Chapter 112: Qiuqiu

On a Sunday afternoon, the lobby of the office building was empty.

While Tang Song was registering at the front desk, a sound of "tap-tap-tap" footsteps came.

Turning his head, he saw the sexy and beautiful female rider from earlier walking this way too.

Seeming to notice Tang Song, the girl frowned slightly and consciously stopped a few steps away.

After Tang Song finished registering, he walked into the elevator lobby.

After a while, the girl walked in too.

"Ding—" The elevator door slowly opened.

Both of them walked into the elevator at the same time.

Tang Song pressed the 15th floor; the girl reached out her hand, then retracted it.

There were only the two of them in the empty elevator, accompanied by a faint fragrance.

The girl stood in the corner with a blank expression, having a very cold, mature woman vibe.

The elevator arrived at the 15th floor, and the girl walked out quickly.

Tang Song followed behind her, admiring her graceful back.

Immediately after, he saw her walk into the office of Weiguang Coffee.

Tang Song raised an eyebrow; it seemed they were quite fated!

A pleasant voice sounded: "Hello, I am Cheng Qiuqiu, a designer from Linggan Design Company, and I have an appointment with your company's President Xie."

Guo Siyu, sitting at the front desk, nodded and said: "Okay, Ms. Cheng, I'll take you to the conference room first."

Then she saw Tang Song walking in and waved enthusiastically: "You're here, Tang Song, what a coincidence. This is the UI designer President Xie hired. Let's go, I'll take you two over together."

Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned and looked at Tang Song in surprise; she didn't expect him to be an employee of this company too.

The three of them turned a corner along the corridor.

Guo Siyu smiled: "You two wait in the conference room for a moment, I'll go call President Xie."

"Alright, thank you for your hard work, Siyu." Tang Song pushed open the glass door of the conference room and gestured to Cheng Qiuqiu: "Beauty, please."

Cheng Qiuqiu paused, said thank you, and walked in quickly.

She put her backpack on the conference table and took out a silver MacBook Pro from it.

Tang Song sat in the empty seat next to her and also took out his laptop.

He looked at this very cold designer and smiled: "Hello, I'm Tang Song, the part-time technician for Weiguang Coffee, responsible for the development and maintenance of the website and mini-program. Next, it should be the two of us coordinating on the UI revision of the mini-program."

Cheng Qiuqiu pursed her lips and said softly: "Hello, I am Cheng Qiuqiu."

Immediately after, the sound of high heels hitting the floor sounded.

Xie Shuyu, wearing a white OL uniform, walked in, her face wearing exquisite makeup, her hair slightly curled, and her fair, slender legs exposed under her A-line skirt.

Her gaze swept across the conference room, and she smiled: "Good afternoon, you two."

"Sister Shuyu."

"President Xie."

The three of them greeted each other and exchanged a few pleasantries.

Xie Shuyu stepped forward and patted Cheng Qiuqiu on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work, Qiuqiu. Our developer is part-time, so he only has time on weekends, taking up your precious holiday, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, President Xie, this is what I should do." Cheng Qiuqiu replied quickly.

This President Xie was a friend of their leader and also a client of the company.

Immediately after, Xie Shuyu looked at Tang Song and smiled: "I have something to do later, so you two communicate separately about the page UI issues. Just show me the design draft when it's done. I've already talked to you both about the requirements, and I believe in your strength. Good luck!"

"Okay, President Xie."

"Okay, Sister Shuyu."

Watching Xie Shuyu disappear from sight.

Cheng Qiuqiu sat back in her chair and said with a serious expression: "President Xie already sent me screenshots of the test version of the mini-program, but there are many functional interactions I'm not clear about. Tang Song, please open the permissions for me first, and let's go through it quickly."

"Okay, wait a moment." Tang Song nodded and opened his computer to start operating.

Before long, Guo Siyu brought in coffee and cake.

The two soon entered a working atmosphere, drinking coffee and chatting about the details of the mini-program UI.

Cheng Qiuqiu appeared very professional, and the questions she raised were very accurate; it could be seen that she had quite a lot of experience.

Because there weren't many pages, it only took them over an hour to finish.

Cheng Qiuqiu closed her computer and stood up: "After the design draft is done, I will share it on Lanhu, and the dimensions and colors will be detailed."

"OK, that's best." Tang Song took out his phone and opened the QR code: "Let's add each other on WeChat. Later, you can send me the invitation link for Lanhu directly. Also, if you have any questions, you can contact me at any time."

"Okay." Cheng Qiuqiu took out her phone, opened her work WeChat, and scanned the code to add him as a friend.

Then, the two went to the general manager's office to say goodbye to Xie Shuyu and walked downstairs together.

Walking out of the office building's main entrance.

Tang Song looked at the motorcycle shining in the sun and sighed: "It's really cool for a girl to ride a sportbike! I also quite like this GSX250; the glacier silver color is really beautiful. How much did you buy it for?"

"Twenty thousand something, I don't remember clearly." Cheng Qiuqiu said casually, not intending to discuss this topic with him, took out her keys, and waved at him: "Tang Song, I'll go first, bye-bye."

"Bye-bye."

Tang Song raised an eyebrow, seeing the other party's intention to keep her distance, and had no intention of pestering her further.

That figure hunched over the motorcycle earlier had left a very good impression on him.

Plus, the two now had a work connection, which was why he wanted to chat and make a friend.

He didn't expect the other party to not only look and act cold but also have such a cold personality.

Wen Ruan, the older sister, was still more interesting—enthusiastic and proactive, just a bit fond of teasing people.

Watching the motorcycle disappear from sight, Tang Song looked at the sunny weather.

Perhaps he should buy a motorcycle or a road bike too.

When the weather is good, go out for a ride along a road with charming scenery; it would be best if he could be with the older sister.

"Ding-dong—" His phone suddenly vibrated.

[Wen Ruan: "It seems you didn't slack off today even though I wasn't there, sweating so much, good performance, little brother."]

Tang Song smiled; it was truly telepathy, and he replied: "Is there any reward for that?"

After a while.

[Wen Ruan: Video.video]

It was a freshly baked video.

Tang Song opened it to watch; it started with beautiful scenery, and after about 10 seconds, the style changed.

The camera focused on her plump thighs and lower abdomen, and then on her towering chest and beautiful face.

Wen Ruan winked her right eye at the camera.

Tang Song took a deep breath; the video was indeed more evocative than the photo. Perhaps he should also guide his friend at the beauty salon to film videos.

On the greenway along the Taiping River.

Wen Ruan showed a triumphant smile on her face, teased Tang Song a few more times, and then contentedly put her phone into her backpack.

Her close cycling friend Guan Dongmei came to her side and reminded her: "Sister Wen Ruan, it's time for us to head back."

"Mmhmm." Wen Ruan responded, put on her helmet, and got on the bike.

Soon, the group set off again.

They were all in the same cycling group, and when the weather was good, they would go out together to check in at surrounding attractions.

On the way, Guan Dongmei walked beside her and asked with a smile: "Sister Wen Ruan, why hasn't Gu Cheng, who used to cycle with you, come for a long time? Is it because he's afraid we'll snatch him from you?"

When the weather just started to warm up this year, Gu Cheng had appeared in their cycling team twice.

His gentle temperament, handsome appearance, and high-end job attracted the attention of many girls.

Wen Ruan said casually: "I'm not too familiar with him, and we haven't been in touch much later. Should I push his WeChat to you, and you can ask him?"

Guan Dongmei blinked and said in surprise: "You... aren't together?"

Wen Ruan looked at her: "Why should I be with him?"

"Uh..." Guan Dongmei was speechless.

In her view, Wen Ruan should have held onto a boy as excellent as Gu Cheng tightly.

Although her conditions were good in all aspects, she was getting on in age, almost 30.

There were many sexy and beautiful young girls in the cycling team.

They privately thought that Wen Ruan was worried about Gu Cheng being snatched away, which was why she didn't bring him along.

Guan Dongmei's eyes flashed, and she pretended to joke: "Then I won't be polite. Sister Wen Ruan, remember to push his WeChat to me later."

She was very confident in herself; her family background, job, and education were all excellent. Although her figure and appearance couldn't compare to Wen Ruan's, they weren't bad either.

The key was that she was younger, which was her biggest advantage.

"Okay." Wen Ruan slowly reduced her speed and smiled: "Wait for me, I'll send it to you right away. I wish you a pleasant chat."

If Gu Cheng could really shift his target, she would be more relaxed, avoiding being misunderstood by Tang Song one day.