Chapter 42: Fill Up with 95

6:00 PM.

The rain outside the window is still falling drizzle.

This rain, which lasted all day, made the whole city damp and slow.

Tang Song was about to close the computer to get off work when a notification suddenly popped up in the corporate email.

【OA Reminder: "Your leave application for April 24, 2023, has not been approved. Please modify it and resubmit it for review."】

Tang Song raised his eyebrows; this was truly the first time he had seen this.

Open the OA website, enter the leave module, and view the audit information.

【Auditor: Chen Yunteng; Audit result: Rejected; Audit opinion: The reason for leave is not clearly described.】

Tang Song's reason for leave was the company's general template for leave: "Something happened at home, taking one day of annual leave."

Jinxiu Trading has always been very loose in terms of leave management, and rarely blocks employees for this reason.

This Director Chen is clearly targeting him.

As for the reason, it naturally has something to do with Du Shaokai.

Tang Song was too lazy to go to Chen Yunteng for a private chat; he wouldn't be staying for many more days anyway.

Resubmit and punch out.

The Wuling Hongguang drove slowly out of the underground garage and merged into the slow traffic of the city.

Parking the car in the parking lot of Yunsheng Plaza, Tang Song went downstairs holding an umbrella.

There were few pedestrians on the road, thunderous sounds came from the sky from time to time, and the rain hit the umbrella, making a "clatter" sound.

Walking quickly to the familiar handmade fried skewer shop.

Tang Song picked up the glass basin and tongs and began to pick.

"5 skewers of juicy sweet potato skin, 4 skewers of Wang Zhongwang ham, starch sausage... forget it, don't know what brand it is, dare not buy. 3 skewers of vegetarian steak, quail eggs, lamb, pork belly... as for vegetables, the more the better..."

When checking out, the bald shop owner smiled and took the initiative to wipe the zero, totaling 180 yuan.

Tang Song thanked the boss, picked up the insulation bag and walked out, and bought two cups of hot pearl milk tea next door.

After turning the corner, the sign of Yizi Beauty and Hair Salon came into view.

Just walked into the shop door, he saw Zhao Yaqian, who was wearing a small suit and standing at the cashier.

"So... Brother Song, you're here, welcome." Zhao Yaqian hurriedly walked out, looking at him with pleasant surprise.

Tang Song put the umbrella aside and asked, "I haven't done my facial care this week, you should have time tonight, right?"

"Yes, it's such heavy rain today, the shop... er..." Zhao Yaqian lowered her voice. "There are almost no customers, the cashier Sister Zhen didn't come to work at all, and the boss is furious in the WeChat group."

"That's just right." Tang Song held up the two insulation bags. "I bought your favorite handmade fried skewers, let's eat before doing the care."

Hearing the words "handmade fried skewers," Zhao Yaqian's eyes instantly lit up, and she nodded repeatedly. "I was worrying about what to eat! Thank you, Brother Song!"

Entering the staff lounge in the beauty area, Zhao Yaqian unfolded a folding table and moved two small stools over.

After sitting down, she couldn't wait to unpack the packaging, her body leaned forward, and her whole face leaned over.

The secret sauce, chili, cumin, and the fragrance of the ingredients themselves were mixed together, and her mouth instantly shed tears of unworthiness.

"This... is this portion too big? There are actually 5 servings of sweet potato skin, and so many meat skewers! My God!"

The skewers she usually couldn't bear to order appeared in front of her in large handfuls, and Zhao Yaqian was dizzy with happiness from this sudden happiness.

Tang Song inserted a straw into the milk tea and handed it to her, smiling. "I'm still losing weight, you're the main force, eat more."

"Then I won't be polite!" Zhao Yaqian licked her lips, grabbed a skewer of sweet potato skin and took a bite, her eyes instantly narrowed into two crescent moons. "Too delicious!"

In the quiet lounge, the two were like when they were traveling, eating and chatting.

Besides skincare, they would occasionally talk about friends around them.

Tang Song also knew that this aesthetician friend's co-tenant was her distant cousin, who was said to have some kinship on her mother's side.

This cousin studied at a junior college in Yancheng, and after graduation, she worked in operations in a small company. The salary was not high, but there was a lot of work, and she had to work overtime on weekends. Currently, she is also considering changing jobs, wanting to find a relaxed job.

Zhao Yaqian actually envied this cousin. Many white-collar jobs in office buildings require a junior college degree.

She only graduated from high school, and there were very few job positions she could choose.

In the closed environment, the beautiful face of the aesthetician friend close at hand, the moist and full lips, and the sexy waist curve.

Made Tang Song unable to move his eyes at all, and the speed of his heartbeat never slowed down.

"So full! I can't do it, I really can't eat anymore!" Zhao Yaqian stood up, rubbed her round belly, and said with satisfaction: "Brother Song, I'll go brush my teeth first, and then we'll start the care, the taste in my mouth is a bit heavy, afraid of smoking you."

Tang Song clenched his fists, pretended to be nonchalant and leaned in front of her, took a deep breath, and smiled: "It's quite fragrant, I don't mind."

Zhao Yaqian was stunned, her face was a bit red, her gaze dodged: "That, it's all the taste of fried skewers, I'd better deal with it, wait for me for two minutes."

After saying that, she turned and walked away quickly.

Deep cleaning, exfoliation, essence care, moisturizing...

This facial care was even more delicate than before, and every process took a long time.

While applying the moisturizing mask, Zhao Yaqian even helped him with a ten-minute head and neck massage.

The technique was gentle and virtuous, and the touch was delicate and warm.

Made Tang Song feel sleepy and comfortable.

When the care ended, it was already 8:30 PM, and the rain outside the window was still falling.

Tang Song looked at Zhao Yaqian, who was cleaning up, and smiled: "Is it almost off work? Just right, I'll drive you home."

Zhao Yaqian's movements paused, and she said softly: "No need, the place I live is not close, it takes more than half an hour to go back and forth, it's too much of a delay for you."

"Just picked up the car, my hands are very itchy, I always want to go out and turn around, just fulfill me."

Looking at Tang Song's sincere eyes, Zhao Yaqian bit her lower lip hard and nodded gently: "Thank you, Brother Song, I'll pack up immediately."

She also finally realized that Tang Song bought fried skewers, milk tea, and came over to find her for care because he was worried that she wouldn't be able to get home easily on a rainy day.

Just like using a rainbow umbrella as an excuse to send her a red envelope in the morning.

The Wuling Hongguang rolled over the wet road, splashing fine water mist, and drove toward the direction of Tiankuo Garden.

Zhao Yaqian in the car was a bit silent, seemingly thinking seriously about something.

Tang Song didn't disturb her, and while waiting for the traffic light, he clicked on the music player.

The bright guitar prelude sounded.

"BGM: There are many things in the world.

You don't bring it when you are born, and you don't bring it when you die.

All you can take away is yourself and your temper.

You once had the most beautiful love..."

Looking through the front windshield, one after another car lights flickered in the rain curtain, adding a lot of hazy beauty to this city.

The two listened to the music quietly, passed through layers of rain, and drove on the streets of Yancheng at night.

"Here." Tang Song parked the car outside the door of Unit 2, Building 6.

Zhao Yaqian opened her half-closed eyes and whispered: "Brother Song, thank you really for today. You sent me a red envelope in the morning, bought me so much delicious food in the evening, and sent me home from far away. I actually feel quite... guilty."

"It doesn't matter, we are good friends after all, and Qian Qian, you have helped me a lot."

Zhao Yaqian raised her head to look at Tang Song's eyes and asked: "Brother Song, we will always be good friends, right?"

Tang Song was stunned and nodded: "Of course."

Zhao Yaqian clenched her hands, lowered her head and whispered: "Then I'll go upstairs first, you go back early too, it's not safe if it's too late."

She picked up her bag and umbrella and got out of the car. After walking a few steps, she ran back and leaned on the window of the driver's seat.

Tang Song lowered the car window, and Zhao Yaqian said seriously: "When I get my salary, I'll fill up your car first, 95! Then invite you to eat steak buffet at Wanda Plaza. A few days ago, I saw a watch that looked very good, I'll give it to you then."

After she finished speaking, she stepped on her flat leather shoes and dived into the unit door.

In the familiar shouting, the lights in the hallway lit up layer by layer. ===== CHAPTER 43 =====