(This chapter depicts Tang Song's weekly schedule and some career-related trivialities from a side perspective in diary format. If you dislike slice-of-life, skip it. Pure daily life.)

Jiang Pangpang's Private Diary.

[Wednesday, January 17, 2024. Sunny, slightly cold.]

Today is my 6th day officially following Tang Song as his technical assistant.

From 9 AM to 6 PM, a full 9 hours, I followed him through all the core laboratories in the R&D center.

Saying "followed" is not an exaggeration at all.

He walks incredibly fast; even in flats, I could barely keep up with his pace.

Moreover, at every lab, he would sit down, have the person in charge pull up the latest test data and raw logs, and scrutinize them line by line, constantly asking for technical details.

This instantly transported me back to the days of following Director Jin around on a 007 schedule.

Thankfully, now we have AI voice recorders and smart glasses that free up my hands. Otherwise, just taking notes would have been exhausting.

However, lunch was absolutely fantastic! We went to a Black Pearl restaurant over in Qianhai Bay.

It's supposedly a private kitchen opened by a three-Michelin-starred chef, specializing in creative fusion cuisine.

I ordered a Wagyu beef salad with black truffle sauce. It was so delicious it almost made me cry; every bite was moving.

I have to marvel again at his inhumanly abundant energy.

Nine hours non-stop, he was standing, walking, and talking the entire time, yet showed no sign of fatigue. His back remained straight, his speech clear, his thinking agile.

He's a beast! A freaking monster!

Also, his memory is terrifyingly good.

I had sent him that "University Technology Transfer Progress Report" earlier, over forty pages long. I myself had forgotten what was in it.

While touring the chip lab, he suddenly turned and asked me with pinpoint accuracy about the verification progress for one item related to the "neuromorphic computing architecture"... At that moment, my brain completely short-circuited. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

((@m))

This technical assistant job is not easy!

I just wonder, given his current position and the sheer volume of business he handles daily across so many sectors, how can his brain still have the memory to store these incredibly minute technical details?!

This is completely unreasonable!

But, to be fair, compared to the suffocating high-pressure environment back in the day with Director Jin, he is actually a very "relaxed" and easy-to-get-along-with boss.

At the very least, he allows me to slack off a bit and doesn't give me the cold shoulder if I occasionally can't answer something.

On the way back after work, I hitched a ride in his Rolls-Royce.

In the driver's seat was the ever-impeccable, somewhat arrogant Xiao Qi.

To be honest, it felt pretty good.

The seat massage was on, the car smelled nice, the nighttime scenery of Shen City outside the window was dazzling, and sitting beside me was...

Forget it, better not think too much.

Because dinner was just vegetable soup, I lay in bed hungry and couldn't sleep.

I've decided to resume my diary-writing habit starting today, just like back when I followed Director Jin.

Working is tough; one needs an emotional outlet, otherwise I'm really afraid I'll develop breast nodules from pent-up stress.

[Thursday, January 18, 2024. Sunny, warm, dry.]

Another day of non-stop following Tang Song.

Meetings all day long.

He summoned the heads of all Business Groups (BGs), demanding they submit detailed technical roadmaps and resource plans for the next phase within a deadline.

Swift and decisive, not a trace of hesitation, with an extremely strong sense of pressure.

As the technical assistant taking notes, I finally felt a bit more at ease.

At least I didn't have to follow him running all over the labs; I could sit comfortably in the meeting room.

I must admit, the way he works is unfairly handsome.

Compared to the young man from my memories seven years ago, he now possesses so much more settled charm and presence.

The only fly in the ointment was the lunch meeting meal (some pretty good Italian wood-fired pizza). Because the cheese pull was just too amazing, I couldn't resist and devoured two large slices!

Wah wah wah, instant guilt overload! My one-week fat-loss plan is ruined again!

Returned to the luxury residence I share with Shen Yuyan in the evening. Chatted with her about the key points of today's meeting and the company's overall current situation.

Once again, I marveled at how complete the ecosystem at Xuanji Optical World has become now.

It combines the manufacturing heritage of Tang Yi Precision and the algorithmic resources of Qingning Technology, running at full speed all the time.

After discussing work, to atone for the sin of those two pizza slices at lunch, Shen Yuyan and I did a twenty-minute fat-burning cardio workout together. I was utterly exhausted.

To reward myself post-workout, I ate a slice of marinated beef and a small seaweed rice ball. Delicious.

Before bed, had a video call with Lele. The young girl updated me on the progress at her school lab and the latest business situation of the hot pot skewer shop she invested in.

Talking about skewers made me hungry again—the bubbling red oil broth, tender beef slices coated in spices, crispy tripe... My mouth is watering.

Resisting the urge to order takeout, I seriously discussed her future postgraduate entrance exam plans with Lele, giving her some advice on specialized review methods and core information channels.

Deep down, I fully support her pursuing further studies.

Yancheng Normal University is good, but there's still a gap to the truly top-tier domestic academic platforms.

If she aspires to achieve something academically, taking the postgraduate entrance exam is the best choice.

If possible, I actually hope she gets the chance to study abroad for her master's.

However, Lele obviously doesn't really want to go out.

Most likely, it's because she can't bear to leave Tang Song, right?

That, I can actually understand very well.

Think about it, back when I was at Smile Investment, wasn't it also because of a few "fleeting glimpses" that I could never forget?

The saying "Meeting at Fengling Ferry for the first time, one glimpse of Yang Guo ruins a lifetime"—that's probably the feeling.

Huh? Why am I getting sentimental late at night?

No, emotional consumption is too high. Must go to the fridge and find something sweet to replenish!

[Friday, January 19, 2024. Foggy morning and evening.]

Today's weight: 59.3KG (Darn it! Why couldn't I resist eating chocolate last night?! Must seriously diet for the next few days!! I swear!!)

Putting aside the sorrow of my weight, work today was surprisingly relaxed.

Tang Song's main focus was on the finance department, reviewing cash flow forecasts and the burn rate for the next few months all day.

As the technical assistant, I could finally catch my breath legitimately.

Lying back in the office ergonomic chair, wearing the internal beta version XG-1 smart glasses, listening to web novels while experiencing the product.

Have to say, the XG-1 is incredibly powerful.

Lime's custom large model + full-scenario AI interaction + deep ecosystem integration, focusing on portable AI assistant, near-eye display, first-person perspective recording, and office efficiency. It even boosted my own work efficiency.

This thing is perfect for high-intensity white-collar workers and businesspeople!

And internal news says that upon official release, it will also come with an office agent suite specifically developed by Qingning Technology and open API interfaces.

When it launches, this will absolutely be a game-changing bombshell!

In the afternoon, I finally saw Tang Song again.

Watching him walk in wearing a suit, I couldn't resist quietly activating the smart glasses' recording function and secretly filmed a clip of his work state from a first-person perspective.

The XG-1's 3K-level video recording + dual optical image stabilization made the first-person vlog incredibly clear!

Especially that godly side profile when he slightly lowered his head to look at documents—his eyelashes so long, his nose bridge so straight... Simply perfect enough to dance on my heart! So worth it!

However, I soon made a new discovery.

Ms. Ouyang came to the company again and spent a considerable amount of time with Tang Song in the meeting room.

After she left, I used the excuse of delivering documents to get close to Tang Song.

I distinctly smelled Ms. Ouyang's scent on him.

Those two definitely had some intimate contact beyond official business in that meeting room!

It's true!

My previous suspicions are about to be confirmed!

An older woman going after a younger man! That seemingly pure, elegant, and dignified Precision Queen actually... I'm so envious!

In the evening, Tang Song treated the entire President's Office to dinner, saying it was to celebrate the first round of technical verification passing.

We went to a top-tier Japanese restaurant with all sorts of air-flown premium sea urchin, bluefin tuna belly, and sizzling A5 Wagyu beef.

I originally wanted to control myself, but that sea urchin was just too fresh, too sweet, melting in the mouth!

Sorry, weight loss plan, see you tomorrow!

When we came out after eating, I stole a glance at Tang Song.

He was talking to the administrative supervisor. His side profile, illuminated by the streetlight, was sharply defined, handsome and dignified. His suit was crisp, and he seemed to glow.

Returned to the luxury residence at Runxi in the evening, took a shower, and lay in bed, my mind filled with his side profile under the streetlight today.

Opened my phone, looked at the video I took with the glasses during the day. The more I looked, the more excited I got, the more obsessed I became.

In the end, couldn't resist, committed the mistake every adult woman makes.

Sin, sin! Amitabha! Form is emptiness!

[Saturday, January 20, 2024. Cloudy.]

Working on the weekend.

But inexplicably, my mood is quite good.

Probably because Tang Song wore casual clothes today—a white shirt with black casual pants, collar slightly open, refreshing and pleasing to the eye.

Couldn't resist taking a little advantage while handing over a report.

Young and vigorous, skin warm, could feel the firmness of his muscle lines even through the shirt... Tsk, such a good feel!

Today's work theme was confirming ecosystem interfaces, discussing SDK release timing, developer onboarding, and ecosystem launch strategy.

Since it involved the ecosystem, Chief Ecosystem Officer Shen Yuyan was also following along the whole time.

Must admit, Shen Yuyan's work ability is outstanding.

Her serious, hardworking, perfectionist, overachiever drive reminded me vaguely of that formidable Qin Yingxue from Director Jin's side back in the day.

And she's clearly put in the hard work. Her grasp of business details and speed of advancement are impressive.

No wonder Tang Song entrusted such an important position to her.

Of course, Tang Song, that freak, is even more outstanding.

It's only been a little over a week since he officially started, and his speed of grasping the entire technical framework and business logic of Xuanji Optical World is simply inhuman.

I feel that in a while, the utility of me as this "technical assistant" might not be so crucial anymore.

Suddenly hit by a strong sense of workplace urgency.

To relieve the anxiety, I couldn't resist eating another butter cookie.

In the afternoon, ran into Shen Yuyan in the hallway, just coming out of the president's office.

I smelled a particular scent on her.

I think... I've discovered something major.

When getting off work in the evening, it was already 9 PM.

Pushing open the door, I surprisingly found that Tang Song had actually come back with Shen Yuyan!

Is he staying here tonight too?!

Suddenly felt very nervous, yet inexplicably happy, even having this strange illusion of "cohabitation."

At 10 PM, wearing a face mask, I went to the kitchen to get yogurt and heard sounds coming from the master bedroom.

Shen Yuyan was crying!

And there were extremely exaggerated noises! Sounded like she was dying.

And these noises lasted for over half an hour without stopping!

Help! My ears are dirty!

The question is, is it really that exaggerated?

Is this Assistant Shen perhaps putting on an act to please the boss?

Is Tang Song that incredible?

I don't believe it, unless I get to try. (Just kidding.)

After drinking the yogurt, couldn't resist, committed the mistake every adult woman makes.

Sin, sin! Amitabha!

[Sunday, January 21, 2024. First cold wave arriving.]

Because I wanted breakfast, I didn't sleep in.

Just out of my room, I heard Tang Song's magnetic voice coming from the direction of the study.

Couldn't resist, I tiptoed over.

The study door was slightly ajar. He was in a video conference, seemingly about the offline endorsement and live broadcast activity review for Songmei Apparel.

He was wearing a simple gray home sweater, full of energy, spirited, with a kind of casual, ascetic vibe.

Simply unbelievable!

Clearly worked hard all week, and last night he... messed around until so late... Yet this early in the morning, he can still hold a morning meeting so clearly?

This physical constitution, this recovery ability—has the male lead from a domineering CEO novel come to life?!

No wonder Director Jin set her sights on this man!

I was just staring dumbfounded, about to slip away, when he spotted me through the door crack and directly beckoned me in.

We chatted in the study for a while about the upcoming technical integration work.

Not sure if it's my imagination, but I always felt his gaze occasionally landed on my chest when talking to me.

Aiya! Seems my genuine F-cup still has some lethal power!

Breakfast was made by Shen Yuyan. It was actually Yu Province's specialty pan-fried buns and Spicy Soup!

Oh my god, so delicious! The bottoms were crispy, and they burst with juice with one bite!

I just found out her parents originally ran a breakfast shop back in their hometown, no wonder her skills are so authentic.

However, at the dining table, I accidentally noticed two band-aids on her neck!

Oh my heavens! What kind of brutal battle did they go through last night?! Are they dogs?!

Tang Song left in a hurry after breakfast, said to be going to Qingning Technology to coordinate the training progress of the large model.

While washing dishes and chatting with Shen Yuyan, I heard her close friend is coming to Shen City in a couple of days and will temporarily stay at Runxi, possibly until the New Year.

I've seen that girl named Xu Qing in her social media posts before. She looks quite cute, not sure if she's easy to get along with.

In the afternoon, I compiled a detailed summary of this week's technical advancements, ecosystem development, and movements of core executives at Xuanji Optical World, encrypted it, and sent it to Director Jin.

Checked the schedule; Director Jin should be in Switzerland now, having just attended closed-door meetings at the World Economic Forum (WEF) in Davos.

Truly a woman standing at the pinnacle of the world.

[Today's weight: 59.6kg (Darn it! I only ate a few pan-fried buns! Am I going to re-enter the slightly chubby 120-pound realm?! No, tomorrow I absolutely must eat greens!)]

[Tuesday, January 23, 2024. Overcast, rainy, cold.]

Too busy and tired yesterday, fell asleep the second my head hit the pillow, directly skipped a day of diary.

Today I must officially complain about southern winters.

This damn damp cold is like "magic damage" that ignores magic resistance and physical defense, ten times more freezing than the dry cold up north!

The highest temperature in Shen City today was only 8 degrees Celsius.

Especially at Shencheng Bay, where the Xuanji Optical World headquarters building is located. When the sea breeze blows, it's bone-chilling, heart-soaring!

The thick winter coat I lugged all the way from Yancheng finally found its purpose here.

Otherwise, this professor's few pounds of flesh definitely couldn't withstand it.

The work pace these past two days is still ridiculously fast.

Mainly pushing forward the underlying interface integration between the XG-1 first-gen product internal beta and third-party software ecosystems.

Simply put, making sure those developers' apps can run smoothly on our system.

But saying it is simple; doing it... those code logics are so complex they make you want to pull your hair out.

Watching Tang Song look at those data reports, he not only doesn't get tired, his eyes actually light up.

Like a kid seeing a new toy.

This guy really is a tireless monster.

In the afternoon, a heavyweight visitor came to the otherwise dull President's Office.

The CEO of Tang Entertainment, Mo Xiangwan.

That legendary iron-blooded agent, said to be the woman who single-handedly propelled Su Yu to stardom back in the day.

In person, she has even more presence than in photos. Wearing a sharply tailored black suit, hair impeccably tied up, walking with the poise of an elegant yet dangerous leopard.

She entered Tang Song's president's office. The door closed, and the two talked inside for a full two hours.

I didn't go in to listen, but I can roughly guess.

Probably discussing future cross-industry collaboration—how to deeply integrate Tang Entertainment's vast film, TV, and music IPs with Xuanji Optical World's future holographic spaces.

Collaboration at this level starts at astronomical figures.

When Mo Xiangwan came out, I happened to be getting water in the pantry and passed by them.

Hmm. No mixed perfume scents, no strange hormonal aura, Tang Song's shirt buttons were all fastened tightly.

Seems this was an extremely pure business discussion.

Wait! Jiang Yourong! You're not right!

Seeing a beautiful woman enter Tang Song's office, your first reaction wasn't "what work are they discussing," but "smell for scents," "look for flaws," "do they have some unspeakable relationship"?!

I'm done for!

My once-pure academic brain has been thoroughly marinated!

One more thing, Shen Yuyan's close friend is arriving tomorrow.

Chatting with Shen Yuyan, I found out Xu Qing is also a part-time web novelist. How interesting.

I've loved reading novels since university, all kinds of genres. It would be quite interesting to chat with this writer.

But there's a problem.

Shen Yuyan said Xu Qing will be sleeping in the same room with her when she comes.

Then what if Tang Song comes over again?

Resisted eating any snacks tonight. Proud of myself.