Chapter 199

"Aren't you just being a total troll?" Zhang Ziqi looked at her, speechless.

What kind of conditions does Tang Song have?

A young, handsome executive at a large enterprise, living in Yanjing Huating, driving a luxury car.

"Anyway, I just don't want to go on blind dates right now!"

Wen Ruan picked up the air conditioner remote from the coffee table and turned up the fan speed.

She took off her sun-protective jacket, revealing a dark blue tight-fitting sports tank top.

She picked up the RIO cocktail from the table, opened her mouth, and revealed her white, neat teeth.

"Pop!" The bottle cap was opened cleanly and neatly.

"Gulp, gulp—"

The icy liquor slid down her throat, and she leaned back on the sofa comfortably, her face full of satisfaction.

Being kicked out in 30-degree weather really had her overheated.

Zhang Ziqi sat on the stool opposite her, looking at her voluptuous, sexy figure, and felt incredibly envious.

She couldn't help but say, "I just don't get it. Since Tang Song fits your criteria for a partner so well, why not just go for it? You've said before that you're 'E-ager to move forward,' and with those big breasts and big butt of yours, I don't believe he can hold out."

Wen Ruan was the woman with the best figure she had ever seen in real life: a large frame, E-cup, ab definition, and a peach-shaped butt.

She had been particularly popular when working at the Chengyuan Building, and there had always been no shortage of people chasing her.

And she had been even younger back then, with skin that was supple and outstanding.

Wen Ruan took another sip of the cocktail and said helplessly, "You don't understand; he's a bit too excellent."

Zhang Ziqi was stunned. "Isn't that a good thing? If I had a partner like that, I'd wake up laughing in my dreams."

"He lives in a large open-plan apartment in Yanjing Huating; I checked the prices there, and one unit is about 15 million. The car he drives is a Mercedes S450L, worth 1.5 million. Besides being the CTO of Jinxiu Trading, he also has his own clothing e-commerce company in Yunxi Building."

Zhang Ziqi's mouth gradually opened wide. Before, she had only heard Wen Ruan and Hu Mingli chatting in the group, understanding Tang Song's general situation, but she didn't know the details and didn't have a very clear concept.

With these numbers laid out one by one, for an ordinary person like her, the impact was immense.

"Of course, the more critical thing is that he's only 25. Mingli said he used to be quite... introverted, and I've seen photos of him before he lost weight." Wen Ruan paused. "Let's put it this way: he's like a freshly baked piece of Tang Monk meat right now; who knows how many little demons are going to pounce on him."

"Gulp, gulp—" She drank a few more sips of alcohol and smiled bitterly. "It's a pity I'm not Sun Wukong; I can't protect him. To avoid crying like an idiot later on, I've just decided to give up."

Zhang Ziqi instantly understood her thinking.

The level of excellence Tang Song displayed meant dating should be no problem, but the difficulty coefficient of wanting to marry him was too high.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Ziqi said earnestly, "If I were you, I absolutely wouldn't give up so easily."

"I'm afraid that when I fail in the end, I won't be able to handle the blow."

"Zhuangzhuang, will you regret it later then?"

The expression on Wen Ruan's face froze, and a sense of loss welled up in her heart.

Regret? Probably, maybe, definitely.

Zhang Ziqi patted her shoulder, imitating the voice from Honor of Kings, and said, "Be a fanatical and willful witch, and abduct your handsome boyfriend home."

Looking at Wen Ruan, who was sitting there in a daze, Zhang Ziqi's eyes flashed. She took out her phone, snapped a photo, and shared it directly with Tang Song.

She left a message: "Mr. Tang, your girlfriend has been kicked out of her house by her parents and is currently staying at my place. She's eating my food, drinking my drinks, and using my things—you'd better take responsibility."

After a while.

"Ding-dong—" The WeChat notification sound rang out.

【Tang Song: "Transferred 10,000.00, please accept."】

【Tang Song: "Take good care of my girlfriend. Whatever she wants to eat or drink, you arrange it for her."】

"Holy crap!" Zhang Ziqi exclaimed, finally experiencing what Hu Mingli felt. Who could handle this?

Never mind taking care of her for a few days; with treatment like this, I'd have no problem quitting my job to be her nanny!

Wen Ruan raised her head in surprise. "What's wrong, Ziqi?"

Zhang Ziqi quickly shook her head and said, "Nothing, nothing, I'm fine. Use my tablet; watch whatever show you want directly. I'll buy the membership for whichever platform you need. Oh right, how can you watch shows without snacks? I'll place an order immediately to buy some duck products, nuts, and the like. You just stay here comfortably, and don't go back until your parents' anger has subsided."

Wen Ruan blinked, looking at her suspiciously. "How come you feel so strange? Since when have you been so enthusiastic?"

"Hehe, it's because I feel bad for my best friend!" Zhang Ziqi said, accepting the transfer directly.

She replied on WeChat: "Received. I'll go buy a high-end summer quilt and a latex pillow in a bit. For the next period of time, I'll definitely take care of her comfortably."

"Ding-dong—"

【Tang Song: "Transferred 10,000.00, please accept."】

【Tang Song: "Thank you for your hard work."】

Zhang Ziqi pressed her hand firmly against her chest, moved beyond words.

What is a good man? This is it!

Zhuangzhuang! It's really not that I, your best friend, don't love you; it's just that Mr. Tang is too charming! You should just give in to him!

【Zhang Ziqi: Jinxiu Xincheng. map】

【Zhang Ziqi: "I live in Building 10, Unit 2, Room 302. You're welcome to come play when you're free."】

5:00 PM.

A dormitory on the west side of the 3rd floor.

Independent bathroom, washing machine, water heater; each room has 4 beds, with the upper bunk for sleeping and the lower bunk for a desk.

Overall, the accommodation environment is passable.

After Zhang Jiahong joins the company, she can stay in the staff dormitory for free for the first two years, after which she will need to pay accommodation fees.

After getting everything settled, the four of them sat on stools and chatted with Zhang Jiahong's roommates for a while.

Tang Song also gained a general understanding of the company's situation.

Honglichen Clothing Factory was established in 2009 and is a small-to-medium-sized clothing manufacturing company.

The factory covers an area of 5,000 square meters and has about 150 employees, covering departments such as design, production, and sales.

It is mainly engaged in the design and OEM of men's clothing such as windbreakers and jackets.

There are several other factories of similar scale in this industrial zone, sharing a staff dormitory building.

Overall, this is a formal company that is just about passable.

Although the benefits are average, it provides food and housing, and there are no entertainment venues or shopping malls nearby, so one can save money.

This is also the main reason Zhang Jiahong chose this place.

6:30 PM.

Yihe Hot Pot Restaurant.

"To Jiahong's work going smoothly! Cheers!"

"Cheers!" "Cheers!"

"Ding, ding, ding—" The sound of glass cups clinking rang out.

The four of them took a sip of their drinks and began to feast on the shabu-shabu mutton.

The 3 girls didn't care much about their table manners, stuffing mutton rolls coated in sesame sauce into their mouths, their faces full of satisfaction.

They had been busy moving all day, and had only had a simple bite at noon, so they were truly hungry now.

In the noisy hot pot restaurant, the four of them sat by the window, eating and chatting, the atmosphere very joyful.

They were mainly dreaming about a beautiful future.

Yao Lingling and Li Shumin teased and wished Zhang Jiahong well from time to time.

The smile on Zhang Jiahong's face also grew wider and wider, and the sorrow of parting was completely washed away.

She had previously taken the civil service exam because she felt the clothing design industry was hard to get by in, and she had suffered quite a few grievances at her company.

Now, because of the changes in her family, she had to throw herself into work, so naturally, she had beautiful expectations for her future.

"Little brother!" Yao Lingling nudged Tang Song's arm beside her and asked curiously, "What is your plan for your own future?"

"Senior, as such an excellent programmer, will you go to develop in first-tier cities like the Imperial Capital or Magic City in the future?"

Tang Song smiled. "My journey is the sea of stars."

The 3 girls covered their mouths and giggled.

Yao Lingling raised her cup, her eyes shining brightly. "May Senior's journey be to the sea of stars, with a future as bright as a painting."

Li Shumin quickly put down her chopsticks. "Wishing Senior everything goes smoothly."

Zhang Jiahong also followed up with a blessing: "Wishing Senior to ride the wind and break the waves, and live up to the time of your youth!"

A joyful smile appeared on Tang Song's face, and he said sincerely, "I also wish the three junior sisters that all your requests are granted, and that you become top clothing designers."

He was about to become a director of Huashang Apparel, and in the future, he really could help them realize their dreams.

Walking out of the hot pot restaurant's entrance.

The sky had already completely darkened.

"Beep, beep, beep—" A short, sharp honking sound rang out from the roadside.

Immediately after, the door of a Porsche Cayenne with its hazard lights on was pushed open.

A tall, thin boy walked out from inside, wearing trendy clothes, one hand in his pocket, his face full of smiles.

"Hello, good evening!"

"Mingxuan? Why are you here?" Yao Lingling looked at him in surprise.

Xiao Mingxuan shrugged. "I saw the update Shumin posted on WeChat Moments, and it just so happens my home is nearby. Hearing Shumin say you were going to go K-singing later, and being quite bored at home, I just came over to play. How about it, am I welcome?"

"Of course you're welcome!" Li Shumin smiled happily, pulling Zhang Jiahong's arm, and introduced her: "This is my and Lingling's good sister and college roommate, Zhang Jiahong, who also works in clothing design."

She had called Xiao Mingxuan over mainly to introduce Zhang Jiahong to him so they could get to know each other while singing.

In the future, if a corresponding position opened up at the company, they could take the opportunity to give a referral, and the success rate would be higher.

"Hello, Jiahong." Xiao Mingxuan greeted her, then cast his gaze toward Tang Song. "And this is?"

At over 1.8 meters tall, wearing fashionable casual clothes, with a great physique, he was a standard handsome guy, and his temperament was particularly outstanding.

Yao Lingling took the initiative to speak up: "This is our senior, Tang Song, who helped us move today."

Xiao Mingxuan raised his sharp eyebrows, smiled, and reached out his hand toward him. "Hello, I'm Lingling's colleague, Xiao Mingxuan."

"Hello." Tang Song politely shook hands with him.

Xiao Mingxuan said in a relaxed tone, "About two kilometers from here, there's a Shenghao KTV that a friend of mine opened, and the setup inside is quite good. Do me a favor and go there to support his business, how about it?"

Li Shumin nodded quickly. "Alright! Since it's a friend's shop, naturally we should support it."

"Alright, then let's go there."

Xiao Mingxuan pointed to the Cayenne on the side of the road and said to Yao Lingling, "Let's go, ride in my car."

After finishing, he cast an appreciative gaze toward his female colleague.

Today, Yao Lingling was wearing ordinary jeans and a T-shirt, with a high ponytail, looking youthful and beautiful, and still carrying some student-like air that hadn't dissipated.

Yao Lingling pursed her lips and subconsciously looked at Tang Song beside her.

Zhang Jiahong's eyes darted around, and she pulled Li Shumin and said, "We two have never ridden in a Porsche before; can you let us experience it?"

"Of course, no problem." Xiao Mingxuan smiled.

Yao Lingling took the opportunity to speak up: "Then you guys ride in Mingxuan's car; I'll ride in Senior's. It's hard to park when it's dark, so I'll help keep an eye out."

The smile on Xiao Mingxuan's face paused, then he said nonchalantly, "OK, I'll send you the location."

Tang Song pressed his car key, and the lights of the Wuling Hongguang S parked in the space outside the door lit up.

"Let's go, let's go!" Zhang Jiahong pushed Yao Lingling and pulled Li Shumin into the back seat of the Cayenne.

Xiao Mingxuan, standing by the car, looked at Yao Lingling, who had gotten into the passenger seat of the Wuling, smiled indifferently, opened the car door, and climbed in.

Soon, accompanied by the roar of the engine, the dazzling LED headlights lit up, and the black Porsche Cayenne accelerated away.

In the car.

Yao Lingling looked at Tang Song in the driver's seat, wanting to explain something, but felt it seemed somewhat superfluous.

"Lingling." Tang Song suddenly called her name.

Yao Lingling's heart skipped a beat, and she said somewhat nervously, "Ah, I'm here."

Tang Song looked at her jumpy self and smiled. "Navigation, I really don't know where that KTV is."

"Oh, oh, I forgot, sorry about that." Yao Lingling gave a silly laugh, quickly took out her phone, opened the location Xiao Mingxuan had sent, and started the navigation.

"Vroom, vroom, vroom—" The Wuling Hongguang nimbly drove out of the parking space and merged into the traffic.

Outside Shenghao KTV, the group of 5 gathered together again.

Xiao Mingxuan took the initiative to stand beside Yao Lingling, leading them into the luxurious and dazzling lobby.

A huge crystal chandelier hung from the top, and the entire space was enveloped in soft, brilliant light.

Exquisite murals and reliefs, high-end sofas and coffee tables, fashionable and gorgeous wine cabinets, waiters in crisp uniforms...

Several of the girls were a bit dumbfounded.

Zhang Jiahong subconsciously touched her bag; today was for helping her move, so naturally, she was the one treating.

But looking at the scale of this KTV, it seemed she couldn't afford to treat!

"Brother Xiao, you're here!" "Brother Xiao!" "Brother Xiao!"

Seeing the guests walk in, the waiters in the lobby quickly greeted them proactively.

Xiao Mingxuan looked at the expressions of Yao Lingling and the others and joked, "I'm treating tonight to support my brother's business; nobody fight me for it. Whatever you want to eat or drink, just order it."

"Thank you, Little President Xiao!" Li Shumin's eyes became bright and shiny.

Yao Lingling and Zhang Jiahong said thank you somewhat awkwardly.

Xiao Mingxuan took a card out of his pants pocket and threw it onto the front desk; the female receptionist quickly picked up the card and started opening a private room.

Soon, led by a waiter, the group of 5 walked through the gorgeous corridor and arrived in front of the 888 private room.

Pushing open the heavy door, icy blue light immediately seeped out.

Walking into the spacious private room, the eyes of several girls instantly widened, their faces full of surprise.

Hollow, main-light-free design, with dozens of LED lights embedded all around, making the entire venue incredibly dazzling.

A large amount of metal and glass furniture, eye-catching.

Three super-large monitors, wrap-around soft sofas.

The entire private room was full of a sense of technology and beauty.

Xiao Mingxuan snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "The song library here is quite complete, and the sound system is also not bad."

"This private room must be very expensive, isn't it too extravagant?" Yao Lingling felt a bit embarrassed.

"Why be so polite." Xiao Mingxuan shook his head, then blinked and said, "Of course, the most critical thing is that the balance on my card was given by a friend, so I don't have to spend money at all."

Then, he made a few more jokes about his friend.

After his adjustment, the atmosphere quickly became pleasant.

Yao Lingling and the others also relaxed, no longer feeling guilty.

They ran to the song selection machine with great interest and started discussing "chirpily."

After a while, several waiters pushed the door and walked in.

Various fruit platters, beers, and drinks were placed on the two coffee tables.

Xiao Mingxuan patted Tang Song's arm and said enthusiastically, "Sit, brother, don't be polite with me; there's a menu over there, you can add whatever alcohol you want to drink."

"Thank you." Tang Song smiled, nodded, sat down on the soft sofa, and looked at the surrounding environment.

His posture remained calm and confident, and he didn't seem to have much emotional fluctuation.

A look of contemplation flashed in Xiao Mingxuan's eyes, he gave a light laugh, and walked straight toward the song selection machine.

The beautiful prelude sound came from the surround sound system.

The three girls held microphones, singing "Time Boils the Rain," occasionally accompanied by laughter and playful noise.

Then, they started grabbing the microphones, occasionally accompanied by Xiao Mingxuan's voice.

Although they didn't sing particularly well, the atmosphere was spot on.

Tang Song leaned on the sofa eating fruit, listened for a while, then got up and walked outside.

After using the restroom, he had just walked out of the bathroom.

"Vroom, vroom, vroom—" The phone in his pocket vibrated.

【Zhang Ziqi: Wen Ruan. jpg】

【Zhang Ziqi: "Mr. Tang, in order to let Zhuangzhuang work and play games more comfortably, I specially upgraded the ergonomic chair this afternoon and also arranged a big meal for her. Please rest assured, I will definitely take good care of her!"】

In the photo, Wen Ruan was sitting on the chair, wearing an oversized white T-shirt, with her round, plump thighs exposed.

Through the T-shirt, one could faintly see the inner layer, which was very exciting.

Of course, none of this was important; Tang Song looked at the two words "Zhuangzhuang" and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Good fellow, there are only wrongly named names, no wrongly called nicknames!

Standing in the corridor chatting with Zhang Ziqi for a while, he inquired about the origin of the title "Zhuangzhuang."

Tang Song tucked his phone away, and just as he raised his head, he saw Xiao Mingxuan walking quickly toward the lobby.

Immediately after, he bumped into a fashionable and beautiful girl, and the two stood at the entrance of the stairwell and argued in low voices for a few sentences.

Xiao Mingxuan grabbed her arm and walked outside.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows and stepped into the private room.

"Senior, you're back; let's sing a song together. Mingxuan had some urgent business at home, so he left first." Yao Lingling held two microphones and hopped over to his side.

"Alright." Tang Song smiled, took the microphone, and cast his gaze toward the big screen.

It was a song he was very familiar with, "Partiality."

When he first played fingerstyle guitar, he had chosen this song.

After the familiar prelude finished playing, Yao Lingling stood up, and her clear voice began to sing.

Before the end of a section, she cast a playful gaze toward her side.

Tang Song smiled, also stood up, held the microphone, and sang: "I said, I won't dodge, I insist on doing this..."

Optimized by the 【Magical Throat Lozenge】 and 【Lung Strengthening Potion】, his tone was pure, his breath was steady, and he possessed abundant infectious power.

His gaze looked at his old partner, Wuling Hongguang S.

Yao Lingling widened her eyes, her face slightly red, suddenly feeling that her own singing was terrible.

So she simply put down the microphone and obediently became a listener.

Zhang Jiahong and Li Shumin looked at each other, both becoming quiet, their eyes shining brightly as they looked at Tang Song.

Senior is truly amazing!

9:30 PM.

Jinxiu Xincheng.

"Ta-ta-ta—" The sound of fast typing rang out in the room.

Zhang Ziqi brought the washed fruit to her side. "Try it, it's very sweet."

Wen Ruan stopped her movements, looking suspicious. "What kind of mood are you in, treating me so well today?"

"It's because I feel bad for you." Zhang Ziqi smiled guiltily and immediately changed the subject. "Right, how is the income from your side hustle recently?"

Wen Ruan ate a plump, juicy strawberry and crossed her legs. "It's okay, it's gone up a bit compared to before."

"I'm so envious of you, Zhuangzhuang; when you make it big in the future, you can't forget your sister me, remember to reward me with a bite to eat." Zhang Ziqi affectionately hugged her neck, looking flattering.

Wen Ruan patted her butt. "I've told you many times, this front desk receptionist job has no development."

Zhang Ziqi sighed helplessly; this was indeed a fact.

She had been stuck in her comfort zone and reluctant to climb out before, and now that she was almost 30, it was too hard to change industries.

But fortunately, her best friend was promising and had found a young, wealthy tycoon.

Maybe in the future, she could also benefit like Hu Mingli and get a good job arranged.

Thinking of this, she smiled. "Are you done writing? Let's play games together."

"Almost, wait 10 more minutes for me." Wen Ruan said, turned her chair, and started typing seriously.

Her persistence in traveling, cycling, fitness, and gaming over the past few years wasn't just because of her hobbies.

She also operated these as side hustles, often writing travelogues, insights, reflections, and experiences.

Besides her own self-media account, there were several collaborative posts that had become viral hits with over 10,000 views.

The income from her side hustle, besides covering her mortgage, also allowed her to invest in herself and please herself more calmly.

After persisting for several years, she had also saved up a small treasury, which could be considered the dowry and security she had prepared for herself.

"OK!" Wen Ruan closed her computer, picked up her phone, shook it at Zhang Ziqi, and said with high spirits: "Get online, my little baby! Sister will carry you today with my alt account, definitely making you feel great!"

As she spoke, she clicked on Honor of Kings, logged into the game, and collected her items.

After setting up the room, her gaze slightly condensed, and she saw Tang Song's name in the online friend list.

On the other side, Tang Song, who had finished singing in the private room and was about to play games with Yao Lingling and the others, suddenly saw an invitation pop-up on his screen.

【171 Pure High School Girl (Wen Ruan) invites you to a ranked team】