"Huff, huff—"

Sweat soaked through his quick-dry shirt as Tang Song gritted his teeth, feeling the pump and soreness in his back and arm muscles.

"Lower it a bit more. Bring your upper arms in contact with your sides."

"Your spine's misaligned, tighten your core."

…

"Your shoulder joints are starting to destabilize. Should I reduce the weight?"

"No need, I can finish."

"Don't push yourself too hard, little brother. You could hurt your muscles."

Tang Song exhaled, glancing at Wen Ruan, who had a faint smile on her face.

You have no idea how strong I am.

He opened the system interface, selected [Recovery Potion], and used it immediately.

Suddenly, a thick, sweet liquid filled his mouth. Tang Song gulped it down, and instantly, a cool sensation spread from his throat to his esophagus. He shivered slightly, but the fatigue in his body disappeared, and the soreness and swelling were gone. His energy surged to its peak as if he had just woken up from a perfect night's sleep, feeling completely refreshed.

"Clang, clang, clang—"

He swiftly completed the last set of 12 high pull-downs. Wiping the sweat off, Tang Song grabbed his water bottle and gulped.

"Today's workout is done. Thanks, Sister Wen Ruan."

"Looks like I underestimated you. Your explosive power and endurance are impressive." Wen Ruan arched her eyebrows, reached for his water bottle, and, under Tang Song's puzzled gaze, brought it to her rosy lips and took a sip.

A trickle of water escaped her lips, sliding down her fair chin and dripping onto her ample chest.

"I was thirsty and didn't feel like getting my water. You don't mind, right?" Wen Ruan licked her lips, her small, red tongue looking irresistibly seductive.

Facing her, Tang Song felt his nose itch.

Looking at this fitness coach who seemed to have stepped out of a Korean manhwa, he sincerely said, "Of course not."

…

Carrying her bag, Wen Ruan walked out of the gym door, humming softly as she entered the bright elevator lobby. She spun around, admiring her reflection in the elevator mirror.

I'm just that charming! There's no way an innocent little brother like him can handle me!

Entering the Light and Shadow Media offices, she placed her handbag down and tidied her scattered hair, securing it at the back of her head with a clip, revealing her long, fair neck.

"Wen Ruan." A male voice suddenly sounded close by.

She turned slightly, her earlier joy fading as she calmly replied, "Director Wang, is there something you need?" Chapters first released on ⓝovelFire.net

Director Wang smiled, leaning in closer. "Tomorrow's Sunday. I heard you're going cycling. Mind if I join? I've been feeling a bit out of shape lately, so I thought I'd get some exercise."

Wen Ruan moved aside, putting more distance between them. "Sorry, I have plans tomorrow and won't be able to go. But I can send you the route map if you like?"

"Never mind, maybe next time," Director Wang sighed and walked away.

This wasn't the first time Wen Ruan had turned him down. It was clear she wasn't interested.

As she watched him leave, Wen Ruan took a few deep breaths.

That Director Wang is like a walking biological bomb with his bad breath. I've reminded him a few times, but it's still strong!

Tang Song, on the other hand, has a fresh, natural breath even up close.

That's why I felt comfortable drinking from his water bottle.

Thinking about this made her blush slightly.

Even though she was well-versed in theory, it was her first time doing something like that.

…

30th floor, Yunxi Tower.

Songmei Fashion, General Manager's Office.

"Changyun Media's main business includes short video production and operation, live-streaming e-commerce, and influencer incubation. While the company isn't very large, its business performance is excellent. Their product categories cover accessories, children's clothing, and women's fashion, and they've had over 600,000 RMB in sales in a single day in their live-streams... Their women's fashion operation team would be perfect for us. According to the information from Bocai Yingrui, they're currently facing significant internal issues..."

Gao Mengting leaned against the desk, enthusiastically reporting the information from Bocai Yingrui to Tang Song.

As expected, Deju Renhe's involvement was impressive!

In just one day, they identified a target and initiated preliminary communication.

Tang Song closed the file in his hands and nodded. "Let's go with them if you think they're a good fit. We can schedule interviews for next week."

Hiring individual employees is indeed too troublesome. An established team like this is ideal—ready to work immediately.

With Deju Renhe involved, Tang Song trusted the team's capabilities without question.

"Alright, I'll contact Mr. Huo right away."

As Gao Mengting left, Tang Song felt a wave of relief.

The second phase of the system's task was finally nearing completion.

Once the company started profiting, he wondered what rewards the growth package would bring.

After pondering for a while, Tang Song leaned back in his chair and opened the Douyin app.

It had been several hours since he posted the video—time to check the results.

Current followers: 15,334.

Nice! That's an increase of nearly 5,000.

He opened the latest video and checked the details—over 50,000 likes and 6,000 comments.

The comments were overwhelmingly positive, focusing on his "hands," "large apartment," and "guitar."

Tang Song smiled, liking the witty remarks from the netizens.

Opening the system interface, he checked the details of his title [Popular Me].

Current cash reward: ¥499,000 (Total: ¥1,714,300)

Tang Song lightly stroked his chin.

Speaking of which, I earned this title when I reached 1,000 followers on Little Red Book.

But now, with 15,000 followers on Douyin, I still haven't received any reward.

This series of hidden tasks seems to be only completed on the Little Red Book platform.

Tang Song tapped the armrest of his chair, deciding he should get back to renovations and film another comparison video tomorrow.

…

After work.

Tang Song drove to Xingyue City.

Following the flow of people, he entered the LV store on the first floor.

Inside the spacious and luxurious store, everything was beautifully displayed—from classic handbags and wallets to fashionable accessories and clothing. Under the brilliant lights, the atmosphere was warm and inviting.

With the help of the sales assistant, Tang Song purchased a SPEEDY 35 handbag with a shoulder strap for ¥14,000.

It's one of LV's classic women's handbag series, made from iconic Monogram canvas. It's durable, lightweight, and versatile, with various carrying options. The large bag body features a zip closure with a padlock and rounded handles, making it highly practical.

It's perfect for Wen Ruan—ideal for travel, daily fitness, or work, covering all scenarios.

Next, with the sales assistant's help, he selected a CARRYALL Medium Bag for ¥21,000.

Also made from Monogram canvas, this one is larger and can hold a lot of items, such as clothes, shoes, and cosmetics.

It has a relaxed, chic look, perfect for tall girls to carry.

His beauty therapist friend would love it.

As Tang Song walked out of the store with two large LV gift bags, he turned quite a few heads.

Many girls couldn't help but glance back, their eyes filled with admiration.

This man is so handsome—how lucky the girl receiving these gifts must be!

Just as he was about to enter the elevator lobby, Tang Song's eyes caught sight of an Apple store.

He immediately stopped in his tracks.

Zhao Yaqian is currently using an iPhone XR, a second-hand one her cousin gave her at a low price.

It works fine, but the camera quality isn't great.

Like that leg photo, she sent last night—it didn't capture enough detail.

I need to get her a new phone to better appreciate her outfits.

Without hesitation, Tang Song walked into the store.

After a quick selection, he bought a silver iPhone 14 Pro with 1TB of storage for just over ¥10,000.

The camera quality was excellent, supporting macro and ultra-wide-angle shots.

He was sure she would use this phone to share even more detailed photos with him.

Driving his black BMW 330 out of Xingyue City's underground parking lot, Tang Song glanced up at the full moon, a big smile spreading.

Over the past two days, the voluptuous older sister Wen Ruan had left him deeply impressed, and with Zhao Yaqian occasionally sharing photos, he felt increasingly restless.

If he didn't do something tonight, he feared he might lose sleep like last night.

Beauty therapist friend, how will you handle tonight?

Not only do I want to see—I want to touch!