Chapter 24: Gao Mengting

At noon, Tang Song took the initiative to treat, and the three of them had a meal at a small restaurant by the roadside.

Four dishes and one soup, the price was affordable, and the portions were very sufficient.

Not long after returning to the repair shop, Li Mingjun's phone rang.

The female owner, whom he praised endlessly, was finally arriving.

The three waited in the courtyard for another two or three minutes, and a graceful and beautiful figure walked in.

Li Mingjun quickly stood up and said enthusiastically: "Boss Gao has finally arrived."

"Brother Li, don't make fun of me; it's not like you don't know the situation of my shop." The girl's voice was very pleasant.

Guo Peng nudged him with his elbow and said excitedly: "She really is a great beauty! So beautiful, I think she's not worse than Tian Jing! Her figure seems even better!"

"She is indeed very beautiful." Tang Song nodded in agreement, his gaze also unable to help but gather on the girl who was approaching.

In her early twenties, with delicate features and delicate skin.

Her brown hair was fluffy and thick, and she was wearing exquisite makeup on her face.

Straight-leg slit jeans, white sneakers, high-neck sweater.

The whole person looked full of atmosphere.

Li Mingjun laughed: "Let me introduce you, Gao Mengting, also the owner of this Wuling Hongguang S. This is the buyer, Tang Song, whom I mentioned to you on the phone."

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Gao Mengting greeted him with a smile and added: "You are much younger than I imagined."

When she smiled, her full apple muscles bulged slightly, looking a bit cute.

"Hello." Tang Song replied politely.

The two exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

Li Mingjun took out the two contracts: "Miss Gao, you look at these terms first; if there's no problem, let's sign the contract now."

Gao Mengting took them, sat down in the courtyard, and flipped through them carefully.

Whenever she encountered something she didn't understand, she asked immediately and only continued reading after getting an answer.

It was only two pages of A4 paper, and she read for a full 8 minutes.

This level of seriousness made Tang Song feel very ashamed.

He had just flipped through it simply, confirming that the model and price were correct.

"I have no problem, Brother Li. Do you have a pen?"

"Yes!" Li Mingjun took a carbon pen and a box of inkpad from his pocket and handed them over.

Gao Mengting took it casually, "swish, swish, swish" signed her name, and pressed her thumbprint.

In the sun, her fingers were slender and fair, and her handwriting was graceful and soft.

"Here, it's your turn, Mr. Tang." She handed it over with a smile.

Tang Song reached out to take it, signed and pressed his print in the buyer's section, and the agreement was officially reached.

Gao Mengting took out the car keys she had on hand and placed them on the table.

She hesitated for a moment and said: "According to the contract, Mr. Tang needs to pay 20,000 yuan for the car within 24 hours, and the rest will be settled after the vehicle transfer. If it's convenient, can you transfer it to me now?"

"Yes, how should I pay?" Tang Song took out his phone and looked at her.

People are always tolerant enough toward beauties, and he didn't care about that much.

"WeChat, let's add each other as friends. If there's any problem with the car, you can also find me." While speaking, Gao Mengting opened the WeChat QR code.

Adding WeChat, Tang Song directly transferred 20,000 yuan, noting: Car purchase deposit.

Gao Mengting accepted it immediately, a look of relief appearing on her face, and she said gratefully: "To be honest, I'm quite short of money lately, and I have a payment due today. Thank you, Mr. Tang."

"You're welcome."

"Brother Li, thank you for helping me around. I'll transfer the agency fee and transfer fee to you later. I still have use for my ID card, but I'll definitely give it to you before the transfer on Monday."

"Alright, no problem." Li Mingjun nodded with a smile.

Gao Mengting looked at the time, picked up her bag, and said: "There's nothing else here, so I'll leave first."

"Goodbye."

"Bye-bye."

"Goodbye." Gao Mengting nodded with a smile, turned around, and walked toward the gate with big strides.

The buttocks wrapped in jeans and the slender waist formed smooth and sexy curves, and the slightly curly brown long hair swayed left and right on her thin back; her figure was very good.

Tang Song couldn't help but look a few more times.

Just as she was about to walk out the gate, she suddenly stopped and turned around abruptly.

This startled Tang Song, who was peeking, and he revealed an awkward smile on his face.

Gao Mengting took a deep breath, "tap, tap, tap"—ran a few steps, and came to the Wuling Hongguang.

A sad expression appeared on her face, which had always been smiling.

She reached out, slid along the headlights and the waistline, and quietly stroked the car body.

Immediately after, she leaned against the A-pillar of the car, leaned her face over, and whispered a few words.

She bit her lower lip forcefully, took a deep breath, and tears finally "plop, plop" fell down.

She raised her exquisite face, pulled a tissue from her tote bag, and wiped it carefully.

She turned around, came to Tang Song again, and bowed seriously.

Her voice was nasal: "Mr. Tang, I hope you treat her well."

"She is a high-spec version, the rear suspension is a semi-spiral spring, she can only carry light goods, a thousand or eight hundred catties is no problem, but if it's heavier, she won't be able to handle it."

"Don't transport aquatic products or the like; it's easy to corrode the floor, although I've done protection."

"The car should be maintained every 5,000 kilometers…"

"Alright, that's about it. Um, let's keep our WeChat for now; when you want to sell it, let me know. If I'm not short of money, I'll definitely buy it back. Thank you very much!"

She hadn't looked at the car once since entering the door, but at this moment, she spoke for four or five minutes of precautions in one breath, and her gaze also glanced in that direction from time to time.

Tang Song opened his mouth, was sluggish for a long time, and whispered: "Alright, no problem. This is my first car; I will treat it well."

"Thank you! She was also my first car, accompanying me through three whole years. She can carry people and goods, and is sturdy and durable. Whether it's a flat highway or a winding path, whether it's…" Gao Mengting tilted her head, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I seem a bit excited. If I'd known, I wouldn't have turned back to look at her. This time, it's really goodbye."

She smiled, swung her beige tote bag, and left, appearing very free and easy.

Watching her graceful figure disappear from his sight.

Li Mingjun sighed: "This girl is actually quite amazing. During university, she earned a lot of money through part-time jobs, bought this car in her senior year, and planned to start a clothing business. It was quite smooth at the beginning, she earned a lot of money, and the car was modified during that time. Later, she was scammed by her partner, which led to her current situation."

……

Returning to Qingxin Garden, Tang Song put the contract away and sat on the sofa in a daze.

He finally took down the car he liked; as long as the transfer was completed on Monday, it would completely belong to him.

He should have been very happy, but thinking of the look in Gao Mengting's eyes when she left, he felt a bit sad for some reason.

Tang Song laughed at himself, saying that in the end, it was because the other party was a school-beauty-level beauty, and she was pear-blossom-rain-like when she cried.

If she were uglier, he would probably just sigh twice and move on.

Thinking and thinking, he somehow opened Gao Mengting's Moments.

Most of the updates were promotions for clothes and shoes, occasionally mixed with one or two selfies.

The top update was posted 3 minutes ago.

Gao Mengting: "There is a sorrow in the world that cannot shed tears. This sorrow cannot be explained to others, even if explained, others will not understand. It is always unchanging, like snowflakes on a windless night, quietly depositing at the bottom of the heart. — Haruki Murakami, 'Hard-Boiled Wonderland and the End of the World'" ===== CHAPTER 25 =====