Chapter 67: Good Luck! Beautician Friend!

Watching the Wuling Hongguang disappear from sight, Tang Song was still recalling the hug just now, feeling a bit regretful in his heart.

He had been a bit dull just now; he should have taken the opportunity to propose a hug on the spot.

Must say, Gao Mengting's personality is really great—generous and natural; she is a very easy-to-get-along-with friend.

Immediately, Tang Song thought of Zhao Yaqian, his beautician friend.

He opened the system interface to check the item 【Betting Agreement】.

【Remaining time: 9 days】

On April 8th, he had obtained this item, which gave him the courage to befriend Zhao Yaqian, the beautician.

In the blink of an eye, 21 days had already passed.

They had gone from strangers to friends, chatting, doing skincare, eating, and traveling.

Zhao Yaqian's personality was straightforward and a bit cute; she never played petty tricks and was quite good to him.

Even if he wasn't lusting after her body, Tang Song liked this friend very much.

Unfortunately, the other party never developed any romantic feelings for him.

Tang Song couldn't help but recall what Zhao Yaqian had said last time: "We will always be good friends, right?"

He wasn't a fool; he naturally understood the subtext of this sentence.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song got into his BMW 330 and set off for Yunsheng Plaza.

He was going there for a facial treatment and to have a talk with the beautician.

If she truly didn't have those kinds of thoughts, he would simply terminate the betting agreement and withdraw the betting money.

With the title 【Popular Me】, the 300,000 yuan from the 【Betting Agreement】 no longer held its previous temptation.

And without the constraints of this item, the relationship between the two could be simpler.

Parking the car outside Yunsheng Plaza, Tang Song followed the bustling crowd to the familiar "Handmade Fried Skewer Shop."

He bought some of Zhao Yaqian's favorite skewers and two cups of fruit tea.

Walking along the familiar pedestrian street for a while.

Tang Song looked up at the dark storefront and the light sign, his brows furrowed.

Yizi Beauty and Hair Salon usually closed after 9 o'clock, and even if it were closed, the light sign would usually stay on.

It was only 8 o'clock in the evening.

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat. Holy crap! Could it have gone bankrupt directly?

Picking up his phone, he sent a voice call invitation directly to Zhao Yaqian.

"Ding-ding-ding—ding-ding-ding—"

After waiting for a while, the call was finally answered.

"Hello, Brother Song, I'm here." Although she was trying hard to hide it, her voice was still a bit nasal; she must have just finished crying.

It was indeed as he thought.

Tang Song pursed his lips and said softly: "Qian Qian, are you okay?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by Zhao Yaqian's sobbing: "Brother Song... Yizi Beauty... went bankrupt, your membership card... can't be refunded either, I'm sorry."

Tang Song hurriedly comforted her: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's no big deal. Just find another beauty salon to work at. My membership card doesn't matter, as long as you continue to guide me."

The sound of blowing her nose came through the receiver; Zhao Yaqian choked up for a long while.

She said: "Before closing, the boss only paid one month's salary and still owes me two months."

"It happened this afternoon; the equipment in the shop was all taken away. I only managed to grab a box of skincare products and a few small instruments."

"Brother Song, I'll send you some masks and essence later; I'm really sorry."

Tang Song said softly: "You don't need to say sorry; this isn't your fault. If you want to blame someone, blame that bastard boss of yours."

"Right! It's all that old bastard's fault! It makes me so mad!" Zhao Yaqian said angrily: "I and a few other colleagues plan to apply for labor arbitration together, but it might be hard to get the money back; he's a deadbeat now. When I first joined..."

Talking about this black-hearted boss who owed her salary, Zhao Yaqian's complaints were endless.

She didn't even care about crying anymore, starting to complain to Tang Song about the unfair treatment she had encountered in the half year she worked there, cursing her boss.

Tang Song stood outside the door of Yizi Beauty and Hair Salon, watching the people coming and going, occasionally echoing a few words to comfort her.

Ten minutes later.

Zhao Yaqian took a long breath, as if she had finally calmed down.

"Brother Song, I'm fine! Thanks for your understanding, and thanks for listening to me vent for so long. My cousin is working overtime today, and I felt very uncomfortable keeping it all in alone. After saying it to you, I feel much better."

"You can call me whenever you encounter something." Tang Song carried the skewers and turned to walk toward the exit; the cool evening breeze blew against his face.

"I... I was just afraid of disturbing your work; after all, you're usually quite busy, and I didn't want to dump negative energy on you."

"It's okay."

Zhao Yaqian said in a low voice: "I don't know what to do next. Tomorrow is the May Day holiday; I'll prepare well these few days and strive to find a job at a large beauty salon, the kind with social insurance."

Tang Song took a deep breath and encouraged: "The road is long without a low point; life has its own timing. Good luck! My beautician friend. If you really can't find a job, you can come to me; I'll support you."

"Pfft—" Zhao Yaqian laughed directly and said: "I'm not easy to support; skincare, cosmetics, rent, buying clothes—I spend several thousand yuan every month!"

"Only a few thousand? That's too little."

"Brother Song, you're getting cocky! In my cousin's words, supporting me is harder than supporting a mortgage."

The two chatted like this, and Tang Song gradually walked to the center of Yunsheng Plaza.

People were coming and going all around; many were holding phones for live streaming, and there were many young couples hugging, kissing, and holding hands.

Tang Song stopped in his tracks and said in a light tone: "Zhao Yaqian, do you have feelings for me? I mean the kind between a boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Ah!" A gasp came from the receiver, followed by a long silence and chaotic breathing.

Clearly, she had been frightened by the sudden direct attack.

Tang Song looked up at the sky, which looked like a huge blue silk ribbon, and smiled at the bright moon.

Since the game system descended, his life had been completely overturned, and he had experienced many things.

Appearance transformation, restraint and persistence, Smile Holdings, cognitive awakening, buying a car and property, unlocking the first stage of rewards, resigning, starting a business...

Growth is never about making a big splash, but the precipitation and self-renewal after experiencing things.

The current him and the him from a month ago were indeed very different.

At least at this very moment, he could confidently and calmly say what he wanted to say.

On the phone, there was only breathing.

Tang Song asked: "Are you still there?"

"I am." The voice was very small and astringent, accompanied by the sound of her tongue licking her lips and teeth. "Brother Song... you..."

After waiting for a while, she still didn't say anything coherent.

"It's so difficult, huh? Alright, I think I know the answer."

"I..."

Tang Song smiled and continued walking. "Telling you this was just to confirm it simply. You must be quite tired today; get a good night's sleep. Bye."

"Bye..."

Hanging up the phone, Tang Song looked at the skewers and milk tea in his hand.

He took a photo and shared it with Zhao Yaqian.

Opening the door, getting into the car.

Tang Song pulled out a skewer of juicy sweet potato skin and ate it; it was slightly cold, but still very fragrant.

Leaning back in his seat, he ate a few skewers and wiped his hands clean with a wet wipe.

Starting the car, just as he was about to set off, a crisp system prompt sounded in his ear.

"Ding! The 【Betting Agreement】 condition 3 has been met! The current betting money has expanded to 300,000 yuan."

Tang Song blinked, feeling a bit confused.

What's going on?

The requirement in the condition "gain Zhao Yaqian's affection" was very strict; it had to be the kind of affection between lovers, which couldn't be faked.

Then why was she silent just now?

After struggling for a while, Tang Song gave up on wild guessing.

This was also a good thing; at least it proved that the relationship between them had begun to change.

Thinking of Zhao Yaqian's "wine glass legs," Tang Song happily clicked on the music player.

Listening to the pleasant music, he clicked withdraw.

"Ding—" A text message notification sounded.

300,000 yuan in betting money successfully arrived. ===== CHAPTER 68 =====