"Oh?" Tang Song took out his phone and waggled it at him, "So should I ask Director Chen about it in the big group chat right now?"
Upon hearing this, Du Shaokai's expression completely fell apart.
He was the one responsible for maintenance now, and if Tang Song really did that, it would be stirring up trouble!
In his memory, Tang Song had always been the good-natured, fat, laid-back office guy.
Living thriftily, speaking kindly and gently, introverted.
He never expected him to reveal such a sharp edge.
Could it be that he became dumb from losing weight?
He gritted his teeth, lowering his voice, "Song, we're alumni, and we attended plenty of lectures together in university. I know you're the tech-nerd type, someone who really gets work done.
Our company is about to secure a massive round of financing, and it's going to grow even better. Stick with me steadily, and in a couple of years, I can get you a management position.
You might not know this, but the Vice President of our company in charge of channel business, Li Zhongguo, is my uncle."
Having heard this, Tang Song suddenly realized why Chen Yunteng was so supportive of him.
"How's that? I'm doing this for you..." Du Shaokai had just begun to speak when he quickly shut his mouth.
His gaze fixed straight ahead.
The gloomy expression on his face instantly brightened up.
Standing up straight, he waved and greeted with a brilliant smile, "Jing, Huihui, good afternoon! Are you two beautiful ladies also out for a walk?"
"Good afternoon."
Tang Song turned his head and saw two female colleagues approaching him.
Tian Jing and Liu Huihui from the Human Resources Department.
Tang Song's gaze involuntarily concentrated on Tian Jing, who had a sweet appearance.
He couldn't help but marvel again, her skin was so white!
A perfect example of cold, fair complexion—it seemed like it was glowing.
If he had such good skin, he too could be called a "handsome dude".
Of course, as the company's goddess, Tian Jing's figure was also top-notch.
If you were to describe it using the popular internet term, it would be "Born to be suitable for JK uniforms".
Well-proportioned figure, elegant curves, slender waist, legs long and straight.
The old lechers in the company discussed her every day, but very few really dared to pursue her.
After all, the car she drove was an Audi A5.
At this moment, Du Shaokai couldn't care less about Tang Song, quickly walking ahead and positioning himself beside the two women.
He said attentively, "Jing, I have been wanting to compliment you since this morning, your outfit today is fantastic, it suits you very well!"
"Thanks for the compliment, it's well-deserved," Tian Jing said with a smile, making a peace sign, very sweet and cute.
Her outfit today was indeed carefully prepared.
A shirt paired with a knit vest on the top, a pleated skirt for the bottom, and she wore a lotus pink coat over it.
Standing there, she looked just like an anime-style beautiful girl, very eye-catching.
Liu Huihui feigned anger, "That's too much! Praising only one of two girls, you're trying to incite conflict within us, be careful or I'll change your attendance record."
"You also... are okay, I guess."
"I'll hit you! Don't run if you dare!"
The three of them stood together, laughing and joking, and when they came to their senses, they realized Tang Song had already walked far away.
Liu Huihui remarked, "Tang Song is quite impressive, huh? He got so slim without making a sound. Speaking of this perseverance, it's quite remarkable."
Du Shaokai chuckled lightly, "Maybe he was rejected when he confessed to a girl, then read some inspirational stuff and started to smear shit on walls."
He deliberately emphasized the phrase "smear shit on walls" and even made a motion of smearing a wall.
This made Liu Huihui and Tian Jing shake with laughter.
Tian Jing blinked, her gaze shifting subconsciously towards Tang Song's retreating figure.
She didn't have much of an impression of this somewhat silent colleague, only remembering that he was a bit chubby.
She always saw him busy at the Friday afternoon tea sessions she was in charge of.
...
4:20 PM.
"Ding-dong—" the WeChat notification sound rang out.
[Zhao Yaqian: "Sorry, bro, I just got done being busy. I'm free tonight, and I know a fried skewer place that's really, really good. Can I treat you to dinner there? Please? (#craving)"]
After hesitating for a moment, Tang Song replied, "Okay, I get off work at 6 p.m."
[Zhao Yaqian: "Great, I'll wait for you at the store, see you later."]
Exiting the chat interface, Tang Song touched his empty stomach and felt somewhat vexed.
If he went to the fried skewer restaurant, he might really lose control and eat a big meal, which would delay his challenge task.
After pondering for a while, he simply ran down to the Lawson Convenience Store downstairs.
He bought a box of milk, a baked sweet potato, and some skewers of oden.
He needed to fill up his stomach first.
At 6 p.m., he closed his computer, clocked out on time, and left work.
He stepped out of the office building's front door.
A slightly cold breeze hit him, carrying with it the moist fragrance of soil.
Tang Song looked up to see that the sky was accumulating dark clouds, the color growing deeper.
It seemed to predict that a spring rain was soon to arrive.
Luckily, Yunsheng Square wasn't far away, less than a ten-minute walk.
Tang Song bet he wouldn't be that unlucky.
Wrapping himself in his coat, he jogged along the sidewalk toward Yunsheng Square.
The sky gradually darkened, the wind grew stronger, and pedestrians on the road hurried along.
"Patter~" A coolness hit his forehead.
Then, droplets of rain began to fall, increasingly dense.
It started to rain.
"Just my luck!" Tang Song gradually slowed his pace, unable to help but sigh.
"Beep beep beep—" The honking of a car sounded from beside him.
A white Honda Civic slowly rolled down its window, and Guo Peng leaned out, shouting, "Come on, boy! Get in the car!"
With a light chuckle, Tang Song opened the door and got in, "Thanks for the lift, Brother Guo!"
"Don't mention it, where are you headed? I'll take you."
"Yunsheng Square, the pedestrian street by the west gate."
"Alright, let's go!" Guo Peng shouted, released the brake, and the car slowly started moving.
The dense raindrops hit the windshield, then were swept away by the wipers.
The car's stereo was playing melodious music.
'All springs are kneaded into one morning
Turning all unstoppable words into secrets and closing the door
Oh unexplainable emotions, who will take them away...'
"That's the good thing about having a car, something to shelter you from wind and rain on the road, and no worries about catching a ride when going out with a girl," Guo Peng patted the steering wheel, expressing his thoughts, "I've saved up enough for a down payment, planning to buy a house next month. I'll even go for a second-hand one, doesn't matter if the apartment complex is a bit old, just needs to have two bedrooms. Once I have both a car and a house, I'll have some leverage when it comes to matchmaking."
"That's great, I wish you all the best, Brother Guo, and hope you find a beautiful bride soon."
"Heh, keep it up, Song, your day will come too, it's not far off."
Tang Song looked out at the busy streets and hurried passersby, nodding lightly.
Guo Peng was already 30 this year and had been working hard to buy a house in Yan City, under a lot of pressure. Now he was finally about to get what he wanted.
Once, Tang Song felt that Brother Guo's life was what his future looked like.
They chatted briefly in the car before arriving at the pedestrian street outside Yunsheng Square, very close to Yiz Beauty Salon.
Tang Song said goodbye, opened the door, and got out.
Shielding his hair with his hands, he ran forward a few steps and saw a tall figure standing at the door.
It seemed she had noticed the somewhat disheveled Tang Song.
Zhao Yaqian hurriedly opened a beautiful Rainbow Umbrella and quickly approached in flat leather shoes.
In the dusky twilight with rain mist, lights on the pedestrian street suddenly lit up, and the evening breeze carried fine threads of rain through the streets and alleys.
Occasionally, some rain bypassed the umbrella and splashed onto Zhao Yaqian's blazer.
Watching her figure draw nearer, Tang Song heard the crisp sound of the system notification in his ear.
"Ding! You have triggered the side mission [My First Car]. Please proceed to the [Task Center] to check it out."