Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 1563 - 551: The Path to Branding (Part 4)

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Around 9 a.m.

Cloud Stream Building, Songmei Clothing.

"Qiuqiu, morning."

"Morning."

"Good morning!"

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The office gradually filled with the enthusiastic greetings of colleagues.

Cheng Qiuyu responded one by one, having gradually adapted to this environment and learned to express goodwill in the simplest way.

Sitting down at her desk, she opened the computer and logged into the internal collaboration platform.

A new message popped up: "Initial requirements regarding the packaging design proposal for [HEYI STUDIO]."

Attached were reference images of competitors’ packaging, a logistics cost analysis table, and user survey data.

Cheng Qiuyu carefully browsed through them for a while.

Her finger lightly slid across the digital tablet, thoughts quickly transforming into sketches.

Having a complete "visual recognition system" made the design of the packaging much easier.

She already had some ideas prior.

10:30 a.m.

"Ding dong—" the WeChat notification sounded.

[Brother Junfeng: "Qiuqiu, are you free this weekend?"]

Cheng Qiuyu pressed her lips together and replied, "If I’m not working overtime, I should be free. What’s up?"

[Brother Junfeng: "Our company leaders have recently taken an interest in motorcycles, and I’m planning to buy one too, occasionally accompanying them for rides. You know a lot about this area; can you recommend one for me and accompany me to pick it up this weekend?"]

Upon seeing the message, Cheng Qiuyu hesitated for a moment before replying, "Sure, send me the budget and your needs, and I’ll find time to help you choose."

She knew that Gao Junfeng was now the assistant to the vice president of Zhongcheng Group, with a bright future ahead, and buying a motorcycle was for expanding his network and social circle.

As a friend, it’s only right to help him.

But for some reason, she felt a bit uneasy inside.

[Brother Junfeng: "OK, I’ll send it to you later."]

At this moment, footsteps approached.

"Tap tap tap—"

Cheng Qiuyu looked up and saw Sun Youguang from the finance department walk over.

"Qiuqiu, President Tang finished the meeting and wants you to go to his office."

"Oh, okay." Cheng Qiuyu quickly nodded, picked up the prepared USB drive from the desk, and headed to the president’s office.

Yesterday morning, Tang Song gave her a task.

To organize the [HEYI STUDIO] brand’s visual recognition system into a 3:4 ratio promotional album, with each page annotated with usage scenarios and design logic.

"Knock knock knock—"

"Come in."

That familiar magnetic voice made her heart involuntarily race.

Opening the door, Cheng Qiuyu immediately saw Tang Song sitting behind the desk.

A sense of indescribable joy surged within her.

It seemed as long as she saw him, even without saying anything, she felt assured and happy.

"Come over, Qiuqiu." Tang Song waved her over.

"Mm." She gently responded, walked closer to the desk, and handed over the USB drive, "Here is the visual recognition system material you requested, I’ve organized it all."

"You’ve worked hard."

Tang Song took the USB drive and inserted it into the computer.

Qiuyu hesitated for a moment, bit her lip, but still moved to his side, slightly bending over, and softly pointed at the screen, "It’s this folder."

As she approached, a faint warm fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose. Tang Song subtly glanced at her more than once.

The loose long-sleeve T-shirt could still hardly conceal the ample curves of her chest under her D-cup, while the tight pants perfectly accentuated the full curves of her hips.

She quietly stood aside, from the soft shoulder line to the slender ankles, each curve seemed perfectly placed.

Noticing Tang Song’s warm gaze, a hint of unease flashed in Cheng Qiuyu’s eyes, as she instinctively lowered her head slightly.

Tang Song smiled, his left hand naturally reached out and gently rested on her slim waistline.

Cheng Qiuyu’s body shivered slightly, her cheeks blushing deeper, and her full lips moved slightly, but she didn’t actually say anything.

This was him helping her adapt to intimate contact between opposite sexes, a treatment for frigidity and psychological issues, with ample reasons.

Feeling the softness of Qiuyu’s waist.

Tang Song opened the folder and began browsing.

His eyebrows rose higher the more he looked, a satisfied smile gradually appearing in his gaze.

A total of 8 images.

From the evolution of the logo, color systems, font specifications to auxiliary graphics applications, everything was complete.

Moreover, it was extremely aesthetically pleasing, with attention to detail.

Noticing Tang Song’s slight hand movements and the increasingly ambiguous atmosphere.

Qiuyu’s heartbeat echoed in her ears, instinctively shifting the topic, "President Tang, are you planning to use these design images for a client presentation?"

"Not entirely." Tang Song shook his head, his fingers at her waist lightly brushed unintentionally, "I’m planning to synchronize our brand’s complete journey on Little Red Book, inviting the netizens to participate and witness together."

"Little Red Book?" Cheng Qiuyu was slightly startled, then a hint of curiosity flashed in her eyes, "Then... can I see your account? If you need other styles of images in the future, I can adjust the design based on Little Red Book’s tone, perhaps better matching your content."

Tang Song nodded gladly, "Of course, I’ll send you the ID on WeChat later."

His next post was about detailing and showcasing this visual recognition system from HEYI STUDIO, enhancing the netizens’ sense of involvement and participation.

Future storytelling of the brand will also require a lot of visual material, having Qiuyu, this original designer, directly participate will undoubtedly enhance efficiency and quality greatly.

The two of them looked at the images in the office for quite some time.

Until HR knocked on the door, only then did Qiuyu leave.

Just returned to her workstation, she received a message from Tang Song on WeChat.

"April?" She softly read the name, a ripple appearing in her heart.

Quickly picking up her phone, she entered the ID in the search box on Little Red Book.

Soon found the corresponding account.

Seeing the number of followers and the description, a look of astonishment appeared on her face.

What? Tang Song was actually a little influencer? And he was listening to advice for transformation?

This feeling was like discovering an idol’s hidden identity, a mix of shock and excitement.

Soon, she found Tang Song’s first note, looking at the images and content.

Her eyes widened, her mouth slightly opened.

[Disappointed in my 25-year-old self, seeking transformation, listening to advice]

Holding her breath, she read through one by one.

Increasingly shocked and admiring.

During this process, an ID account caught her attention.

[Su Yu’s April]

Clearly, the person was a fan of Su Yu and Tang Song.

This account was exceptionally active in Tang Song’s comment section, with almost every note having her presence, witty comments, high numbers of likes, and had even created a fan group, subtly becoming a "fan leader."

As a seasoned fan circle member, Qiuyu sensed the vibe of "kindred spirits" and her eyes lit up.

Decisively clicked to follow, messaged directly: "Hello, I’m a loyal fan of April, can I join the fan group?"