The Beautician's Room

At 4 p. m., Tang Song drove to Yunxi Building.

The entire company was bustling with activity.

They will officially begin their second live stream tonight from 7 PM to 10 PM.

I spent quite a while helping my colleagues with their work.

Tang Song led Gao Mengting to the General Manager's office.

He explained the details of the agreement he had reached with Qi Wen at Brocade Business.

With the title of executive and Xiao Jing as a good friend, everything went smoothly.

The supply price is very low, even cheaper than when they negotiate with the factory, and they also offer the highest rebate rate.

"The distribution channels are definitely not a problem. A sales representative will come to sign the contract with us tomorrow." Tang Song looked at his pleasing partner beside him and gently patted her shoulder. "Next, it's about product selection. I don't know much about that, so I'll leave it to you."

Gao Mengting smiled and nodded, then began to softly express her thoughts.

Because the live streaming business developed much faster than she had imagined, some of her original plans were disrupted.

For example, her goods worth 350,000 yuan were originally intended to sell for a long time, but now they will be sold out in at most two more shows.

She has contacted her previous supplier and reordered a new batch of summer clothes.

Initially, the focus will be on these clearance sales items. We will assess demand based on the fan profiles and sales data from the live stream to determine the individual items that need to be purchased.

The two sat on the sofa in the office Rest Area, chatting and laughing, and before they knew it, it was past 6 p. m.

"Knock knock knock—" A knocking sound suddenly rang out on the door.

"Please come in."

Immediately afterwards, He Liting poked her head in.

Seeing the two bosses sitting together, he paused for a moment and whispered, "Mr. Tang, President Gao, the food you ordered has arrived."

After saying that, she gently closed the door.

The two then chatted for a few more minutes about product selection and procurement.

Tang Song's Mobile Phone, which was on the table, suddenly rang.

"Then I'll go eat first." Gao Mengting said goodbye and walked out the door.

Tang Song picked up his Mobile Phone, glanced at it, and a smile appeared on his lips.

It turned out to be Zhao Yachian.

This busy beautician friend rarely calls him first, especially at this time.

The call connected. "Hello, Qianqian."

The beautician's cheerful voice quickly came through the receiver. "Brother Song, I'm working the day shift today, I can get off at 7 pm. Um... could you come pick me up?"

Tang Song raised his wrist to check the time and chuckled, "Of course, 7 o'clock, see you then."

He wouldn't refuse his girlfriend's small requests.

"Okay, see you there."

I hung up the phone.

Tang Song quickly packed his things, went to the large conference room, and said goodbye to his colleagues.

Now that live streaming is on track, he, as the boss, doesn't need to participate in every session.

Watching Tang Song's departing figure, He Liting pursed her lips.

I opened my Mobile Phone and sent a message to my cousin. "Qianqian, I'm working overtime tonight. After dinner, you can take your boyfriend to Vast Sky Garden for a while."

Isabella Beauty Salon.

Zhao Yachian felt her face flush when she saw the message from her cousin.

Let Brother Song go to his room...

My mind involuntarily replayed the scenes from that night in the car.

I bit my moist lips, feeling a ticklish sensation in my heart.

At 19, the young girl, having just tasted the forbidden fruit, was also filled with curiosity and longing for her boyfriend's intimacy.

After an anxious wait, it was finally time to leave work.

Zhao Yachian jogged to the dressing room, opened her beloved Carryall, took out the white dress she had bought last time, changed into it, and quickly touched up her makeup in front of the mirror.

Stepping out of the beauty salon, a wave of heat hits you.

Zhao Yachian stood on the steps and immediately spotted the elegant silver Mercedes-Benz parked by the roadside, as well as Tang Song standing beside it.

A big smile spread across her face as she jogged along, fixing her hair as she went.

"Brother Song." She stopped half a meter away from Tang Song, standing very straight, looking at him with gentle and expectant eyes.

Tang Song sincerely praised, "This dress is really beautiful, it suits you very well, and it makes you look very elegant."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yachian immediately lit up with a smile. "It's my first day shift, so I brought it with me. This is the first time I've worn it outside."

This was the most expensive and sexiest dress she had ever bought, and she couldn't wait to let him see it.

After saying that, she turned around in front of him again.

The soft, silky skirt and thick, wavy hair swayed gently in the wind.

Tang Song embraced her youthful, vibrant body and kissed her cheek deeply. "Qianqian is so beautiful."

Zhao Yachian's eyes sparkled, and she kissed him on the cheek. "Brother Song is so handsome."

Immediately afterwards, the two of them burst out laughing at the same time.

I got on the bus.

Zhao Yachian turned to the side and said excitedly, "Brother Song, I'm going to keep my promise to you today, so don't stop me."

"What promise?"

"Fill up the 95 liters! Steak buffet!" Zhao Yachian pointed ahead. "Let's go, let's get to the gas station first!"

Tang Song was stunned for a moment, and the scene from that time flashed through his mind.

Rainbow umbrella, rainy night, friend card, waiting for my paycheck...

"Have you received the wages that were owed to you?"

Zhao Yachian smiled and said, "No, but I'm in a very good mood right now and want to keep my promise."

Seeing his enthusiastic beautician friend, Tang Song didn't say anything more and started the car.

Arriving at a nearby gas station, Zhao Yachian rolled down the window and eagerly called out, "Hello, fill up with 95 octane!"

It cost exactly 500 yuan to fill it up, for a total of 61 liters.

Zhao Yachian opened her bulging little wallet, pulled out five brand-new red bills, and generously handed them over.

After paying the bill, I started the car.

Tang Song looked at her suddenly deflated wallet and asked, "Did you empty your savings?"

Zhao Yachian stuck out her tongue. "Last time I received 2300 yuan in cash, spent 1800 yuan on clothes, and now I have exactly 500 yuan left."

Tang Song patted her head and said with a smile, "I'll transfer some money to you later."

"No, no!" Zhao Yachian bit her lip and said weakly, "Brother Song, I don't know if you believe me, but I didn't like you because you drive a luxury car. Even if you had picked me up in a Wuling Hongguang that night, I... I would have let you kiss me."

Tang Song nodded and said firmly, "I believe it."

After all, there is a systematic testimony, so this cannot be faked.

Zhao Yachian, who was about to explain, was immediately moved to tears and took Tang Song's hand and placed it on her thigh, saying, "Brother Song, you're so kind."

Tang Song gripped the plump, warm thigh, pressed the accelerator hard, and drove the car toward Wanda Mall.

We arrived at the steak buffet that Zhao Yachian had been longing to visit.

Actually, the price isn't that expensive; it's only 399 yuan for two people to buy together.

Besides steak, there are also various cooked foods, fruits, seafood, desserts, and more.

Zhao Yachian, like a busy little bee, quickly filled the table with food.

When the steak was cooked and served, Zhao Yachian carefully cut it with a knife and fork and handed it to Tang Song.

He swallowed hard and said, "Brother Song, you should try this. It's my favorite kind of food, it's so delicious!"

Tang Song forked a piece and tasted it. "It's really delicious, Qianqian."

Zhao Yachian smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it. And this sushi, the ham inside is super delicious."

"You should eat too, don't just keep putting food on my plate."

"Uh-huh."

The two chatted and shared the food.

It took a full hour to eat.

8:30 p. m.

Vast Sky Garden Community.

The two strolled hand in hand around the neighborhood, and Zhao Yachian told him about her high school life and interesting stories in a sweet and innocent tone.

After walking around for a while, she pulled Tang Song to stand under a bright street lamp.

She leaned slightly forward, rested her head on his shoulder, and held his hand.

I took out my Mobile Phone, snapped a photo of myself with my shadow, and happily posted it on my Moments.

Standing downstairs at Building 8, Tang Song pointed to the car next to them, his eyes burning with desire, and said, "Qianqian, shall we go to the back seat together for a while?"

Zhao Yachian was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what she meant and whispered, "My cousin is working overtime today and isn't home."

Having learned her lesson last time, she has been tidying up the house diligently every day lately.

Upon hearing this, Tang Song instantly perked up.

This is rare! My beautician friend actually took the initiative to invite me!

With a click, he opened the car door and said in a clear voice, "Let's go, darling."

Zhao Yachian blushed and quickly got out of the car.

In the somewhat old stairwell, Zhao Yachian stomped her foot forcefully, turning on the motion-activated light.

The two walked quietly down the narrow stairwell, the atmosphere growing increasingly ambiguous.

Arriving at door 402.

Zhao Yachian opened her bag, took out her key, and, being a little nervous, tried several times before finally inserting it into the lock and successfully opening the door.

"Bang!" The door was slammed shut.

Zhao Yachian changed her shoes and led him into the living room.

Looking at the clean and tidy room, Zhao Yachian said happily, "Brother Song, my room is the one on the north side. Please make yourself at home, and I'll go get you some water."

Tang Song took her arm and said sincerely, "No need, Qianqian, let's go to your room first. I'm quite curious."

Zhao Yachian nodded, pushed open her bedroom door, and called out loudly, "Thump thump thump thump—"

"Isn't it tidy? I usually pay a lot of attention to personal hygiene, and I always fold my clothes and blankets carefully." Zhao Yachian tried her best to make a good impression on her boyfriend, telling a lie without blushing or skipping a beat.

The small bedroom, less than 10 square meters, has only a bed and a dressing table, which is neatly arranged with many bottles and jars. On the walls, there are also various posters and decorations.

Tang Song closed the door and locked it from the inside.

Upon hearing the sound, Zhao Yachian trembled, and her face immediately turned rosy.

Yet she still boldly raised her head and even took the initiative to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him.

Soon, the beautiful white dress fell to the ground.

Tang Song was experiencing the beautician's sexiness and passion face-to-face.

The temperature in the small room was rising rapidly.

Zhao Yachian bit her moist, full lips and whispered, "Brother Song, how about we do it like last time?"

After saying that, she pointed to her heart.

Tang Song felt a surge of excitement, gripped the Truth and the wine glass, and whispered a few words in her ear.

Then, he grabbed her hand and moved it down a little.

Zhao Yachian exclaimed in surprise, her voice trembling as she said, "Oh... I see... then... I'll give it a try."