Four Seasons Hotel.

In the brightly lit suite office.

"The flight application has been approved, and the first flight from Yangcheng Baiyun Airport to Yan City International Airport is expected to take off at 10 a.m. the day after tomorrow, Wednesday. Bombardier has also completed the final comprehensive inspection before delivery..."

On the computer screen was Xue’s exquisitely made-up, vibrant face.

Since the last ’wake-up call’ in Xiang River, the growth speed of this Chief Assistant has been astonishing.

She not only flawlessly completed all the complicated procedures for the private jet handover, but also established an efficient operational docking system in a very short time.

She also customized the onboard entertainment system, wine cabinet, and cigar bar according to Tang Song’s preferences...

Of course, this is primarily because she’s a graduate of a flight attendant major and naturally loves enjoyment, making her quite fitting for the job.

"Well done, Luna, you’ve worked hard."

"It’s not hard, serving President Tang!" Lin Muxue suddenly sat up straighter in the video, ceremoniously saluting.

Tang Song chuckled lightly, "How about it? About to leave Xiang River, feeling a bit reluctant?"

"Not at all." Lin Muxue licked her rosy lips and suddenly leaned forward, the camera instantly filled with a snowy white as her voice grew suggestively, "Wherever President Tang is, I want to be. Speaking of which, I’ve rearranged the main suite cabin according to your instructions, just waiting for you to personally inspect it."

Tang Song smiled, "Great, looking forward to the first flight."

The two chatted for a few more moments.

Hung up the call

Tang Song stood by the window for a moment more, admiring the night view of Pearl River, before returning to the large desk.

Next, his most important task is Songmei Clothing’s Double Eleven promotion.

Phase three of the Growth Plan Task [② Performance Explosion] requires the company to achieve sales of over a hundred million in a single month.

This November is his only chance in the near future.

That’s also why he couldn’t stay in Yang City.

This grand annual event in e-commerce started at midnight on November 1st, and the entire company has entered a high-intensity overtime mode.

Songmei Clothing’s new high-end brand [HEYI STUDIO], the first batch of products will also officially debut in the preheat event on the evening of November 8th, this Wednesday.

This includes not only the seasonally designed new styles by Huashang Clothing’s team but also the highly anticipated Urban Jacket series independently completed by Yao Lingling.

Notably, the sample of the jacket is outstanding, exceeding expectations in terms of shape, fabric, and detail craftsmanship.

During internal try-ons in the company, it received overwhelming positive feedback.

It is believed to have all the potential to become a hit of the year.

Tang Song also saw the finished product, and it’s indeed fantastic; his junior sister is truly impressive.

For an e-commerce company, if its self-built brand can be widely accepted by the market.

It represents that it will completely shed its role as a mere ’channel seller’ or ’middleman.’

It truly possesses its own ’soul’ and ’moat.’

It also means higher gross profit, stronger user retention, and broader brand premium space.

The importance is self-evident.

"Ring ring—" Suddenly, a hurried phone ring sounded.

[Zhang Yan]

Tang Song instinctively checked the time, it was almost 10 p.m.

At this hour, she suddenly called...

Tang Song’s heart immediately jumped, quickly answering, "Hello? Zhang Yan!"

After a moment of silence on the other end, Zhang Yan’s voice came through, "Tang Song, are you at the Four Seasons Hotel?"

Tang Song was taken aback, "I am, what’s going on? Is something wrong?"

"No, nothing." Zhang Yan’s voice was still very low, but Tang Song could clearly hear her rapid breathing.

"What’s going on? Tell me."

Another silence.

Then, Zhang Yan’s voice suddenly rose, "I want to see you now."

Tang Song was startled and almost instinctively stood up from his chair, full of surprise.

This was the first time he’d heard Zhang Yan speak so loudly and excitedly, and she said "I want to see you."

It was simply unbelievable.

"Of course, where are you? I’ll come to find you."

"No need, I’m about to arrive downstairs of the Four Seasons Hotel."

"I’m coming down right away!" Tang Song said as he walked quickly towards the exit.

In the living room, Wen Ruan, who was applying a face mask and watching a variety show with crossed legs, lazily looked over when she heard the commotion.

Tang Song paused his steps, a hint of apology appearing on his face, as he softly said, "Ruannuan, I’m going out for a bit, might be back later."

Wen Ruan looked at his hurried appearance, rolled her eyes in annoyance and waved her hand impatiently, "Go, go, go, hurry up, I don’t want to see you! Best if you don’t come back!"

Tang Song smiled awkwardly, gently ruffling her hair.

Turned and quickly walked to the entrance, changed shoes, and left.

The quiet corridor echoed with hurried footsteps.

The elevator floor numbers gradually descending.

90...80...70...

Tang Song recalled Zhang Yan’s words and his heart began to race.

...

International Finance Center (IFC) West Tower.

Zhang Yan hung up the phone and forcefully shoved the still warm phone into her pocket.

She once again cradled the heavy gift box in her arms, standing outside the grand building’s entrance.

The enormous glass curtain wall was like a mirror, reflecting the dazzling night view of Zhujiang New City.