Chapter 49: Picking Up the Car

Monday, April 24, 2023, overcast, 8~13°C.

At 6:00 AM, an excellent biological clock woke Tang Song up.

He changed into sportswear, drank a glass of warm water, used the bathroom, smiled, and began his daily fasted cardio.

After finishing breakfast and resting for a while, he conducted half an hour of posture training.

Tang Song packed his things and took a taxi to the Yancheng Baode BMW 4S dealership.

Because the distance was far and it was during the morning commute peak, it took nearly half an hour to reach his destination.

Walking into the sensor-activated glass door, an enthusiastic saleswoman immediately came up to him: "Hello, sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Is Yu Qiuna from the sales department here? I have an appointment with her."

The saleswoman shouted in one direction: "Nana, your client is here!"

Yu Qiuna, who was standing at the counter, hurried over. She was in her early twenties, with pretty features, medium-short hair, and wearing a black women's suit skirt, looking very energetic.

Tang Song took his ID card out of his pocket and handed it over: "Hello, I'm here to pick up my car."

Yu Qiuna took the ID card and glanced at it. Her heart skipped a beat, and the expression on her face immediately became lively: "Mr. Tang! Please wait in the lounge for a moment, I'll go arrange the car pickup process for you right away."

"Okay, thank you."

Tang Song sat down on the large sofa in the corner, his gaze sweeping over the spacious and luxurious oversized showroom and the BMW cars that were flowing with light and color.

In his mind, he outlined the appearance of his 330i M Sport, unable to wait to see its true face.

After waiting for ten minutes, Yu Qiuna walked over quickly, bent down, and leaned close to him: "Mr. Tang, your beloved car has arrived in the pickup area. I'll take you over."

"Okay, thank you."

The brightly lit pickup area was decorated with various flowers, balloons, and ornaments, and a car covered with a black dust cloth was quietly crouching there.

The smooth and natural body lines were faintly visible, full of a unique beauty.

Yu Qiuna smiled and said: "Mr. Tang, would you like to lift the dust cloth yourself? I'll help you take a photo to record it."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work!" Tang Song nodded slightly. After all, it was his first time experiencing a car pickup ceremony, and it felt quite novel.

He grabbed the soft-textured dust cloth and pulled it backward with force, and the pitch-black, translucent car body was gradually revealed.

The BMW 330i, located directly under the lights, emitted a deep luster, like obsidian, both steady and atmospheric, yet elegant and dynamic.

The large front grille echoed with the sharp headlights on both sides, bringing a strong visual impact.

The black paint made the body lines even more distinct, looking smooth, natural, and very exquisite.

Tang Song took a deep breath, feeling his heartbeat accelerate.

"This is a standard wheelbase 330, 2.0T, 245 horsepower, rear-wheel drive.

The carbon black exterior paired with the volcanic red interior is very beautiful.

The optional parts are basically maxed out: 19-inch smoked aluminum alloy wheels, driving assistance system, winter package, comfort package..."

Tang Song listened to the saleswoman's introduction while checking the car inside and out.

After confirming there were no problems, he signed the acceptance form readily.

Immediately, a clear voice came from behind: "Sorry, Mr. Tang, I'm late!"

Tang Song turned around and saw a man in his 30s walking over, wearing a suit uniform, with a tall and straight figure and meticulously groomed hair.

The salesperson, Yu Qiuna, looked stern and hurriedly bent down to greet him: "Director Zhao!"

Hearing this title, Tang Song also reacted. This should be the Director Zhao who helped him transfer the car from another city.

Director Zhao wore an enthusiastic smile on his face and took the initiative to extend his hand: "Hello, Mr. Tang. I am Zhao Wenyu, the Sales Director of Yancheng Baode Automobile Sales and Service Company. Thank you for your trust in our dealership. If there is any service that is not up to par, please forgive me."

"Hello, Director Zhao."

The two shook hands lightly and exchanged a few simple pleasantries.

Zhao Wenyu introduced the car's situation to him in detail again and finally added: "In order to let Mr. Tang get his beloved car as soon as possible, we specifically contacted the head office and transferred a car from Rongcheng that matches your selected options and color scheme. I hope you are satisfied."

"Thank you, I am very satisfied."

"You are too polite! We have internal channels here, and we can help you get the license plate and insurance done before noon. If you are not busy, you can go to the second-floor lounge to hang out. There are billiards, a cinema, massage chairs, coffee, and snacks there."

Tang Song checked the time and smiled: "Okay."

Zhao Wenyu didn't stay long. He spoke and acted with a sense of propriety. After brushing up on his favorability and showing his face in front of him, he left directly.

In the lounge on the second floor, Tang Song was pleasantly surprised to find a large bookshelf.

It was neatly stocked with quite a few literary works and fashion magazines.

After picking for a while, he pulled out "The Old Man and the Sea," sat down on a massage chair, and began to read seriously while drinking the coffee handed to him by the salesperson.

After a long while, his phone rang suddenly.

Tang Song put down the book in his hand, took out his phone, and looked at it. It was a local landline number.

He answered the call.

A sweet voice came from the other side: "Hello Tang Song, I'm Tian Jing from the Human Resources Department. Is it convenient to talk now?"

Tang Song raised his eyebrows: "Convenient."

Jinxiu Trading Co., Ltd.

Tian Jing sat in the office, shaking her legs nervously, thinking about how to bring it up.

This was the first time she had done such a dishonorable thing since being promoted to Compensation Supervisor, and she really couldn't get past that hurdle in her heart.

After hesitating for a long time, she opened WeChat and clicked into a group called "The Beauty of 2D."

Inside, they were discussing the styles of cosplay costumes.

She left a message directly: "Help, help! @Qingqing @Yunyu, two workplace big shots, help me! Something happened!"

Because it was during work hours, and her tone was very urgent, someone replied quickly.

[Qingqing: "What's wrong, Xiaojing? Is someone in the company bullying you?"]

[Sisi: "Could it be workplace bullying? I'm shivering just thinking about it while I'm still in school."]

[Tian Jing: "I'm in charge of compensation management in the company now, right? The Technical Department Supervisor came to discuss with me, wanting to 'discipline' an ordinary employee. He asked me to talk to him. If he agrees to a 10% salary cut, he can stay; if not, he goes through the resignation process directly. I always feel that this approach is despicable and I can't say it. What should I do?"]

[Yunyu: "Heh, isn't this a typical black-hearted leader? Xiaojing! Are you going to be an accomplice!?"]

[Tian Jing: "But... this is my job. Our HR Director agreed to it. There will definitely be similar things coming to me in the future. I'm so troubled! How should I bring it up so he won't be so hurt?"]

[Yunyu: "Why don't you wear a maid cosplay outfit when you go to talk to him? That way you can make up for his wounded heart."]

[Sisi: "I have a high-slit one here, @Xiaojing, do you want it? 99 including shipping!"]

Below, there were instantly many teasing replies. Tails, bells, belts, everything came out.

It made Tian Jing blush.

She angrily tapped the keyboard: "Eeya! You real-life 'bakas' shut up! I'm talking about serious business! @Qingqing, aren't you managing dozens of people in your company? Big shot, teach me!"]

After waiting for a long while, Qingqing finally gave a reply.

[Qingqing: "You can first express your appreciation and liking for his character and ability, praise his strengths vigorously, chat with him like a friend, let him relax, and finally express your true intention tactfully. With the recognition of a cute girl like you, I believe he will feel much better."]

Tian Jing read it seriously twice, and finally felt a bit more confident.

She picked up the phone on the desk and dialed. ===== CHAPTER 51 =====