Chapter 24

At noon, Tang Song took the initiative to treat, and the three of them had a meal in a small restaurant on the side of the road.

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

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

The female owner who made him praise her 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 hurriedly 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 nice.

Guo Peng nudged him with his elbow and said excitedly: "She really is a great beauty! So beautiful, I think she's no 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, her facial features were beautiful, and her skin was delicate.

Her brown hair was fluffy and thick, and her face was made up with exquisite makeup.

Straight-leg split jeans, white shoes, high-neck sweater.

The whole person appeared 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 smiled and greeted him, adding: "You are much younger than I imagined."

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

"Hello." Tang Song replied politely.

The two exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

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

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

When she encountered places she didn't understand, she asked immediately and only continued to look down after getting an answer.

Only two pages of A4 paper, and she looked at it for a full 8 minutes.

This degree of seriousness made Tang Song 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 it over.

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

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

"Here, it's your turn, Mr. Tang." She smiled and handed it over.

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

Gao Mengting took out the car key she had on hand and placed it on the table.

Hesitating for a moment, she opened her mouth: "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 to 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 is 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, remarking: Car purchase deposit.

Gao Mengting accepted it immediately, showing a relieved expression on her face, and said gratefully: "To be honest, I've been quite short of money lately, and today just happens to be a payment due. Thank you, Mr. Tang."

"You're welcome."

"Brother Li, thank you for helping me run around. I'll transfer the agency fee and transfer fee to you later. I still have use for my ID card; 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 smiled and nodded, turned around, and walked toward the gate with big strides.

The perky buttocks wrapped in jeans and the slender waist formed a smooth and sexy curve, 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 her steps and turned around abruptly.

It startled Tang Song, who was peeking, and an awkward smile appeared on his face.

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

The face that had always been smiling showed a sad expression.

She reached out, slid along the car lights, slid over the waistline, and touched the car body quietly.

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

Biting her lower lip hard, taking a deep breath, tears finally fell "plop, plop."

She raised her exquisite face and pulled a tissue from her tote bag to wipe it carefully.

Turning around, she came to Tang Song again and bowed seriously.

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

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

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

The car should be maintained every 5,000 kilometers...

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

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

Tang Song opened his mouth, was dull 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 for a full 3 years. Can carry people and goods, sturdy and durable. Whether it's a flat highway or a winding path, whether it's..." Gao Mengting tilted her head, "Sorry, sorry, I seem to be a bit excited, if I had known, I wouldn't have looked back at her, this time it's really goodbye."

She smiled, swayed 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 college, she earned a lot of money through part-time jobs, bought this car in her senior year, and planned to start a clothing business. At the beginning, it was quite smooth, she earned a lot of money, and the car was also modified during that time. Later, she was scammed by her partner, which is why she reached this point."

……

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 is completed on Monday, it will completely belong to him.

He should have been very happy, but thinking of 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-flower-level great beauty, and she was pear-blossom-like in the rain when she cried.

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

Thinking and thinking, he didn't know how he opened Gao Mengting's Moments.

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

The top one was posted 3 minutes ago.

Gao Mengting: "There is a sorrow in the world that cannot be shed in 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'"