Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets

”First, moving from online to offline. HEYI STUDIO will be the main entity, opening direct-operated flagship stores in Yan City, Imperial City, Shanghai, and Shen City before the Spring Festival. These stores won’t be sales points, but brand experience centers—showcasing new products, VIP customization, designer salons—a closed loop of ’content co-creation + experiential retail’.

”Second, we need to shift from ’traffic-driven’ to ’technology-driven’.”

...

Tang Song continued speaking.

Yet the air in the meeting room gradually tightened.

He Yiyi and Gao Mengting were both startled by the big moves he proposed one after another.

According to Tang Song’s plan, the upcoming Songmei Clothing will no longer be just a ”celebrity MCN agency” or ”live-streaming e-commerce company.”

Online and offline interaction, AI-enabled supply chain, content co-creation, brand retail, user community management...

This whole set of logic is entirely evolving in the direction of a ”new fashion group.”

The question is, can they really achieve this?

Regarding this, Gao Mengting felt apprehensive, always thinking the steps were too big.

Although the team has expanded, core technical personnel, offline operation experience, AI implementation capabilities... these are still lacking.

Tang Song’s plans are certainly grand and wonderful, but on the execution level, they are bound to be fraught with challenges.

She glanced at Tang Song, wanting to ask but held back.

Unlike her caution and rationality, He Yiyi’s reaction was entirely different.

She was almost filled with ardor.

So excited that her entire body was trembling.

For a long time, she had learned a lot of ”insider” information about Tang Song from Qianqian and Xue.

So in her eyes, everything President Tang said was not ”wishful thinking,” but rather a ”prophecy” that was about to be fulfilled.

This uncontrollable anticipation made her gaze at Tang Song full of near-fanatical admiration and trust.

...

Three o’clock in the afternoon, Yan City Normal University.

Administrative building.

Jiang Yourong, with slightly erratic steps, walked out of the president’s office door, feeling as if her whole self had been coated with a shimmering light.

The task assigned by Chairman Jin, she managed it very smoothly.

When she placed the cooperation intent document stamped with the logos of TY Precision and Smile Holding in front of the school leaders, everything fell into place.

The president excitedly praised her face-to-face, calling her ”the school’s youngest leading figure in the discipline” and a key cultivation target for the future.

Not only did she easily secure the school-approved substantial funding for a special laboratory, but she also unexpectedly earned a precious recommendation for a subsequent key research project application to the Ministry of Education.

Taking a deep breath, she forcibly calmed her heart, which was frantically pounding with excitement.

She pulled out her phone and sent a simple notice in the laboratory’s WhatsApp group: ”@everyone, all lab members, meeting at 5 pm sharp.”

She was about to temporarily ”leave” due to the Xuanji Light Realm project, and might even directly join the enterprise for collaborative research.

This matter must be explained to the students in advance, arranging for follow-up academic guidance and a project transition.

Of course, this was also excellent news for the students, as they will have the chance to follow her and get a firsthand exposure to the nation’s top-tier research project systems, and may even have opportunities to intern or work at Xuanji Light Realm.

Having done all this, she proceeded downstairs, rode her pink and white electric scooter humming a tune and headed toward the computer science faculty building.

The warm winter afternoon sun shone on her, making her full-grown physique look even more alluring.

She had just ridden a few hundred meters.

”Screech—”

Her nose twitched, instinctively squeezing the brake.

Her burning gaze turned to her most frequented milk tea shop by the roadside.

She patted her soft little belly, her face full of struggle.

So hungry! So longing for something sweet!

The lunchtime ’chicken breast + vegetable salad’ diet meal had long since been metabolized completely by her body.

Additionally, she had a habit.

Afternoon tea equals happiness.

It could heighten dopamine levels and double efficiency.

It was her only joy to combat tedious research.

Just a cup... just one cup of milk tea... no sugar... should be... fine, right?

Once this thought arose, it became unstoppable.

But soon enough, Chairman Jin’s beautiful yet scrutinizing face surfaced in her mind.

She shook her head vigorously.

No way! Absolutely no way! Must lose weight!

Today was only her second day of resolutely deciding to lose weight, she absolutely couldn’t break the resolution so easily!

All these years, she had indeed let herself go too much.

Moreover, she was about to re-enter the corporate environment, and might have to serve as Tang Song’s ”assistant” in some capacity. She needed to adjust her state quickly, no longer behaving casually as before.

[I, Jiang Yourong, would rather starve to death, drop dead outside, leap from here, than eat a piece of dessert or drink a sip of milk tea!]

Gritting her teeth, she turned the ignition and accelerated without looking back.

Arriving at the foot of the faculty building, locking her scooter, she walked upstairs.

Students greeted her here and there along the way.

She smiled and responded kindly to each, her manner gentle and poised.

Even though she almost wavered for milk tea just now, she remained the most graceful ”research goddess” on campus.

She pushed open the laboratory door.

First, Jiang Yourong went to her workstation, turned on the computer, and pulled up those internal files regarding the Xuanji Light Realm project background and technical requirements sent by Shangguan Qiuya in the morning, preparing to print them for detailed study.