Chapter 53: Xiaojing: I'm Not Feeling Right

As work time approached, people arrived more and more completely.

Colleagues discussed various news, gossip, and interesting things as usual.

"Have you watched 'Slam Dunk' that was released a few days ago? If you haven't, hurry up, it's really good."

"Coach, I want to play basketball!"

"Don't play memes, it's really good. It made me tear up, especially the last ten seconds."

Wang Zhaoyang next to him patted him on the shoulder and said excitedly: "Tang Song, do you want to form a group to watch it? That's our youth!"

Tang Song blinked at him: "Of course you have to ask a girl to watch a movie like this. What's the point of watching it with a big man like you?"

"(ˉ▽￣～) Cut~~" Wang Zhaoyang curled his lips: "It sounds like you have a girl to ask."

"That's not necessarily true." Tang Song smiled, opened WeChat, and clicked on Zhao Yaqian's chat box.

He left a message: "Teacher Zhao, the May Day holiday is coming soon, do you want to go watch a movie together?"

After sending the message, he waited for a while, but still didn't see a reply from his beautician friend.

Tang Song put down his phone and opened the company's internal OA system.

He filled out the resignation application form and clicked submit.

He looked at the approval process.

HR Specialist Liu Huihui, Director Chen Yunteng, HR Director Xu Lin, Executive Vice President Jiang Weiguo.

With the company's top leaders in the process, it was estimated that it wouldn't be done in a short while.

Immediately, he began to organize the handover documents seriously.

At 2:00 PM, a notification popped up in his corporate email.

[OA Reminder: "Your resignation application submitted on April 25, 2023, has been approved."]

A few minutes later, his phone vibrated.

[Tian Jing: "Song, your resignation application has been approved. I've printed it out for you. Please come over and sign it."]

He stood up and walked toward the HR office.

"Knock, knock, knock—"

"Please come in!"

Pushing open the frosted glass door, Tang Song looked at Tian Jing with bright, spirited eyes.

Her outfit today was also very on point: long straight black hair, a tight round-neck T-shirt, and white wide-leg pants, looking clean, refreshing, pure, and seductive.

Tian Jing examined Tang Song carefully, and seeing that he didn't have a painful expression, she finally felt relieved.

She picked up a document and placed it on the edge of the table, saying softly: "Just sign here, 6 documents in total. By the way, I've already told Huihui about your attendance. This month will be counted as full attendance."

Liu Huihui next to her smiled: "Our Supervisor Tian is really beautiful and kind. She has urged me several times about your matter."

Tian Jing tapped the table: "Huihui, speak properly, be careful I deduct your salary."

"I won't dare, I won't dare. I'm going to make a cup of coffee, you guys chat slowly."

Tian Jing took a black signature pen from the pen holder, handed it to Tang Song, and said sweetly: "Use this."

"Thank you." Tang Song reached out to take it.

Their fingers touched.

Tian Jing's gaze swept over his hands inadvertently, and her eyes instantly widened a circle.

What kind of god-level beauty hands are these? They are simply too good-looking!

They are just like the hands of the male lead in a 2D manga, with distinct knuckles, slender as jade, the skin color slightly pale, and the half-moons on the fingernails were the exact arc she admired!!

As a 2D hand-fetishist, she simply couldn't resist, okay!

Her fingers exerted a slight force, and the delicate fingertips swayed up, down, left, and right.

"Sha, sha, sha—" The sound of the pen tip rubbing against the paper rang out.

Tian Jing subconsciously moved her legs, a blush rising on her face, feeling that she was not feeling right.

"This should be fine, right?" After signing all the agreements, Tang Song put down the pen and asked softly.

Tian Jing's eyes dodged, and she took out a blank sheet of paper: "Copy this paragraph below the confirmation letter. I need to keep a record."

Tang Song was stunned. Was there this process?

Tian Jing stood up directly, a bit nervous: "Sit here and write it."

?￠O

"Okay." Tang Song didn't refuse. Writing these hundred-plus words wasn't easy.

Sitting on the soft, warm seat cushion, a faint fruity perfume scent rushed into his nose.

Faintly, he could also smell the scent of pears and apples. The fragrance was very high-end, with a fresh feeling, very pleasant.

Tang Song took a deep breath, straightened the A4 paper, and wrote seriously: "I have terminated the labor relationship with Yancheng Jinxiu Trading Co., Ltd. (hereinafter referred to as the Company). At the same time..."

Tian Jing on the side took out her phone, opened the camera, and pressed the sinful shutter button at Tang Song's hands.

The "click" sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet office.

Tang Song looked up in surprise.

Tian Jing's hand shook, and she "clicked, clicked" and took several more photos in a row.

"Is it that serious? You need to take photos for the record?"

"Hehe, ah, you know I'm doing this for the first time, I'm afraid of making mistakes!" Tian Jing's face was red and hot, her gaze wandering everywhere.

Tang Song didn't dwell on this and quietly finished copying the rest of the content.

He took the resignation certificate and compensation agreement handed over by Tian Jing, and just as he was about to leave, Du Shaokai pushed the door and walked in directly.

He said happily: "Yo, Old Song! Things done? Pretty quick!"

After finishing, he winked at him triumphantly and placed a beautifully packaged takeaway on Tian Jing's desk.

"Supervisor Tian, afternoon tea delivered! Try it, fresh fruit cuts from Pagoda, all fruits you love to eat."

"Thank you." Tian Jing said thank you somewhat absent-mindedly, her gaze wandering everywhere, occasionally sweeping over Tang Song's hanging hands.

Looking at Du Shaokai's attentive appearance, Tang Song raised his eyebrows and leaned toward Tian Jing, saying: "By the way, Xiaojing, the May Day holiday is coming soon, don't forget about the meal."

Tian Jing's eyes flashed, her legs pressed tightly together, and she whispered: "Okay, let's discuss the time and place later. It's mainly that I don't know what you want to eat."

"OK." Tang Song nodded, feeling that this company goddess was really good, keeping her word and not making empty promises.

Before leaving, he patted Du Shaokai on the shoulder again: "I'm off, bye-bye."

Du Shaokai's mouth twitched: "Xiaojing, why are you going to eat with him?"

"We agreed before, I can't just go back on my word." Tian Jing perfunctorily brushed it off, her eyes looking at the computer screen, but her gaze was a bit unfocused.

How could there be such perfect hands! I really want to touch them! Or be pinched by them!

Du Shaokai opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Tian Jing's appearance, he didn't dare to say it.

After Du Shaokai left desolately.

Tian Jing quickly opened the "The Beauty of 2D" group chat.

She left a message: "Ahhhhh! I saw a real pair of manga hands today, super super good-looking! I'm numb! The skin, texture, knuckles, and proportions can all get full marks! Perfect!"

[Sisi: "I don't believe it! Hurry up and provide proof!"]

[Tagu: "Ouchikai (calm down), I think Xiaojing is shallow, she hasn't seen truly good-looking hands. One of my seniors, those are truly modeling hands, every time I see him I want to use them!"]

[Nana-ko: "@Xiaojing, do you have pictures? I want to see pictures!"]

Licking her dry lips, Tian Jing opened a photo, cropped the area of the hands, and shared it to the group.

She left a message: "iPhone original camera, no beauty filters at all!"

As soon as the photo was sent, the group boiled over.

"Ikae (Charge)! I've already dived into the quilt!"

"What a great pair of hands, I want to see them with my own eyes, touch them, lick them, rub them!"

"Xiaojing-chan, please introduce me to him! Please!"

Tian Jing chatted with the group members about dirty topics with a flushed face.

She couldn't help but open the album again, admiring the photos she had taken, and suddenly she really wanted to go to the bathroom. ===== CHAPTER 55 =====