Chapter 559: Bus, Hot Pot, Fengzi

Chapter 559: Bus, Hot Pot, Fengzi

Chapter 559: Bus, Hot Pot, Fengzi (Update)

The Ducati V4s slowly stopped, the roar of the engine still echoing in my ears.

Qiuqiu, lying on Tang Song's back, woke up as if from a dream.

He hurriedly let go of Tang Song's waist and nimbly got out of the car.

She has excellent body flexibility and a background in dancing, so her movements are pleasing to the eye and as light as a cat.

Tang Song took off his helmet, looked at Qiu Qiu who was standing there awkwardly, and said with a smile: "How is it? My skills are pretty good, right?"

"Very professional." Qiuqiu's eyes drifted into the distance, and the tips of her ears turned red. "Much better than me."

"Would you like to take it for a test drive? You have pretty good skills."

As he spoke, Tang Song's eyes inadvertently swept over her tight pencil pants.

I have to say, this designer friend has a really good figure.

Although it is not too exaggerated, it has a standard cartoon figure with long legs and a curvy figure.

Tang Song's first impression of her was the image of Qiuqiu riding a motorcycle.

Qiuqiu hesitated for a moment, her eyes dodging as she said, "Wait until you get your cards ready. There will be other opportunities later. Um... I'm going to the bathroom first."

After saying that, Qiuqiu lowered her head, tightly grasped her cross-body bag, and almost trotted away from the scene.

I followed the sign into the women's restroom and the cubicle door lock clicked shut.

Qiuqiu's breathing became rapid.

His voice seemed to still linger in my ears: "Hold me tight and sit tight."

There is also the warmth of his back, the lines of his muscles, the residual heat of his palms...

Everything is intertwined into an indescribable throbbing.

It took a while.

She patted her chest and slowly sat down on the toilet.

She lowered her head, looked at the tiny marks on her clothes, and bit her lips hard.

This is the second time, and the reaction is much more intense than the last time.

For her, this feeling rarely occurs.

Recalling the throbbing and warmth that just spread from my waist and abdomen all the way to the tip of my heart.

Qiuqiu squeezed her legs together.

I was so ashamed that I could hardly raise my head, yet at the same time, I felt an indescribable joy welling up in my heart.

Because this proves that her condition is indeed getting better.

Qiuqiu dealt with it quickly and walked out of the cubicle.

He went to the sink, scooped up some cold water and splashed it on his face, trying to cool his hot skin.

A few minutes later, when she dawdled back into the exhibition hall.

Tang Song had taken off his cycling gear. Because of the helmet, his hair was a little messy, which made him look even more lazy and relaxed.

He looks just like the leading actor in a commercial for a light luxury brand.

When their eyes met, Tang Song's mouth corners curled up. Qiu Qiu quickly looked away and walked to stand in front of him.

"It will take another half day to get the license plate and transfer ownership, and it's almost noon now. Shall we go eat? Is there anything you want to eat?"

Although today is Saturday, some vehicle management offices are still open, but there are many people. Even if Hengda Car Dealership has internal channels, it will take 5 or 6 hours to get it done.

Qiuqiu whispered, "Whatever you want to eat, I...will just listen to you."

"Okay, let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious." Tang Song chuckled and didn't say anything else.

Qiuqiu murmured "yeah" and they walked out side by side.

Tang Song took out his phone and checked the route, then suddenly smiled and said, "There is a direct bus, and it will be here soon. How about we take the bus?"

Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

The bus arrived very quickly.

There were quite a few people on the bus at noon on the weekend, and there were no empty seats.

Qiuqiu scanned the QR code twice and stood in the middle of the carriage side by side with Tang Song.

She held the pull ring with one hand and grasped the cross-body bag strap with the other, her eyes unconsciously looking out the window.

The wind blew in through the window, blowing up the orange-brown hair by her ears and floating into Tang Song's nose.

With a light scent of orange blossom and the sweetness of shampoo.

As if to change the subject, Qiuqiu took the initiative to talk to Tang Song about the ideas behind the HEYI STUDIO packaging design, and she started talking about a long list.

Tang Song listened quietly, smiling and nodding from time to time.

As the car entered the city, more and more people got on it.

Tang Song looked at the crowded crowd around him, turned slightly sideways, and stood behind Qiuqiu.

Her arms rested on the armrests on both sides of her, invisibly creating a small independent space for her.

The two were only a few centimeters apart.

Surrounded by the strong smell, Qiuqiu's body stiffened.

The blush began to spread from the ears, and her speech became less clear.

At the same time, a great sense of security made her feel warm inside.

From Tang Song's perspective, looking from top to bottom, one can see the fine hair on the back of her neck, her butterfly bones that rise and fall with her breathing, and her waistline that is straightened due to nervousness.

Slender, flexible, and beautiful like an extremely restrained bow.

The bus started again, shaking slightly due to inertia.

Hit, bounce off; hit again, bounce off again...

Qiuqiu's face became redder and redder, and she whispered, "Sorry, the car was shaking."

"It's okay." Tang Song lowered his head and chuckled softly, "If you can't stand steadily, just lean on me."

As he spoke, he freed one of his hands and gently placed it on her lower abdomen, his movements natural and intimate.

Because of years of yoga practice, her waist was extremely soft, and at this moment, under his palm, it felt like a piece of warm silk.

Delicate, fitting and addictive.

Tang Song couldn't help but use a little force to let her back lean against his chest.

However, because my buttocks are plump, it doesn't fit perfectly.

Qiuqiu opened her mouth, but no words came out. She could only lower her head and let her heart beat rapidly against her chest.

The bus stopped and started, like a subtle and rhythmic piece of music, subtly narrowing the distance between the two people.

The seat in front of them became vacant at some point.

But neither of them sat down.

The warm autumn sun shone into the carriage and fell on the shoulders of the two people, bright and lazy.

Through the reflection in the glass window, Qiuqiu vaguely saw the intimate figures of the two people pressed together.

Like a real...couple.

...

"It's time to get off."

A low and gentle reminder came to my ears.

"Oh well."

Qiuqiu suddenly came 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?"

Qiuqiu raised her head and saw a familiar doorway.

【Chuanjiang Tripe Hotpot】

When I was traveling by motorcycle with Tang Song, Li Junyi and others, we had dinner here before we parted in the evening.

It was also since college that she would occasionally sneak into this old shop alone to satisfy her cravings, and the food was very authentic.

Tang Song looked at her expression and said with a half-smile: "Last time I treated you to hotpot here, you said you would treat me back. Now it's been so long, and you still haven't paid your debt."

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Qiuqiu cried out in a low voice, and quickly said: "Then, then I'll treat you this time."

In fact, she had always remembered that "return treat" carefully, and wanted to invite him back during the next ride.

But later, when I discovered the relationship between Tang Song and Gao Mengting, I began to think of distancing myself from them, and so this promise has been shelved until now.

Tang Song smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll have a big meal today."

"But eating too much can easily cause internal heat..." Qiu Qiu blurted out, and halfway through her words, she realized that something was wrong, and quickly made amends: "Well, I don't mean to be stingy, you can order! You can order whatever you want!"

"puff--"

Tang Song couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's wrong?" Qiuqiu looked at him blankly.

"It's okay, I just think you're cute."

Qiuqiu opened her mouth and started to become shy.

cute? ?
Is he calling me cute?

It has been a long, long time since anyone used this word to describe her, ever since she had mental problems.

"Let's go and fulfill your promise." Tang Song smiled and touched her shoulder, then naturally took her hand and walked inside.

It’s not the peak dining time yet, so there aren’t many people in the hot pot restaurant.

The two of them chose a seat by the window and sat down.

Crisp and tender tripe, freshly cut beef, smooth duck blood...

Toss it up and down in the boiling red soup, the aroma spreads and the heat rises.

Qiuqiu sat opposite him, her cheeks tinged with a slight blush from the hot pot.

He lowered his head and carefully picked up and washed the dishes, as if he was completing some kind of ritualistic task.

"This one is exactly seven seconds, and it's at its best."

"Try this beef, it's very tender."

...

She hardly cared about herself and always took the initiative to put the cooked dishes onto Tang Song's plate.

I was afraid that he would get angry, so I ordered a cup of refreshing and delicious herbal tea.

Tang Song looked at her busying herself with her head down, with gentle eyes.

The image of her in the dream appeared involuntarily in my mind.

The girl who is always cautious and timid hides in the corner waiting for an affirmation and a hug.

He smiled and started to help her pick up and wash the dishes.

Qiuqiu was a little embarrassed at first, but soon she started eating with big mouthfuls. The two of them chatted casually while eating.

From the popular notes on Xiaohongshu, to the release of Su Yu’s new movie;
We also talked about HEYI STUDIO’s recent style adjustments and its future brand positioning.

From design to life, from hotpot to work, the topics flowed naturally.

I don’t know when it started, but Qiuqiu’s expression completely relaxed.

Smiles became more frequent and eyes brightened.

Above her head, the [Dream Flower Seed] cast a bright light, enveloping her.

"By the way, Qiuqiu, after dinner, do you have anything to do this afternoon?"

"No, I have finished the work at hand."

"That's good. The weather is nice today. Let's go for a walk after dinner."

"Oh...Okay."

After a few seconds, Qiuqiu seemed to suddenly remember something and lowered her head to take out her cell phone.

The screen lit up, and a WeChat message lay quietly there.

[Brother Junfeng: "I won't bother you with buying a car, just go ahead and do your own thing!"]

Qiuqiu's eyelashes trembled, she pursed her lips and hesitated.

She looked up at Tang Song opposite her again.

He lowered his eyes, tapped the screen with his fingertips, and replied with a short "OK".

Then, he put away his phone and stopped looking at the chat interface.

She knew that what she did was excessive and a little heartless.

But she didn't want Tang Song to misunderstand her even a little bit.

……

In the crowded traffic.

An Audi A6L was driving slowly in the middle, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, stopping and starting.

"Ding-dong-"

The screen on the phone holder lit up and a new message popped up.

【Qiuqiu: “Okay.”】

Seeing this extremely perfunctory message, Gao Junfeng's face instantly turned gloomy.

"Fuck! Damn it!"

"Love brain! Ugh!"

They had clearly made an appointment, and they had been friends for so many years. He had also given her a lot of help in life and study.

I thought that even if we were not lovers, we should be the closest friends of the opposite sex.

As a result, now that I am angry, I can’t even give a decent explanation.

Leaving him aside for the sake of Tang Song, whom you just met not long ago?
Completely indifferent.

He is a real love-brained person.

Thinking of Tang Song’s “mocking” look and smile.

Gao Junfeng gripped the steering wheel angrily, anger boiling in his chest.

Just then, the car in front suddenly slowed down.

Gao Junfeng was distracted and when he looked up, he saw that the taillights of the car in front were already very close!
"Holy shit-!"

He slammed on the brakes, the car body shook violently, and stopped just barely.

He took a few deep breaths with lingering fear, then slapped the steering wheel angrily.

"Di-"

Gao Junfeng cursed: "Fuck, can you fucking drive?!"

"Beep-beep-"

The shrill sound of whistles continued to ring out.

next second.

The door of the black SUV in front was slammed open.

Three strong men came down from above, with bald heads, tattoos, gold chains and thermoses.

His eyes were fierce.

"Fuck!" Gao Junfeng's face turned pale and he immediately stopped honking the horn.

He hurriedly backed the car up.

"Knock, knock, knock!" There were loud knocks on the glass window.

Gao Junfeng was so frightened when he saw the people coming close to him that he immediately rolled down the car window by one third.

Forced a stiff and forced smile.

The burly man in the lead, who was wearing a gold chain, pushed the thermos cup in his hand against his face, "You idiot! Press another one for me to see!"

Gao Junfeng's forehead was soaked with sweat, and he quickly took out a pack of Huazi from the central control and handed it over, "Sorry, sorry, big brother, my hand just cramped..."

Seeing his cowardly look, the three of them looked at each other, said nothing, and turned back to the car.

Gao Junfeng then breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down in the driver's seat, with layers of cold sweat on his back.

Tang Song, Cheng Qiuqiu, and this group of reckless social people.

This day was so fucking depressing!
The Audi A6L turned and drove out of the main road.

Gao Junfeng randomly found a restaurant, ordered a set meal, and sat down.

"Ding-ling-ling——" The cell phone rang suddenly.

It’s my college classmate, Ding Furong.

Gao Junfeng hesitated for a moment, then answered the phone and said indifferently, "Hello."

"Hello, Brother Feng!" Ding Furong's cautious voice came from the receiver, "Are you not busy now? Can we talk?"

Gao Junfeng took a sip of Coke and replied calmly, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"It's the same thing I mentioned to you last time." Ding Furong smiled awkwardly, "Well, it's really hard to find a job these days. I've been unemployed for more than three months. You're doing well in Zhongcheng now, can you help me find a job? Anything is fine, I'm not picky."

Hearing this, Gao Junfeng's eyes flashed and his heart moved slightly.

Ding Furong, he knew it too well——

His undergraduate classmate, who majored in business administration, had average abilities but a sweet mouth.

I didn't have any long-term plans when I was studying. I changed jobs countless times over the years and my resume is full of empty words.

But at this time, maybe he is a "useful" candidate.

He had already made up his mind to get rid of Zhang Lei from the sales department, and moving a new employee alone would easily arouse suspicion.

If it was a "change of people", it would be much more logical.

Besides, his current position is the assistant to the vice president, and no one would question if he made some minor personnel changes.

You just have to pay attention to the technique and move silently.

It is better to be safe than sorry. After all, Tang Song knows Tian Jing and Tian Chengye, so it is better to be cautious.

A plan quickly went 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. I will help you with this."

"Oh, okay! Brother Feng, you are so loyal!" Ding Furong said excitedly.

Gao Junfeng smiled, and his tone became meaningful: "But... you also know that Zhongcheng Group is not having an easy time right now. At the headquarters, everyone has their own job. For your matter, I need to smooth over the relationship and owe you some favors."

Ding Furong, who had been working in society for many years, immediately understood what he meant.

He immediately said loudly, "Understood! Brother Feng, just tell me how much money you need, and I will try my best to get it together for you."

"Okay, just wait for my message."

After hanging up the phone, Gao Junfeng smiled proudly.

Zhang Lei is the first step.

Tang Song, you can't run away either, let's play slowly.

While eating the set meal and scrolling through my phone out of boredom, I finally felt a little better.

But soon, a new message popped up in the group chat, causing his expression to suddenly freeze.

That was a private group chat set up by several young employees from the group president's office. Normally, everyone would order food and share gossip in it, and the atmosphere was always very lively.

[Shan Tingting: "Have you heard? Our CEO Tian seems to be pursuing Manager Qin recently."]

[Wu Tao: "Is this true? Haven't these two always been at odds with each other?"]

[Shan Tingting: "@Wu Tao, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Our manager Qin's father will soon be the group's director."]

...

Gao Junfeng stared at the screen and the chopsticks in his hand stopped moving.

My heart felt like it was suddenly pushed into ice water. It sank little by little, and my breathing became difficult.

The "Mr. Tian" that Shan Tingting mentioned was undoubtedly Tian Guowen.

Tian Chengye's nephew and Tian Jing's cousin.

A top student who graduated from Cambridge and is only in his early thirties, he has risen through the ranks from a front-line financial supervisor to the group's vice president and is one of Zhongcheng's most powerful successors in the future.

Not only does he have a strong background and impressive resume, but his abilities should not be underestimated.

And Manager Qin...is Qin Hua.

This is his goal and also the most critical resource for his future advancement.

As a result, what if I tell him now that this "female boss" is likely to have 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 seems.

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 people in power.

A strong alliance, a perfect match.

What's more, there is no direct superior-subordinate relationship between the two people in their positions, and they can even cooperate and work together. It couldn't be more perfect.

If they really get together——

Then Gao Junfeng doesn't even have the qualifications to stand aside.

Fengzi clenched his fists, and he felt like he was about to break apart.

And his biggest enemy was upgraded from Tang Song to Tian Guowen.

After all, compared with Qin Hua, Cheng Qiuqiu is not worth mentioning at all.

(End of this chapter)