Chapter 429 Canary and Secretary Kim
Chapter 429 Canary and Secretary Kim
In the lively box.
The air was filled with a faint scent and the lingering aroma of food.
The remaining cups and plates on the dining table were staggered, reflecting a soft glow under the light.
Zhang Huijuan stood up and said, "It's getting late, so let's stop here first. Yajing and the others just arrived in Yancheng today, so they should have a good rest tonight."
"It's time to go home. Go to bed early tonight. Let's go out for a walk together tomorrow."
"Today's meal is really sumptuous. Thank you Huijuan."
...
Everyone laughed and talked for a while.
Wu Wenhao walked to Tang Song's side and said softly, "Mr. Tang, do you need me to arrange a car or a designated driver?"
"No need, Qingqing can just drive me back."
"That's good. Be careful on the road."
Walk out of the restaurant box and come to the elevator.
Han Yajing seemed reluctant to let go. She held Tang Song's arm and kept talking about Xu Qing's childhood.
It's very interesting, it's like a Crayon Shin-chan movie.
Tang Song laughed so hard that he fell over.
Xu Qing next to him blushed and kept making excuses.
After chatting for more than ten minutes, Han Yajing said with a smile: "Be careful on the road and let me know when you get home."
Xu Qing hugged Ms. Han reluctantly, "Mom, you really don't want to live with me? The house Yanyan and I rented is quite big."
"I won't go today. I haven't gotten together with these old sisters for several years. Let's stay together tonight and have a good chat!" Han Yajing's face was flushed and she was in high spirits.
"Okay, let's go then."
Tang Song smiled and said, "Goodbye, Auntie."
Han Yajing responded and pushed her daughter, "Tang Song drank a lot of wine tonight, go back and take care of him. If necessary, make some hangover soup or something."
"Oh!" Xu Qing's ears turned red, and she muttered softly: "I'm not a babysitter..."
Of course the most important thing is that she can't cook at all!
Forget about making a hangover soup, even cooking a home-cooked dish is difficult.
"Kid, how can you talk like that? Isn't it your duty to take care of your boyfriend?" Han Yajing quickly winked at her daughter.
If she lost such a good son-in-law, it would be a lifelong regret.
This is what she is most worried about now.
After all, the two have just been together and there is too much uncertainty about the future.
Xu Qing blushed and said "Oh" and didn't say anything else.
Until now, she is still not used to calling Tang Song "boyfriend", it always feels weird.
……
The white Bentley Continental GT slowly drove out of the underground parking lot.
The prosperous night scene of Yancheng hits you.
Xu Qing gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, and while waiting for the traffic light, her eyes subconsciously looked towards the passenger seat.
The evening breeze blew through the gap in the car window, gently brushing his dark hair.
The ambient lighting inside the car emitted a soft warm light, giving his handsome profile a hazy and charming glow.
The top two buttons of the shirt have been undone, revealing a smooth collarbone and faintly visible muscle lines, exuding an unintentional sexiness in the casualness.
At this moment, sitting in the passenger seat of the Bentley Continental and looking at the male god Tang Song beside her, Xu Qing felt a sense of unreality.
It feels like I have really entered the fictional world of the novel.
"What's wrong?" Tang Song turned his head to look at her, his voice gentle and magnetic.
"No...it's okay." Xu Qing blushed and said, "I'm sending you to Yanjingtian City, right?"
Looking at her pretty face, Tang Song chuckled and shook his head, "No."
"Then where are you going?"
"North City Garden."
"Ah!" Xu Qing's hands on the steering wheel suddenly exerted force, "Why...why did you go to my house?"
"I'll go to sleep with you." Tang Song's body leaned sideways, and the breath of alcohol sprayed onto her face, quickly dyeing her earlobes red.
Xu Qing stammered, "No... I still feel a little pain down there, and I have to go shopping with mom tomorrow."
Tang Song smiled and didn't argue with her. He gently lifted her skirt and put his hand on her bare thigh.
Looking at the hazy night outside the window, feeling the warm and delicate touch, I squinted my eyes comfortably.
Xu Qing squeezed her legs together, patted Tang Song's paws, and complained for a while.
Blushing, she opened her phone and left a message on WeChat to her bestie: "Yanyan, Tang Song, come to my place and sleep over tonight."
When they had finished half of the meal, Shen Yuyan went home early on the pretext of feeling unwell.
The two of them had just broken through in their relationship, and she actually wanted to spend more time with Tang Song.
"It's green." Tang Song squeezed his hand and reminded him, "Focus on driving."
"You bastard, don't move!" Xu Qing spat and quickly released the brake.
The night is like ink.
The neon lights cast colorful shadows on the windshield, like a silent fireworks show.
In the quiet carriage, Xu Qing's embarrassed and angry shouts and Tang Song's teasing voices could be heard from time to time.
Nearly 20 minutes later, the Bentley Continental was parked in the ground parking lot outside North City Garden.
At 9 o'clock in the evening, the temperature was just right and the breeze was not dry.
Tang Song held Xu Qing's hand and walked around the community twice before taking the elevator directly to the 12th floor.
Open the door.
"Yanyan, I'm back!" Xu Qing shouted loudly inside, her dark eyes rolled around, and she said with a smile: "Oh, there are no slippers for you here, how about you wear mine?"
As she spoke, Xu Qing picked up a pair of pink cartoon slippers from the shoe rack and winked at Tang Song playfully.
She really wanted to see what Tang Song looked like wearing her size 37 slippers.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Tang Song pinched her cheek speechlessly, "Forget it, I'd rather be barefoot."
"Put it on so I can see it. I promise not to take pictures!"
Just as the two were flirting, a sound of "tapping" footsteps approached.
Shen Yuyan, wearing yoga clothes and a bun, walked over with a plastic bag in her hand.
The slim-fitting yoga suit fits her graceful body, outlining her sexy and charming curves.
Shen Yuyan smiled and said, "I just went downstairs to buy slippers and a toothbrush for you."
"Wow, Yanyan, you're so nice!" Xu Qing pounced on her and rubbed her best friend's face like a husky.
Shen Yuyan pushed her with disgust on her face, "Okay, okay, go wash up quickly."
"Give me a kiss, mua~"
Looking at the two best friends hugging each other, Tang Song felt a little restless.
Shen Yuyan and Xu Qing in college can be regarded as a symbol in his youthful memories.
Every time I see the two of them together, I always have some weird thoughts.
...
I changed into slippers and took a quick shower.
Tang Song walked into Xu Qing's bedroom for the first time.
There were many posters on the white wall, some of them were from the second dimension, some were of real-life stars like Su Yu, and there were even photos of her and Shen Yuyan.
The bed is piled with various stuffed toys, the desk is placed by the window, there is a computer on the desk, and next to it are piles of comic books and novels.
The drawer of the desk was half open, revealing scattered stickers, notebooks and colored pens inside.
It looks a little messy at first glance, but it is particularly warm.
Tang Song sat down on the bed and waved to Xu Qing, "Qingqing, come here."
Xu Qing subconsciously shrank back, looking away and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Hurry up! Be obedient!" Tang Song's voice became more serious.
"Why are you so fierce? Really!" Xu Qing stomped her feet with a red face and walked over obediently.
Just as she got close, her body was suddenly hugged by Tang Song and she fell on him.
Tang Song hugged her soft and fragrant body, raised his hands, and said with a smile: "This time it's even more exaggerated, you're bullying the guests with your big feet, right?"
"Oh, let go!" Xu Qing twisted her body in embarrassment, "We girls are all like this, I'm just wearing normal clothes!"
Tang Song lowered his head slightly and gently kissed her hot earlobe.
Soon, Xu Qing's body softened.
Tang Song whispered, "Qingqing, do you still have the clothes you wore to school? Would you mind changing into them? I want to revisit them."
Xu Qing shuddered and stammered, "You...you...why did you start out by doing something pornographic? That's so indecent!"
"Pfft, let me put it another way." Tang Song tried hard to feel her heartbeat, looked into her dark and bright eyes and said, "Classmate Xu Qing, how about we play role-playing?"
"You big bad guy!"
The two wrestled on the bed for a while. Xu Qing shyly covered her face and whispered, "You go out first. There are too many clothes. I have to look for them carefully."
It was really comfortable to do that with Tang Song, especially with the addition of role-playing, which made her a little obsessed.
Moreover, she had written this plot in her novel before.
After all, in the novel, Xu Yanqing and Tang Song are alumni.
Now that Tang Song said this, she was directly put into the situation.
Think a little excited.
"Then hurry up." Tang Song kissed her on the face, got up and walked out of the bedroom.
Just came to the living room.
Shen Yuyan, who was sitting on the sofa playing with her phone, immediately raised her head and waved with a smile, "Hello, why did you come out suddenly?"
"Qingqing is changing clothes and is embarrassed for me to see." Tang Song shrugged and sat down casually opposite her.
Shen Yuyan's eyes flickered, she chuckled and placed the fruit plate in front of him.
He stood up and said, "What do you want to drink? I'll get it for you."
"Ice Coke, thank you."
"I'll arrange it right away!" Shen Yuyan snapped his fingers and walked to the refrigerator with a beautiful step, "Red can or blue can?"
"Red can." Tang Song replied, raised his head and admired the graceful and elegant school beauty Shen.
The soft light intertwined with the light blue light coming from the refrigerator and fell on her.
Her perfect S-shaped curve is outlined in a breathtaking arc.
Fresh and elegant facial features, rosy and delicate skin, and slight sweat stains are full of healthy and charming charm.
She is worthy of being the school belle back then, her figure and appearance are really good.
The refrigerator door was closed gently, and Shen Yuyan twisted her sexy waist and came in front of Tang Song.
"Da——" The pull ring was pulled open, Shen Yuyan bent slightly with his back maintaining an elegant arc, and placed the opened Coke in front of him.
Breathing in the faint fragrance on her body and looking at the deep and white ravines on her chest, Tang Song's eyes flickered slightly.
Dressed like this late at night and wearing light makeup, it is obvious that this school beauty Shen has dressed up specially.
"Thank you Yuyan." Tang Song picked up the Coke, took a sip, and leaned comfortably on the sofa.
Shen Yuyan sat down next to him, her hands resting naturally on her legs. When she turned sideways, her hair brushed lightly across his arm, bringing a subtle itch.
"I just found out today that you actually spent 1.16 million to invest in the Yannan Film and Television Base. That's amazing. To be honest, I was shocked at the time. After all, this is a cash flow of more than million."
As she spoke, she leaned forward slightly, her eyes gleaming with admiration and surprise. "As we talked about before, the short drama market is a blue ocean, and investing in a short drama base is definitely a good choice." Tang Song lowered his head and smiled, his tone light.
"Yeah, so you are bold." Shen Yuyan tucked the scattered hair behind her ears, looked at Tang Song and said, "However, the hottest field now should be AI. You are a programmer, have you ever considered making a layout in this field in the future?"
"Of course, AI is developing very rapidly and has actually changed our lives." Tang Song looked at her with a smile, "In fact, most investors are paying attention to this direction, and I am no exception."
The "enterprises with unicorn potential" described in the [Growth Plan Mission] are actually very difficult to deal with.
The emerging field of AI is undoubtedly the best choice.
Especially AI companies that focus on a certain vertical field or industry definitely have the potential to become unicorns.
At present, he has been carefully reviewing the knowledge in this area, and will focus on corporate financing in this area in the future.
"Yeah, it's just as I thought." Shen Yuyan pursed her plump and moist lips, leaned her body a little again, and began to chat with him about the current situation and prospects of AI.
You can see that she really put in some effort.
From existing mature application scenarios to emerging breakthrough applications, he talks about it in great detail.
Perhaps because he was a little thirsty, Shen Yuyan naturally reached out and took the Coke next to Tang Song and took a sip.
The cold cola slid down her throat and she licked the remaining liquid on her lips with satisfaction. Then, as if she realized her action, a faint blush appeared on her face.
"Sorry, I drank your Coke." She smiled apologetically, "Do you mind?"
Tang Song looked at her fresh and beautiful face, smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, do whatever you want."
Shen Yuyan covered her mouth and chuckled, and was about to say something.
"Ding-ling-ling——" The cell phone suddenly rang.
Taking out his phone and looking at it, Tang Song turned around and said, "Qingqing should have changed her clothes. Let's talk when we have time."
"Well, bye, good night."
"Good night." Tang Song paused, picked up the Coke on the table and drank it all, then stood up and walked towards the bedroom.
Watching his leaving back, Shen Yuyan pinched her thigh, her eyes full of struggle.
Ever since she knew Tang Song was coming tonight, her heart has been beating wildly.
In the end, I put on makeup, changed clothes, and sat in the living room, just to show myself off.
She believed that with Tang Song's IQ and EQ, he definitely knew what she was doing.
When she thought of her best friend in the room, the strong sense of shame and self-blame made her breathing become heavy.
……
"Squeak——" the door was gently opened.
Suddenly, a clear voice came from my ear: "Hello, Tang Song, I am Xu Qing from the Faculty of Arts and Law."
Tang Song was stunned and looked at the bed in the bedroom.
Xu Qing, who had changed into her college clothes, knelt there quietly, with a well-behaved hairstyle and a playful and cute expression.
She exudes the breath of youth.
It seems to bring Tang and Song’s thoughts back to their school days.
Coupled with Shen Yuyan's teasing just now, Tang Song felt hot all over.
Noticing his gaze, Xu Qing blinked and said with a smile, "Tang Song, do you want to study with me?"
Taking a deep breath, Tang Song started to unbutton his clothes, "Of course!"
"Ouch!" Xu Qing covered her face with the book in her hand, "Student, aren't you supposed to study? Why are you taking off your clothes all of a sudden?"
I have to say, Xu Qing is indeed a little drama queen.
Once she got into the role, she played the role very well, just like she was in her student days.
Tang Song threw his shirt aside and pushed Xu Qing onto the bed. "Let's learn some new knowledge."
"You...you..." Xu Qing acted very scared, "You rascal, you can't...don't...wu..."
Soon, chaotic noises were heard in the room.
Xu Qing, who struggled desperately, was suppressed little by little and gradually began to sob softly.
Occasionally, a voice would be heard: "Yanyan, save me!"
In the corridor of the living room, Shen Yuyan's eyes were twitching wildly, and he felt numb listening to the sounds coming from the house.
Why does it feel like my bestie is being tortured?
Do you want to be so exaggerated?
……
September 2023, 9, Monday, sunny, 4-23℃.
"Ding-a-ling-ding-a-ling--"
The sound of the alarm clock was particularly harsh in the quiet bedroom.
Zhao Yaqian frowned, reached out her hand in a daze, fumbled around the pillow for a long time, grabbed the phone and pressed the stop button.
After turning off the alarm clock, Zhao Yaqian turned over.
A pair of long, slender and plump legs are exposed, with smooth lines and skin as white as snow.
It makes the whole bedroom brighter.
After lying on the quilt for a while, Zhao Yaqian sat up and stretched.
I walked barefoot on the floor and changed into sportswear in the cloakroom.
I went to the balcony and walked briskly on the treadmill while watching TV series on the tablet.
After finishing my workout, I stepped on the scale and weighed myself.
【63kg】
The dance and yoga practice during this period helped her lose two kilograms successfully.
The body becomes light and coordinated, and the posture becomes more and more graceful.
Looking at the elegant and tall figure in the floor-length mirror, Zhao Yaqian showed a proud smile on her face.
I have to say that practicing dance can indeed change a person's temperament.
In addition, she was also following Tang Song's requirements.
Learn social etiquette and cultivate your own artistic aesthetic.
After warming up, Zhao Yaqian spread out the yoga mat and began to practice yoga facing the morning sun.
She couldn’t learn anything before, but now she keeps getting positive feedback, she is very motivated and learns very quickly.
Various movements can be performed smoothly and the appearance is also very good.
"Good morning, Qianqian."
"Tingzi, good morning." Zhao Yaqian stopped and greeted her with a smile.
He Liting smiled and asked, "I'm going to make breakfast, what do you want to eat?"
"Sandwiches will do."
"OK." He Liting made a gesture, walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.
While cooking, I checked the playback and like data of my video from yesterday on my mobile phone.
At present, the company team has completed the preliminary planning of the clothing brand.
The brand name is tentatively set as [HEYI Studio].
The target audience is young, fashionable women who pursue individual expression, and the product is positioned in the mid-to-high-end market.
The brand department has already been set up and employee interviews will begin this week.
I heard that Mr. Gao’s junior, who is also the designer of the company’s logo, will start working in the next few days.
He Liting attaches great importance to the women's clothing brand incubated with herself as the "IP" and devotes herself to her work every day.
finish breakfast.
After packing up briefly and changing their clothes, the two of them went downstairs together.
I got into the special car that I had booked in advance.
The car first stopped at Yunxi Building, and then came to the headquarters of Isa Beauty.
Walk into the company door.
The front desk administrator stood up quickly and said, "Good morning, Mr. Zhao."
"morning."
"Morning, Mr. Zhao."
Along the way, employees she met would greet her from time to time.
Zhao Yaqian always had a bright smile on her face and responded to everyone seriously.
Open white office door.
Zhao Yaqian first watered the plants and took a few photos to share with Tang Song.
Then he sat down in front of the computer and browsed the documents in his work mailbox and reviewed the application information in the system.
Today, Yisa Beauty is carrying out an all-round "light medical beauty" transformation.
After all, she is now the supervisor and chief beauty consultant of Isa Beauty. Although she is not responsible for specific management, it is better for her to show up frequently and supervise the company's cash flow.
And she also needs her own social circle.
Currently in the company, Zhao Yaqian already has several colleagues with whom she has a good relationship.
This is also a kind of social identity recognition, which makes her happy and lives a more fulfilling and satisfying life.
"Buzz buzz buzz--" the cell phone on the table began to vibrate wildly.
Zhao Yaqian let go of the mouse, picked up the phone and took a look.
【Smiling Sister】
Zhao Yaqian's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly answered the phone, her voice a little nervous: "Hello? Sister Weixiao."
"Good morning, Qianqian." A pure and clear voice came from the receiver, which seemed to be free of any impurities and was very pleasant to hear.
"Good morning! What do you want from me?"
"Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go to Yancheng and want to meet you and talk."
Hearing this, Zhao Yaqian stood up from her chair, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, then... then do I need to bring Xiaoxue with me?"
"Lin Muxue? Haha, whatever you want."
"Then..." Zhao Yaqian pursed her lips, not knowing what to say for a moment.
The voice on the other end of the phone paused, then continued: "Don't be nervous, I didn't come here specifically to see you, I just want to talk to you about something."
"Oh, alright."
"That's it, byebye."
"Bye."
hang up the phone.
Zhao Yaqian sat on the chair, her plump chest heaving, her head feeling dizzy.
She had always kept a secret in her heart and hadn't told Tang Song.
The property was previously transferred to Anjia Real Estate. When she went to the agent to get the property certificate, a woman named Shangguan Qiuya met with her as the original owner.
Through the other party, she learned about the existence of [Smile].
According to Shangguan Qiuya, the other party is Tang Song’s official girlfriend and currently lives in the imperial capital.
Then she contacted this Smiling Sister in a daze and was told that Tang Song should not know about their affairs.
Although they didn't talk on the phone often, Zhao Yaqian felt under a lot of pressure every time.
Most of the time, it was [Smile] who asked, asking about her and Tang Song’s relationship.
It was also because of the existence of [Smile] that she took the initiative to confront Xiaoxue, allowing their relationship to take a step further, and even dragged her to play three-person basketball together.
Zhao Yaqian gritted her teeth and quickly cheered herself up.
Xiaoxue is now a true financial elite, and she comes into contact with many important people.
When [Smile] really comes to Yancheng, she will take Xiaoxue to meet this so-called official girlfriend.
With such a great teammate like Xiaoxue around, she doesn't have to worry too much.
(End of this chapter)