3:30 PM.

Rongcheng, Yintai Center.

Zhang Yunjing emerged from the conference room, rubbing her slightly sore neck.

The requirement review meeting that had just concluded had lasted a full two hours.

The product, design, and development teams had battled it out until the sky turned dark.

She felt like the CPU in her brain was about to burn out.

Just as she sat back down at her workstation, the WeChat icon in the lower right corner of her screen began frantically blinking.

[Zhang Wenwen: "Come to the pantry quick! I saved you a piece of durian mille-feuille!"]

Seeing this message, Zhang Yunjing smacked her forehead.

She was so busy she'd almost forgotten about the weekly Friday afternoon tea.

This was one of the few company perks she genuinely looked forward to.

The girls in the admin department had a great eye, always managing to find the latest viral internet-famous desserts trending on Xiaohongshu. Posting photos of them on social media was a real flex.

The pantry was already crowded with over a dozen people.

They stood or sat in small groups, holding cakes and coffee, chatting and laughing with relaxed, carefree ease.

The afternoon sun slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a lazy, warm glow over this stolen moment of leisure.

She spotted Zhang Wenwen immediately, waving at her.

"Here, yours."

Zhang Wenwen shoved a piece of durian mille-feuille and a cup of mango pomelo sago into her hands.

Zhang Yunjing took a bite of the cake.

The rich aroma of durian melted in her mouth, and she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"By the way," Zhang Wenwen suddenly lowered her voice, her eyes sparkling, "Has your 'April' posted anything recently?"

Zhang Yunjing was momentarily stunned, then shook her head helplessly. "No, it's been almost two months. I've sent hundreds of private messages, and my comments have sunk like stones."

"That's normal," Zhang Wenwen said, biting her straw with a grin. "He's the boss of a famous clothing brand now, who has time to update Xiaohongshu? Do you know how popular Heyi is right now? They just officially announced Bei Yuwei as their offline brand ambassador yesterday."

Zhang Yunjing nodded, but a complicated, indescribable feeling welled up inside her.

She was one of the earliest fans of "April."

From his very first post, she had followed that slightly chubby, sloppy, unfashionably dressed programmer.

Watched him take advice from netizens to transform, gradually becoming slimmer, more handsome, more confident.

Step by step, turning into the male god she couldn't help but screenshot and save.

Later, he started on the "entrepreneurship by advice" route, creating HEYISTUDIO.

She had even seriously commented, suggesting the name "Heyi."

Although the final chosen name was "Heyi," she had felt a little disappointed at the time.

But that sense of participation.

That satisfaction of witnessing a person, a brand, grow from zero to one, was so strong it was almost addictive.

The ultimate joy of a raising simulation.

Unfortunately.

The plot came to an abrupt halt at its most exciting point.

That "April" seemed to have vanished into thin air.

Zhang Yunjing sometimes even had the absurd feeling.

That the "digital pet" she had personally raised had suddenly gone missing.

Rationally, she understood.

Given the scale of "April's" current ventures, he most likely had no interest in managing a "transformation by advice" account anymore.

But emotionally, she still unconsciously hoped to occasionally see some news about him.

Like he was a friend.

Even if it was just watching from afar.

As she was lost in thought, the chatter of several colleagues nearby suddenly grew noticeably louder.

"So handsome! My god, the pinnacle of sapiosexuality!"

"Holy crap, his aura is off the charts!"

"Who is that? A newly debuted idol?"

"Not an idol! He's from the tech world! Haven't you seen it? Xuanji Optical World inaugurated their new headquarters today, and that new global CEO!"

"My god, the info says he's only 26? Actually 26, by traditional reckoning only 27, that's insane!"

"Xuanji Optical World's CEO?"

The group instantly erupted.

Exclamations rose one after another.

Zhang Yunjing's curiosity was piqued.

Her company, Yuntu Technology, focused on enterprise digital transformation and was currently frantically pivoting towards AI.

As a product manager, she had naturally heard of Xuanji Optical World.

A super unicorn jointly incubated by Tang Yi Precision and Qingning Technology.

Its popularity in tech circles was practically a phenomenon.

She leaned over to her colleague Jiajia and peeked at her phone screen.

The screen was playing a short video news report.

The title was eye-catching and professional:

*The Battle for the Next-Generation Computing Platform: Xuanji Optical World's Global Headquarters Inaugurated Today, Mysterious CEO Makes First Public Appearance*

In the background video, in front of a massive LED screen, a man in a navy blue suit leaned forward slightly, calmly adjusting the microphone on the podium.

The overhead venue lights poured down, outlining him with a cool-toned rim light.

The lines of his profile were sharp and clean, his nose bridge high and straight, his jawline so clean it looked drawn with a ruler.

Noble, restrained, powerful.

Majestic and handsome.

Even carrying an "anime protagonist-level" impact.

Zhang Yunjing froze in place.

An absurdly intense sense of familiarity, like an electric current, shot through her nerves.

"Oh my god! Yunjing!" Zhang Wenwen also leaned over, her eyes wide with disbelief. "This... isn't this that April guy? He's not... how...?"

Zhang Yunjing didn't answer.

Looking at the clearer front-facing photo captured by the media on the screen.

Her mind "exploded" as if countless fireworks had detonated simultaneously.

It was really him.

April.

That blogger she had watched transform, lose weight, start a business, build a brand...

Had finally been "raised" into the global CEO of a super unicorn?

This plot was so outrageous it felt like AI-generated wish-fulfillment fiction.

She pinched her thigh hard.

It hurt.

Not a dream.

Absurd, shocking, unbelievable.

Then, a wave of near-scalp-tingling ecstasy and sense of accomplishment instantly overwhelmed her.

With trembling fingers, she opened Xiaohongshu and began proclaiming this incredible discovery.

.......

A little after 4 PM.

Yancheng, Yunxi Building, 30th Floor, Songmei Apparel.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city skyline was dyed orange-red by the setting sun.

The office area was brightly lit, the air filled with a relaxed and excited atmosphere following a "major victory."

Just yesterday, the company had officially announced top actress Bei Yuwei as the offline brand ambassador for its high-end brand, Heyi.

And according to internal news, President Tang had personally handled securing this deal.

The news had sent the entire company into a frenzy.

That was Bei Yuwei!

And she had a fantastic connection with Songmei's core live streamer, He Yiyi. Their previous collaborations had always trended on social media, generating massive buzz.

Now with a formal contract signed, the marketing possibilities were almost unimaginable.

Even now, that excitement hadn't fully subsided.

In the pantry, hallways, and around workstations.

Colleagues gathered in small groups, still discussing in low voices the upcoming marketing strategies, offline store schedules, and whether year-end bonuses might double because of this.

After all, while Songmei Apparel had established itself, the real challenge was the upcoming offline expansion.

With the support of this top star, everything would be different.

Clothing Design Center.

Yao Lingling sat on the wide solid wood design table, holding a piece of dark green cashmere fabric, arguing with a colleague across the aisle.

"...I think we can be more aggressive with this waist cinching. The outdoor aesthetic is trending, but female consumers want to look cool, not puffy. Look at this silhouette. If we take in the waistline by another two centimeters, the whole look instantly becomes more spirited."

"Alright, Director Yao, we'll do as you say." Xiao Lin conceded helplessly.

After seeing off colleague Xiao Lin.

Yao Lingling was just about to take a breather and drink some water to soothe her throat when Zhang Ying from the admin department poked her head in, beckoning to her mysteriously.

"Lingling! Come over here quick!"

"What's up?"

"Sister Meng's online order of 4J cherries got delivered to the company by mistake!" Zhang Ying lowered her voice, eyes shining. "Everyone's dividing them up! If you're late, there won't be any left!"

Yao Lingling's eyes instantly lit up. She hopped right off the table. "Sister Meng didn't misdeliver, this is targeted poverty alleviation! Let's go! I'm just hungry!"

The two of them hurried down the hallway, practically running into the admin office area.

Before they even entered, they could hear laughter and chatter inside.

A dozen or so colleagues were gathered around Sister Meng's workstation, like a flock of little birds waiting to be fed.

Sister Meng was holding a box, handing out cherries, grumbling good-naturedly, "I swear, you guys never reply to work group messages, but you're all so quick with news like this!"

Yao Lingling squeezed in like a nimble squirrel, grabbed a cherry so purple it was almost black, as big as a coin, and popped it into her mouth.

A crisp "crack."

It was so sweet she squinted her eyes.

"Mmm! So sweet!"

She grabbed a few more and diligently stuffed them into Sister Meng's mouth. "Thanks, Sister Meng! Sister Meng is the best!"

Sister Meng was amused and gave her a light pat. "Lingling's the most thoughtful, knows to feed me first."

The group laughed and joked, the office lively as if celebrating New Year's early.

"Oh, by the way," Yao Lingling suggested between spitting out pits, "It's Friday today, how about we all go out for dinner tonight?"

"Great idea!" Zhang Ying was the first to agree. "I know a new coconut chicken place opened in Huaxin District. It's perfect for winter. Want to go?"

"Sure! I'm in!"

"Me too!"

Everyone chimed in, the atmosphere heating up.

"It's a shame our President Tang is so busy. It's been ages since we had a big team-building event," someone sighed nostalgically. "I really miss that company-wide outing at Wushan. Those were good times."

"Yeah, back when we were just starting, our male god President Tang used to join us for meals and drinks all the time." As one of the first batch of old employees, Zhang Ying puffed out her chest proudly.

At this, she turned to Yao Lingling. "Speaking of which, Lingling, do you know when President Tang is coming back?"

Yao Lingling, chewing on a cherry, mumbled vaguely, "President Tang went to Shen City for Xuanji Optical World's headquarters inauguration ceremony. Seems like he still has some business to handle there. He won't be back for a while."

"Xuanji Optical World? What's that?"

"Meimei, you're so out of touch!"

"I think I've heard of it. A company that makes smart glasses, right? Saw some news before."

"Not just that." A bespectacled male colleague nearby immediately chimed in, his tone tinged with showing off. "Xuanji Optical World isn't some simple 'smart glasses' company. Its core is a 'spatial computing platform.' It's backed by Tang Yi Precision's hardware and manufacturing systems, combined with Qingning Technology's large model and algorithm capabilities. It's a super project jointly incubated by the two. Similar to those overseas companies building AR/VR ecosystems, but with a focus more on industrial and platform-level applications."

"That impressive?" Meimei's eyes widened a bit. "But... our President Tang is in fashion, right? Why would he attend a tech event like that?"

"You think President Tang only has Songmei Apparel? He's invested in two AI companies too! The ones we're currently collaborating with, Yimai Technology and Smart Chain Future."

"Wow, so you're saying our President Tang might transform into a tech mogul?"

"It's really hard to say."

"Given President Tang's abilities, nothing would surprise me about his future."

Hearing topics related to their "male god boss," everyone instantly perked up.

A lively discussion broke out.

For ordinary office workers, the tech world already had an aura of mystery and sophistication.

When that aura settled on the boss they saw every day.

Curiosity and awe instantly multiplied.

Many people had already started picking up their phones to search for news about Xuanji Optical World.

Just then.

"Ahhhhh!!"

A scream suddenly pierced the office's cheerful atmosphere.

Yao Lingling, who was about to put another cherry in her mouth, was so startled her hand jerked, nearly swallowing the pit.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

Meimei was staring wide-eyed at her phone screen, her finger trembling as she pointed at it, stammering:

"This... th-th-this... isn't this our President Tang?!"

"Huh?"

"What do you mean?"

Several people nearby immediately crowded around.

The phone screen was playing a short news video.

The footage was clear and formal, a report from today's Xuanji Optical World headquarters inauguration ceremony.

"Xuanji Optical World's global headquarters and R&D center officially opened today. The ceremony gathered numerous important figures from industry and capital circles... New global CEO Tang Song made his first public appearance, also marking—"

The scene switched from the exhibition product area.

The camera slowly panned over the guest seating area.

It settled on the front of the crowd.

One figure was particularly eye-catching.

Side profile to the camera, posture tall and straight.

The camera turned, giving a close-up of his face.

That face.

The face they saw countless times every day in the elevator, hallways, and group photos.

Was now appearing in a news report, under the title "Xuanji Optical World Global CEO - Tang Song."

The air grew eerily quiet for one second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"President Tang?"

"Xuanji Optical World's... CEO?"

"Wait... hold on... I'm a little dizzy..."

"How... what's going on?"

Everyone was stunned.

They forgot to eat the cherries in their hands.

The chatter completely died out.

The entire admin area seemed to have been muted.

Only the news commentary from the phone continued to play clearly.

Yao Lingling managed to retain some semblance of reason.

After all, she knew some inside information.

Tang Song was Su Yu's boyfriend, a shareholder behind Tang Entertainment.

But even so, she was shocked.

Lately, due to the collaboration project with Yimai Technology, she had been paying attention to the AI circle and naturally knew the weight Xuanji Optical World carried in tech circles.

It wasn't an ordinary startup.

It was a true hard-tech unicorn.

Backed by Tang Yi Precision's manufacturing systems, layered with Qingning Technology's large model and algorithm capabilities.

Within the industry, it was almost seen as a super project for the "next-generation computing platform entry point."

When the news report finished playing.

After a few seconds of blank silence.

It seemed everyone snapped out of their shock simultaneously.

Then the entire admin office area exploded.

Immediately after, the entire Songmei Apparel exploded.

The previously quiet office area was instantly filled with a tsunami of discussion. Wave upon wave of voices rose, almost threatening to lift the ceiling.

Colleagues grabbed computers and phones, fingers flying as they typed into search bars:

"Xuanji Optical World CEO"

"Xuanji Optical World Tang Song"

The moment the pages refreshed.

News reports popped up one after another like a tidal wave.

And as time passed, the number was rapidly increasing.

All from legitimate media outlets.

Financial media, tech media, mainstream portals, industry columns.

No marketing accounts, no exaggerated headlines, uniformly serious reports and official news sources.

*Xuanji Optical World Global Headquarters Inaugurated, 26-Year-Old CEO Tang Song Makes First Public Appearance*

*From Quant Genius to Tech Tycoon: Unmasking the Mysterious Helmsman Behind Xuanji Optical World*

*'Next-Generation Computing Platform' Competition Heats Up, Xuanji Optical World Steps into the Spotlight*

Though it was just a headquarters inauguration ceremony.

Due to Xuanji Optical World's own sky-high profile in tech circles, related reports were already flooding financial and tech media outlets.

And the first thing to break out of the circle and spark discussion was undoubtedly this impossibly young, outrageously handsome CEO himself.

The comment sections were practically out of control:

[Is this face for real? Are we sure he's not a mole sent by some entertainment company?]

[26 years old, unicorn CEO, looks like this... heavens, how will you ever repay what you owe me?]

[Sapiosexuality will be the death of me!! Resume + face = absolute kill]

[Just quit following the entertainment industry. Officially announcing now: I'm stanning tech circle male gods.]

Simultaneously.

This news about a "26-year-old tech unicorn CEO" was rapidly fermenting within a certain scope, following a very standard dissemination path.

Initially, it was professional discussion within tech and industry circles.

Then, amplified and interpreted by financial media.

Subsequently, due to the overly striking personal tags, it quickly evolved into a personality-driven topic.

#TechTycoon

#XuanjiOpticalWorld

#26YearOldCEO

#PinnacleOfSapiosexuality

Related hashtags began trending simultaneously on multiple platforms.

Weibo was buzzing.

Douyin was pushing it.

Xiaohongshu started seeing edited compilations.

On Zhihu, people were already opening threads analyzing his resume and background.

In countless information streams.

The same photo appeared repeatedly—

The image of him in a navy blue suit, coolly handsome in profile, calmly adjusting the microphone at the podium.

That side-profile photo could be seen in many places.

And this heatwave didn't stop domestically.

Overseas tech media also began following up with reports.

"China's Next Computing Platform Startup Xuanji Unveils HQ"

"Young CEO Tang Song Draws Attention in Tech Circles"

Piece by piece, information crossed time zones, quietly spreading through information streams in different languages.

From Silicon Valley investor newsletters, to tech forums in Tokyo, to industry briefings in London financial digests.

The name Xuanji Optical World, along with that side-profile photo.

Was spreading outward at an incredible speed.

Diffusing from tech circles to financial circles, then rapidly spreading to broader entertainment and mainstream social platforms.

The heat built up like a snowball, layer upon layer, growing bigger and bigger.

Simultaneously, more personal information about Tang Song was gradually being revealed by relevant media.

26 years old, computer genius.

During university, entered the quantitative field as an AI engineer. Served as Algorithm Architect for quantitative fund Rongliu Capital, leading the underlying architecture of strategy models and data systems. Subsequently completed capital-level integration and restructuring, transitioning to Chairman.

A silent early-stage investor in the AI track, a behind-the-scenes shareholder in multiple AI startups.

Co-founded Qingning Technology, serving as an early co-founder and shareholder.

Thereafter, with the dual identity of industrial investor and technical decision-maker, deeply participated in cross-border "AI + industry" layouts, focusing on areas like smart manufacturing, digital applications, and new human-computer interaction.

Currently serves as Global CEO of Xuanji Optical World, responsible for the company's overall strategic advancement and ecosystem construction as it transitions from internal incubation to independent operation.

This string of glittering credentials.

Not only left the employees of Songmei Apparel utterly stunned.

But also completely ignited a sensation across the internet.