Chapter 102: Care from a Programmer Friend

Isha Beauty Salon.

Because it was a workday, there were not many customers in the beauty salon.

After Zhao Yaqian finished the treatment for the appointment customer, she put all the skincare products and instruments back in place and changed the beauty bed with new sheets.

Sitting on the stool, she took out her phone and looked at it.

It was almost 6:00 PM.

She still hadn't received a message from Tang Song, and her heart couldn't help but start to feel anxious.

She had been waiting for his message since she got up this morning, but a whole day had passed, and there was nothing.

They had clearly kissed, and she had given him a watch, so why was he still so cold?

Zhao Yaqian sighed.

Programmer friend! Don't you even know how to take the initiative to care about Beauty Zhao?

She had given him her first kiss, how pitiful!

Her shoulder was suddenly patted, and a colleague said: "Qian Qian, the boxed lunch we ordered has arrived, go downstairs and pick it up."

"Alright, I'll go immediately." Zhao Yaqian hurriedly put away her phone and walked out quickly.

Every evening from 18:00 to 19:00 is the employees' meal time.

Beauticians who have no work tasks can eat normally.

Soon, Zhao Yaqian walked back carrying a large bag of boxed lunches and put them in the employee lounge.

They were all ordered from the same shop, one meat and two vegetables for 14 yuan.

The portion was not small, and the taste was good, which was deeply loved by the colleagues; every time, more than a dozen people ordered together.

She was a newcomer, still a small shrimp in the trial period, so she had to do the running errands.

Taking out the boxed lunches and putting them away.

Sister Li walked over and asked with concern: "Qian Qian, how have you been feeling these past few days?"

"Pretty good, especially on workdays, it's much easier than before."

"That's good." Sister Li smiled and said: "Persist through this period, and after you become a regular, you can apply for shift rotation; the day shift is much easier than the night shift."

She had also come not long ago and was on the night shift every day.

With an acquaintance like Zhao Yaqian, they could also huddle together for warmth.

"Mm-hmm, let's work hard together!" Zhao Yaqian waved her fist forcefully.

"Tap tap tap," footsteps sounded, and several female colleagues who had finished their work walked in, starting to search for their own boxed lunches on their own.

"Wow, today's braised pork is really good! Three layers of fat, looks delicious."

"Kung Pao Chicken is also good, lots of chicken."

"Why is today's preserved vegetable pork belly so fatty? Stepped on a mine. Hey, Zhao Yaqian, what did you order today?"

Zhao Yaqian hurriedly replied: "Sister Yan, I ordered Kung Pao Chicken, organic cauliflower, and shiitake mushrooms with rapeseed."

Wang Yan's eyes rolled, and she covered her boxed lunch again: "I remember you can eat fatty meat, it just so happens that we'll swap; you eat this one of mine."

After speaking, she took the one in front of her directly.

Zhao Yaqian was stunned, shocked by her shamelessness.

Sister Li next to her pulled her arm and gave her a wink.

Zhao Yaqian bit her lip and swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

She had heard from Sister Li before that this Wang Yan was a relative of the store manager, so it was best not to provoke her.

The female colleagues around looked at them and didn't say anything.

Zhao Yaqian pouted aggrievedly, stood up, and took Wang Yan's boxed lunch.

In the half year since entering society, she hadn't gone smoothly in the workplace, and she had deeply realized the difficulty of life.

Although she was very unhappy, there was no way.

"Buzz buzz buzz—" The phone on the table vibrated wildly.

It was an unfamiliar phone number.

She answered the call.

"Hello, hello, is this Ms. Zhao Yaqian?" A young female voice came from the receiver.

"Mm-hmm, it's me, what's the matter?"

"It's like this, Mr. Tang helped you order a delivery set at our restaurant. Which floor are you on now? I'll send it up to you."

Hearing the three words "Mr. Tang," Zhao Yaqian's heart jumped; she knew it must be Brother Song.

He actually ordered takeout for her, so why didn't he say anything in advance! Is he trying to give me a surprise?

Zhao Yaqian instantly beamed with joy, and the grievances and unhappiness just now disappeared.

Excitedly: "No need, I'll go down and get it!"

"It's okay, we'll send it up. We often come to Isha Beauty Salon to deliver meals, so we're quite familiar. And there are quite a lot of things, it won't be easy for you to carry alone."

Zhao Yaqian was stunned, not understanding what this sentence meant.

Isn't it just a takeout? Why would it be hard to carry?

She wasn't a nitpicky person, so she immediately said: "That's fine, thank you, I'm in the employee lounge at the far west end of the second floor."

Sister Li glanced at her and asked: "What's the matter, Qian Qian?"

Zhao Yaqian stuck out her tongue and said happily: "Takeout ordered by a friend, didn't tell me in advance."

"Is it a boyfriend?" Sister Li's eyes flashed with gossip flames, "When did you start dating? How come I've never heard you mention it?"

A female colleague next to her asked curiously: "Yaqian, is it your boyfriend? I heard from Weiwei that your boyfriend is a rich and handsome guy driving a BMW, is it true or false?"

Zhao Yaqian's face flushed, and she stammered: "Uh, no... that..."

The title of boyfriend made her heart beat faster.

But they hadn't clarified their relationship yet, and she didn't know what they counted as now.

Couple? Ambiguous object? Good friend?

Wang Yan, who was eating, glanced at her and teased: "If you really had a rich and handsome boyfriend, would you still come here to work with us?"

Several other colleagues also laughed, not believing it very much.

Zhao Yaqian pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

"Dong dong dong—" The door of the employee lounge was knocked.

Two women in dark blue uniforms appeared at the door, carrying two beautiful large boxes, with upright postures and smiles on their faces.

"Excuse me, which one is Ms. Zhao Yaqian?"

Hearing her name, Zhao Yaqian hurriedly stood up, "Here."

The two women walked over quickly and put the boxes on the table.

"Wait a moment, we'll help you take out the meal."

"Oh oh!" Zhao Yaqian nodded, looking at them with surprise, not understanding what kind of takeout Tang Song ordered, why the packaging was so big.

Colleagues stopped eating one after another and began to discuss.

"Isn't this takeout from Private Banquet Mansion?"

"Definitely, there's even a logo on it."

"One of my diamond card members often orders dinner from this restaurant, several hundred yuan a meal."

As a high-end beauty salon, most of the members here are rich people.

Sometimes when the treatment time is long, they will also order meals themselves.

Private Banquet Mansion is considered the highest-end restaurant around, and it is also their favorite.

The outer packaging of the paper box was opened, revealing the thick thermal insulation aluminum foil layer inside.

Soon, exquisite meal boxes were taken out one by one and placed on the table in front of Zhao Yaqian.

Counting them, there were eight in total, not big, but particularly beautiful.

"Ms. Zhao, this is today's meal list, please take a look."

Zhao Yaqian blinked and took it to look seriously.

Clear-stewed beef brisket with three-color radish, braised abalone with flower mushrooms, meat pie with swimming crab, clear chicken soup with mushrooms, braised beef, cherries...

Before she could react.

Another box was also opened, and inside was a huge, huge, huge thick durian mille-feuille cake, and it was very big, should be 10 inches.

"Ms. Zhao, Mr. Tang said that this cake is for your colleagues."

Zhao Yaqian nodded blankly, her gaze fixed on the things on the table.

"Then we'll go first, wish you a pleasant meal."

"Okay, thank you."

Watching them leave, the lounge instantly became lively.

A group of colleagues gathered around, surrounding her, discussing chattering.

"Yaqian! Is this the meal your boyfriend ordered for you?"

"So rich! Private Banquet Mansion's delivery set!"

"Qian Qian, I just heard, this durian mille-feuille is for us to eat! Cut it quickly!"

"I want to eat! I want to eat!"

"Private Banquet Mansion's durian mille-feuille, it is said that they all use a combination of Golden Pillow + Musang King, this 10-inch one, estimated to be nearly two thousand?"

"Qian Qian, your boyfriend is really good!"

Amidst the praise, Zhao Yaqian was dizzy and flushed.

Picking up the serrated knife, she began to divide the cake and distribute it to her colleagues one by one.

Through the cross-section, one could see that it was full of golden durian pulp, with sufficient portions.

"Thank you, Qian Qian!"

"Thank you, dear!"

"Must post on Moments! This cake is too great!"

"First time eating such an expensive durian mille-feuille!"

A circle of cake was distributed, and the colleagues who were originally lukewarm to her instantly became good sisters.

The gaze looking at her also became very friendly.

The only one who didn't come to get the cake was Wang Yan; after all, she had just mocked her, and it was hard to stick to her face at this time.

Among the crowd of colleagues eating cake, she appeared particularly awkward.

Wang Yan pouted, picked up her boxed lunch, and left the lounge.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yaqian vaguely understood that Brother Song was helping her maintain colleague relations, hoping that her work atmosphere could be relaxed and pleasant.

Opening the meal boxes in front of her one by one, revealing the exquisite dishes, fruits, and hot soup inside.

The fragrant smell came, and her stomach "gurgled."

Swallowing her saliva, she picked up her phone and took a photo, sharing it with Tang Song.

Leaving a message: "Takeout has been received, cake has also been shared with colleagues, everyone is very happy. Thank you, Brother Song, I am also very happy, and I have never eaten such high-end food before."

She was never a pretentious person; since Tang Song had sent the surprise, she would happily accept it and be good to him in the future.

Picking up her chopsticks and picking up a piece of clear-stewed beef brisket, it melted in her mouth, the mellow and deep meat fragrance lingering.

Picking up a piece of abalone, the texture was smooth and tender, the taste was unique, too delicious!

The cherries were very large, the pulp was full and firm, really sweet!

The 19-year-old beautician, on this ordinary evening, tasted such luxurious and delicious food for the first time and was greatly shocked.

Feeling that the steak buffet in Wanda that she had been thinking about was nothing.

"Buzz buzz buzz—"

【Tang Song: "As long as you are happy, but I prefer to see your photos, not the food."】

Zhao Yaqian's eyebrows curved, and she selected a photo of herself today in the album and shared it.

【Tang Song: "Still so pretty, the outfit is also great, but I still want to understand your inner wear style, such as what kind of silk stockings, base layers, etc."】

Zhao Yaqian bit her moist lips and replied: "Not allowed to be lewd!"

But in her heart, she was thinking, should she take a photo when she changes clothes after work?

After all, the performance of the programmer friend today was really too good!

If it's just a base layer, it should be fine, right? ===== CHAPTER 103 =====