April Drizzle, My First Car

"Oh?" Tang Song took out his mobile phone and waved it at him. "Then should I ask Director Chen in the main group right now?"

Hearing that, Du Shaokai's expression completely fell apart.

He was the one responsible for maintenance now. If Tang Song really did that, he'd be stirring up trouble!

In his impression, Tang Song had always been a good-natured, chubby office nice guy.

He lived frugally, spoke gently, and was introverted.

He hadn't expected him to have such a sharp side.

Had losing weight made him stupid?

Du Shaokai gritted his teeth and said in a low voice, "Old Song, we're alumni. We attended plenty of large lectures together in college. I know you're the technical type, someone who actually gets things done.

"Our company is about to secure a huge round of financing, and things will only get better from here. Follow me and work steadily, and in a couple of years, I can help get you into management.

"You may not know this, but Li Zhongguo, the vice president in charge of our company's channel business, is my uncle-in-law."

Hearing that, Tang Song suddenly understood. No wonder Chen Yunteng took such good care of him.

"How is it? I'm doing this for your—" Du Shaokai had only said a couple of words before hurriedly shutting his mouth.

He stared straight ahead.

The gloom on his face instantly gave way to brightness.

Straightening up, he waved and smiled brilliantly. "Xiao Jing, Hui Hui, good afternoon! You two beauties out for a walk too?"

"Good afternoon."

Tang Song turned his head and saw two female coworkers approaching them.

Tian Jing and Liu Huihui from the Human Resources Department.

Tang Song's gaze unconsciously settled on the sweet-looking Tian Jing.

He couldn't help sighing again. Her skin was really fair!

The classic cool-toned pale skin, the kind that looked like it was glowing.

If he had skin that good, he could call himself a handsome bastard too.

Of course, as the company goddess, Tian Jing's figure was also first-rate.

In popular online terms, she had an Innate JK Saint Body.

Her proportions were balanced, her curves beautiful, her waist slender, and her legs long and straight.

That bunch of old perverts at the company discussed her every day, but there really weren't many who dared to pursue her.

After all, she drove an Audi A5.

Du Shaokai could no longer be bothered with Tang Song. He quickly took a few steps forward and stood beside the two women.

Attentively, he said, "Xiao Jing, I wanted to compliment you this morning at the office. Your outfit today is amazing. It suits you perfectly!"

"Thanks for the compliment. Fully deserved." Tian Jing smiled and flashed a V-sign, looking exceptionally sweet and cute.

She had carefully put together today's outfit as well.

A shirt and knitted vest on top, a pleated short skirt below, and a lavender trench coat over it all.

Standing there, she looked exactly like an anime-style pretty girl, drawing plenty of attention.

Liu Huihui pretended to be angry. "That's too much! There are two girls here, but you only compliment one. Are you trying to sow discord between us? Careful, or I'll mess with your attendance records."

"Hui Hui, you're also... well, you're okay."

"I'll get you! Don't run if you've got guts!"

The three of them laughed and joked together for a while. Only when they came to their senses did they realize Tang Song had already walked far away.

Liu Huihui sighed, "Tang Song's pretty impressive. He lost so much weight without making a sound. Just that kind of perseverance is remarkable."

Du Shaokai let out a light laugh. "Maybe some girl rejected his confession, then he drank a little chicken soup for the soul and started smearing manure on walls."

He deliberately stressed the words "smearing manure on walls" and even made a wall-smearing gesture.

It made Liu Huihui and Tian Jing shake with laughter.

Tian Jing blinked and subconsciously looked at Tang Song's retreating back.

She didn't have much of an impression of this somewhat quiet coworker. She only remembered that he used to be a little overweight.

Whenever she handled the Friday Afternoon Tea, she would always see him busily working.

4:20 p.m.

"Ding dong—" The WeChat notification sound rang out.

Zhao Yaqian: "Excuse me, Brother, I just finished up. I'm free tonight. I know an incredibly, incredibly delicious fried skewer place. Let me treat you to a meal, okay? (#Drooling)"

After hesitating for a moment, Tang Song replied, "Okay. I get off work at six tonight."

Zhao Yaqian: "Alright, then I'll wait for you at the shop. See you later."

After exiting the chat, Tang Song rubbed his empty stomach, feeling troubled.

If he went to that fried skewer place, he might really lose control and eat a huge meal. Then his challenge mission would have to be postponed.

After thinking for a while, he simply ran downstairs to the Lawson Convenience Store.

He bought a carton of low-fat milk, a roasted sweet potato, and several skewers of oden.

He needed to fill his stomach first.

At six in the evening, he closed his computer and clocked out on time.

He walked out through the Main Door of the office building.

A slightly chilly wind assaulted his senses, carrying the fragrant dampness of wet soil.

Tang Song looked up. Dark clouds had piled up overhead, their color deepening by the moment.

It seemed to foreshadow an approaching spring rain.

Fortunately, Yunsheng Plaza wasn't far from here. It would take less than ten minutes to get there.

Tang Song bet that he wouldn't be that unlucky.

Pulling his jacket tighter around himself, he jogged along the sidewalk toward Yunsheng Plaza.

The sky gradually darkened, the wind grew fiercer, and pedestrians hurried along the road.

"Plop~" His forehead suddenly turned cold.

Then droplets of rain began falling, becoming denser and denser.

It had started raining.

"Damn it!" Tang Song gradually slowed his pace and couldn't help sighing.

"Beep beep beep—" A car horn sounded beside him.

The window of a white Honda Civic slowly rolled down. Guo Peng leaned over and shouted at him, "Come on, boy! Get in!"

Tang Song let out a light laugh, opened the door, and climbed in. "Thanks for saving me, Brother Peng!"

"No need to be polite. Where are you going? I'll take you."

"The Pedestrian Street by the west entrance of Yunsheng Plaza."

"Alright, let's go!" Guo Peng shouted, releasing the brake as the car slowly pulled away.

Dense raindrops struck the windshield before being swept away by the wipers.

Pleasant music played through the car speakers.

"Gather all the springs into one morning

Turn all the unceasing words into secrets and close the door

These inexplicable feelings—who can take them away..."

"This is one of the benefits of having a car. You've got something to shield you from the wind and rain on the road, and you don't have to worry about not being able to get a ride when you go out to eat with a girl." Guo Peng patted the steering wheel and sighed. "I've already saved enough for a down payment. I'm planning to buy a place next month, secondhand too. It's fine if the neighborhood is older. A two-bedroom will do. Then I'll have both a car and a home, and I'll be able to hold my head higher when I go on blind dates."

"That's great. I wish everything goes smoothly for you, Brother Guo, and that you find a beautiful wife soon."

"Hehe, keep it up, Little Song. You'll have that day too, and it's not far off."

Tang Song looked at the streams of cars outside the window and the hurried passersby, then nodded softly.

Guo Peng was already thirty. He had worked hard and endured immense pressure to buy a home in Yancheng, and now his wish was finally about to come true.

Tang Song had once thought that Brother Guo's present was his own future.

After only chatting for a few minutes, they reached the Pedestrian Street outside Yunsheng Plaza, very close to Yi Zi Beauty and Hair Salon.

Tang Song said goodbye, pushed open the car door, and got out.

Shielding his hair with one hand, he ran forward a few steps and saw the tall figure standing at the entrance.

She seemed to have spotted the somewhat bedraggled Tang Song.

Zhao Yaqian hurriedly opened a beautiful rainbow umbrella and, in flat leather shoes, quickly walked toward him.

In the rain-shrouded dusk, the lights along the Pedestrian Street suddenly came on, while the Evening Breeze swept fine rain through the streets and alleys.

Occasionally, some rain slipped around the edge of the umbrella and pattered against Zhao Yaqian's little suit jacket.

As he watched her gradually approach, a crisp System Prompt Sound rang in Tang Song's ears.

"Ding! You have triggered the branch mission My First Car. Please proceed to the Mission Center to view it."