM," Lele replied.

Tang Song reviewed the operation logs and cross-referenced the product table. The del field, which marked items as deleted, was indeed set to 1, meaning the data had been hidden.

After restoring the entries in bulk, Tang Song reassured her with a smile, “It’s all recovered. Take a look.”

“Right away!”

There was a brief silence on the other end, followed by Qian Lele’s excited and joyful voice. “It’s restored! Brother Song, you’re amazing! Thank you so much!”

“No need to thank me—I’m just a part-time worker at Shimmer Coffee too.”

“Brother Song, could I trouble you to check why the data disappeared? I’m afraid I might’ve made a mistake. I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

Tang Song paused, then checked the deletion log. “Your account executed 43 delete operations between 11:11 PM and 11:33 PM last night.”

“What?!” Lele exclaimed. “Brother Song, I swear I wasn’t even awake at that time—I was in bed, and I don’t sleepwalk! Could it be a system bug or some kind of attack?”

Raising an eyebrow, Tang Song replied, “Unlikely. The logs are detailed, and the IP address matches the one you used earlier when adding items.”

The line went quiet. After a long pause, Lele spoke, her voice dry. “I understand now, Brother Song. I think I know what happened—it’s my fault. I’ll change my account password right away to prevent this from happening again. I’m so sorry! Truly sorry!”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about the system. Just let me know if anything else happens.”

“Alright. Thank you again. Goodbye.”

“Goodbye.”

Hanging up, Tang Song’s gaze flickered. It seemed Lele had some trouble in her dorm.

Not long after, a WeChat notification popped up.

[Shimmer Coffee - Qian Lele: “If you’re free, you’re welcome to come to the Shimmer Coffee near the university. I’ll treat you to cake as a thank-you!”]

Tang Song replied: “I’ll take you up on that. Another day!”

[Shimmer Coffee - Qian Lele: Shimmer Coffee (Morning Star Tower location).map]

Shaking his head with a smile, Tang Song thought, She’s an earnest girl.

He’d had a good impression of Lele ever since their first meeting. She had proactively helped with paperwork, dressed plainly, and behaved with sincerity and politeness.

Their WeChat exchanges were minimal, but she was always respectful, resourceful, and avoided troubling others unnecessarily.

July 12, 2023 – Wednesday – Overcast with thunderstorms, 23–33°C.

Surrounded by 270-degree glass curtain walls, the sky outside appeared a deep shade of gray. Heavy, low-hanging clouds loomed as though within reach.

“Hu… hu…”

Tang Song lay on his yoga mat in the living room, gasping for air after completing two high-intensity fat-burning routines.

Feeling the taut contours of his well-defined abs, he broke into a big smile.

Once life had a clear goal, every bit of effort became meaningful.

From a belly of flab to six-pack abs, each bit of progress had been hard-earned with sweat and persistence.

After resting, Tang Song got up to correct his posture. Once his routine was complete, he picked up his phone from the coffee table and noticed two new messages.

[Shen Yuyan: “I heard you’re signing the investment agreement with Fanfu Suzi today. Such a shame I’m too busy to witness it in person. Best of luck! Wishing your collaboration great success and the company a meteoric rise!”]

[Shen Yuyan: “(#CoveringMouthLaugh) Still not up? Friendly reminder: there’s a thunderstorm today. I just told Qingqing to bring an umbrella to work.”]

The two messages were sent over half an hour apart, coinciding with his workout, so he hadn’t replied.

Tang Song’s lips curled into a smirk. It seemed the campus belle was getting a bit impatient.

Unlike Little Xue, who had started with bold, seductive photos, Shen Yuyan’s approach was far more strategic.

Every day, she shared investment articles and news, engaging him in discussions about trending fields. Clearly, she wanted to maintain her image as a capable, independent, and hardworking campus belle.

After some thought, Tang Song chuckled and replied, “Just finished working out, didn’t see your messages earlier. Thanks, and wishing Youjie Domestic Services smooth sailing too.”

“Buzz, buzz…” His phone vibrated almost immediately.

[Shen Yuyan: “Seems like my timing was off. I’ll choose a better time next time (#Thoughtful).”]

[Shen Yuyan: “What a coincidence! I’m working out too. Work’s been so busy I’ve gained a bit of weight, so I’m trying to burn it off.”]

[Shen Yuyan: MirrorSelfie.jpg]

Tang Song opened the photo. He couldn’t resist giving it a like.

As expected of a former campus belle—she was stunning.

A narrow waist, long legs, and ample curves.

And wearing yoga pants to boot, making her look particularly alluring.

“Keep it up!” Tang Song murmured with a grin as he casually replied: “AddOil.jpg”

Seeing the once-aloof campus belle treating him like this, Tang Song couldn’t deny he felt a little something.

But he knew full well what Shen Yuyan had her sights set on.

If he hadn’t met Qianqian first, or hadn’t gone through the [Whispers of Lin Muxue] instance, which honed his emotional intelligence and awareness, he might have fallen for her tricks.

Now, though…

Campus Belle Shen, if you want something, you’ll have to try harder. Go ahead and give it your best shot!