At this mont, carrying a pretty girl gives quite a feeling of "Spring breeze gallops swiftly, seeing all the flowers in Chang’an in one day."
Actually, he originally suggested that Qiuqiu drive her Suzuki GSX250 to pick up the car with him.
However, this aloof girl refused without hesitation.
He’s used to such things.
He had known Cheng Qiuyu since she was 13 years old.
He knew she was different from ordinary girls, extrely averse to contact with males.
So after quietly pursuing her for a while, he gave up.
Later, when he went to college, he beca a prominent figure and heartthrob at school, surrounded by outstanding girls.
Rich second generations, top students, successful older sisters...
He gradually let go of his obsession.
After all, his ideal partner was soone like Qin Hua or Tian Jing, beautiful and rich girls with strong family backgrounds and high EQ, who could pave the way and add points in upper social circles.
By comparison, although Cheng Qiuyu looked stunning, she ca from an ordinary background and had a cold personality.
From a rural background, her father died early, and her mother runs a small shop.
If they were really together, it would inevitably hold him back.
However, he admitted that her face and body were really damn alluring.
Cheng Qiuyu’s aura is like a piece of uncarved icy jade, the colder she is, the more he wants to conquer her.
Especially today, with her attire, lines, aura, bone structure, every part is flawless and impeccable.
His gaze lingered involuntarily between her profile and the curve of her legs.
Not talking about the future, remaining in a state of "ambiguity that is neither too distant nor too close" is just the right enjoynt.
Thinking of this, Gao Junfeng subconsciously licked his lips, his Adam’s apple slightly moving.
"Beep beep beep——" The sharp sound of the horn blared.
Cheng Qiuyu frowned slightly, calmly reminded him, "Brother Junfeng, it’s green light."
"Oh, oh." Gao Junfeng quickly ca back to his senses, released the brakes, stepped on the gas, and drove away from the intersection.
Over ten minutes later.
The Audi A6L slowly drove into Hengda Car Sales.
After parking the car, the two walked into the dealership’s main entrance together.
What greeted them was an expansive, bright space, luxuriously decorated, with tal and glass interwoven, inside parked row upon row of brand new motorcycles.
Light shining on the car bodies, they glead with the unique coldness of machinery.
Since it’s the weekend, the showroom was busy and lively.
Accompanied by the "da-da-da" sound of footsteps, a female salesperson walked up quickly with a professional, fitting smile on her face.
"Hello, you two, is there anything you need?"
Gao Junfeng took out his ID card and handed it over, "I’m here to pick up a car, I’ve pre-ordered before, here’s my ID."
"Alright, please wait a mont."
The female salesperson took the ID, leading them to the counter.
She quickly operated on the computer and then looked up with a smile, "Mr. Gao, you’ve reserved the 2023 Honda CM500, correct?"
"Yes, that’s right."
Cheng Qiuyu paused, whispered in surprise, "Isn’t it the CM300?"
Gao Junfeng’s lips curved slightly, chuckled lightly, "Forgot to tell you, originally I wanted the CM300 you recomnded, but later thought about it, decided just to go all out."
Cheng Qiuyu said with so concern, "With the CM500, the displacent is larger, being a novice, you might feel pressured in handling."
"Haha." Gao Junfeng shook his head indifferently, "No worries, just need to get familiar with it."
Cheng Qiuyu’s lips moved, wanting to say sothing but stopped.
A few minutes later, the order was printed.
The female salesperson smiled, "You’ve enjoyed a discount of 3,000 yuan here, the balance of 58,800 yuan is settled, you just need to pay another 7,400 yuan, covering purchase tax, insurance, and registration fees. Please have a look, if there’s no issue, I’ll proceed with the process."
Gao Junfeng skimd the preorder, "No issue."
"Beep——"
A successful paynt notification sounded.
The female salesperson bead, "Mr. Gao, you can wait in the lounge area for a while, we’ll process the car delivery for you shortly. But due to a high number of clients today, it might take a little while."
Upon hearing this.
Gao Junfeng’s eyebrows raised slightly, chuckled lightly, "By the way, is Manager Zhang around? I’m Gao Junfeng from Zhongcheng Group, and he helped with the car booking, I’d like to thank him personally."
The female salesperson’s expression instantly beca much more animated, "Oh, you’re friends with Manager Zhang! Please wait a mont, I’ll go check."
"Mm." Gao Junfeng nodded faintly, sitting on the sofa.
A few minutes later, the female salesperson returned smiling, warmly saying, "Mr. Gao, Manager Zhang is in a eting but specifically instructed to prioritize your car delivery, the procedures are already being handled more quickly."
"Thank you."
"You’re too kind." The female salesperson looked at both, "May I offer you sothing to drink? We have coffee, tea, juice here."
"Coffee." Gao Junfeng looked at Qiuyu, "What about you, Qiuyu?"
"I’ll just have hot water."
Soon, two drinks were brought over.
The female salesperson politely excused herself, leaving the two quietly sitting in the lounge area.
Gao Junfeng leisurely sipped his coffee, deliberately turned his head towards Qiuyu, speaking in a relaxed tone, "Doing things outside is like this, having connections helps push things forward. Hengda Car Sales is the largest motorcycle dealer in Yan Province, I have good relations with their sales manager Zhang Wen’an. If you want to change cars in the future, you can directly ask to arrange it, guaranteed good price and attentive service."
While speaking, his eyes had a distinct look of self-satisfaction.
Two days ago, he received a call from Manager Zhang, informing that the car was fully paid for and arranged by President Wang personally.
He didn’t even say much, still easily got a nearly 60,000 yuan motorcycle.
This is the benefit of privilege, effortlessly gaining access to resources.
"Okay, thank you, Brother Junfeng."
Yet, disappointingly, Cheng Qiuyu didn’t show any admiration or astonishnt.
She remained as indifferent as snow.
Gao Junfeng’s mind paused, as if the ticulously arranged stage suddenly lost its audience.
Damn it!
He frowned slightly, put down the coffee cup, changed to a more "intimate" tone, "No need to be polite with , we’ve known each other for so many years, I’m definitely your closest friend. Consider you as my sister, in the future, any life or work matters, feel free to co to anyti."
While speaking, he intentionally sidled closer, seemingly trying to pull out so "ambiguous tension" through proximity.
Unfortunately, it still had little effect.
Gao Junfeng exhaled, stood up and said, "There’s the CM500 in the showroom, why don’t we go have a look at the car first? You can teach , familiarize with the operation."
"Mm, okay."
Cheng Qiuyu nodded and followed him towards the deep part of the showroom.
The combination of a handso man and a beautiful woman was inherently an eye-catching setup.
The two walked side by side through the display aisle, quite a few eyes quietly focused on them.
Gao Junfeng stood beside Qiuyu, one hand in his pocket, striding confidently and dashingly.
Knowing no rivals.
He slightly turned and looked at Qiuyu’s coldly beautiful profile, just about to say sothing.
Suddenly, there was a faint commotion at the entrance of the showroom.
People’s eyes seed to be magnetically attracted, they all turned their heads.
Gao Junfeng sensed sothing unusual, his eyebrows slightly raised, then paused his steps.
Cheng Qiuyu followed suit, looking over, and then she seed frozen, staring blankly in that direction.
Brown leather shoes tapped against the marble floor, the barely visible Adam’s apple beneath the caral high-neck sweater.
His steps relaxed, expression calm, he walked slowly from the showroom entrance.
Sunlight poured from the side glass wall, just right to outline his tall figure and clean contours.
Like a scene from an art film, at the quietest rhythm, pulling focus with the cleanest shots.
Qiuyu’s heart was suddenly tightened, her breath missed half a beat.
Unlike his usual image in suits, elite style, today Tang Song appeared gentle and reserved, exuding a literary charm amidst laziness.
Tender like that beam of light at the window of a corner café under autumn sunshine.
In school, he would certainly be that boy quietly reading in the library corner;
In a relationship, he would definitely be that ticulous, serious, and patient boyfriend;
If married, he would surely be that steady, family-oriented, gently determined husband, willing to shelter you from hardships.
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