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6 p. m.

The rain outside the window was still drizzling.

The rain, which lasted all day, made the whole city damp and slow.

Just as Tang Song was about to close his laptop and leave work, a notification suddenly popped up in his corporate email.

OA notification: "Your leave application dated April 24, 2023 was not approved. Please revise and resubmit for review."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows; this was truly the first time he had ever seen this.

Open the OA website, go to the vacation section, and check the approval information.

Reviewer: Chen Yunteng; Review Result: Rejected; Review Comments: The reason for the leave was not clearly described.

Tang Song's reason for taking leave is a common template for companies asking for leave, "Something came up at home, so I'm taking one day of annual leave."

Brocade Business has a very lenient policy on leave and rarely holds employees back for this reason.

This Director Chen is clearly targeting him.

As for the reason, it is naturally inseparable from Du Shaokai's matter.

Tang Song was too lazy to talk to Chen Yunteng privately anymore, since he wouldn't be staying for more than a few days anyway.

Submit again, then clock out.

The Wuling Hongguang slowly drove out of the underground parking garage and merged into the slow-moving traffic of the city.

Tang Song parked the car in the parking lot of Cloud Prosperity Plaza and got out of the car, holding an umbrella.

There were few pedestrians on the road, and occasional thunder rumbled in the sky. Rain pattered against the umbrellas, making a "whoosh" sound.

I walked quickly to that familiar Handmade Fried Skewers shop.

Tang Song picked up the glass basin and tongs and began to select items.

"Five skewers of Bursting Juice Sweet Potato Noodles, four skewers of King of Kings ham, Starch Sausage sausage, I don't know what brand it is and I'm hesitant to buy it. Three skewers of vegetarian beef steak, quail eggs, lamb, pork belly... and Pinduoduo vegetables as possible..."

When it was time to pay, the bald shop owner smiled broadly and proactively rounded down the amount to 180 yuan.

The owner of Tang Song thanked him, picked up the insulated bag and went out, then bought two cups of hot bubble Milk Tea from next door.

Shortly after turning the corner, the sign for Yi Zi Beauty and Hair Salon came into view.

As soon as I entered the store, I saw Zhao Yachian, wearing a suit and standing at the cashier.

"Song... Brother Song, you're here! Welcome!" Zhao Yachian hurriedly walked out, looking at him with surprise and delight.

Tang Song put the umbrella aside and asked, "I haven't done my facial this week yet. You should have time tonight, right?"

"Yes, it's true. With such heavy rain today, the store... um..." Zhao Yachian lowered her voice and said, "There are almost no customers. Cashier Sister Zhen didn't even come to work. The boss is already raging in the WeChat group."

"That's perfect." Tang Song held up two insulated bags. "I bought your favorite Handmade Fried Skewers. Let's eat them first, then we'll get the treatment done."

Upon hearing the words "Handmade Fried Skewers," Zhao Yachian's eyes lit up instantly, and she nodded repeatedly, saying, "I was just wondering what to eat! Thank you, Brother Song!"

Entering the staff break room in the beauty area, Zhao Yachian unfolded a folding table and brought over two small stools.

After sitting down, she couldn't wait to unpack the package, leaned forward, and put her whole face close to it.

The secret sauce, chili, cumin, and the natural aroma of the ingredients blended together, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly.

"This... isn't this portion way too much? There are five servings of sweet potato noodles and so many meat skewers! My goodness!"

The skewers that she usually couldn't bear to order were suddenly appearing in front of her in large quantities, and Zhao Yachian was dazzled by this sudden happiness.

Tang Song inserted a straw into the Milk Tea and handed it to her, smiling, "I'm still on a diet, but you're the main supporter, so eat more."

"Then I won't be polite!" Zhao Yachian licked her lips, grabbed a skewer of sweet potato noodles, took a bite, and her eyes instantly narrowed into two crescent moons. "It's so delicious!"

In the quiet rest room, the two ate their meal and chatted, just like when they were traveling.

Besides skincare, we also occasionally talk about our friends.

Tang Song also learned that the beautician's roommate was her distant cousin, who was said to be related to her mother.

My cousin went to college in Yancheng. After graduation, she worked in operations at a small company. The salary was low, but the workload was heavy, and she had to work overtime on weekends. She is currently considering changing jobs and wants to find an easier one.

Zhao Yachian actually envied her cousin quite a bit, because many white-collar jobs in office buildings require a college diploma.

She only graduated from high school, so there were very few job options available to her.

In the enclosed space, I was up close to my beautician friend's beautiful face, her moist, full lips, and her sexy waistline.

Tang Song couldn't take their eyes off him, and their hearts never slowed down.

"I'm so full! I can't eat anymore!" Zhao Yachian stood up, rubbed her round belly, and said with a satisfied look, "Brother Song, I'm going to brush my teeth first, and then we can start the treatment, okay? My breath smells a bit strong, and I'm afraid it will bother you."

Tang Song clenched his fist, pretended to be nonchalant as he moved closer to her, took a deep breath, and smiled, "It smells quite nice, I don't mind."

Zhao Yachian paused, her face flushed slightly, and she looked away as she said, "Um, it all smells like fried skewers. I'll go and deal with it. Wait two minutes."

After saying that, he turned and left quickly.

Deep cleansing, exfoliation, serum treatment, moisturizing...

This facial was even more meticulous than before, with each step taking a long time.

While he was applying a moisturizing face mask, Zhao Yachian even gave him a ten-minute head and neck massage.

The technique is gentle and skillful, and the touch is delicate and warm.

The Tang Song were so comfortable that they were drowsy.

By the time the nursing care ended, it was already 8:30 p. m., and the rain was still falling outside the window.

Tang Song looked at Zhao Yachian, who was cleaning, and smiled, "Are you about to get off work? Perfect timing, I'll drive you home."

Zhao Yachian paused, then said softly, "No need. I live far away; it takes almost half an hour to go back and forth. That would take up too much of your time."

"I just picked up the car and I'm really itching to go out for a spin. Please grant my wish."

Looking into Tang Song's sincere eyes, Zhao Yachian bit her lower lip hard and nodded gently, saying, "Thank you, Brother Song. I'll get ready right away."

She finally realized that Tang Song bought fried skewers and Milk Tea and came to her for skincare because he was worried that she would have trouble getting home on a rainy day.

Just like how I used Rainbow umbrella as an excuse to send her a red envelope in the morning.

The Wuling Hongguang sputtered over the damp road, splashing up a fine mist of water, and headed towards Vast Sky Garden.

Zhao Yachian was somewhat silent in the car, seemingly deep in thought.

Tang Song didn't disturb her. While waiting for the traffic light, he turned on his music player.

A bright guitar intro begins.

Background music: There are many things in the world

You can't take anything with you when you die.

All you can take with you is yourself and your temper.

You once had the most beautiful love...

Looking through the front window, the headlights of cars twinkled in the rain, adding a hazy beauty to the city.

The two listened to the music quietly as they drove through the rain-soaked streets of Yancheng at night.

"We've arrived." Tang Song parked the car outside Unit 2 of Building 6.

Zhao Yachian opened her half-closed eyes and whispered, "Brother Song, thank you so much for today. You sent me a red envelope this morning, bought me so much delicious food tonight, and even drove me all the way home. I actually feel quite... guilty."

"It's okay, we're good friends after all, and Qianqian, you've helped me a lot."

Zhao Yachian looked up into Tang Song's eyes and asked, "Brother Song, we'll always be good friends, right?"

Tang Song paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Of course."

Zhao Yachian clenched her hands, lowered her head and whispered, "Then I'll go upstairs first. You should go home early too, it's not safe to be out too late."

She got out of the car carrying her bag and umbrella, and after walking a few steps, she jogged over to the driver's side window.

Tang Song rolled down the car window, and Zhao Yachian said earnestly, "When I get my salary, I'll fill up your car with 95 octane gas first! Then I'll treat you to a steak buffet at Wanda Plaza. I also saw a really nice watch the other day; I'll give it to you then."

After she finished speaking, she slipped into the building entrance in her flat leather shoes.

Amidst the familiar shouts, lights illuminated each floor of the stairwell.