Chapter 194: Car Cover

Early June, on the street at night.

Cheng Qiuqiu looked at her two friends walking over, then glanced at the silver car over there.

A look of confusion appeared on her face. "Wenning, Dongbing, what were you two doing over there just now? I think I saw you kicking the car."

Liu Wenning's eyes were clear and bright as he said, "That car owner is a total idiot. He was parking recklessly in our neighborhood earlier and even flashed his high beams at me."

Zhou Dongbing shrugged and said brazenly, "Heh heh, it just so happened I stepped in a mud puddle on the way here, and my soles were filthy, so I just wiped the mud off on it. Consider it helping Wenning vent some frustration."

Hearing this, Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and said, "Isn't that a bit bad? Besides, there are cameras around."

"Never mind whether that idiot car owner can find out, we just wiped our feet and gave it a couple of light kicks," Zhou Dongbing said dismissively. "The rear fender of that Mercedes is iron; it won't deform from this level of force, and it'll be clean with a quick wipe. Even if it scratched the paint a tiny bit, it's hard to assess the damage. You think he's going to go through the trouble of calling the police and checking surveillance?"

The female keyboardist nearby, Mo Li, patted Qiuqiu on the shoulder and said with a laugh, "Alright, QQ, it's no big deal, why get hung up on it?"

Cheng Qiuqiu said "Mm," and didn't speak again.

Liu Wenning looked at the empty street ahead and the starry sky, facing the cool night breeze, and suddenly shouted, "Wow—!"

He unslung the guitar from his shoulder, strummed the strings casually, and sang as he walked.

"BGM: Goodbye my love, I wanna say goodbye.

Goodbye my past, I want a new life.

Goodbye my tears, falls, and failures..."

Zhou Dongbing and Mo Li clapped their hands, keeping the beat, and sang along.

A smile also appeared on Cheng Qiuqiu's face as she gently clapped her hands, watching her three friends.

Liu Wenning looked at Cheng Qiuqiu's exquisite, sculpted face, his singing growing louder and louder, echoing down this tree-lined path.

This song was "My Sky" by Nanzheng Beizhan, which expressed his current mood perfectly.

The night downstairs, the two people embracing, the silver Mercedes, the dazzling meteor shower headlights, and his own clown-like self.

Ever since that day, this scene had appeared in his mind from time to time.

For him, it was a hurdle that was hard to overcome, and also a humiliating past.

But now, he could be considered completely over Gao Mengting.

A blessing in disguise.

He liked Gao Mengting because he liked the literary aura and idealism she exuded; he liked watching her read while bathed in sunlight, and he liked watching her eyes sparkle when she talked about Tolstoy, Goethe, and Mao Dun.

But all these filters dissipated after that night.

By comparison, Cheng Qiuqiu satisfied his fantasies about a partner much more.

She also loved reading, was an art student, had a high level of painting skill, could play the bass, and could dance.

They both loved music and were passionate about art.

Moreover, Cheng Qiuqiu had just entered society and still carried the innocence of an ivory-tower girl.

Especially when he played and sang folk songs, the focus and appreciation in her eyes were like smoke, making him fascinated and addicted.

He also believed that as long as the two of them spent more time together, their feelings would naturally blossom.

The singing gradually stopped.

Liu Wenning put away his guitar and smiled at Cheng Qiuqiu, "Your performance tonight was great! Your mindset was very steady, and that bass part was even better than during rehearsal. I feel like with your conditions, you could totally go and try your luck in the entertainment industry."

Mo Li hugged her arm, "Yeah, QQ, with your face, figure, and singing ability, you're no worse than those idols. You could try out for a talent show."

Cheng Qiuqiu shook her head calmly, "I just like music, just like I like painting. If you really made me be a singer, it definitely wouldn't work."

She still had self-awareness; she did have some musical talent, but it wasn't outstanding enough.

Right now, she just wanted to excel in her main job; the band and performances were more like Easter eggs added to her life.

Being able to muster the courage to participate in this impromptu band's performance today was also because she really wanted to sing Su Yu's songs.

June 19th was the university graduation ceremony, and June 20th was Su Yu's concert.

It had to be said that it was fate; how she wished she could see her in person! Unfortunately, she couldn't grab a ticket no matter what.

She had been a fan of Su Yu since middle school; at that time, Su Yu was still the main dancer of the Echo girl group, with peerless singing ability.

Because she was too excellent and beautiful, she was ostracized and backstabbed by her teammates.

She had witnessed with her own eyes the other party fall into the trough, then rise with the wind to become a domestic superstar and now the most prestigious female singer.

Her feelings for Su Yu had gone from liking at the beginning, to worship, to being unable to extricate herself.

The power of a role model is great; perhaps if you like a star for a long time, you really will become more and more like them.

Many of her friends said they saw Su Yu's shadow in her.

For her, this was the most gratifying compliment.

"Who is so wicked! The car was parked in a proper spot, it didn't get in his way!" Standing nearby, Xu Qing stepped forward to take a closer look, feeling both angry and pained. "Such a new car, truly hateful! This was definitely intentional, stepping on it with mud and then wiping it off—what a lowlife!"

Having completely accepted Tang Song as one of her own, she appeared even more anxious than the car owner himself.

The designated driver looked at Tang Song, "Boss, do you want to call the police? It shouldn't have been a hard kick; there's no dent. Because it has a car cover, the paint isn't damaged, so it's not easy to assess the damage."

He was just a designated driver, naturally wanting to finish this order as soon as possible and try not to delay his work.

Tang Song stepped forward to look closely at the position of the footprint; there was indeed no dent, but the car cover should have been scratched by the mud and sand, and one mark was quite deep.

He had seen all the car's information in the safe before; the car cover was a custom model from V-KOOL, which was very expensive.

Even if it was just this rear section, it was completely enough to determine liability.

The money didn't matter; it was mainly this kind of intentional car-kicking behavior that really made him very uncomfortable.

This was the first beloved car he had inherited from the game, and he usually cherished it very much.

Tang Song stood up and said, "Call the police. Whether they pay or not doesn't matter, at least make the other party apologize in person."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Qing had already dialed the phone and started vividly describing the "crime scene."

Tang Song looked at the designated driver next to him and smiled, "Driver, wait a moment, I'll pay you an extra hundred for the designated driving fee."

A smile instantly appeared on the designated driver's face, "Alright, Boss, I'm in no hurry."

Because they were in the main urban area, they waited less than 5 minutes before the police arrived at the scene.

Taking photos, registering information, understanding the demands.

After the process was finished, the police officer said, "We have understood the situation clearly. Next, we will retrieve the surveillance and collect evidence. We will contact you after we find the person."

"Okay, thank you."

The silver Mercedes slowly started and merged into the night of Yancheng.

Xu Qing in the car had a flushed face, her bright, large eyes darting around in the darkness, stealing glances at Tang Song's profile from time to time.

She couldn't help but fantasize about the corresponding plot in her mind, feeling a bit gleeful.

When Tang Song turned his head, he happened to meet her gaze.

Xu Qing was startled and said stiffly, "That... with this graphics card, are you going to reassemble a computer?"

"Mm." Tang Song gently patted the 4090 at his feet and smiled, "I've always used a laptop and really haven't built a desktop before. I plan to get a ROG full set when I have time later, play some 3A masterpieces occasionally, and I can't let down Qingqing's intentions."

Hearing such an intimate address, Xu Qing was so shy she didn't know where to look.

Lowering her head, she stammered, "That... that's great... haha. By the way, I have a friend in Shencheng who works in the digital industry and can get computer parts at a huge discount. If you need it, I can help you buy them."

Tang Song pondered for a moment and said, "Alright, I'll make a list and send it to you later, and you can have your friend give a quote."

"Mm, no problem." Xu Qing nodded; perhaps the aftereffects of the alcohol were kicking in, and she felt her head was dizzy.

The car interior returned to silence.

Xu Qing leaned gently against the back seat of the car, her eyes secretly opening a slit.

The night outside the window flashed past her eyes quickly.

Wrapped in the elegant and exquisite interior, Tang Song sat there quietly, a handsome smile on his lips, his posture upright, his eyes deep.

Confident, calm, and composed.

Xu Qing's heart seemed to be touched, feeling that Tang Song at this moment was exceptionally charming.

More charming than the one she had seen before, and more charming than the one she had fantasized about in her novels.

The car stopped at the south gate of Beicheng Garden.

Xu Qing pushed the car door open and walked down, waving goodbye to Tang Song, "Bye-bye, goodnight."

In her slightly tipsy state, her tone was very cute and naive.

"Wait a moment." Tang Song stepped to the rear of the car and opened the trunk.

He picked through it and brought a white gift bag to her.

"A gift for you."

"I have a gift too!?" Xu Qing widened her eyes in surprise, her JK skirt jumping up and down, looking very excited.

Tang Song's lips curled up, and he lifted the gift bag and shook it gently, "Mm, take it."

Looking at the golden "DIOR" logo on it, Xu Qing licked her lips, feeling a bit embarrassed.

She had given such an expensive gift as the 4090 mainly for her best friend's career.

If it weren't for this, she definitely wouldn't have taken the initiative to give a gift.

By comparison, Tang Song's performance made her feel a bit ashamed.

The first time they ate together, he treated her and even gave her a bracelet.

This time he agreed to invest and even wanted to give her luxury goods.

Taking the heavy gift bag, Xu Qing looked down and was startled.

Inside, there was not only a bag but also quite a few beauty products, which looked very expensive.

Although she didn't know much about luxury goods, she knew it was probably more expensive than her 4090.

"Thank you for the gift, I like it very much." After thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and said, "How about I help you buy the parts for your desktop computer? You don't need to give me money."

She still had nearly 50,000 in savings; at worst, she would spend another 10,000+ to buy him a monitor, case, and the like.

Tang Song looked at her in surprise, "Are you sure?"

Xu Qing was stunned and said weakly, "That... may I ask presumptuously, how much does that ROG full set cost?"

"The whole set comes to about 50,000+."

"Sorry, excuse me." Xu Qing hung her hands in front of her and bowed respectfully.

Her JK uniform, accompanied by her long black hair, fluttered in the wind.

Immediately after, she turned around stiffly, her footsteps getting faster and faster, and she disappeared at the gate with a wiggle of her little butt.

Tang Song shook his head and smiled, feeling it was particularly interesting.

The playful and vivid Xu Qing and that confident and generous school beauty Shen Yu were truly two completely different personalities; he didn't know how they became best friends.

Agreeing to invest in Youjie Housekeeping wasn't an impulsive move, nor was it purely for Shen Yu and Xu Qing.

After obtaining "SloverTrust," he had originally wanted to experience the feeling of operating capital for investment.

According to the content presented at the roadshow, Youjie Housekeeping's operations were still very stable.

This investment wasn't throwing money away, but exchanging it for equivalent shares.

Of course, all of this had to wait until he conducted research and confirmed there were no problems.

The key turned, a "Click—" sound, and the door was opened gently.

Immediately after, Xu Qing poked her head in, and after confirming her best friend wasn't in the living room, she tiptoed in.

Walking into the bedroom, closing the door, and patting her chest, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she wasn't discovered by Yu Yan; otherwise, if she saw her outfit, she would definitely get to the bottom of it.

She still wanted to wait until the investment was confirmed to give her a huge surprise.

"Qingqing." Suddenly, a familiar voice came from the side.

"Ah!" Xu Qing screamed, her hair almost standing on end.

Shen Yu, sitting in front of the computer chair, turned around and looked at her with a serious, scrutinizing gaze.

Xu Qing pouted and said, "Why are you in my room? You scared me!"

The sound of wheels rolling sounded, and Shen Yu stood up from the computer chair.

She walked to her side, snatched the Dior gift bag from her hand, and flipped through it.

Dior chain bag, LV perfume, Chanel silk scarf, lipstick.

Then, Shen Yu leaned over to her mouth and sniffed, frowning, "You're dressed so seductively, drank so much with a client, and you're holding luxury goods worth nearly 30,000!"

"So expensive!?" Xu Qing exclaimed, hurriedly snatching the gift bag from her best friend's hand, hugging it tightly to her chest, nervously saying, "This is mine! It's all mine! This time I definitely won't share it with you!"

Shen Yu pinched her little butt and said irritably, "Qingqing, you wouldn't have gone out for compensated dating behind my back, would you?"

"Com... compensated dating?" Xu Qing's eyes widened suddenly, her face red and hot, "How is that possible! You scheming Yu, what are you talking about!"

"Then what is all this? You big silly Qing."

"Hateful, what an ugly nickname!"

The two hugged and played for a while, and Shen Yu pressed the tipsy Xu Qing onto the bed, pinching her face and saying, "Tell me, what exactly is going on?"

She knew this best friend very well; of course, she didn't believe she would go out and do something like compensated dating.

However, she could see from her actions and demeanor that Xu Qing was hiding something from her.

"Hmph!" Xu Qing snorted with a nasal sound, yawning, her tone muddled, "Let me tell you, regarding your company's investment, I already have a lead. You send me the business plan later; he said as long as there's no problem with your company, he'll invest in this project!"

Shen Yu lowered her head and touched her forehead against hers, "A bit hot, are you running a fever? Or are you drunk?"

Seeing her best friend didn't believe her, Xu Qing "hummed and hawed" for a while, closing her eyes slightly, "Anyway, you have to send it to me; this is an opportunity I got with great difficulty."

She had indeed drunk a bit too much tonight; now that she was home, plus having played with Shen Yu for a while, her head was dizzy, and her eyelids were particularly heavy.

"Alright, I'll send it when I have time."

"Send it now!" Xu Qing reached her hand directly into her pajamas.

Shen Yu's face turned bright red instantly, "Fine, fine, fine, I'll send it to your email right away! Let go of my chest!"

"Mm, mm, so sleepy, I'm going to sleep for a while." Xu Qing yawned and closed her eyes completely.

Shen Yu rubbed her hair helplessly.

She started helping her change into pajamas and wipe her face.

Looking at Xu Qing's flushed face.

Shen Yu had a sense of loss that her ignorant little sister had grown up.

Dating a boy behind her back, wearing JK, receiving gifts, and drinking so much.

Maybe in a while, she would be getting a boyfriend and talking about marriage.

Starting from being desk mates in the first year of middle school, their 13-year relationship had never been separated, and they had long been familiar with each other.

Thinking that in the future, the two would have their own families and live separately, Shen Yu felt a bit lost.

June 2, 2023, Friday, sunny to cloudy, 17~29c.

10:00 AM.

"Ding-a-ling—" "Ding-a-ling—"

The harsh cell phone ringtone rang non-stop.

Zhou Dongbing next to him patted him, "Wenning, your phone is ringing."

Liu Wenning turned over, eyes bleary, and picked up the phone from the nightstand.

Yawning as he answered the phone, his tone was exhausted, "Hello, who is this?"

After they left the restaurant last night, Cheng Qiuqiu went to sleep next door, and Liu Wenning brought two friends home and drank until past 2:00 AM; now he was still in a state of hangover.

Soon, a serious voice came from the receiver.

Liu Wenning's eyes widened a circle, instantly waking up, and he said nervously, "Yes, I am Liu Wenning, Zhou Dongbing is right next to me, may I ask what you are looking for us for?"

"We did stay at Music Feast until night last night, but I'm not sure exactly what time we came out."

"Kicking the car? Uh, it seems there is such a thing, mainly because we were drunk at the time, our brains weren't clear, plus we were chatting happily with friends, so we just wiped the mud on our shoes off, it wasn't intentional."

"Apologize in person? Compensate 500 yuan? We can pay the money, we just need the other party to prove that the scratch on his car cover is worth that much. Apologizing in person probably won't work, we are all very busy with work."

Hanging up the phone, Liu Wenning's face became very ugly.

Zhou Dongbing also woke up and asked with a frown, "Is it that car owner from yesterday?"

Liu Wenning nodded, "He said it scratched his car cover, as long as we go to apologize in person, we only need to pay 500 yuan."

Zhou Dongbing cursed, "F*ck! Is it necessary? Isn't it just wiping off a few feet of mud? This person is really f*cking disgusting! And he wants us to apologize in person? I won't indulge his bad habits!"

"Mm, I definitely won't do that, at worst I'll just be sued and fined. Let's go, I'm hungry, call Mo Li, let's go downstairs to eat."

Liu Wenning shrugged and didn't take it to heart.

Not apologizing isn't illegal, and anyway, he didn't say he wouldn't pay the money.

It was just a car cover scratch, the loss amount wasn't large, and it wouldn't involve public security management penalties at all.

Thinking of Tang Song's angry look, he felt a bit secretly pleased.

30th floor of Yunxi Building.

In the K1 live broadcast room that was being renovated.

Accompanied by construction manager Wang Dongliang, Tang Song walked around seriously.

The overall style had already taken shape.

It had the feeling of a luxury five-star hotel walk-in closet.

The overall color tone was mainly elegant beige and noble gold, and the walls used high-end silk wallpaper, which felt delicate and had a soft luster.

The floor was paved with dark solid wood flooring, which had a lot of texture and also made the whole live broadcast room look more quiet and comfortable.

Overall, it looked full of atmosphere and very much in line with their user group.

Tang Song nodded and smiled with satisfaction, "Okay, just follow this style and continue to renovate the K2 and K3 live broadcast rooms."

Wang Dongliang hurriedly responded, "Alright, Tang Zong! No problem!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

Tang Song signaled to him, answered the phone, and walked out, "Hello, hello."

"Hello, is this Tang Song? This is the Qiaoxi District *** Police Station. We have already communicated with the two people who kicked the car... take a look, if you don't accept it, we can continue to coordinate."

"Not accepting an in-person apology?" Tang Song shook his head and said politely, "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Then I'll go through the normal legal channels, pursuing accountability and compensation."

Hanging up the phone.

Tang Song didn't take this matter to heart.

This Mercedes S450L itself was registered under a company, and he didn't need to worry about handling such small matters at all.

Subsequently, he directly dialed the phone of Zhao Xingzhi from the Quan Jing Law Firm and briefly described the matter.

He also sent over the invoice, store information, and other details of the car cover.

After going back last night, he had also found the information about the car cover in the safe.

V-KOOL custom model, the invoiced price was 60,000 yuan.

The puncture resistance and tensile strength were both top-notch.

Normally, this level of scratch could be completely repaired with just a heat gun.

However, he could also negotiate with the store and request a brand-new car cover.

In that case, even if only the rear section was replaced, it would definitely exceed 10,000 yuan.

This already involved intentional damage to property and reached the standard for criminal filing; he believed that after the other party recognized the reality, they would definitely take the initiative to apologize. ===== CHAPTER 195 =====