novelraw Chapter 415: Xu Qing—My Ridiculous Mother!
Chapter 415: Xu Qing—My Ridiculous Mother!
Cloud Creek Tower, 30th Floor – Songmei Fashion
Finance Office
The rhythmic clicking of keyboards and mouse taps filled the air, accompanied by the glow of screens displaying dense numerical data.
Sitting at his desk, Sun Youguang meticulously reviewed cost reports from various departments, compiling all cost data for the month into a consolidated master report.
Each figure was carefully checked to ensure absolute accuracy.
Cost allocation ✅
Cost calculations ✅
Report compilation ✅
By 4:00 PM, the final cost breakdowns were categorized, transformed into clear tables and charts.
A Crucial Month for Songmei FashionFollowing the July "Bei Yuwei Incident", the "He Yiyi" IP had successfully gained traction.
Throughout August, the entire company had worked relentlessly, pushing forward at full throttle.
This was a make-or-break month for Songmei Fashion.
Glancing at the final numbers, Sun Youguang’s face broke into a wide smile.
He was genuinely happy for both the company and the boss.
August Performance Report
Total Monthly Sales: 18 million RMB
Overall Return Rate: 48%
Lead Streamer "He Yiyi" Return Rate: 41%
(Given the norm in the women's fashion live-streaming industry—where return rates often hit 70%—this was a remarkable result!)
Pre-Tax Profit (after deducting procurement, platform fees, operations, and other expenses): 3 million RMB
This was an outstanding performance.
A key factor?
The "Bei Yuwei Incident" had provided a sustained influx of organic traffic, saving the company a fortune in marketing expenses.
Sun Youguang printed and bound the final cost analysis report.
Standing in the bright, spacious finance office, he felt a wave of pride and excitement.
He had been the first-ever employee to join the company.
Watching Songmei Fashion grow from the ground up had been an incredible journey.
A Promising Future
The company’s benefits were excellent:
✅ Full social security (Five Insurances + Housing Fund)
✅ Meal and communication allowances
His actual monthly salary had already reached 7,400 RMB.
After deducting social security and taxes, he still took home over 6,000 RMB—
A salary comparable to a finance supervisor at other firms.
For example, his girlfriend Li Juan’s company supervisor earned even less than he did!
Thinking about his girlfriend, his mood brightened even more.
Once his August salary was in, their total savings would reach 170,000 RMB.
At first, they had planned to buy a house back in their hometown, but now, their goal had shifted to staying in Yan City.
A Clear Plan
Next week, he had his Intermediate Accounting Certification Exam.
Once he earned the qualification, his salary would increase further.
If they held out until the end of the year, they would have enough for a down payment on an affordable apartment in Yan City.
If all went well, they could even get married next year.
With the company thriving, everything was falling perfectly into place.
"Youguang."
A voice snapped him out of his thoughts.
His supervisor, Zhang Chunling, called out.
"Is the cost analysis complete?"
Quickly regaining focus, Sun Youguang nodded and responded promptly:
"Yes, it’s done! I’ve printed the documents and emailed the electronic version to President Tang and President Gao."
"Great. President Gao needs it for the T3 meeting—go ahead and deliver the files."
"Got it, on my way!"
A Sudden Encounter with Tang Song
Hurrying out of the finance office, Sun Youguang turned a corner—
Only to nearly collide with someone!
He quickly stepped aside, apologizing:
"Sorry! My bad!"
"It’s alright."
Hearing the voice, Sun Youguang froze for a second, then immediately greeted the man with respect.
"Good afternoon, President Tang!"
"Good afternoon," Tang Song replied with a warm smile.
"Where are you rushing off to?"
"I’ve just completed the August cost analysis report—bringing it to President Gao for the meeting."
"Hand it to me. I was just about to get it from him anyway."
Taking the files from Sun Youguang’s hands, Tang Song nodded approvingly.
He had a great impression of this finance team member—
Not just because he was genuinely capable, but because the Enterprise Opportunity Card had once revealed that his loyalty score was an incredible 99 points.
With someone this trustworthy in the finance department, Tang Song felt much more at ease.
"Thank you, President Tang! I’ll head back to work now."
As Sun Youguang turned to leave, Tang Song suddenly asked:
"By the way, Youguang—you have a girlfriend, right?"
Sun Youguang paused, slightly embarrassed.
"Uh… yes, sir. We were college classmates. Now we live together in Qiaoxi."
Tang Song smiled.
"We’re planning a company retreat at Wushan before the Mid-Autumn Festival. Have your girlfriend request leave in advance—bring her along. Take some time to relax, enjoy the mountains and the sea."
"Ah—thank you so much, President Tang!"
Sun Youguang bowed slightly, overwhelmed by the gesture.
Back when the office only had a handful of employees, they all worked in the same open space and often talked about their personal lives.
He had casually mentioned his girlfriend once—yet Tang Song still remembered.
Not only that, but he had personally invited her to the retreat.
"No need to be so formal," Tang Song said, patting him on the shoulder before heading toward the meeting room.
Sharing the News with His Girlfriend
Excited, Sun Youguang rushed back to his desk, immediately opening his WeChat chat with Li Juan.
[Sun Youguang]: "Babe! Guess what? The company’s organizing a trip to Wushan for Mid-Autumn Festival! President Tang invited you too! Take some time off, let’s go together!"
He knew his girlfriend never complained, but—
Like any normal girl, she loved traveling, the ocean, and romance.
Since graduating four years ago, they had been saving up for a home and wedding, meaning they had barely traveled.
At most, they took occasional short trips around Yan City.
This was an incredible opportunity.
An Unexpected Message
Moments later, his phone buzzed.
[Li Juan]: "Babe, I need to tell you something."
Sun Youguang’s smile faded.
[Sun Youguang]: "What is it?"
[Li Juan]: "I’m so sorry, love. (😭) My company might be laying people off. We lost a huge client, and business is down by 30%. My boss told me to work overtime and do my best—if I perform well, I might avoid being cut."
[Li Juan]: "I’ve never been to the seaside before… I really want to go to Wushan with you… but I can’t take leave."
Reading her messages, his chest tightened.
He knew how much this job meant to her.
Every week, they calculated their savings—their dream of owning a home was entirely dependent on both of them working.
If she lost her job, finding another one in Yan City’s ultra-competitive finance job market would be incredibly difficult.
That would completely derail their plans.
After comforting her, Sun Youguang let out a long sigh.
Then, he opened a job recruitment site—
Scanning listings for new finance jobs in Yan City.
There were some decent openings, and Li Juan more than met the requirements—
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She would likely have to wait in long lines just for an interview.
If only she could land a job at a company as great as Songmei Fashion.
A Better Job for His Girlfriend?
A high salary, great work environment, and job stability—
That’s what Lan Feng International Hotel Ltd. was offering in a recent job posting.
The location? Not far from Cloud Creek Tower.
A well-known five-star hotel, offering solid pay and benefits, even for a regular finance position.
If Li Juan could land a job there, it would be perfect.
Of course, Sun Youguang was just dreaming.
Cloud Creek Tower – Meeting Room
"Knock, knock."
A soft rap on the door.
Tang Song stepped into the bright, spacious conference room.
At a nearby desk, Gao Mengting, who had been typing on her laptop, looked up—
Her eyes lit up instantly.
Her lips parted slightly, and she greeted him in a gentle voice:
"President Tang, you’re here."
"Good afternoon, Mengting."
Tang Song took a seat beside her, his eyes warm with appreciation.
"This dress suits you well. Now that I think about it, this is the first time I’ve seen you in a dress. You look beautiful."
Today, Gao Mengting had ditched her usual corporate attire—
Instead, she wore a brightly colored dress that hugged her graceful, feminine curves.
With her delicate features and flowing hair, she was the definition of an "atmospheric beauty."
Catching his admiring gaze, Gao Mengting’s lips curled into a smile.
"Thanks for the compliment, but President Tang, you’re looking quite handsome yourself today."
She crossed her legs, then playfully winked at him.
Seeing her adorable expression, Tang Song casually slipped his arm around her waist.
"Hey! Are you trying to be a rogue again?"
Her cheeks flushed, and she tried to shift away slightly.
"This is a meeting room, you know."
Tang Song simply grinned, then leaned in and kissed her cheek.
A soft, enticing fragrance lingered in the air, mixing with the delicate scent of her perfume.
It was incredibly alluring.
"Ah…!"
Gao Mengting’s body shuddered slightly, a soft gasp escaping her lips.
Tang Song, amused by her reaction, couldn’t help but kiss her twice more.
His fingertips slowly moved, tracing the curve of her waist through the thin cotton fabric of her dress.
A sense of deep satisfaction filled his heart.
While her figure wasn’t overly exaggerated, her beauty lay in its perfect balance—graceful, proportional, elegant.
Gao Mengting’s face was now completely flushed.
"I already called Yiyi. She’ll be here soon, so behave yourself!"
"Then give me a kiss."
Tang Song stopped his teasing movements, waiting.
Gao Mengting’s glistening eyes locked onto his handsome face.
Her throat moved slightly—then, unable to resist, she leaned forward and gently kissed his chin.
The next second—
His lips captured hers in a deeper kiss.
A strong arm wrapped around her waist, and a firm hand landed on her lower back.
Tang Song took a deep breath, savoring her soft lips, supple curves, and smooth legs.
Their eyes met—
Gao Mengting froze, completely still.
Then, a moment later—
She went limp, her body leaning weakly against his chest.
Tang Song blinked.
Wait… she’s this sensitive?
After a moment, Gao Mengting bit his lip lightly, then struggled to stand up.
"You okay, Mengting?"
She shot him a glare, then muttered:
"I need to step out for a moment."
She hurried toward the exit, still feeling her heart pounding wildly.
Even she hadn’t expected her body to react this strongly.
An Unexpected Encounter
Just as she pushed open the door, she ran into He Yiyi.
"President Gao!"
Gao Mengting quickly composed herself.
"Uh… Yiyi, President Tang is already inside. Go ahead, I just need to use the restroom."
"Oh! Got it!"
He Yiyi nodded enthusiastically, then peeked into the room.
Her eyes immediately sparkled.
Still so handsome!
Actually—even more handsome!
So drool-worthy!
"Slurp—"
She quickly shut the door behind her and beamed at Tang Song.
"Good afternoon, President Tang! You look dashing today!"
"Haha, take a seat, Yiyi. We’ll start once Mengting gets back."
He glanced at her noticeably different appearance and smiled.
"How’s everything going? You’re not exhausted, are you?"
Ever since becoming a top streamer, He Yiyi had gained a full styling team.
Her fashion, makeup, and overall presence had leveled up, making her look like a true public figure.
"Lately…"
He Yiyi sighed dramatically.
"Honestly? It feels like a dream."
The past month had been the busiest—and most rewarding—period of her life.
Just a few days ago, she had made a major investment—
Buying 5% of the company’s shares from Gao Mengting for 500,000 RMB at 10 RMB per share.
For the first time—she was an official shareholder.
And the best part?
She had earned every single yuan herself.
As a company streamer, she received:
Base salary
Commission from sales
Performance bonuses
Even though her initial contract’s commission rate was low (and profits were calculated post-expense), she was still making a fortune.
Especially now that the "He Yiyi" brand had taken off—
Tang Song had even increased her revenue share.
Her entire life had changed.
Of course, plenty of MCNs, e-commerce firms, and live-streaming agencies had reached out to her with tempting offers.
But she had rejected them all.
Are you kidding me?
No offer in the world could match President Tang’s "beauty trap" technique.
My loyalty to Songmei Fashion is unshakable!
A Critical Business Meeting
A couple of minutes later, Gao Mengting returned, looking composed.
The three shareholders gathered around to review the cost analysis reports and discuss the company’s current operations.
Tang Song leaned against the edge of the conference table.
His gaze swept over them as he spoke:
"I called this meeting for something important—our company’s next major growth strategy."
"What kind of strategy?"
He Yiyi raised her hand excitedly.
"President Tang, whatever you say, I’ll follow one hundred percent!"
Tang Song chuckled, his voice calm and confident.
"As you just mentioned, Songmei Fashion is now stabilizing.
We need to capitalize on our current momentum and strong fan loyalty to increase profitability.
The best way to do that?
Launching our own women’s fashion brand."
He then explained his vision, breaking down the key elements of brand building from multiple angles.
Since his Growth Plan Task revolved around this, he had to give it his full attention.
His charm had just surpassed 70, his investment objectives were complete, and Confluent Capital was still transitioning.
So, the first priority was to structure Songmei Fashion’s future growth properly.
Branding and reaching 100 million RMB in monthly sales wouldn’t happen overnight—
These were long-term goals that would demand time, effort, and strategy.
As he spoke, Gao Mengting and He Yiyi’s hearts pounded.
This was the path every business aspired to take—and it was exactly the right move.
Songmei Fashion: The Next Step
With no control over product design, pricing, or exclusivity, Songmei Fashion had to rely on wholesale suppliers.
And that was a huge problem.
For instance, their best-selling trench coat—
The moment it went viral in their live stream, competing stores started selling the exact same design—at a lower price.
That single product alone had a return rate exceeding 60%.
Creating their own brand would change everything.
With direct control over product design, manufacturing, and pricing, they wouldn’t have to compete on price alone.
They could respond to market trends faster and build a loyal customer base.
As Tang Song spoke, He Yiyi felt a rush of excitement flood her brain.
Too much! This CEO is just too much!
From the beginning—
He discovered her potential.
He invested heavily in shaping her image.
He built her personal brand.
And now, he was going to launch a clothing line just for her.
She knew exactly what this meant.
If successful, she wouldn’t just be a live-streamer anymore—
She would be a fashion brand owner.
A true industry leader.
Gazing at Tang Song’s sharp, handsome profile, He Yiyi screamed internally:
"My benefactor! My savior! If you don’t mind, I’ll just marry you to repay this kindness!"
Gao Mengting, on the other hand, remained calm.
She lightly pressed her lips together before saying:
"President Tang, launching our own clothing brand is the right move… but isn’t this a bit too fast?"
Starting a brand from scratch wasn’t easy.
It required—
Brand identity development
A professional design team
A stable supply chain
Long-term partnerships with top-tier manufacturers
It was a massive investment.
Tang Song chuckled, nodding knowingly.
"I get what you're saying. But don’t worry—this isn’t a rushed decision.
For now, just focus on refining our operations.
Keep strengthening fan engagement.
Help He Yiyi develop a distinct personal fashion style.
The rest? I’ll take care of it."
Gao Mengting nodded seriously.
"Understood."
She was different from someone like Xie Shuyu, a pure businesswoman.
She had unshakable trust in Tang Song.
If he made a decision, she would follow through without hesitation.
Fanfu Suzi Media: Xu Qing’s Big Moment
"I can’t believe it… Xu Qing, the Great Miss, has finally made it! Hahaha!"
Xu Qing giggled to herself, her large black eyes shimmering with mischief.
After Tang Song’s 24-million-yuan investment, Fanfu Suzi Media had grown at an explosive rate.
The short drama production team had doubled in size.
The distribution team had also expanded significantly.
Their old office space had become cramped, so last month, they rented the vacant office next door.
Today was move-in day.
As a 2% shareholder, Xu Qing had been assigned a small private office.
Though, "office" was a bit of a stretch—
It was actually a former storage room that had been converted into a workspace.
The walls were frosted glass, and the space was cramped and plain.
But none of that mattered.
What mattered was that she now had a place to write her novels freely.
Even if she wanted to write R-18 content, no one would stop her.
Here, she could be a lawless rogue author.
She clasped her hands together.
"Marvelous!"
Looking down at her Hermès watch, then at the LV wallet on her desk, she felt a surge of pride.
Soon, she would receive—
✅ Her largest-ever author royalties payout
✅ A massive donation from her online fanbase
Xu Qing stood up, put her hands on her hips, and looked around.
"I’m too powerful. The Earth might not be able to contain me anymore."
A Call from "Mom"
Just as she was basking in her own greatness, her phone buzzed.
[Mom]
Xu Qing grinned smugly.
"Returning home rich is meaningless unless you show off.
It’s time for my mother to recognize the new me!"
She picked up the call, leaned back in her chair, and said gleefully:
"Hello, Ms. Han. What made you suddenly think of calling me today?"
A warm, familiar voice responded:
"I missed my dear Qingqing, of course."
"Mid-Autumn Festival is next month. You should come home for a visit."
Mother and daughter chatted for a bit, exchanging small talk.
Xu Qing was just about to start bragging—
An Unwanted Set-Up
"Oh, right, Qingqing—do you remember Xiao Duan?"
Xu Qing blinked.
"Xiao Duan? Who?"
"Your father’s colleague’s son. The one who got into Jinling University."
Xu Qing snapped her fingers.
"Ohhh—Duan… Duan… what’s his name again?"
"Duan Haonan!"
"Oh, right! That guy."
Xu Qing raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you bringing him up all of a sudden?"
"I’ll send you his WeChat later. You two should start chatting online."
Xu Qing’s smile instantly faded.
She knew exactly what her mom was planning.
She scoffed, her voice dripping with mockery:
"Ms. Han, do you seriously think I need a boyfriend? It seems you don’t know your incredibly successful daughter at all."
"What are you talking about?"
Xu Qing leaned back, crossed her legs, and smirked.
"Fine. No more hiding. I’ll lay it all out."
She spoke confidently:
"My novels are bestsellers. I’m a well-known female author."
"I’m also the lead scriptwriter for an upcoming drama series."
"The 120,000 yuan I borrowed from home wasn’t wasted—it was an investment."
"I’m now the 4th largest shareholder in our company, and I have my own office."
"Are you serious?"
Xu Qing nodded firmly.
"Of course! You can ask Yanyan if you don’t believe me."
There was a sharp inhale on the other end of the line.
"I believe you! My own daughter—I know you wouldn’t lie!"
Feeling her mother’s awe, Xu Qing felt a rush of satisfaction.
At this moment—
She truly embodied the persona of ‘Xu Yanning, the Successful Woman.’
She smirked confidently.
"Honestly, Mom, how could you even think about setting me up with some random ‘Xiao Duan’ guy?"
"Let me tell you about the men who are actually pursuing me."
"Go on… I’m listening!"
Her mom’s voice trembled slightly.
Xu Qing listed them off smoothly:
"One is the CEO of a listed company.
He’s under 30, from an elite family, and has a cold, dominant personality."
"I dumped him recently, but he still won’t give up."
"The other is an executive at a top-tier investment firm.
"He owns multiple companies—media, hotels, you name it."
"He’s better-looking than Edison Chen or Daniel Wu."
"Super caring, and for Qixi Festival, he gave me over 100,000 RMB worth of luxury gifts—Hermès, LV, Chanel, everything."
There was a long silence.
Then, her mom gulped audibly.
"Is this real? Tell me this is real!"
Xu Qing grinned.
"I’ll send you photos."
With a flick of her wrist, she opened her gallery—
And sent her mom a video of her Qixi gift haul.
Mom’s Shocked Reaction
[Mom]: "It’s gorgeous! That really was your Qixi gift!"
[Mom]: "Do you have a picture of the guy? No reason, just curious to see someone supposedly better-looking than Edison Chen."
Xu Qing’s eyes darted around mischievously.
After thinking for a moment, she found a photo that Tang Song had sent her on WeChat and forwarded it straight to her mom.
Since their usual chatting style involved sending pictures, she figured it was nothing unusual.
Most of the time, she was the one spamming him with cosplay photos.
But every now and then, if Tang Song was in the mood, he’d also send her a few casual snapshots of his daily life.
The picture she sent to her mom?
Tang Song sitting in his penthouse study, a massive, grand bookshelf behind him—exuding prestige and class.
There was a long pause on the other end.
Then—
[Mom (Voice Message)]: "OH MY GOD! UNBELIEVABLE!"
Seeing her mom’s sudden outburst in English, Xu Qing burst into laughter.
Sure, she had exaggerated some things, but most of it was true!
Tang Song did give her a Qixi gift.
Tang Song did occasionally grope her playfully.
Wasn’t that just him openly pursuing her?
Miss Xu Qing is undeniably charming!
The Bombshell Announcement
Just as she was daydreaming about her allure, her phone buzzed again.
[Mom]: Screenshot.jpg
Xu Qing blinked, confused, then clicked on the image.
It was a train ticket confirmation—
From her hometown to Yan City.
Before she could react, another message came in.
[Mom]: "Your Aunt Zhang’s daughter, Xuanxuan, is getting married next week in Yan City. Originally, I wanted to surprise you with a visit…"
[Mom]: "BUT YOU GAVE ME A BIGGER SURPRISE INSTEAD!"
[Mom]: "Bring your boyfriend along so I can show off in front of my old friends!"
Xu Qing: (°°)!
Crisis Mode: Activated.
Xu Qing froze, phone in hand, mind blank.
What… the… f***?!
Mom…
WHAT BOYFRIEND?!
She grabbed her head in frustration, frantically scrolling back up—
The photo.
She had just sent her mom a picture of Tang Song.
And now, her mom assumed they were together.
This was bad.
Really f***ing bad.
Her mom wasn’t just casually asking to meet him.
She wanted to flaunt him like a prized trophy in front of all her relatives!
Xu Qing's soul nearly left her body.
Her hands trembled as she typed a reply:
[Xu Qing]: "Wait, wait, wait, Mom, let’s not get ahead of ourselves—"
[Mom]: "No need to be shy! You already sent me his picture!"
[Mom]: "Besides, didn’t you say he’s chasing after you? What’s the harm in bringing him?"
Xu Qing felt like vomiting blood.
Goddamn it, why did I have to run my mouth?!
She took a deep breath.
Okay.
Crisis Management Mode: Engaged.
Step One: Calm Down.
Step Two: Damage Control.
[Xu Qing]: "Mom, he’s really busy! You know, running a huge company and all that."
[Mom]: "Then just ask him! It’s only one day! If he really likes you, he’ll make time."
Xu Qing: "……"
She wanted to die.
Mom, please, I was just bullshitting!
Xu Qing threw herself onto her desk, clutching her head in agony.
There was only one way out of this mess.
She had to ask Tang Song to pretend to be her boyfriend for one day.
But… would he even agree?!
She buried her face in her hands, mumbling:
"F***. I’m so screwed."