Chapter 67 Come on! Beautician friends!
Watching Wuling Hongguang disappear from sight, Tang Song was still recalling the hug just now, feeling a little regretful.
I acted a little stupid just now, I should have offered to give her a hug on the spot.
I have to say that Gao Mengting has a really good personality, is generous and natural, and is a very easy friend to get along with.
Immediately, Tang Song thought of Zhao Yaqian, a beautician friend.
Open the system interface and view the prop [Betting Agreement].
【Remaining time: 9 days】
On April 8th, I got this prop and mustered up the courage to make a beautician friend named Zhao Yaqian.
In the blink of an eye, 21 days have passed.
They turned from strangers into friends, chatting, skin care, eating and traveling.
Zhao Yaqian has a straightforward personality and is a bit naive. She never plays petty and is very kind to him.
Even if he was not greedy for her body, Tang Song also liked this friend very much.
It’s a pity that the other party never had any thoughts about him as a man or woman.
Tang Song couldn't help but think of what Zhao Yaqian said last time: "We will always be good friends, right?"
He was not a fool, so he naturally heard the subtext of this sentence.
Taking a deep breath, Tang Song got on the BMW 330 and set off for Yunsheng Square.
This time I went over to get a facial and talk to the beautician.
If she really doesn’t have that idea, then simply terminate the betting agreement and withdraw the betting money.
With the title "Popular Me", the 300,000 yuan in the "Betting Agreement" no longer has the same allure as before.
And without the constraints of this prop, the relationship between the two can be simpler.
…
After parking the car outside Yunsheng Square, Tang Song followed the bustling crowd and came to the familiar "Handmade Fried Skewers Shop".
I bought some of Zhao Yaqian’s favorite skewers and two cups of fruit tea.
We walked along the familiar pedestrian street for a while.
Tang Song raised his head, looked at the dark storefront and light signs, and frowned.
Yizi Beauty Salon usually closes after 9 o'clock, and even if it is closed, the light sign will always be on.
It’s only 8pm.
Tang and Song’s hearts skipped a beat, damn! Could it be that it just went bankrupt?
Picked up the phone and directly sent a voice call invitation to Zhao Yaqian.
“Deng-deng-deng--deng-deng-”
After waiting for a while, the call was finally connected.
"Hey, Brother Song, I'm here." Although she was trying her best to hide it, her voice was still a bit mummy. She must have cried just now.
It is indeed the case.
Tang Song pursed his lips and said softly: "Qianqian, are you okay?"
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and Zhao Yaqian's sobs sounded, "Brother Song... Yizi Beauty has... closed down, and your membership card... can't be refunded, I'm sorry."
Tang Song quickly comforted: "Don't Don't cry. It doesn't matter how big it is. Just change to another beauty shop and continue working. My membership card doesn't matter, as long as you continue to guide me."
There was a sound of blowing her nose from the receiver, and Zhao Yaqian choked for a while.
He said: "Before closing the store, the boss only paid me one month's salary, and he still owes me two months."
"Just this afternoon, all the equipment in the store was taken away. I only took a box of skin care products and a few small instruments."
"Brother Song, I'll give you some facial masks and essence later. I'm really sorry."
Tang Song said softly: "You don't need to say sorry, it's not your fault. If you want to blame it, blame your bastard boss."
"Yes! It's all that old bastard's fault! I'm so angry. Kill me!" Zhao Yaqian said angrily: "I and several other colleagues are going to apply for labor arbitration, but it may be difficult to get the money back. He is now in debt, and he was just a boss when he first joined the company..." Speaking of this evil boss who owed her wages, Zhao Yaqian couldn't stop complaining.
I didn’t care to cry anymore, and started to complain to Tang Song about the unfair treatment I had experienced in the past six months of working, and scolded my boss.
Tang Song stood outside the door of Yizi Beauty Salon, watching the people coming and going, and echoed a few words from time to time to comfort her.
More than ten minutes later.
Zhao Yaqian took a long breath and seemed to have finally recovered.
"Brother Song, I'm fine! Thank you for your understanding, and thank you for listening to my complaints for so long. My cousin worked overtime today, and it was very uncomfortable to hold it in alone. After telling you, I feel much better."
"You can call me if you encounter anything in the future." Tang Song turned around and walked toward the exit while carrying the fried skewers, and the cool evening breeze blew in his face.
"I... I'm not afraid of disturbing your work. After all, you are quite busy at ordinary times. It's not good for me to dump negative energy on you."
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Yaqian said in a low voice: "I don't know what to do next. Tomorrow is the May Day holiday. I will prepare hard in the past few days to find a job in a big beauty salon, one with five insurances. " Tang Song took a deep breath and encouraged: "There will be no downturns in life. Come on, my beautician friend. If you really can't find a job, you can come to me, I will support you."
"Pfft -" Zhao Yaqian laughed directly and said: "I am not easy to maintain. I spend thousands of dollars every month on skin care products, cosmetics, rent, and clothes!"
"It's only a few thousand dollars, which is too little."
“Brother Song, you are crazy! In the words of my cousin, raising me is harder than raising a mortgage.”
…
The two of them chatted like this, and Tang Song gradually walked to the center of Yunsheng Square.
People were coming and going around. Many people were holding up their mobile phones to broadcast live. There were also many young couples hugging, kissing and holding hands.
Tang Song stopped in place and said in a brisk tone: "Zhao Yaqian, do you have a crush on me? I mean the kind of boyfriend and girlfriend."
"Ah!" An exclamation came from the receiver, followed by a long silence and chaotic breathing.
Obviously, she was frightened by the sudden direct attack.
Tang Song looked up at the sky that looked like a huge blue satin, and smiled at the bright moon.
Since the advent of the game system, his life has been completely overturned and he has experienced a lot.
Appearance transformation, restraint and persistence, smile holding, cognitive awakening, buying a car and buying a house, unlocking the first phase of rewards, leaving your job, starting a business...
Growth is never about grandeur, but about precipitation and self-renewal after experience.
There is indeed a big difference between him now and him a month ago.
At least at this moment, he can say what he wants to say confidently and calmly.
On the phone, there was only the sound of breathing.
Tang Song asked: "Are you still there?"
"You are." The voice was small and astringent, accompanied by the sound of the tongue licking lips and teeth, "Brother Song...you..."
After waiting for a long time, she still didn't say why.
"It's so difficult, okay, I think I know the answer."
"I..."
Tang Song smiled and continued to move forward, "I'm just telling you this. Just wanted to make a quick confirmation. You should be very tired today, so have a good sleep."
"Bye..."
After hanging up the phone, Tang Song looked at the fried skewers and milk tea in his hands.
I took a photo and shared it with Zhao Yaqian.
Open the door and get in the car.
In the Tang and Song Dynasties, I took out a bunch of fried sweet potato skins and ate them. They were a little cold, but still very fragrant.
Leaning on the seat and eating a few skewers, Tang Song took out a wet wipe and wiped his hands.
I started the car and just about to set off, a crisp system prompt sounded in my ears.
"Ding! Condition 3 of the [Betting Agreement] has been reached! The current betting amount has expanded to 300,000 yuan."
Tang Song blinked, a little confused.
What’s going on?
The requirement for "obtaining Zhao Yaqian's favor" among the conditions is very strict. It must be the kind of favor between lovers. This cannot be faked.
Then why was she silent just now?
After struggling for a while, Tang and Song gave up their random thoughts.
This is also a good thing, at least it proves that the relationship between them has begun to deteriorate.
Thinking of Zhao Yaqian’s wine glass legs, Tang Song clicked on the music player happily.
Listen to the pleasant music and click to withdraw money.
“Ding——” the text message prompt sounded.
300,000 pairs of bets were successfully received.
(End of this chapter)