Chapter 559 Bus Hot Pot Fengzi (Update)
The Ducati V4s stopped slowly, the roar of the engine still echoing in my ears.
Lying on the back of Tang and Song Dynasty, Qiuqiu felt like waking up from a dream.
He panicked and let go of Tang Song's waist, and nimbly turned over and got out of the car.
Her body is extremely flexible, and she has a good foundation in dancing. Her movements are pleasing to the eye, and she is as light as a cat.
Tang Song took off his helmet, looked at Qiuqiu who was standing there awkwardly, and said with a smile: "How is it? My skills are good, right?"
"Very, very professional." Qiuqiu's eyes drifted into the distance, the tips of her ears turned red, "Much better than me."
"Would you like to test drive? Your skills are not bad."
As he spoke, Tang Song's eyes inadvertently glanced at her tight pencil pants.
I have to say that this designer friend has a really good figure.
Although it is not too exaggerated, it has long legs and a standard cartoon figure.
The first impression Tang and Song had of her was the scene of Qiuqiu riding a motorcycle.
Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, her eyes evasive and said, "Just wait until you get the cards right. Anyway, there will be a chance in the future. I'll go to the bathroom first."
After saying that, Qiuqiu lowered her head, held her crossbody bag tightly, and almost ran away from the scene.
Follow the sign and walk into the women's restroom, and then the cubicle door lock "clicks".
Qiuqiu’s breathing became rapid.
His voice still lingers in my ears: "Hold me tight, sit tight."
And the temperature of his back, the lines of his muscles, and the residual heat in his palms all intertwine into an indescribable throbbing.
It took a while.
She patted her heart and slowly sat down on the toilet.
He lowered his head, looked at the tiny marks on the clothes, and bit his lip hard.
This is the second time, and the reaction is much more violent than the last time.
For her, this feeling rarely occurs.
I recall the throbbing and warmth that spread from my waist and abdomen all the way to the top of my heart.
Qiuqiu tightened her legs tightly.
I was so ashamed that I could hardly raise my head, and at the same time, I felt unspeakable joy in my heart.
Because this proves that her illness is indeed improving.
Qiuqiu quickly dealt with it and walked out of the compartment.
When I came to the sink, I took some cold water and slapped it on my face, trying to cool down my hot skin.
A few minutes later, when she slowly returned to the exhibition hall.
Tang Song has taken off his riding equipment. Because of his helmet, his hair is slightly messy, which makes him look even more lazy and relaxed.
Looks very much like the male protagonist in a certain luxury brand advertising blockbuster.
Their eyes met, and the corners of Tang and Song’s mouths rose. Qiuqiu quickly looked away and stood in front of him.
"It will take half a day to transfer the license plate. It's almost noon now. Let's go to dinner? Is there anything you want to eat?"
Although today is Saturday, some vehicle management offices are still working, but there are more people. Even if Hengda Automobile Dealership has internal channels, it will take 5 or 6 hours to get it done.
Qiuqiu whispered: "What do you want to eat, I will listen to you."
"Okay, let's go, I will take you to eat delicious food." Tang Song chuckled lightly and said nothing more.
Qiuqiu whispered "Yes", and the two walked out side by side.
Tang Song took out his mobile phone to check the route, and suddenly smiled and said: "There is a direct bus, and it will be there soon.
How about we take the bus?"
Qiuqiu took the certificate and nodded: "Okay."
The bus arrived soon.
At noon on the weekend, there were many people on the bus and there were no empty seats.
Qiuqiu swiped the bus code twice and stood side by side with Tang Song in the middle of the carriage.
She held the ring with one hand and the crossbody bag strap with the other hand, looking out the window unconsciously.
The wind blew in through the window crack, blowing the orange-brown hair around her ears and drifting into the tip of Tang Song's nose.
With a touch of orange blossom fragrance and the sweetness of shampoo.
As if to change the topic, Qiuqiu took the initiative to talk to Tang and Song about his thoughts on HEYISTUDIO packaging design, and there was a long list of ideas.
Tang Song listened quietly, smiling and nodding from time to time.
As the car drove into the urban area, there were more and more people on the car.
Tang Song looked at the crowded flow of people around him, turned slightly sideways, and stood behind Qiuqiu.
Her arms rested on the armrests on both sides of her, virtually creating a small independent space for her.
The distance between the two is only a few centimeters.
Qiuqiu’s body stiffened as she was wrapped in a strong aura.
The red clouds started to spread from the roots of my ears, and my speech became less fluent.
At the same time, the great sense of security made her heart warm.
From the perspective of the Tang and Song Dynasties, looking from top to bottom, you can see the fine hair on the back of her neck, the butterfly bones that rise and fall with her breathing, and her waistline that is straightened due to tension.
Slender, flexible, and as beautiful as an extremely restrained bow.
The bus started again, and the inertia caused a slight shaking.
Hit, bounced; bumped again, bounced away. Qiuqiu's face became increasingly red, and she whispered: "Yes, I'm sorry, the car is shaking."
"It's okay." Tang Song lowered his head and smiled softly, "If you can't stand still, just lean on me."
As he said that, he freed his hand and gently placed it on her belly, his movements natural and intimate.
Because she has practiced yoga for many years, her waist is extremely soft. At this moment, under his palm, it is like a piece of warm silk.
Delicate, fitting and addictive.
Tang Song couldn't help but use a little force to lean her back against his chest.
But because the buttocks are quite plump, they don’t fit perfectly.
Qiuqiu opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. She could only lower her head and let her heart beat rapidly against her chest.
The bus stops and goes, like an implicit and rhythmic piece of music, subtly narrowing the distance between the two.
I don’t know when the seat in front of them became vacant.
But neither of them sat down.
The warm autumn sun shines into the carriage and falls on their shoulders, bright and lazy.
Through the reflection of the glass window, Qiuqiu faintly saw the intimate figures of the two people sticking together.
Like a real couple.
“It’s time to get off the car.”
A low and gentle reminder came from my ears.
“Oh, okay.”
Qiuqiu suddenly came back to her senses and followed Tang Song out of the car.
The two walked along the pedestrian street for a while, and Tang Song suddenly stopped, "We're here, remember this place, right?"
Qiuqiu raised her head and saw the familiar door,
【Chuanjiang Maodu Hot Pot】
When I was traveling by motorcycle with Tang Song, Li Junyi and others, I ate here before we left in the evening.
Since college, she would occasionally come to this old shop secretly to satisfy her cravings. The food was very authentic.
Tang Song looked at her expression and said with a half-smile: "The last time I treated you to hot pot here, you said you wanted to treat me back. It's been so long now, and the debt hasn't been repaid yet."
In fact, she had always remembered that "return invitation" seriously, and wanted to wait until the next time she rides to invite you back.
It was only later that the relationship between Tang Song and Gao Mengting was discovered, and the thought of alienation arose in my heart, so this promise has been stranded to this day.
Tang Song raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Okay, then I have to have a big meal today."
"But eating too much can easily make you get angry-" Qiuqiu blurted out, and in the middle of the sentence, she realized that she was not That's right, and quickly made up for it: "Well, I don't mean to be stingy, you can order it! You can order whatever you want!"
"Pfft——"
Tang Song couldn't help laughing.
“What’s wrong?” Qiuqiu looked at him blankly.
"It's okay, I just think you're quite cute."
Qiuqiu's mouth opened, and her whole person began to become squirmy.
Cute? ?
He is praising me for being cute?
Since she had psychological problems, no one has used this word to describe her for a long, long time.
"Let's go and fulfill your promise." Tang Song smiled and touched her shoulder, then naturally took her hand and walked inside.
This time has not yet reached the dining peak, so there are not many people in the hot pot restaurant.
The two chose a seat by the window and sat down.
The crispy and tender tripe, freshly cut beef, and smooth duck blood are simmered up and down in the rolling red soup, the aroma is overflowing, and the heat is rising.
Qiuqiu sat opposite him, her cheeks stained with a slight blush from the hot pot.
With his head lowered, he picked up and rinsed the vegetables carefully, as if he was completing some kind of ceremonial task.
"This lasts for just seven seconds, it's the most delicious."
"Try this beef, it's very tender."
She hardly cares about herself and always takes the initiative to put the cooked vegetables on Tang and Song's plates.
I was afraid that he would get angry, so I ordered a refreshing and delicious herbal tea.
Tang Song looked at her with her head down and busy, with gentle eyes.
The image of her in the dream appeared in my mind involuntarily.
The girl who was always cautious and had timid eyes hid in the corner waiting for a word of affirmation. When he hugged him and smiled, he also started to help her pick up and rinse the vegetables.
Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed at first, but soon she started eating.
The two of them chatted casually while eating.
From the popular notes in Xiaohongshu, talking about the release of Su Yu’s new movie:
From HEYISTUDIO’s recent style adjustment, we talked about future brand positioning.
From design to life, from hot pot to work, the topics flowed naturally.
I don’t know since when, Qiuqiu’s expression completely relaxed.
The smiles become frequent and the eyes are bright.
Above her head, [Dream Flower Seeds] shed a brilliant light, covering her.
"By the way, Qiuqiu, after dinner, are you busy in the afternoon?"
"No, I have finished the work at hand."
"That's good. The weather is nice today. Let's take a walk around after dinner."
"Oh... Okay."
After a few seconds, Qiuqiu lowered her head and took out her mobile phone as if she suddenly remembered something.
The screen lit up, and a WeChat message lay there quietly.
[Brother Junfeng: "I won’t bother you about buying a car, just go about your business!"]
Qiuqiu’s eyelashes trembled, she pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment.
She raised her eyes again and looked at Tang and Song opposite.
He lowered his eyes, tapped his fingertips on the screen, and replied with a brief "Okay".
Then, he put away his phone and did not look at the chat interface again.
She knew that what she did was excessive and a little heartless.
But she didn’t want Tang and Song to misunderstand, even a little bit.
In crowded traffic.
An Audi A6L was driving slowly, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, stopping and going.
"The screen on Dingdong's phone holder lights up, and a new message pops up.
[Qiuqiu: "Okay."]
Seeing this extremely perfunctory news, Gao Junfeng's face instantly darkened.
"Fuck! Damn it!"
"Love brain! Bah!"
It's obvious that he has made an appointment with himself, and they have been friends for so many years. He has also given each other a lot of help in life and study.
I thought that even if they were not lovers, they would still be the closest friends of the opposite sex.
As a result, now, when I see myself angry, I don’t even give a decent explanation.
For the sake of Tang and Song, whom we just met not long ago, we left him alone?
Completely ignored.
He is just like a super love brain.
I think of the "sarcastic" eyes and smiles of the Tang and Song Dynasties.
Gao Junfeng clenched the steering wheel angrily, anger boiling in his chest.
At this moment, the car in front suddenly slowed down.
Gao Junfeng was distracted. He looked up and saw that the taillights of the car in front were already very close!
"Holy shit!"
He suddenly braked, the car body shook violently, and it stopped dangerously.
He took a few deep breaths with lingering fear, and then he slapped the steering wheel hard in anger.
"Di Yi Yi Gao Junfeng cursed: "Fuck, can you fucking drive?!"
"Di—di—"
The piercing whistle sounded continuously.
The next second.
The door of the black SUV in front was suddenly opened.
Three strong men came down from above, with bald heads, tattoos, gold chains, and thermos cups.
The eyes are fierce.
"Oh shit!" Gao Junfeng's face turned pale and he quickly stopped honking the horn.
He hurriedly pushed the car backwards.
"Dong dong dong!" The glass window was knocked hard.
Gao Junfeng was frightened when he saw the few people approaching him, and he immediately rolled down the car window by a third.
Make a stiff and apologetic expression.
The leader, a strong man wearing a gold chain, put the thermos cup on his face, "Silly thing!
You press another one and I'll take a look. ! ”
Gao Junfeng’s forehead was soaked in cold sweat, and he quickly took out a pack of Huazi from the center console and handed it over, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, brother, my hand cramped just now—”
Seeing his cowardly appearance, the three of them looked at each other, said nothing, and turned back to the car.
Gao Junfeng breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down in the driver's seat, with layers of cold sweat on his back.
Tang and Song Dynasty, Cheng Qiuqiu, and this group of rampant social people.
This day is so damn frustrating!
The Audi A6L turned and drove out of the main road.
Gao Junfeng found a random restaurant, ordered a set meal, and sat down.
"Ding-ding-ding-" The phone's ringtone suddenly rang.
I am a college classmate, Ding Furong.
Gao Junfeng hesitated for a moment, answered the phone, and said calmly: "Hello."
"Hello, Brother Feng!" Ding Furong's cautious voice came from the receiver, "Are you not busy now? Can you talk easily?"
Gao Junfeng took a sip of Coke, He replied calmly: "Tell me, what's the matter?"
"It's the same thing I mentioned to you last time." Ding Furong smiled awkwardly, "Hey, it's really hard to find a job these days. I've been unemployed for more than three months. You are now prosperous in Zhongcheng, can you help your brother arrange a job? Anything is fine, I won't pick."
Hearing this, Gao Junfeng’s eyes flashed and his heart moved slightly.
Ding Furong, he knows it too well-
His undergraduate classmate, majoring in business administration, has average ability, but is sweet-mouthed.
When I was studying, I didn’t have any long-term plans. I changed jobs a lot in a few years, and my resume was full of idle moves.
But at this time, it may be a "easy" candidate.
He has already made up his mind to get rid of Zhang Lei from the sales department. It is easy to arouse suspicion if he touches a new employee alone.
If it is a "substitution", it would be much more logical.
Moreover, his current status is the assistant to the vice president, and no one will question him if he makes slight changes in personnel matters.
It’s just that you have to pay attention to the technique and move quietly.
Don’t be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unexpected. After all, Tang and Song knew Tian Jing and Tian Chengye, so it is better to be cautious.
A plan quickly ran through my mind.
Gao Junfeng raised the corners of his mouth and softened his tone: "Okay, we are old classmates and have a good relationship, so I will help you."
"Oh, okay! Brother Feng, you are really loyal!" Ding Furong sounded excited.
Gao Junfeng smiled and said in a meaningful tone: "But you also know that Zhongcheng Group is not easy now. Here at the headquarters, every person falls into a trap. If I want to clear up the relationship about you, I have to owe some favors."
Ding Furong, who has been in society for many years, immediately understood what he meant.
He immediately said loudly: "I understand! Brother Feng, just tell me how much money you need, and I will try my best to come up with it for you. "Okay, just wait for my news.'
Hang up Gao Junfeng smiled proudly.
Zhang Lei is the first step.
Tang and Song, you can’t run away.
While eating the set meal, I scrolled through my phone boredly, and my mood finally calmed down.
But soon, a new message popped up in the group chat, causing his expression to suddenly freeze.
It was a private group chat created by a few young employees from the group president’s office. Usually everyone would order food and share gossip in it, and the atmosphere was always very active.
[Shan Tingting: "Have you heard? Our president seems to be pursuing Director Qin recently."]
[Wu Tao: "Real or false? These two Isn’t it always easy to deal with? ”]
[Shan Tingting: “@武Tao, are you really stupid or fake? Our director Qin’s father will soon be the director of the group.”]
Gao Junfeng stared at the screen, the chopsticks in his hand stopped.
My heart felt as if someone had pushed me into ice water, sinking little by little, and my breathing became stuffy.
The "Mr. Tian" mentioned by Shan Tingting undoubtedly refers to Tian Guowen.
Tian Chengye’s nephew and Tian Jing’s cousin.
A top-notch graduate from Cambridge, who is only in his early thirties, has risen from a front-line financial manager to a group vice president, and is one of the most powerful successors to Zhongcheng in the future.
Not only does he have a strong background, a beautiful resume, but his abilities are not to be underestimated,
And Manager Qin is Qin Hua.
This is his goal and the most critical resource for his future advancement.
Now tell him that this "female boss" has probably been targeted by Tian Guowen?
He was cold all over.
Although this level of gossip may not be reliable, the more I think about it, the more likely it is.
Tian Guowen and Qin Hua, one is the real core management of Zhongcheng, and the other is the daughter of the director and one of the future leaders.
The strong alliance is a perfect match.
In addition, these two people do not have a direct superior-subordinate relationship in their positions, and they can even cooperate and link up. It is simply perfect.
If they were really allowed to come together, then Gao Junfeng would not even be qualified to stand aside.
Fengzi clenched her fists, shaking with breath, and her whole body was about to burst.
And his biggest enemy has also upgraded from Tang and Song Dynasty to Tian Guowen.
After all, compared with Qin Hua, Cheng Qiuqiu is not worth mentioning at all.