novelraw Chapter 279: I, Little Jing, Refuse to Accept This!
Chapter 279: I, Little Jing, Refuse to Accept This!
Fengda International Hotel.
In the private office area of a suite, Tang Song sat in front of his computer, listening to a video conference with the technical support team from Jinxiu Commerce.
“Our new Inventory Management System version 1.1 is officially live, featuring inventory tracking and alert functions. It records the quantity, location, and batch information of inventory in real-time…”
When department manager Li Zhenning finished his update on the system upgrade, Tang Song carefully weighed his words before speaking:
“On Monday, I spoke with President Feng over the phone. Moving forward, our primary task is to help the company reduce costs caused by poor inventory management.
The next version of the Inventory Management System needs to include features for monitoring and controlling inventory holding costs and the losses from unsellable items.
We should add a financial module to the system to enable more detailed cost management and control over inventory.”
Thanks to Smile Capital’s empowerment, Jinxiu Commerce’s foreign trade and cross-border e-commerce businesses were booming. They had just signed a 300-million-yuan framework agreement with Meigou Tech.
As a result, the requirements for their online office systems were becoming increasingly complex. With the growth of their operations, inventory and loss management had become critical focus areas for the company.
Tang Song took these issues very seriously, not only because of their impact on Jinxiu Commerce but also because the system would eventually be applied to Songmei Fashion. Although Songmei Fashion didn’t require as many features, it would benefit from the simplified version of the same system.After Jinxiu Commerce’s system development was complete, he planned to adapt it for Songmei Fashion with minor tweaks. By unifying server systems, database versions, and programming languages as per his specifications, deployment using Dockerfile would be seamless.
In this way, Songmei Fashion’s inventory management would also achieve a one-step upgrade.
Tang Song felt no guilt about this approach. After all, Smile Capital’s investment in Jinxiu Commerce was largely due to his influence. If he were to leave, the support Jinxiu Commerce currently enjoyed would vanish.
The department meeting ended after an hour. Tang Song stretched in his chair, letting out a satisfied sigh.
Gentle footsteps approached, accompanied by a sweet and soothing fragrance. A platter of beautifully arranged fruit slices was placed on his desk.
A warm, soothing voice filled with magnetic charm said beside him, “Have some fruit.”
Soon, a pair of warm hands rested on his shoulders, gently kneading and massaging with just the right pressure. The source of thɪs content is NoveI-Fire.ɴet
Leaning back, Tang Song felt his head rest against the comforting embrace of the older sister-like figure, instantly dispelling any lingering fatigue.
With his eyes closed, strands of her hair fell onto his face, tickling him.
As Wen Ruan continued massaging his shoulders, she would occasionally feed him a piece of fresh fruit.
Tang Song exhaled deeply, once again marveling at Wen Ruan’s attentiveness and understanding. The love he felt in his heart grew stronger with each passing moment.
Despite having no prior relationship experience, Wen Ruan’s fiery sincerity and exceptional emotional intelligence had a way of effortlessly drawing him in.
This dynamic was especially apparent during their playful moments together.
Caressing the smooth contours of her figure, listening to her sultry, magnetic voice as she teased him, and watching her bend over to please him…
The psychological satisfaction this brought him was indescribable.
After a while, Tang Song gently patted Wen Ruan’s leg and stood up from his chair. Turning to look at this adorable elder sister figure, he saw that her light makeup and figure-hugging pencil skirt lent her a distinct air of professional elegance.
(Wen Ruan’s AI model had undergone some fine-tuning.)
“You’ve worked hard, Sister. Let me give you a massage now,” Tang Song said with a smile, pulling her gently into the chair.
Wen Ruan laughed softly, obediently taking a seat.
Her lips parted slightly as a faint blush spread across her face.
“Ziiip—” The sound of a zipper echoed.
“I have to ask—what kind of massage is this?”
“Just helping my girlfriend relieve some stress.”
“Oh, then be gentle,” Wen Ruan leaned her head back slightly, a faint mix of intoxication and delight flickering in her eyes. “By the way, I’m heading to Xingyun International later.”
“Xingyun International? That’s the company you used to work for in Beijing, right?” Tang Song’s impression of the company was mostly tied to Su Yu’s concert.
It was a media company owned by Tang Zong Entertainment. Back then, Xingyun International had been in charge of the promotion and media operations for the event.
Even now, his photos from the concert hadn’t leaked online, and besides the prop 【Tang Song’s Baseball Cap】, the company had played a significant role in keeping things under wraps.
“Mm.” Wen Ruan murmured softly, her voice low. “Xingyun International is opening a branch in Yan City. I want to give it a shot. Ever since I left Light and Shadow Media, I’ve needed a stable job. Otherwise, my family won’t feel at ease.”
Tang Song paused his movements, about to speak.
Wen Ruan patted his hand gently and said softly, “Don’t start with the ‘I’ll take care of you’ talk. Yes, I’m your little lover, but I’m not going to abandon everything to cling to you.”
She had a clear understanding of herself and her position.
If she were to simply settle into the comfort of being pampered by Tang Song, she’d gradually lose herself, and their relationship would inevitably distort.
She wasn’t a 20-year-old girl who could provide him with endless novelty and emotional value while growing alongside him.
To keep his love enduring, she, as the older sister figure, needed to maintain their relationship with care.
Having a stable career meant she could continue learning and growing.
This personal growth wouldn’t just enhance her professional capabilities; it would also preserve her unique charm and allure in their relationship, breathing fresh life into their bond.
Of course, she had to prepare herself for realities she didn’t want to face.
If, in a couple of years, Tang Song got married and started to drift away under the pressure of a wife and family, she needed to ensure she had a steady income and strong social connections.
She genuinely loved life. Beyond romance, she cherished her family and friendships.
She also had aging, unemployed parents to care for.
Becoming a love-struck, canary-like figure dependent on him would leave her vulnerable. If she ever lost Tang Song, she wasn’t sure she’d survive without losing herself.
Feeling her emotions sink, Tang Song bent slightly, resting his head against her neck.
“Zhuangzhuang,” he said gently, using her nickname. “Even though you say that, I’ll still make sure everything is taken care of for you. Trust me—your family, your career, your future—I’ll make sure you can live the way you want. You just need to enjoy life, and leave the rest to me.”
The end of the wedding would signify the binding of their companionship.
With the system’s development approach, a comprehensive and sophisticated older sister figure surpassing a mere beautician would surely achieve more.
By then, his charm score should reach 60, and everything would only get better.