Chapter 551: Tang Song, Just You Wait!

The bustling motorcycle showroom seemed to have its volume turned down, instantly growing several degrees quieter.

"Clatter—"

A young female salesperson near the entrance, momentarily distracted, let the brochure in her hand slip and fall onto the polished marble floor.

She hurriedly bent down to pick it up, her face flushed, deliberately slowing her movements to mask her embarrassment.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu stood frozen in place, her gaze unfocused.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng, the CM500, even the entire showroom had vanished from her world.

Only that figure walking slowly toward her remained.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng furrowed his brow; suppressing his emotions, he forced a smile and turned to look at Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu.

"Let's go, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, let's head over there first."

However, there was no response.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu continued to stare blankly at Tang Song.

The corner of Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's eye twitched violently!

His expression became somewhat unsightly.

Damn it! No way! Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, since when did you become such a love-struck fool?!

Knowing her for so many years, this was the first time he had ever seen Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu lose her composure like this, and the object of her attention was a man entangled with him.

Previously at the bank's private gathering, that man had used the influence of Xie Shu and Supervisor Tian Jing to steal the spotlight quite thoroughly.

And today, what should have been Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's "home turf" had once again been effortlessly "hijacked" by Tang Song.

A vague sense of suppression and irritation surged within his chest.

Exhaling, he suppressed his emotions, stepped forward to deliberately block her line of sight, and asked in a gentle yet slightly reproachful tone, "Are you okay, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu?"

As Tang Song's figure disappeared from view, Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu gradually came to her senses, as if waking from a dream. "I—I'm fine."

She answered stutteringly, her heart drumming wildly within her chest.

Her mind couldn't help but start wandering with random thoughts.

Last time they met by chance on the road, she had been sitting in Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's passenger seat, and she had even lied to him and Yao Yao Yao Lingling about it.

Now, accompanying him to look at bikes at the dealership, they had run into each other again.

If misunderstood, how was she supposed to explain this?

What should I say?

For a moment, her heart was filled with gains and losses, and she stood there at a loss.

Like a little girl who had made a mistake, facing her suddenly appearing "guardian."

And at this moment.

As Tang Song walked into the lively showroom, the atmosphere surrounding him seemed to dilute considerably.

The surroundings gradually became noisy once again.

Two female salespersons hurried over, enthusiastically surrounding him.

Tang Song casually pulled his ID card from his pocket and handed it over.

The moment the saleswoman receiving the ID saw the name, the expression on her face became much more restrained.

Looking at him with reverence, she said, "Mr. Tang! Our general manager gave special instructions regarding your matter. The paperwork will be ready immediately. Please take a seat in the lounge for a moment; I will handle it for you right away!"

Tang Song nodded slightly, his expression unchanged.

Although Xiao Jing was a bit of a "little pervert" in front of him, she was undeniably a second-generation rich kid from Yancheng.

Her network of connections within the local circles was extremely deep.

For instance, the boss of Hengda Trading, the parent company of Hengda Dealership, was a friend of her father.

Otherwise, this custom-modified imported motorcycle would absolutely not have been available so quickly.

Another salesperson nearby, her face piled with eager smiles, hurried forward to guide the way.

"Mr. Tang, let me show you the way!"

"No need, I've run into a friend."

Tang Song turned around, directing his gaze toward the crowd on the left front.

It landed precisely and without deviation on Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu.

He couldn't help it; the 【Dream Flower Seed】 above her head was simply too conspicuous.

Especially now, as it was trembling violently.

Its branches were spreading wildly, glowing with a verdant light.

Clearly, at this very moment, her inner world was far from calm.

Subsequently, he naturally noticed the Korean-style pretty boy standing beside her—Gao Gao Gao Junfeng.

As his gaze swept over.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng straightened his body, pressed his lips tightly together, and stared back aggressively.

The corner of Tang Song's mouth curved upward in a tiny arc; taking long strides, he turned and walked toward Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu.

Although he didn't regard Gao Gao Gao Junfeng as anything significant, the fact that the other man had had two separate dates with Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu made him feel quite displeased.

That faint sense of "intrusion" had instinctively awakened his territorial awareness.

He never denied his fondness for Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, especially after spending time with her in several dreams.

He had developed a strong desire to protect her sensitive and fragile inner world.

Moreover, recalling their chance encounter at the barbecue restaurant earlier and today's surprise meeting.

It was likely that his 【Outfit - Autumn Chance Encounter】 was taking effect.

【Attached Effect: Autumn Chance Encounter (Wearing this outfit grants a small luck bonus, which can bring unexpected little fortunes at certain times)】

"Click, click, click—"

Hard-soled leather shoes struck the floor; the sound was not loud, yet possessed an immense presence.

His pace was not fast, but steady and self-assured, radiating an unmistakable sense of control.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng subconsciously tensed his body, his spine stiffening slightly.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu gripped her crossbody bag tightly with both hands, pressing her lips together and lowering her head, daring not to meet his eyes.

The brim of her baseball cap concealed her panicked gaze.

"Step, step."

Tang Song's figure came to a steady halt before the two of them.

His gaze fell upon Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu. "What a coincidence, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, you're here looking at bikes too?"

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu hurriedly lifted her head, looking at Tang Song with apprehension. "I... um, yes, I'm accompanying him to take a look. You know,

I usually have more contact with motorcycles, so I came over to help inspect the bike."

She paused, then added, "Nothing else."

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng, standing nearby, squeezed his fingers hard inside his pants pocket, yet spoke in a relaxed tone: "Heh, we meet again, Tang Song. Are you here to buy a motorcycle too?"

Tang Song hummed an affirmation, his gaze still resting on Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, warm and peaceful.

As their eyes met in the air, a clear warmth and gentleness colored his own.

Like sunlight piercing through autumn clouds, carrying just the right amount of warmth.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's heartbeat began to accelerate, and a thin layer of sweat moistened her palms.

Tang Song smiled, suddenly reaching out to pat the baseball cap on her head, the gesture intimate and natural.

"This cap seems to be the same style Su Yu wears; it looks very beautiful on you."

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's earroots quickly burned hot. "Y—yes, I bought five different colors."

Tang Song took a step forward, closing the distance to breathe in her scent, and examined the cap carefully.

He smiled and said, "I have the same style too, in black."

This cap was the one he had once given to Su Yu; in the game, it was called 【Su Yu's Baseball Cap】, and paired with his own 【Tang Song's Baseball Cap】, they counted as a couple's set, both possessing the effect of concealing aura.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu subconsciously raised her hand to smooth her hair, biting her lower lip, and said in an uncertain tone, "Mm, this cap looks very nice."

The 【Dream Flower Seed】 trembled violently.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's expression changed, his breathing becoming much heavier.

He felt the strong sense of provocation from the other man.

He stepped forward half a pace, interrupting the strange atmosphere between the two.

Looking into Tang Song's eyes, he said, "By the way, what bike are you planning to buy? I'm friends with Manager Zhang from Hengda Dealership; perhaps I can help you get a better price."

As he spoke, he subtly lifted his wrist, revealing his Breitling watch.

This was a birthday gift given to him by a former pursuer, a female classmate from a wealthy family.

It was worth over 30,000.

It was also one of the few accessories on his person that he could actually show off.

Tang Song looked at him with interest. "No need, I've already ordered my bike; I'm here today to pick it up." "Oh, there are many people today; you'll probably have to wait a long time." Gao Gao Gao Junfeng smiled, turned sideways, and looked at Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, saying in an intimate tone, "Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, let's go look at the CM500 first. We'll be picking up the bike soon; teach me how to operate it, and then we can take it for a test drive together."

Feeling him draw closer, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu subconsciously took half a step back, creating a "safe distance" between them.

This was a crystal-clear action, drawing a boundary line.

"Um, Brother Gao Gao Junfeng, you go ahead first. Operating it isn't actually difficult; you can let the salesperson show you. I... I'll come over later to help you inspect the bike."

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng took a deep breath, suppressing the surging anger in his chest, and forced a reluctant smile onto the corners of his mouth.

"Stop messing around, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu. We made an appointment; you can't just leave me halfway through, can you?"

He deliberately spoke with ambiguity, glancing sideways at Tang Song from the corner of his eye, trying to read something from his face.

However, all he saw was a meaningful smile.

"I..." Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's lips trembled as she subconsciously looked toward Tang Song.

She had indeed agreed to Gao Gao Gao Junfeng, but her intuition told her she couldn't do this; it would make Tang Song unhappy.

Then, under Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's wide-eyed gaze,

Tang Song naturally rested his hand on Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's shoulder and smiled, "I know quite a bit about cars too.

Since we happened to run into each other here, how about the two of us accompany you to see the bike?"

Feeling the warmth radiating from his body, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's body stiffened.

Her blood seemed to rush to the top of her head in an instant, only to be drained away the next second, leaving her feeling dizzy.

The smile on Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's lips turned rigid, and an indescribable sense of humiliation and anger surged in his chest.

Damn it!

He had known Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu since she was twelve.

Although they had never had an ambiguous relationship, for over a decade, he had always been her closest male friend—or at least, that was what he had always believed.

Especially given Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's naturally aloof personality toward the opposite sex, he had taken this as a strange source of superiority.

Subconsciously, he had long regarded her as part of his own "territory," harboring a strong sense of possessiveness.

But now, standing here, he felt like an obstructive outsider.

And facing Tang Song's "dirty hand," she hadn't shown the slightest sign of resistance.

This feeling was simply like being NTR'd right to his face!

Just then, a hurried sound of footsteps came from the depths of the showroom.

Several staff members wearing Hengda Car Dealership uniforms walked over quickly, looking rushed.

Leading them was a tall and sturdy middle-aged man dressed in a crisp light gray suit, exuding a strong leadership presence.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's eyes lit up.

Zhang Wen'an, the Sales Manager of Hengda Car Dealership!

During their earlier meal, President Wang had shared the man's WeChat contact with him, and he had even seen the other party's photo on his Moments that morning.

That face was unmistakably familiar.

Zhang Wen'an approaching with such "fierce momentum" clearly indicated he had come specifically to receive someone important.

Seeing the man walk with determined strides and a serious expression directly toward his direction, the answer was obvious.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng quickly suppressed his churning emotions, straightened his back, and put on a confident smile.

It seemed his identity as the Assistant to the Vice President of Zhongcheng Group still carried significant weight!

No matter what, he had to maintain his presence!

He cast a sidelong glance at Tang Song, sneering softly.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng stepped forward directly, adopting the posture of an acquaintance exchanging pleasantries, and said in a light tone, "Manager Zhang, you're here? Haha, I was just mentioning you to someone."

Zhang Wen'an paused, frowned slightly, and looked at him with confusion: "You are?"

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng froze, the smile on his lips instantly stiffening. "I am Gao Gao Gao Junfeng from Zhongcheng Group; we spoke on the phone just two days ago."

"Oh—Mr. Gao." Zhang Wen'an nodded with sudden realization, offered a polite smile in response, then turned his head to a young employee beside him and said, "Xiao Wang, please assist Mr. Gao."

Before the words had fully left his mouth, Zhang Wen'an had already withdrawn his gaze and walked past him without hesitation.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng stood frozen with his mouth open, his Adam's apple bobbing a few times as he forcibly swallowed the words he had been about to say.

Immediately after, they saw Zhang Wen'an let out two loud "Haha" laughs and quicken his pace.

He extended his hand proactively: "Mr. Tang, please accept my sincere apologies for keeping you waiting! I am Zhang Wen'an, Sales Department Manager of Hengda Car Dealership; it is our honor to serve you!"

Mr. Tang?!

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's heart felt as if it were being tightly squeezed by a hand.

His eyes widened, his expression shifting between green and white, his lips dry and tight.

"Hello, Manager Zhang." Tang Song calmly shook his hand, his face still bearing that same gentle and indifferent expression, exuding an unspoken sense of control and propriety.

He made no deliberate display, yet somehow caused everyone present to unconsciously revolve around him.

Zhang Wen'an spoke with respect: "Mr. Tang, your Du Kadi Panigale V4S has finished debugging and is in the vehicle pickup area; the paperwork is also ready, and we can proceed with delivery at any time. Would you like to take a look first?"

"Mm, okay." Tang Song turned to look at Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, smiled, and blinked. "Accompany me to inspect the bike? Do you have time?"

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's eyelashes fluttered lightly; she pressed her lips together and replied softly, "Y-yes, I have time."

Tang Song glanced at Gao Gao Gao Junfeng, who had already turned red with anger, then naturally raised his hand and took hold of her wrist.

Led by Zhang Wen'an and the others, they walked deeper into the showroom.

Feeling his warm palm, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's body stiffened slightly before relaxing.

They were very close, close enough for her to smell his scent.

She couldn't help but look up at Tang Song.

Unlike Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's deliberately constructed sense of superiority, he simply stood there as if he were "superiority" itself.

He made no effort to project any presence, yet that innate confidence and composure were like a piece of jade quietly embedded in the center of the showroom.

Just standing by his side filled her heart with immense joy.

Just as she was lost in her infatuation, her palm was suddenly scratched lightly.

A tingling sensation shot up her nerves, making her body tremble.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu quickly lowered her head, using the brim of her cap to hide her burning cheeks.

Her heart pounded violently, "thump-thump-thump."

Immediately after, another wave of tingling arrived as Tang Song's slender, lustrous fingers gently rubbed her palm.

Feeling the gazes of the people around them along with Tang Song's small actions,

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's face grew redder and hotter.

Above her head, the 【Dream Flower Seed】 vibrated wildly, its branches spreading out, with emerald green light leaping like flames.

Seeing this usually cold and aloof Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu reduced to such a state, a subtle smile floated across Tang Song's brows and eyes.

This designer friend was becoming more and more interesting.

Standing in place, Gao Gao Gao Junfeng gritted his teeth, his fists slowly clenching.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu hadn't even offered a single explanation.

Zhang Wen'an hadn't paid him much attention either.

At this moment, he felt like a complete clown.

Fuck!

Truly a fucking idiot!

He really couldn't understand.

Why had Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu, who had always been cold as ice, suddenly become a love-struck fool?

It was as if she had turned into a completely different person.

Watching the two figures walk further away, intense shame and fury flashed across Gao Gao Gao Junfeng's face.

Nearby, the salesperson Xiao Wang, who had been left behind, approached enthusiastically and smiled: "Mr. Gao, the bike you're picking up is the CM500, correct? Please wait a moment; we are already processing the paperwork. Shall I take you to see the display model in the showroom first?"

"No need!" Gao Gao Gao Junfeng raised his hand to interrupt, took a deep breath, and said, "I won't inspect the bike; just process the paperwork for me, and deliver the bike to my home later."

"Uh—" Xiao Wang hesitated, then nodded. "That works too, though it will be a bit more troublesome."

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng took another look at Tang Song's retreating figure, turned, and walked away, his steps heavy and hurried.

Dark shadows flickered in the depths of his eyes.

Tang Song didn't work at the same company as him, so he truly had no way to deal with the other party directly.

But his good brother Zhang Lei happened to be a junior salesperson in the Food and Beverage Division.

It would be very simple to sabotage him.

Moreover, he clearly remembered that Tang Song had a close, somewhat ambiguous relationship with Supervisor Tian Jing, the daughter of Supervisor Tian Supervisor Tian Tian Chengye.

But now, he had also gotten involved with Cheng Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng coldly twitched the corners of his mouth.

He indeed couldn't contact Supervisor Tian Jing, but his direct supervisor, Qin Hua, was Supervisor Tian Jing's best friend.

As long as he found a suitable opportunity to slightly "reveal" matters concerning Tang Song,

if Supervisor Tian Jing found out about Tang Song's actions...

Rich second-generation heirs like Supervisor Tian Jing hated being played with the most.

Didn't Tang Song like to show off? Didn't he like snatching other people's things?

Then let him taste the consequences of offending someone he shouldn't have.

Gao Gao Gao Junfeng clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Tang Song, just you wait!

Sooner or later, I will make you pay back tenfold for today's account!

Independent Vehicle Delivery Area.

The floor was swept spotless, the lighting soft and clear, making the space as clean and transparent as a showroom.

The walls were decorated with racing-themed murals and trophy displays, fully showcasing professionalism and a sense of ceremony.

"Swish—" The red car cover was gently lifted.

A bright red motorcycle instantly leaped into view, like a burning flame.

The streamlined body, the muscular rear end, the carbon fiber fairing, and the red-and-black two-tone wheels resembled a beast poised to strike, exuding a deadly allure.

Zhang Zhang Wenan stood aside and introduced earnestly, "This Panigale V4S is equipped with a 1103cc 90-degree V4 engine, boasting a maximum power of 214 horsepower. It features an aluminum-lithium alloy trellis frame and the latest six-axis IMU inertial measurement unit. The total vehicle weight is under 200 kilograms, achieving the ultimate balance of power and lightweight design—"

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu stood nearby, her eyes shimmering with an unmistakable glow.

Influenced by Su Yu, she had loved motorcycles since her university days, so she was naturally more familiar with this model than anyone else.

Especially that signature Du Kadi Red; in the play of light and shadow, it seemed to carry its own filter, dazzling and brilliant.

The base price was 330,000, rising to nearly 380,000 once on the road.

For many young people, it was simply the "dream warhorse."

Seeing the actual bike with her own eyes now, her heart inevitably stirred with emotion.

Tang Song gently patted Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's shoulder. "Help me inspect the bike. Thanks, Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu."

"Oh, oh."

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu hurried forward, meticulously checking the body paint, the tire fuzz, and the brake discs. "No issues."

Tang Song nodded, took the keys handed over by the staff, and swung his leg over the motorcycle with crisp, decisive movements.

He inserted the key and lit up the central control screen.

The LCD instrument cluster flashed to life, loading data rapidly,

instantly igniting the hot blood deep within a man's bones.

His fingertip lightly traced the gold-stamped Du Kadi logo on the fuel tank; the touch was cold and smooth.

His eyes hid the pure joy belonging to youth.

He couldn't resist twisting the handlebars slightly.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhang Wenan immediately suggested, "Mr. Tang, would you like to take a lap in the test ride area out back?"

"Sure." Tang Song, caught up in the excitement, nodded decisively.

A staff member quickly stepped forward and slowly pushed the motorcycle to the rear area.

Behind them lay an exclusive enclosed parking zone with professionally leveled ground and a peripheral circular channel, perfectly suited for test rides.

Tang Song put on his helmet and gloves, swung onto the bike with agility, and clamped his legs tight against the body.

"Vroom-vroom—"

The engine roared, like a beast awakening.

Feeling the powerful mechanical force beneath him, Tang Song exhaled lightly, a smile of excitement spreading across his face as he slowly pulled away.

Having been infused by the system with the 【Motorcycle Driving Experience Book】, his skill level was extremely high.

Moreover, he had previously ridden a BMW S1000RR.

He quickly found his feel.

Throttle control in corners, leaning the center of gravity, smooth entry into the turn—it was all done in one fluid motion.

Every movement was so precise it seemed written into his instincts, devoid of any superfluous action, clean and crisp enough to be a pleasure to watch.

The riding experience was nothing short of perfect; compared to his previous Ninja 400, it was a qualitative leap!

After two laps,

the red motorcycle sliced through the air like lightning, stopping precisely in front of Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu.

Tang Song flipped up his helmet's visor and flashed her a bright, youthful smile.

His tone teasing, he said, "Hello, little sister, want to hop on? I'll take you for a spin."

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu froze for a moment, then nodded with an unnatural expression.

Yet her heart kept accelerating.

She took the helmet handed over by the staff and put it on carefully.

She stepped forward onto the footpeg.

Hesitating briefly, she placed her hands on Tang Song's shoulders for leverage, leaped up, and swung her leg over to sit on the pillion.

The moment her thighs made contact with his body, an indescribable, strange tingling surged through Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's heart, as if countless tiny feathers were brushing against her soul.

"Hold on tight, sit steady." Tang Song turned slightly and lowered his visor.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu took a deep breath, looking at his straight back, feeling an indescribable impulse welling up inside her.

Though her reason still hesitated, her body had already reacted first.

She leaned forward slightly, slowly wrapping her arms around his waist.

Her warm palms pressed against his solid abdominal muscles, and the familiar scent of him filled her nose.

Her soft, large breasts pressed lightly yet firmly against his lower back, the subtle sensation causing the temperature between their bodies to rise quietly.

Everything felt too natural, yet too heart-pounding.

Just like that first kiss in the office that day.

"We're off."

Tang Song called out loudly, gave the throttle a slight twist, and the red motorcycle emitted a low roar.

The rear wheel churned up a wave of air as the bike began to accelerate.

Cheng Cheng Cheng Qiuqiu's arms instinctively tightened, pressing her entire body closer against him.

The surrounding scenery stretched and blurred rapidly; the wind receded, leaving only the "knight" in her arms becoming clearer and clearer.

Her face buried against his back, she felt his muscles tense and change with every operation.

Beat by beat, it seemed to strike the softest place in her soul.

A surge of hot blood flowed through her body, slowly trickling downward.