Stay Strong, My Beautician Friend!

As Tang Song watched the Wuling Hongguang disappear from sight, he was still replaying the hug in his mind, feeling a little regretful.

I acted a bit awkwardly just now; I should have taken the opportunity to offer her a hug.

It must be said that Gao Mengting has a really great personality; she's generous, natural, and a very easy friend to get along with.

Then, Tang Song thought of his beautician friend, Zhao Yachian.

Open the System Interface and view the item Betting Agreement.

Time remaining: 9 days

On April 8th, I obtained this prop, which gave me the courage to befriend Zhao Yachian, a beautician.

In the blink of an eye, 21 days have passed.

They went from strangers to friends, chatting, taking care of their skin, eating together, and traveling.

Zhao Yachian has a straightforward and somewhat naive personality. She never plays tricks and treats him very well.

Even if it wasn't lusting after her body, Tang Song liked this friend very much.

Unfortunately, the other person never developed any romantic feelings for him.

Tang Song couldn't help but recall what Zhao Yachian had said last time, "We'll always be good friends, right?"

He wasn't stupid; he naturally understood the subtext of those words.

Taking a deep breath, Tang Song got into his BMW 330 and headed to Cloud Prosperity Plaza.

I'm going there this time for a facial treatment and to have a chat with the beautician.

If she truly has no such intentions, then simply terminate the Betting Agreement and withdraw the betting funds.

With the title of "Popular Me," the 300,000 yuan in the Betting Agreement lost its previous allure.

Moreover, without the constraint of this prop, the relationship between the two can be simpler.

After parking his car outside Cloud Prosperity Plaza, Tang Song followed the bustling crowd to the familiar "Handmade Fried Skewers shop".

I bought some of Zhao Yachian's favorite skewers and two cups of fruit tea.

I walked along the familiar Pedestrian Street for a while.

Tang Song raised his head, looked at the dark storefront and the signboard, and frowned.

Yi Zi Beauty and Hair Salon usually closes after 9 pm, and even when it is closed, its signboard will remain lit.

It's only 8 p. m. now.

Tang Song's heart skipped a beat. Holy crap! Could it be that it's gone bankrupt?

He picked up his Mobile Phone and sent Zhao Yachian a voice call invitation.

"Ta-da-ta-da—Ta-da-ta-da—"

After waiting for a while, the call was finally connected.

"Hey, Brother Song, I'm here." Although she was trying her best to hide it, her voice was still a little muffled, probably because she had just been crying.

Just as I expected.

Tang Song pursed her lips and asked softly, "Qianqian, are you alright?"

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by Zhao Yachian's sobbing, "Brother Song... Yizi Beauty... went bankrupt, and your membership card... can't be refunded, I'm so sorry."

Tang Song quickly comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's not a big deal. You can just find another beauty salon to work at. My membership card doesn't matter, as long as you continue to guide me."

The sound of someone blowing their nose came through the receiver, and Zhao Yachian choked up for a long time.

He began by saying, "Before closing down, the boss only paid me one month's salary, and still owes me two months' salary."

"It happened this afternoon. All the equipment in the store was taken away. I only took a box of skincare products and a few small devices."

"Brother Song, I'll send you some face masks and serums later. I'm really sorry."

Tang Song said softly, "You don't need to apologize. It's not your fault. Blame your bastard boss."

"Yes! It's all that Old Wang's fault! He's infuriating!" Zhao Yachian said angrily. "A few colleagues and I were planning to apply for Labor Arbitration, but it might be difficult to get the money back. He's drowning in debt now, a total deadbeat. When he first joined the company..."

When it comes to the heartless boss who owed her wages, Zhao Yachian's complaints just can't stop.

Forget about crying, she started complaining to Tang Song about the unfair treatment she had received in the past six months of work and cursing her boss.

Tang Song stood outside the Yi Zi Beauty and Hair Salon, watching the people coming and going, occasionally chiming in with a few words to comfort her.

More than ten minutes later.

Zhao Yachian let out a long breath, seemingly finally recovering.

"Brother Song, I'm fine now! Thank you for your understanding, and thank you for listening to me vent for so long. My cousin was working overtime today, and she was feeling really down all by herself. After talking to you, she feels much better."

"You can call me if anything happens in the future." Tang Song turned around and walked towards the exit with the fried skewers in his hand, a cool evening breeze blowing in his face.

"I... I was just afraid of disturbing your work. After all, you're usually quite busy, and it wouldn't be good for me to bring up negative energy with you."

"It's okay."

Zhao Yachian said in a low voice, "I don't know what to do next. Tomorrow is the May Day holiday. I'll prepare myself these next few days and try to find a job at a big beauty salon with five insurances."

Tang Song took a deep breath and encouraged him, "Life is a long journey without its lows. Keep going, my beautician friend. If you really can't find a job, you can come to me, I'll support you."

"Pfft—" Zhao Yachian burst out laughing and said, "I'm not easy to feed. Skincare products, cosmetics, rent, clothes—it costs several thousand yuan every month!"

"Only a few thousand yuan? That's too little."

"Brother Song, you've gotten too big for your britches! To quote my cousin, supporting me is harder than paying off a mortgage."

As they chatted, Tang Song gradually walked to the center of Cloud Prosperity Plaza.

People were coming and going around, many of them were live-streaming on their Mobile Phone, and many couples were hugging, kissing, and holding hands.

Tang Song stopped where he was and said in a light tone, "Zhao Yachian, do you have Good impression for me? I mean, in a boyfriend-girlfriend way."

"Ah!" came a gasp from the receiver, followed by a long silence and chaotic breathing.

Clearly, she was startled by the sudden, direct attack.

Tang Song looked up at the sky, which resembled a giant blue ribbon, and smiled at the bright moon.

Since the arrival of the game system, his life has been completely overturned, and he has experienced many things.

Appearance makeover, Restraint and Persistence, Smiling Holdings, Cognitive Awakening, car and property purchase, unlocking the first stage reward, leaving the job, starting a business...

Growth is never a grand spectacle, but rather a process of reflection and self-discovery after experiencing things.

The difference between him now and the man he was a month ago is indeed significant.

At least at this moment, he can confidently and openly say what he wants to say.

The only sound on the phone was breathing.

Tang Song asked, "Are you still there?"

"I'm here." The voice was soft and hoarse, accompanied by the sound of a tongue licking its lips and teeth. "Brother Song... you..."

After waiting for a while, she still couldn't give a clear answer.

"That's a difficult question. Well, I think I know the answer."

"I..."

Tang Song smiled and continued walking forward. "I just wanted to confirm something with you. You must be quite tired today, get some sleep, bye."

"Bye-Bye..."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Song looked at the fried skewers and Milk Tea in his hand.

I took a photo and shared it with Zhao Yachian.

Open the door and get in the car.

Tang Song pulled out a skewer of Bursting Juice Sweet Potato Noodles and ate it. It was a little cold, but still very fragrant.

After leaning back in his seat and eating a few skewers, Tang Song took out a wet wipe and cleaned his hands.

As I started the car and was about to set off, a crisp System Prompt Sound sounded in my ear.

"Ding! Condition 3 of the Betting Agreement has been met! The current betting amount has been increased to 300,000 yuan."

Tang Song blinked, somewhat confused.

What's going on?

The requirement to "gain Zhao Yachian's Good impression" is very strict; it must be the kind of Good impression between lovers, which cannot be faked.

Then why was she silent just now?

After struggling with the decision for a while, Tang Song finally gave up on his wild thoughts.

This is a good thing, at least it proves that their relationship has started to deteriorate.

Thinking of Zhao Yachian's wine glass-like legs, Tang Song happily opened the music player.

Listening to pleasant music, click to withdraw your winnings.

"Ding—" A text message notification sounded.

The betting amount of 300,000 has been successfully credited to your account.