Chapter 557: Encounter in Autumn
After a while, Shangguan Qiuya slowly raised his head.
What caught the eye was Tang Song holding the stockings, his eyes soft and calm.
He did not seem angry, and there was even a hint of joy in his eyes, as if he was quite satisfied with this "gift".
Shangguan Qiuya was in a daze for a moment.
This Mr. Tang, who has always been cold and rational, has always been a more inaccessible existence in her heart than Director Jin.
That deep-rooted awe made her plan the worst ending countless times before a mission.
I didn’t expect that the reality would be so... dramatic.
The atmosphere has relaxed a little.
Shangguan Qiuya bent down slightly and said in a respectful tone: "Mr. Tang, then I won't disturb your rest."
Tang Song put down the silk stockings in his hands and looked at her with gentle eyes: "Thank you for your hard work, Shangguan. It's quite late now, why don't you come with me?" Sleeping here for one night? There are many empty rooms."
"Ah - no, no need, Mr. Tang!"
Her eyes widened for a moment, and her ears turned red, "I have already booked a hotel, it is nearby."
Tang Song smiled and said without any further persuasion, "Okay, wait a moment, I'll get something."
"Okay." Shangguan Qiuya nodded quickly and watched as his back disappeared behind the door.
Finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The "psychological shadow" left by the past Mr. Tang on her was too profound.
So that every time she faced him, she felt like she had to be careful even when breathing.
But one thing to say, Mr. Tang is really handsome now!
Broad shoulders and narrow waist, strong figure, clean and refreshing, jawline as clear as a sculpture.
If it were put on the screen, it would not be inferior to those popular male stars.
Although Mr. Tang was very handsome in the past, he really didn’t pay enough attention to his own image. Whether it was dressing, hairstyle, or body management, he was very casual.
With his appearance now, matched with his "god-level core", he is simply a perfect male god.
He and Director Jin are truly a match made in heaven.
Looking forward to the moment when they stand together again.
While Shangguan Qiuya was having sex, the sound of footsteps came again.
The stockings in Tang and Song’s hands have disappeared, replaced by a beautiful picture frame.
It is slightly larger than A4 paper and is extremely elegantly framed.
"Help me take this back and give it to you, Director Jin."
Shangguan Qiuya quickly took it with both hands, looked down at the content in the frame, and couldn't help but wince.
The above is a sketch of Director Jin, Liu Xie Rusheng.
Wearing iconic business attire, her long brown hair is tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a few strands of broken hair hang down on both sides of her face.
A pair of eyes are deep and bright, as if they can penetrate the drawing paper and reach the human heart.
The whole picture is full of delicate emotions, and every detail is vividly depicted.
Shangguan Qiuya couldn't help but hold her breath, and her voice was filled with unconcealable excitement: "Okay, Mr. Tang, I will hand it over to Director Jin personally!"
She could imagine how happy Director Jin would be after seeing this sketch.
Tang Song patted her shoulder with a bright smile on his face.
"Thank you, Shangguan. Speaking of which, the first time we met was probably in October 2016. In the blink of an eye, it has been 7 years since Imperial Smile Investment. You have matured a lot and become a lot better than you were then."
Of the 3 times he has received [Light Feather of Memory], the first one has the shortest time span and the clearest memory.
I was also deeply impressed by Shangguan Qiuya, Jiang Yourong, Qin Yingxue and others.
When Shangguan Qiuya heard this, her lips trembled slightly, and her eyes suddenly felt sour, "Thank you, Mr. Tang, for your recognition. I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly."
Those dusty memories came flooding back.
Of course she remembers the first time she saw Tang and Song.
I also remember how energetic and talented the 18-year-old Mr. Tang was.
He stood there, like a beam of light, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.
The elevator slowly goes down.
Shangguan Qiuya leaned against the smooth metal wall, her heartbeat gradually calmed down, the flush on her face faded, and she returned to her usual calmness and elegance.
Ding The elevator door slowly opened at B1.
“Click, click, click—” footsteps sounded.
"Ms. Shangguan!" The waiting driver quickly opened the rear door.
Shangguan Qiuya did not get in the car immediately, but first put the carefully packaged sketch into the car to ensure that it would not be crushed or damaged.
Then, he bent down and sat in, his movements calm and neat.
"Go to Lanfeng International Hotel." Her voice was calm and clear.
"Received."
The Maybach started and drove out of the underground parking lot smoothly.
The neon lights of the city spilled in through the car windows, reflecting mottled light and shadow on the glass.
The night breeze penetrated through the slightly opened gap, bringing a hint of autumn coolness.
Shangguan Qiuya picked up the phone and dialed Director Jin’s number.
"Hey, Director Jin, the task you assigned has been completed."
"Oh?" Secretary Jin's voice was slightly raised, "Tell me in detail!"
Shangguan Qiuya lowered her voice and described her operation of "throwing out the stockings", and then added Tang and Song's reactions.
Secretary Jin chuckled and said: "Very good, Shangguan, you did a great job, I am very satisfied."
"Thank you, Director Jin, for the compliment." Shangguan Qiuya was a little flattered.
This is the first time Director Kim has praised her in such an appreciative tone.
Secretary Jin paused and continued: "Since you have arrived in Yancheng, let's take care of the things there."
"Okay, Director Jin." Shangguan Qiuya replied immediately, "I have already contacted her about Jiang Yourong, and we will meet formally tomorrow."
"Yes." Secretary Jin's voice was slightly deep, as if he was thinking about something.
After a while, she added: "There is also the matter of Tian Chengye Jinxiu Trading shares. You registered a shell company to acquire his shares. Before Tian Jing's birthday, take this company Tell Mr. Tang about the situation of the company. Think of it as a birthday gift I prepared for him."
"Understood, I will make arrangements immediately." Shangguan Qiuya nodded seriously, his eyes narrowed.
Hang up the phone.
Shangguan Qiuya leaned on the seat, her eyes flickering, knowing that Director Jin was in a very good mood now.
Originally, the shares in Tian Chengye’s hands were a tool used by Secretary Jin to beat and train Xiaojing.
However, after this small interaction, Director Jin seemed to have given up some methods and switched to a gentler way to deal with Xiaojing.
Thinking of that weird little Jing.
Shangguan Qiuya couldn’t help but chuckle and shake her head.
Xiaojing obviously hasn’t realized what kind of “opponent” she is really facing.
Not only is Director Jin’s concern, but Ouyang Xianyue’s shadow is also looming behind the crisis of Huineng Electronics.
October 21, 2023, Saturday, sunny to cloudy, 11~22C.
Tang Song opened his eyes, and his eyes first fell on the black stockings beside the pillow.
The corners of his mouth slowly raised into a smile.
With the sound of bank account arrival on your mobile phone, a new day officially begins.
Wake up, exercise, shower, and style your hair, all in a meticulous process.
Then he walked into the cloakroom.
Adjust the phone holder and lighting, and start recording today’s “account material”.
The number of Douyin fans is about to exceed 400,000. Today he plans to record a cross-dressing video in the "cloakroom of a mansion".
The first piece of material: He walked into the picture wearing white loose short-sleeves and baggy sports shorts.
The second piece of material: Use your comic hand to gently block the camera.
The third piece of material: When the camera became clear again, he had changed into a high-end suit. His shirt, cufflinks, and watch were all exquisite, his shoulder lines were sharp, and his whole person had a noble temperament.
With clean transitions, fast pace, and popular BGM, a short video that is enough to attract fans is completed.
Although she didn’t show her face during the whole process, every detail in the video can be called an eye-catching weapon.
The sum of these elements is a catalyst for explosive products.
After cutting the video, send it to Douyin.
Tang Song looked at the time, stretched, put on [An Encounter in Autumn], and walked out.
The autumn morning light has already brightened.
It’s still early in the world, and the mountains and rivers are already autumn.
There is an icy chill in the air.
The leaves on both sides of the street have been dyed golden and orange. Occasionally, a gust of wind will pass by, and a few leaves will fall.
Tang and Song walked leisurely through the streets in the early morning, stepping lightly on the scattered branches and leaves.
The sun slanted on the side of his face, outlining the perfect contours.
Occasionally, when a young lady passes by, she can’t help but stop and stare at his figure blankly,
unable to recover for a long time.
Infinite imagination wells up in my heart.
After walking for a long time, Tang Song randomly found a breakfast stall with good business.
When queuing up to order food.
The little girl in charge of ordering was hesitant and couldn’t speak clearly.
Her face was flushed, and she peeked at him from the corner of her eye from time to time, trying to hide her inner panic.
Tang Song had a warm smile on his face.
Ordered a drawer of steamed buns, a bowl of spicy soup, and two tea eggs.
I saw a stall selling roujiamo next to me, so I bought another one.
As his physical fitness improved, his appetite became particularly large.
These are just right for breakfast.
After sitting down, Tang Song took a bite of the crispy meat bun, and the familiar fragrance filled his lips and teeth.
Tang Song hesitated for a moment, picked up his phone, took a photo, and sent it to Qiuqiu.
Recently, this female designer seems to have no more nightmares.
However, the growth rate of [Dream Flower Seeds] is still very fast, which means that it should be very useful to help her "treat" her frigidity.
Zhuxi Community.
In the dim bedroom, the curtains were not opened, and only the dim light of the mobile phone screen shone.
Qiuqiu sat on the bedside with her hands on her hands, holding her mobile phone tightly in her hand, staring at the screen without blinking, her fingertips constantly sliding and typing, as if engaged in a silent battle.
With the debut of Heyi Live Broadcast Room yesterday, HEYISTUDIO caused heated discussions in a small area.
Naturally, some people noticed the "brand development" of the Tang and Song Dynasties in the Little Red Book.
The superposition of the two can be regarded as attracting traffic for him.
Old fans have gradually come to know that HEYISTUDIO is actually the brand of the big anchor He Yiyi, and they are all in a state of excitement and excitement.
At the same time, many sunspots were naturally born.
She has successfully sneaked into the two "April" fan groups.
Today is the weekend and she does not have to go to work, so she has been working as a "tap water" since before 6 o'clock in the morning, and has been "working" intensively for almost two hours.
I didn’t even bother to eat, and I didn’t even change my clothes.
Not only actively speaking in the group, leading discussions, but also patrolling the Xiaohongshu account in April.
When she sees someone criticizing April, she jumps out; when she sees someone complimenting her, she immediately likes and reposts it;
She reads every April-related note in Xiaohongshu carefully and actively interacts with it.
“Ding dong—” the WeChat notification sounded suddenly.
Immediately afterwards, two messages popped up:
[Tang and Song Dynasty: Roujiamo.jpg]
[Tang and Song Dynasty: "Okay It's not as delicious as the one you brought me before, maybe it's a psychological effect?"]
Seeing this news, her heart skipped a beat and she sat up straight, her long orange-brown hair beating.
Clicked on the chat box, bit his lip gently, and started typing a reply: "Okay, I will bring you a copy that Monday. You can tell me in advance if you want to add anything."
Take a deep breath and click send.
Then, she stared at the phone screen without blinking, waiting for Tang Song's reply.
After a while.
"Buzz buzz——"
[Tang Song: "Okay, then I want the Grand Slam, the most luxurious version."]
Qiuqiu's eyes slightly raised, she crossed her legs, and began to type and chat with him in deep thought.
She is very bad at communicating with people. Every time she chats with Tang and Song, she has to consider every word repeatedly and even rehearse the conversation several times.
Afraid of saying the wrong thing or making him unhappy.
In fact, this happens not only to Tang and Song Dynasty, but also occasionally when chatting with colleagues and classmates.
But in the eyes of the other party, he is relatively unkind, cold, and distant.
She also knows this problem, but unfortunately she can’t change it.
[Tang Song: "You just got up, go to eat too, bye. (#hug)"]
Seeing the other party's last expression, an unnatural blush appeared on Qiuqiu's face.
She rubbed the hem of her bottoming shirt vigorously with her fingers, struggle flashed across her face,
She had the urge to hug him back, but in the end she didn't dare.
Just whispered back: "Okay, bye."
Putting down the phone, Cheng Qiuqiu sat on the bed and relaxed for a few seconds.
But soon, she got up to change clothes, wash up, and fix her hair.
The whole figure seems to have been injected with new energy, becoming full and vivid.
Open the door and step into the living room.
A figure came into view.
Qiuqiu paused, a panicked look flashing across his face.
Gao Mengting is sitting in the living room, wearing casual clothes, listening to music on a Bluetooth headset, and holding a book "Norwegian Wood" in her hand.
"Senior, morning."
Hear the sound.
Gao Mengting put down her book, raised her head and said, "Morning, Qiuqiu, I brought you breakfast, eat it while it's hot."
"Thank you, senior sister." Qiuqiu lowered her head, her voice was very soft.
Gao Mengting took off her headphones, stood up and came to her side, patting her shoulder, "Thank you. I have worked hard on you in the past few days. Now the visual recognition system has been completed. Please don't work overtime recently and have a good rest."
"Yeah." Qiuqiu nodded, not daring to look directly into Gao Mengting's eyes.
Just now I was having a "hot chat" with my senior's boyfriend, but now I suddenly face my senior's concern, and I feel so guilty that I can't express it in words.
She also knew that what she was doing was wrong, but she just couldn't control it.
After sitting down at the dining table.
Gao Mengting smiled and said: "Didn't you make an appointment with Gao Junfeng to buy a motorcycle today? What time did he say he would pick you up?"
"It was after 9 o'clock."
Gao Mengting blinked and said jokingly: "You two are quite destined. We used to be neighbors,
We are alumni of the university, and they are all in Yancheng after graduation. Now that he wants to buy a motorcycle, could he be targeting you? "
"No, senior sister." Qiuqiu shook her head quickly, with a hint of panic in her serious tone: "He bought it because the leader liked it. We are just ordinary friends, and you also know my situation."
Her voice became lower and lower, as if she was afraid of being heard.
She used to not care much about her frigidity, but now for some reason, she felt particularly uncomfortable.
"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this."
Gao Mengting quickly interrupted the conversation and started chatting with her about entertainment gossip.
9:30 am.
"Ding-ding-ding-" the phone rang.
Qiuqiu glanced at the caller message and quickly answered the phone, "Hello, Brother Junfeng."
"Oh, okay, I'll be down later."
"Bye."
After hanging up the phone, she let out a breath, got up and walked to the closet.
Because she wanted to help test drive a motorcycle, she changed into something casual and sporty.
An oversize sweatshirt, paired with black pencil pants, sneakers, and finally a Su Yu-style baseball cap.
After everything was done, I looked at the time, picked up my messenger bag and went downstairs.
Pushing open the unit door, a familiar figure came into view.
Wearing a gray casual suit and white sneakers, he is tall, thin, and handsome. He looks like a "senior male protagonist" in a TV series.
"Brother Junfeng." Qiuqiu showed a slight smile, his tone was natural but distant.
They have known each other for more than ten years, from neighborhood neighbors to university alumni, and later they both stayed in Yancheng to develop, and they are very familiar with each other.
Because of this, she also knows very well what distance there should be between each other.
To prevent the other party from misunderstanding.
"Good morning, Qiuqiu." Gao Junfeng smiled brightly, "This outfit suits you very well today. It looks very comfortable."
"Thank you." Qiuqiu smiled and said nothing more.
"Let's go, get in the car."
Gao Junfeng waved, walked towards a black Audi A6L, opened the passenger door in a gentlemanly manner, and made a "please" gesture.
Qiuqiu nodded, took off her crossbody bag, bent down and sat in.
The movements are neat, the curves of the hips are charming, and the long legs are particularly outstanding when wrapped in black pants.
The whole person exudes a charm that is hard to ignore.
Gao Junfeng stood outside the car, his eyes staying on her for a few more seconds, a trace of passion flashing in his eyes.
"Bang Yi—" The car door closed.
The Audi A6L started slowly and drove out of the gate of the community.
Gao Junfeng held the steering wheel and was casually concerned about Qiuqiu's recent work, with confidence and calmness on his face.
The recent period can be said to be the highlight of his life.
While other students are still trying to integrate into the workplace, he is already at home in Zhongcheng Group as an assistant to the vice president.
For example, this Audi car is allocated to senior executives by the company.
After he opened his mouth, the vehicle management department immediately approved it and gave him a "temporary allocation of vehicles."
At this time, I was carrying a beautiful girl, and I had a feeling of "the spring breeze is so proud of the horse's hoof, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day".
In fact, he originally proposed that Qiuqiu drive his Suzuki GSX250 to pick up the car.
But this cold girl refused without hesitation.
He is already used to this.
He has known each other since Cheng Qiuqiu was 13 years old.
I know that she is different from ordinary girls and is extremely repellent to male contact.
So I gave up after quietly chasing for a while.
Later, when he went to college, he became a popular figure in the school and a school idol. There were too many outstanding girls around him.
He gradually let go of his obsession with being a rich second generation, a top student, and a successful eldest sister.
After all, his ideal partner is a Bai Fumei like Qin Hua or Tian Jing, with a strong financial background and high emotional intelligence, who can help him pave the way and gain points in upper-class society.
In contrast, although Cheng Qiuqiu looks stunning, he comes from an ordinary background and has a cold personality.
Born in a rural area, my father died young and my mother ran a small shop.
Once they are really together, they are destined to drag him down.
However, he admitted that this face and figure are really fragrant.
Cheng Qiuqiu’s temperament is like a piece of uncarved ice jade. The colder she is, the more she wants to conquer.
Especially today’s outfit, the lines, temperament, and bone structure are all so perfect that no flaws can be found.
His eyes could not help but linger between the profile of her face and the curve of her legs.
Regardless of the future, if we can maintain a "warm and ambiguous state of aloofness", it would be just the right kind of enjoyment.
Thinking of this, Gao Junfeng subconsciously licked his lips and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep."
Cheng Qiuqiu frowned and reminded calmly: "Brother Junfeng, the light is green."
"Oh, oh." Gao Junfeng quickly recovered, released the brake, stepped on the accelerator, and drove away from the intersection.
More than ten minutes later.
Audi A6L slowly drove into the Hengda dealership.
After parking the car, the two of them walked into the door of the car dealership together.
What strikes the eye is a wide and bright space, luxuriously decorated, with metal and glass interlaced, and rows of brand-new motorcycles neatly parked inside.
The light shines on the car body, shining with a cold light unique to machinery.
Because it was the weekend, there were many people in the exhibition hall and the atmosphere was warm.
With the sound of "ta-da-da" footsteps, a female salesperson walked up quickly with a decent professional smile on her face.
"Hello, you two, do you need anything?"
Gao Junfeng took out his ID card and handed it over, "I'm here to pick up the car. I made a reservation before. This is my ID card. "Okay, please wait."
The female salesperson took the ID card and led the two of them to the counter.
After a few quick operations on the computer, he raised his head and said with a smile: "Mr. Gao, you are booking the 2023 Honda CM500, right?"
"Well, that's right."
Cheng Qiuqiu said in a surprised voice, "Isn't it CM300?"
Gao Junfeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly and chuckled: "I forgot to tell you, I originally wanted to buy the CM300 you recommended, but after thinking about it, I just decided to do it in one step."
Cheng Qiuqiu was a little worried and said: "CM500 has a larger displacement. You are a novice, so you will have control pressure."
"Haha." Gao Junfeng shook his head nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter, just get familiar with it."
Cheng Qiuqiu moved his lips, but stopped talking.
A few minutes later, the order printing was completed.
The female salesperson smiled and said: "You have enjoyed a discount of 3,000 yuan. The balance of 58,800 yuan has been settled. You only need to pay another 7,400 yuan, which covers purchase tax and insurance. Insurance and licensing fees. Take a look, if there is no problem, I will go through the process."
Gao Junfeng glanced at the reservation order, "No problem."
"The payment success prompt sounded.
The female salesperson smiled brightly: "Mr. Gao, you can wait in the rest area for a while, and we will handle the departure procedures for you immediately. However, because there are many customers today, it may take a while."
Hearing this.
Gao Junfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly chuckled: "By the way, are you, Manager Zhang, here? I am Gao Junfeng from Zhongcheng Group. I asked him to help me book the car. I want to say thank you personally."
The expression on the female salesperson’s face suddenly became more vivid, "Oh, it turns out you are a friend of Manager Zhang! Wait a moment, I will go and take a look."
"Yeah." Gao Junfeng nodded lightly and sat down on the sofa.
A few minutes later, the female salesperson returned with a smile and said enthusiastically: "Mr. Gao, our manager Zhang is in a meeting, but we have specifically told you to give priority to arranging the car departure process. The formalities have been jumped in line."
"Thank you."
"You are too polite. "The female salesperson looked at the two of them, "What do you want to drink? We have coffee, tea, and juice here."
"Coffee." Gao Junfeng looked at Qiuqiu, "What about you? Qiuqiu."
"I'll just drink hot water."
Soon, two drinks were delivered.
The female salesperson politely left, leaving the two of them sitting quietly in the rest area.
Gao Junfeng took a leisurely sip of coffee, deliberately tilted his head to look at Qiuqiu, and said in a relaxed tone: "That's how you do things when you have to do it. Only when you have some connections can you advance. Hengda Motorcycle Dealer is the largest motorcycle dealer in Yan Province. I I have a good relationship with their sales manager Zhang Wen'an. If you want to replace a car in the future, you can contact me directly to ensure a good price and considerate service." When he said this, there was an obvious look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Two days ago, he received a call from Manager Zhang, telling him that the car had been paid for in full and that Mr. Wang would arrange it himself.
Without even saying a word, he got a motorcycle worth nearly 60,000 yuan for nothing.
This is the benefit of power. You can have resources without any effort.
"Okay, thank you, Brother Junfeng."
However, what disappointed him was that Cheng Qiuqiu did not react with admiration or shock.
Still looking as cold as snow.
Gao Junfeng was stunned, as if the carefully arranged stage suddenly lost its audience.
It hurts!
He frowned slightly, put down the coffee cup, and changed his tone to a more "intimate" tone: "No need to be polite to me, we have known each other for so many years, and I am your closest friend. I will always treat you as my sister, and I will live in the future.
If you have any questions at work, you can come to me at any time. ”
As he spoke, he deliberately turned sideways and got closer, as if he wanted to use the close distance to create a little "warm tension".
Unfortunately, it still has little effect.
Gao Junfeng let out a breath, stood up and said, "There is a CM500 in the showroom. How about we go see the car first? You can teach me how to operate it."
"Well, okay."
Cheng Qiuqiu nodded and followed him towards the depths of the exhibition hall.
The combination of handsome men and beautiful women is an eye-catching configuration.
The two walked side by side through the display aisle, and many eyes quietly focused on it.
Gao Junfeng stood beside Qiuqiu, with one hand in his pocket, walking calmly and confidently.
I don’t know what an opponent is.
He turned slightly sideways, looked at Qiuqiu's cold profile, and was about to say something.
At the entrance of the exhibition hall, there was suddenly an inconspicuous restlessness.
The crowd’s eyes were drawn by some invisible aura, and they turned their heads one after another.
Gao Junfeng noticed something strange, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then paused.
Cheng Qiuqiu also looked over, and then his whole body seemed to be frozen, staring blankly in that direction.
Brown leather shoes hit the marble floor, and the Adam's apple is looming under the caramel turtleneck sweater.
With leisurely steps and a gentle expression, he walked slowly from the entrance of the exhibition hall.
The sunlight shines from the glass wall on the side, which perfectly outlines his tall figure and clean outline.
It’s like a scene from a literary movie, using the cleanest lens to zoom in on the quietest rhythm.
Qiuqiu’s heart tightened instantly, and she even missed half a beat of breath.
Unlike the past, where people wore suits and leather shoes, and were full of elite style, today’s Tang and Song Dynasties look gentle and restrained,
There is a literary and artistic temperament in their laziness.
It’s as gentle as the beam of light by the window of a corner cafe under the autumn sunshine.
If it were at school, he must be the young man hiding in the corner of the library reading quietly;
If in love, he must be the boyfriend who takes care of every detail, is serious and patient;
If you get married, he must be a husband who is down-to-earth, caring for the family, gentle and firm, and willing to protect you from wind and rain.