Seeking Forgiveness

3 p. m.

Yuhua Business Building, Shangya Clothing Design Company.

The table was piled high with manuscripts, fabrics, color swatches, and samples.

Colorful fabrics and paper patterns surrounded the area, and various sounds filled the air.

"Done!"

Yao Lingling raised her head and rubbed her slightly sore wrists.

He looked at the clothes in his hand and a happy smile appeared on his face.

She sewed this sample garment herself, exactly according to the sketch design given by Tang Song, with an extremely high degree of accuracy.

Moreover, the fabric used is the best quality; it's even wearable right out of the box.

I'm sure the Tang Song dynasties would be very surprised to see this.

As a fashion design student, Yao Lingling only learned basic pattern making and garment manufacturing skills in college.

The reason I was able to complete it independently was mainly due to my family's scholarly tradition.

Her mother was a tailor, and her family ran a tailor shop when she was young, so she learned a lot of sewing skills from an early age.

With careful workmanship, the results are in no way inferior to those of professional tailors.

Only designers know how difficult it is to create a sample garment.

The initial stages of capturing inspiration, determining the theme, collecting materials, and drawing manuscripts alone require a lot of energy and time.

However, thanks to Tang Song's help, she only needed to complete the post-production work, which saved her a lot of work.

I turned on the camera and took a few photos of the shirt and jeans.

The new Mobile Phone is great, and the camera takes amazing pictures.

Yao Lingling touched her beloved Mobile Phone, a big smile spreading across her face.

This Mobile Phone was just released not long ago, and the top-of-the-line version costs around 6,500 yuan, which is more than her monthly salary.

I must say, Senior Tang Song is truly magnanimous!

She had only graduated a year ago, and her assistant job mainly involved studying. Her salary was just enough to cover her expenses, and she couldn't save much money.

However, things will be fine once she's promoted to a full-fledged fashion designer.

I can definitely reciprocate with a gift later. I feel really bad for taking such a big advantage of my friend.

This is one of the reasons why she makes sample garments by hand day and night.

"Yao Lingling!" A voice came from the direction of the door.

Yao Lingling quickly stood up and politely asked, "Sister Liang, is there anything I can help you with?"

Designer Liang Jiani frowned. "Director Peng wants to see you. She wants you to go to her office."

After saying that, Liang Jiani turned and left.

Yao Lingling made a funny face at her.

After joining the company, she was always Liang Jiani's assistant, helping her with everything, doing all sorts of dirty and tiring work, and often having to take the blame and be scolded.

However, because of her outstanding abilities and strong execution, Liang Jiani was able to handle it very smoothly.

This time, she was suddenly promoted to designer, which made Liang Jiani the most upset. She said a lot of mean things to her.

Put the sample garment into the bag and return it to your workstation.

Yao Lingling straightened her clothes and knocked on the door of the director's office.

"Director, you wanted to see me?"

Peng Xinlei looked up and Wei Xiao, "Ling Ling, Manager Li is back from his business trip to Gusu. Get ready, the sample review meeting will be held in half an hour."

Hearing this, Yao Lingling's heart pounded. "Okay, thank you, Director Peng!"

Stepping out of the office, Yao Lingling jogged back to her workstation.

Looking around, he didn't see Xiao Mingxuan.

She nudged Li Shumin's arm and asked anxiously, "Minmin, have you seen Ming Xuan?"

There are two sample garments in total.

The suit made by the company's tailor was based on Xiao Mingxuan's body size.

Li Shumin shrugged. "After having lunch with us, he went home and hasn't come back since."

Yao Lingling panicked and quickly took out her Mobile Phone, found Xiao Mingxuan's Mobile Phone, and dialed it.

The phone had only rang twice.

"Snap!" A crisp snap of fingers rang in my ears, followed by a familiar voice. "Hello beautiful, were you looking for me?"

"You're finally back! Go change your clothes!" Yao Lingling's face lit up with joy.

He turned around, his expression slightly surprised.

Immediately afterwards, the whispers of other colleagues began to circulate around them.

"Holy crap, Xiao, why are you dressed so extravagantly today?"

"Ming Xuan is so handsome!"

"I got a new hairstyle and took off my glasses; I feel like a completely different person."

"This outfit is so beautiful! Is it the summer set that Ling Ling designed? It looks amazing on you!"

Xiao Mingxuan chuckled and said, "Aren't you surprised? I went back to take a shower, get a haircut, and change my clothes specifically for your judging panel."

After saying that, he swayed back and forth in front of Yao Lingling, showing off his clothes.

Yao Lingling blinked, carefully examined the object for a while, her eyes filled with surprise.

When Xiao Mingxuan first joined the company, he had a short buzz cut. He didn't get a haircut for more than a month afterward, letting his hair grow wildly, resulting in a very messy hairstyle.

In addition, he often wears glasses with a very high prescription, making him look quite ordinary.

I put on my contact lenses and got a side-back shaved head.

He was tall and slender, wearing a tailor-made white shirt, light-colored embroidered jeans, and Canvas Shoes.

She looked clean, sunny, bright, and energetic.

He may not be considered exceptionally handsome, but he has a great presence, is very striking, and has a model-like quality.

Yao Lingling gave a thumbs up and laughed, "I have to admit, you are quite attractive!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Xiao Mingxuan raised his eyebrows proudly, chatted with his colleagues for a few more minutes, and then began to actively prepare for the upcoming review meeting.

He has been working at the company's grassroots level for two months and has gained a detailed understanding of the company's business model and personnel structure.

Next, as Yao Lingling was promoted to fashion designer, he also planned to officially step onto the big stage of corporate management.

The company gradually built its own team, embraced the Internet Plus, and vigorously developed Shangya.

Zhu Xi Residential Area.

The sound of a guitar was coming from the bedroom.

Liu Wenning sat on the sofa, singing with her eyes closed, her medium-length reddish-brown hair cascading down her back.

Across from him, Zhou Dongbing was munching on a lollipop, his eyes fixed on the camera that was taking pictures.

In their temporary band, apart from Cheng Qiuqiu, the other three members are old friends who work in social media.

Liu Wenning is the most successful among them, with a large fan base, and he frequently gets gigs at bars and restaurants.

In comparison, Moli and Zhou Dongbing are doing rather poorly.

So they often come to Liu Wenning's place to play, eat and drink with him, and have a great time without spending any money.

Just as the video was about to be filmed.

"Ring ring—" The Mobile Phone suddenly rang.

"Holy shit!" Liu Wenning's eye twitched. "Calling at this hour? Are you crazy?!"

He had been recording this video for a long time and finally found his rhythm, but it was ruined just like that.

Zhou Dongbing pressed the pause button and then muttered a few curses.

Liu Wenning put down his guitar and picked up his Mobile Phone to take a look.

It's a local landline number.

He answered the phone casually, his tone somewhat sharp. "Hello! Who is this?!"

Immediately after, a somewhat familiar voice came through the receiver. "Hello, this is Liu Wenning, right? This is Qiaoxi District... We are investigating the case of malicious damage to Mercedes-Benz- Benz with license plate number Yan A *****. Because the amount involved is substantial, it constitutes the crime of intentional damage to property. Please cooperate with our investigation..."

Hearing the serious and earnest voice in his ear, Liu Wenning gripped the Mobile Phone slightly, feeling both fear and anger.

"Okay, I understand, I'll be right there."

Seeing Liu Wenning's suddenly embarrassed expression, Zhou Dongbing quickly asked, "What's wrong Wen Ning? Who called?"

"It's the same thing from last night. This idiot actually pulled this trick, maliciously exaggerating the damage to get the police station to summon us for questioning."

Just as he finished speaking, Zhou Dongbing's Mobile Phone rang.

Wait until the call ends.

Zhou Dongbing swallowed hard, exchanged a glance with Liu Wenning, and asked, "What do we do?"

Liu Wenning threw the guitar onto the bed, his face darkening. "What else can we do? Let's go over there. It's disgusting. It's just a scratch on a car cover, and they want to bring it in for us?"

"Damn it!" Zhou Dongbing clenched his fist and gritted his teeth, saying, "This idiot is really causing trouble! He's just looking for trouble!"

Although his tone was harsh, he was still a little apprehensive.

If the other party really uses connections to inflate the damage estimate, then they could actually crash.

The two hurriedly walked out of the bedroom and ran into Moli, who was returning from outside.

She smiled and waved the plastic bag in her hand at the two of them, "Are you done filming the video? I've bought the fried chicken, let's play games and eat it together."

Liu Wenning shook his head expressionlessly. "We can't eat now. The police station contacted us again, summoning us to cooperate with the investigation. It's the same old story from last night."

Moli was stunned for a moment, then asked anxiously, "What happened? Didn't you say it was just a scratch on the car cover? It's only worth 500 yuan at most, why are we being summoned?"

Zhou Dongbing was standing nearby, embellished the story.

"What about tonight's performance?" Moli asked anxiously. "I've already spoken with Boss Chu from Yinyue Shengyan Restaurant, and our band will perform for an hour tonight. We've already received the deposit."

Her income is not high, so this performance fee is not a small amount for her.

"We'll see. It's not even 4 o'clock yet. If we're lucky, we should be able to resolve this before tonight." Liu Wenning pursed his lips, his eyes gleaming.

He wasn't worried about losing money; what he feared was that Tang Song would continue to annoy him and wouldn't let go.

"Okay then, Qiu Qiu gets off work at 6 o'clock, and we'll bring our instruments and meet up with you then."

"Okay, bye-bye." "Bye-bye."

Immediately afterwards, the two quickly went downstairs, got on their motorcycle, and headed towards the police station.

The main reason they were called "White Knight" was that all four of them loved riding motorcycles.

Songmei Clothing.

General Manager's Office.

"Youjie Home Services" is an innovative company focused on providing high-quality home services. Committed to serving its clients...

Tang Song sat in front of the computer, browsing the Business Plan "that Xu Qing had sent that morning.

Business Plan is crucial and essential for companies seeking funding.

This document, handwritten by Shen Yuyan, was very well done, with clear and neat layout, totaling 13,000 words.

It provides a detailed overview of the company's vision, goals, business model, market opportunities, competitive advantages, and other key information.

The supporting materials also include market research reports, product samples, and team introductions.

After carefully reviewing the proposal, Tang Song forwarded it to Zhang Chengyuan's corporate email address at Juqing Huijin.

Then he dialed the number again and began to arrange research on "Youjie Home Services".

Juqing Huijin's Investment Department also has a branch in Yancheng, and many of its employees are elites from Kate Trust.

The company collaborates with top-tier consulting firms and accounting firms.

In addition to conducting a preliminary assessment of Youjie Home Services, we can also provide better suggestions on strategic planning and business optimization.

Having decided to invest, Tang Song preferred to treat this as a rare opportunity for experience, just like the roadshow he attended at the Negotiation Conference last time.

"Buzz buzz buzz," the Mobile Phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

It is lawyer Zhao Xingzhi.

Tang Song answered the phone, "Hello, Lawyer Zhao."

"Mr. Tang, the police station has summoned the two individuals who damaged the vehicle. My company's representative and I are at the police station handling the matter. Liu and Zhou did intentionally damage public and private property, but the circumstances of their crime are minor. They have pleaded guilty, are first-time offenders, and show remorse. The police station has proposed a settlement, and Liu and Zhou want to apologize to you in person, compensate for the losses, and seek your understanding."

Tang Song checked the time, stood up, and said, "Okay, I understand. I'll be right there."

Inside the police station.

Zhou Dongbing's face showed panic and fear.

He secretly glanced at the people opposite him.

I was filled with extreme regret.

I never imagined that just casually brushing against someone would cause such a big problem.

Liu Wenning sat stiffly on the stool, his face pale, his fists clenched, staring at the ground in silence.

I didn't see Tang Song this time.

Instead, several lawyers and agents came.

They were immediately bombarded with a barrage of attacks, which completely terrified them.

That Mercedes-Benz S-Class belongs to Yancheng Golden Shield Security Company, and the car cover is a custom-made V-KOOL model, with a market price starting at 80,000 yuan.

According to the damage assessment report provided by the window tinting shop, the cost of just the custom-made car wrap and installation alone was as high as 11,000 yuan.

Of course, this amount of money is acceptable to Liu Wenning, and he can afford it.

The key point is that the amount exceeded 5,000 yuan, and the surveillance footage shows that they did indeed turn back and kick it after passing by.

Liu Wenning looked up at the two lawyers in suits opposite him, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

He had no doubt that if they refused to plead guilty and apologize, they would definitely file a lawsuit.

According to the police, he could face up to three years in prison or detention.

The thought of apologizing to Tang Song in person made him blush and his heart ache.

However, at times like this, saving face is completely unimportant.

He's just an ordinary young man; he simply can't afford such terrible consequences.

"So, have you two made up your minds?"

Zhou Dongbing glanced at Liu Wenning and said weakly, "I've thought it over. I admit my mistake and accept the punishment. I will deeply reflect on my error."

Liu Wenning's hands clenched so tightly they cracked, and he said with difficulty, "I'm also willing to admit my mistake and apologize in person."

"That's good." Zhao Xingzhi was not surprised at all. He nodded calmly, got up and dialed Tang Song's number.

"Qiu Qiu! Over here!" Moli waved vigorously.

Soon, the hum of a locomotive grew louder as it approached.

A white Suzuki GSX250 slowly drove up and pulled over to the side of the road.

Cheng Qiuqiu, wearing gray leggings and a white T-shirt, casually took off her helmet.

He frowned and asked, "Moli, what exactly happened?"

Moli grinned and said helplessly, "It's still about kicking the car last night. The car owner originally said that he would accept an apology in person and 500 yuan in compensation, but you know Zhou Dongbing and Liu Wenning's personalities, they definitely won't compromise."

Originally, the owner thought they could just pay more compensation, but it turned out the car owner had used some connections to get the damage assessed at over 10,000 yuan, which constituted a crime, so they were summoned by the police.

"A car cover was damaged, and the damage assessment is over 10,000?" Cheng Qiuqiu's mouth widened slightly, somewhat unable to comprehend it.

"I just spoke to Wen Ning on the phone. He was a bit unclear about what he was saying, but he said there were quite a few people on the other side, including a lawyer. Let's go in and take a look."

As she spoke, Moli pulled Qiu Qiu toward the gate of the police station.

After asking the staff, I was able to get to the summons room without any problems.

Cheng Qiuqiu looked inside, a look of surprise on her face.

The office didn't have the tense atmosphere she had imagined.

Liu Wenning and Zhou Dongbing sat there quietly, their necks hunched.

Opposite them stood a group of four, men and women, all dressed in standard formal attire, with calm expressions, composed and confident demeanor, exuding an elite aura.

She has met some such people, such as the company's High-ranking official, important clients, and school professors.

Compared to them, Liu Wenning and Zhou Dongbing seemed like children who had made a mistake, their heads bowed and unable to lift.

Cheng Qiuqiu's heart skipped a beat; she knew she had offended a truly powerful figure.

"Wen Ning, Winter Soldier, are you alright?" Moli quickly walked over to them. "What's the situation now?"

Liu Wenning looked up at her, then at Cheng Qiuqiu was right behind her.

He gritted his teeth and said, "We'll wait for the car owner to come, and then we'll offer compensation and an apology."

He now truly regrets it. He shouldn't have kicked Tang Song those times while drunk. It felt good at the time, but afterwards he had to apologize to Tang Song in such a humiliating way.

"Alright, you two should be more careful in the future and not be so impulsive." Moli sighed and patted him and Zhou Dongbing on the shoulder reassuringly.

"I was mainly drunk and couldn't control myself at the time. It wasn't intentional," Zhou Dongbing explained, his neck stiff, before turning his gaze back to the person opposite him.

Cheng Qiuqiu stood behind her, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.

She and Liu Wenning hadn't known each other for very long, only a little over a month.

It started because he often came to borrow books from the Senior Schoolmate, and he played the guitar well, so we chatted about music and reading experiences.

They got to know each other better over time, and I later discovered that he was also a motorcycle enthusiast.

He also pulled me into several cycling groups, and we went out for rides two or three times.

That's how they gradually became friends.

She genuinely admired Liu Wenning's musical talent and artistic flair, but as a college student with sound values, she knew right from wrong.

It was indeed wrong of them to run over and kick the other person's car.

Even if the other party drives improperly or parks haphazardly, damaging someone else's car is illegal.

Since you've done it, you have to bear the consequences.

"Buzzing—" A vibration sound rang out.

Zhao Xingzhi picked up his Mobile Phone, glanced at it, and whispered to the three people beside him, "Mr. Tang arrived!"

Immediately afterwards, the four of them stood up.

Liu Wenning subconsciously sat up straight and looked towards the door, his eyes slightly red.

"What happened?" Moli asked in surprise.

Zhou Dongbing explained with a grimacing expression, "This car is registered under the company's name. The people who came to talk to us were the owner's agents and lawyers. We've been waiting for the owner to come and apologize in person."

Cheng Qiuqiu was stunned for a moment, then looked towards the door as well.

"Tap tap tap—" The sound of leather shoes tapping on the floor tiles rang out.

Then, the office door was gently pushed open.

A young and handsome figure walked in.

He has handsome features, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and a great figure.

He was wearing a high-end casual suit, with the collar slightly open, revealing his muscular physique.

He exuded an air of nonchalance, his bright and piercing eyes sweeping across the entire office.

"Mr. Tang!" "Mr. Tang!"

"Hello, Mr. Tang! I'm Cheng Mingbo from Golden Shield Security."

"Mr. Tang, I am Li Yanqiu from Golden Shield Security."

Moli blinked and quickly recognized Tang Song as he walked in.

So he was the owner of the car!

The handsome guy I met at the restaurant last night was really eye-catching; his physique, looks, and demeanor were all impeccable. If Zhou Dongbing and the others hadn't been there, I definitely would have gone up and struck up a conversation with him.

Cheng Qiuqiu's eyes trembled as she stared blankly at Tang Song who had walked in.