Speaking of which, she pointed to the person next to her, Qiu Sirou, "This is a good colleague of mine from P&G, Qiu Sirou, now the channel manager of P&G in Shanghai."
"Sirou, this is the friend I was telling you about, Tang Song."
Tang Song politely nodded, "Hello, Sirou, nice to et you."
"Hello!" Qiu Sirou pressed her lips together, looking slightly shy.
She’s quite experienced, after all, working in Procter & Gamble’s marketing departnt, she’s t plenty of celebrities.
But the first impression was indeed stunning, especially Tang Song’s cool deanor, it was hard to look away, even more commanding than her company’s leaders.
Seeing the expression on Qiu Sirou’s face, Shen Yuyan’s lips curled into a aningful smile.
Barrage: [Ha, stunned right? I knew no one could resist his charm.]
The three chatted in the lobby for a while.
Shen Yuyan checked the ti, then casually asked, "Sirou, where’s your boyfriend? Isn’t he here yet?"
Qiu Sirou hesitated, only then rembering, "He should be here, let call and check what’s going on."
As she spoke, she casually dialed.
"Hi, darling, didn’t you say you’d be here in a minute? I’ve been waiting for ages!"
"Oh, alright, stop taking pictures and just get in here!"
She hung up.
Soon, hurried footsteps were heard approaching.
A young man in casual wear quickly walked in from the entrance, "Sirou, I’m here!"
Around twenty-seven or eight years old, he appeared clean and neat, his excitent barely concealed, with slightly reddened eyes.
"Let introduce, this is my boyfriend, Wang Shuo."
Qiu Sirou held onto her boyfriend’s arm and made a simple introduction.
After exchanging greetings and a few pleasantries, they got acquainted.
Wang Shuo still had an excited smile on his face, murmuring to Qiu Sirou, "The car I saw at the entrance is the sa one you saw at the Bund a few days ago; it’s not a modified car! It’s a pureblood SVJ63, only 63 in the world! Lamborghini’s pinnacle masterpiece! Finally saw the real car in person!"
"Holy cow! It’s really stunning! Make sure you take a picture of later!"
Qiu Sirou awkwardly explained to the two, "Sorry, he’s a car enthusiast, kind of obsessed, this ti he’s caught in the dream car’s spell."
Tang Song’s expression was slightly unusual.
Shen Yuyan just chuckled gently, speaking softly and composedly, "It’s about ti, shall we go?"
Qiu Sirou nodded, led away by her boyfriend.
As they stepped out of the hotel’s main entrance, in the nearby parking area, a matte grey Lamborghini lay dormant like a beast.
The lines of the car’s body were sharp yet elegant, and the prominent "63" badge shone brilliantly in the sunlight.
Around the car, many were taking pictures and discussing.
"It really is the one we saw at the Bund!" Qiu Sirou laughed to Shen Yuyan, "Shanghai really doesn’t lack rich big shots."
Wang Shuo stood beside the back of the car, excitedly calling out to Qiu Sirou, "This angle, take a photo of quickly, dear."
"Stay a bit farther from the car, don’t accidentally bump into it!" Qiu Sirou reluctantly rolled her eyes, pulled out her phone, adjusted the angle, and snapped a photo.
"Tang Song." Shen Yuyan gently tugged on Tang Song’s hand, looking expectantly, "Shall we go?"
Tang Song nodded, stepped toward the Lamborghini’s front passenger side, grabbed the hidden door handle, and gently tapped the touch area.
With a "click," the car door rose like a wing, instantly attracting everyone’s attention around.
The previously noisy environnt suddenly quieted down, with fervent gazes fixed on his upright figure.
Qiu Sirou and Wang Shun stood aside, their expressions very animated.
Tang Song turned back, gesturing to Shen Yuyan, "Yuyan, get in the car."
Shen Yuyan’s chest gently heaved, she bit the inside of her cheek to calm herself.
With elegant strides, she walked beside Tang Song, the angle of the butterfly door seed tailor-made for her, accentuating her long legs and tall figure.
"Let’s go, Sirou." Shen Yuyan waved goodbye to her friend, fingers gently brushing the hem of her skirt, gracefully sitting inside.
Barrage: [Sirou, don’t bla , after all, I’m the main character!]
The seat had a strong sense of enclosure, as if wrapping her whole body.
A billionaire personally held the door open for her, beneath her was a globally limited top-tier supercar, surrounded by astonished and envious gazes.
Shen Yuyan appeared calm, a slight smile playing at her lips.
Above, strings of subtitle-style comnts floated by:
[♪──Ｏ（≧∇≦）Ｏ──♪]
[♬The awkward silence~ la la la~~]
"Bang!" The butterfly door was gently closed.
The deep and rich sound of the exhaust cut through the air, the entire parking lot seemingly holding its breath.
The tires slowly turned, and the Lamborghini accelerated away like a waking beast.
In the rearview mirror, the crowd gradually faded from view.
[All rise! Welco to watch "President Shen Going Crazy Again Today!"]
[A sycophant? No, I’m just taming a dragon...]
Tang Song couldn’t hold back, bursting out with a laugh.
"What’s wrong?" Shen Yuyan’s expression froze, instinctively touching her face, thinking her makeup might have smudged.
"Nothing, just rembered a joke."
"What joke?"
Tang Song shook his head, "It won’t be funny if I tell it."
...
The car drove along Haining Road for a while, before Tang Song suddenly turned, parking along a quiet street corner.
Shen Yuyan asked in surprise, "Why did you stop all of a sudden?"
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