Does Natsuki Like Mercedes-Benz?

They looked at the two people who looked very strange.

Tang Song invited. "Cousin, Jia Jia, do you want to have a meal together?"

Yang Zihang quickly waved his hand, "No, we just ate before we set off. Let's do it next time. We are all at Yancheng anyway."

"Okay then."

"By the way, everything aunt brought you is here." Yang Jiajia pointed to the instant noodle carton next to Passat, "The vegetables inside were just picked from the fields this morning. Auntie brought you a lot. If you can't finish it, you can share some with your colleagues."

"Yeah." Tang Song nodded, squatted down and opened the lid of the box, which was filled to the brim.

Spinach, cucumber, green onions, tomatoes.

They are all grown in their own fields and are very fresh.

Along with these, there is also a jar of pickled salted eggs.

Some time ago, I often shared the fat-reducing meals I made with my mother. She must have memorized them, so she asked her cousin to send some dishes over.

The reason why I didn't call in advance was probably because I was worried that it would be too troublesome for me to refuse.

Gao Mengting squatted down with his legs together, came to his side, and said happily, "These dishes are so fresh, I think you won't be able to finish them. As your colleague, I feel it is necessary to help you share some."

"Haha, okay. I ate a lot of the meat buns your mother brought you last time, so this time I'll treat it as a gift in return."

Gao Mengting turned her face to look at him, eyes bright Jing Jing said, "How about we don't go out to eat tonight, go directly to my house, and I will cook it myself."

"This is better."

Tang Song held up the box with both hands, Gao Mengting quickly opened the trunk and helped put it in.

Listening to their conversation, Yang Zihang and Yang Jiajia looked at each other.

Good guy! This goes directly to your home!

After watching the things being packed, I came over to say goodbye to Tang Song.

Yang Jiajia couldn't help but ask, "Brother, which trading company do you still work for now? Programmer?"

As she spoke, her eyes drifted to Gao Mengting who was standing next to Mercedes-Benz's car.

Could it be that he got the company boss's daughter?

That would be awesome!

Tang Song smiled and explained, "Now I have started my own business, doing live streaming e-commerce. Meng Ting is a partner of the company."

His wealth will be exposed sooner or later, and he has no intention of hiding it from his parents.

This time is a good opportunity to vaccinate my family.

Nowadays, the live streaming industry is a big trend, and how many people have achieved wealth by relying on this opportunity.

Looking back, you can use this reason and let your family accept this fact.

"Start a business! Partner?" Yang Jiajia's eyes brightened and he said excitedly, "Brother, I wish you success as soon as possible and make a lot of money! When the time comes, I will join you directly after graduation!"

"Thank you Jia Jia for your kind words." Tang Song smiled and waved, "Then we will leave first, we haven't eaten yet."

"Okay, bye."

"Bye."

After saying goodbye to each other, Tang Song pulled away the passenger seat and got in.

Soon, the silver Benz S started slowly and gradually disappeared into the night.

Looking away, Yang Zihang felt sour and astringent in his mouth.

Such a beautiful partner drives a Mercedes-Benz S-Class, starts a business with his cousin, and even cooks for him in the evening.

Why is this plot so sci-fi?

"Has your roommate's things been packed?"

"Well, she will officially graduate next month. Now she basically doesn't live on campus. I will have a companion from now on."

As the two chatted, the car slowly drove into Zhu Xi Residential Area.

"We're here!" Gao Mengting parked the car downstairs, turned off the engine and got out.

Tang Song rummaged in the trunk for a while and pulled out a clean shopping bag.

I opened the box and put some of each dish inside, as well as a few salted eggs.

Take the elevator and go straight to the 12th floor.

Gao Mengting took out the key from his bag, opened the door of 1202, and stepped in.

The living room was pitch dark.

"My junior high school girl has been very busy recently. She said she has a very urgent job. She has been working overtime to make pictures in the past few days and came back very late." Gao Mengting explained while turning on the light.

There are a lot more things in the room, and there are several sketches and watercolors hanging on the walls, giving it a more lifelike feel than before.

"Sit down wherever you want, it's already 7:30, I'm going to cook." Gao Mengting took a bag of vegetables from Tang Song's hand, "The bedroom on the west side belongs to my junior sister, so don't break in rashly."

Tang Song smiled and asked, "What about the one to the east? Can I go visit it?"

Gao Mengting raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and said, "Whatever, but you can't go through my cabinet."

"Ok, no problem!" Tang Song's eyes flashed with excitement. He had never been to a girl's bedroom before and was very curious.

Moreover, Gao Mengting is his entrepreneurial partner after all, so it's appropriate to know more about him.

Gao Mengting bit his lower lip and walked into the kitchen carrying the dishes.

Push open the door of the master bedroom on the east side.

A light fragrance pours into the nose, which is consistent with the smell of Gao Mengting.

Turn on the lights.

A clean and tidy room comes into view.

The bed is covered with floral-patterned sheets and duvet covers in pastel colors.

There is a simple wooden bedside table with a mirror, books and cups on the bedside.

Under the window is a white lazy sofa, with a low stool in front and a mini bookcase next to it.

The overall color scheme is light gray and white, and the layout is simple and tasteful, full of warmth and comfort.

Unfortunately, I didn't see any random inner wear.

Tang Song lay down on the beanbag and put his feet on the low stool.

He casually pulled out a book with his left hand.

In the kitchen, the sound of "crackling" cooking could be heard from time to time.

Tang Song breathed in the fragrance in the room, felt the soft sofa under her body, and started reading the book named "Walden" comfortably.

9pm.

After finishing dinner, the two people moved a stool and sat on the balcony.

The wind was blowing, looking at the bright night sky, and chatting.

I talked about my impressions after reading "Walden", my impressions of the new team members, and my aspirations for the company's future.

The crescent moon in the sky is getting higher and higher, and the air is getting cooler.

Tang Song looked at the time, stood up and said, "It's very late. I have to go back. You should also rest early."

"I'll give it to you."

Put on your shoes, open the door, and get in the elevator.

Perhaps because he had just said too much, Gao Mengting seemed a little silent at this time.

Walk out of the unit door and stand in front of Benz S 450.

Due to cooking, Gao Mengting's long brown hair was tied up with a large clip on the back of her head, revealing her crystal earlobes and slender neck.

The broken hair hanging down on both sides gently flutters in the wind, and a full sense of atmosphere hits your face.

Tang Song looked at her beautiful naked legs and said with concern, "It's a little cold outside, go back."

"Tang Song." Gao Mengting suddenly called him with a smile.

"Well, what's wrong?"

Gao Mengting raised his head and looked at him, and said softly and firmly, "On April 15th, I met you for the first time at Mingjun Auto Repair Shop; on April 22nd, you walked into Meiting Discount Clothing Store, invited me to become a partner, and took me into Yunxi Building.

On April 25, our Songmei Apparel Trading Co., Ltd. was officially registered; on May 2, we recruited our first employee.

On May 11th, that is, today, we have a complete and professional team, and our company is finally on the right track.

Thank you, partner, for changing my destiny and pulling me out of the mire.

Next, leave the company to me, I will never let you down! "

After saying that, she opened her arms and hugged him.

Feeling the fullness and warmth in front of me, and the familiar smell at the tip of my nose, Tang Song was not as dull as last time.

He quickly stretched out his hands and wrapped them around her slender waist, applying slight pressure and carefully feeling the curves of her body.

When Gao Mengting tried to break free, he found that he couldn't help himself.

Breathing in his breath and touching a large area of his body, Gao Mengting felt dizzy.

He held his chest with both hands, leaned back slightly, and said with a blushing face, "Tang Song! What are you doing!"

"Are you only allowed to hug me and not me to hug you?" Through the thin shirt fabric, Tang Song could clearly feel her softness and delicacy, and her mood was agitated.

Gao Mengting said with some embarrassment, "You... that's not how I hug you. You are acting like a hooligan!"

Tang Song was about to speak.

There was an engine roar, and then an urgent voice sounded from behind, "Meng Ting!"

Tang Song turned sideways and saw a boy riding a cruiser stopping next to them.

He took off his helmet, revealing a handsome face.

Tang Song quickly recognized it, it was the Internet Celebrity singer who lived next door to Gao Mengting, Liu Wenning, who played the guitar well.

Hearing the sound, Gao Mengting quickly broke away from Tang Song's arms, straightened the broken hair on both sides, and said, "Mr. Liu, what's wrong?"

"Are you okay! I just saw him..."

Gao Mengting quickly interrupted, "You misunderstood, we were joking."

Hearing this, Liu Wenning was stunned, gritted his teeth hard, and said in a dull voice, "Sorry, I misunderstood."

After saying that, he left directly on his motorcycle.

After parking the car downstairs and walking into the unit door, Liu Wenning couldn't help but look back at Gao Mengting.

Mercedes-Benz S-Class's Meteor Shower Headlights lit up, and the dazzling beam of light illuminated the ground in front of him.

The man in the white shirt said goodbye to Gao Mengting with a smile, opened the door and got in.

Liu Wenning clenched his fists, his eyes dimmed.

No matter how fast 86 is, it can't catch up with Natsuki who likes Mercedes-Benz.