Charm point maxed out, inheriting game assets-Chapter 666 - 320 Steamed Buns Spicy Strips Tang Song_4

Chapter 666: Chapter 320 Steamed Buns, Spicy Strips, Tang Song_4

Chapter 666 -320 Steamed Buns, Spicy Strips, Tang Song_4

Taking out the cake and fruits from the school bag, Qian Lele hurried to the kitchen.

Two croissants and a bag of cake bases, just enough to divide into two trays, heated briefly in the microwave.

Peeling the apple, removing the bad parts, and cutting it into small chunks.

Also taking out two bananas.

Soon, two dinners and a fruit platter were ready!

After placing the items on the dining table, Qian Lele sat in the chair and waited for a while.

Seeing that Tang Song still hadn’t come out.

She finally worked up the courage to stand at the master bedroom door.

“Knock knock knock—” She lightly knocked, the not completely closed door revealing a gap.

“Brother Song.”

“Here, what’s up, Lele?” Tang Song’s speech was quick, calm, urgent, and assertive.

Qian Lele quickly replied, “Brother Song, I brought some cake bases and croissants from the coffee shop, do you want to eat some?”

“No need, I’m not hungry right now, thanks.”

“Oh, okay okay.” Qian Lele bit her lip, taking a small peek through the gap in the door.

Her mouth slightly opened, her pupils trembling.

Stacks of books and materials were placed on the desk.

In the corner of the desk, there was a half-open plastic bag, half a bun was missing, and the spicy strips were torn open.

Tang Song sat in the chair, his posture upright, reading a book quickly and seriously.

Qian Lele took a deep breath, eyes downcast, feeling profoundly moved in her heart.

Returning to the dining table, she finished her sumptuous dinner.

Qian Lele picked up the plate, came to Tang Song’s door again, and softly said, “Brother Song, may I come in for a moment?”

“Please come in.”

“Creek—” Qian Lele gently pushed open the door with her elbow and lightly placed the plate in the corner of the desk.

“I made this at the coffee shop myself, Brother Song, try it, here’s some fruit, it tastes better together.”

“Thank you, Lele.” Tang Song stopped what he was doing, smiled, and nodded.

“Then I won’t disturb you, I need to go out later, I’ll be back before 10 PM, if you need me, just call.”

“Okay, bye-bye.”

Qian Lele waved and walked out.

Before closing the door, she looked back again.

Tang Song was completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge, reading English books.

His side profile showed concentration and dedication, exuding a shining aura of earnest pursuit for knowledge.

Studying is an endless journey of the soul.

He must be the kind who spends all his spare time studying.

A top student buried in the library at university.

Qian Lele felt both admiration and envy.

She wanted to be like this too, but heavy life pressures forced her to scramble.

Returning to her room, she took out her handbag from under the bed.

Qian Lele quickly packed up her things and headed out to sell hand strings on the pedestrian street outside the school.

The coffee shop was her morning job, and the evening time was perfect for earning some extra money.

If luck was on her side, she could buy herself some pricey clothes for Ding Yao’s birthday party, avoiding looking too dowdy.

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“Cheers!”

“Ding~~”

Cold and slightly bitter beer went down her throat, Zhao Yaqian quickly grabbed a piece of bursting juice starch skin and took a big bite.

Secret sauce, chili, cumin, and the fragrance of the ingredients mixed together.

Zhao Yaqian’s eyes curved in happiness, shaking her leg in delight.

Despite her success now, she still loved this flavor.

Her first date with Tang Song was also at a fried skewer place, all precious happy memories.

He Liting and Lin Muxue also happily started eating.

Today is the weekend, He Liting rarely takes a break from live streaming, and each of the three had good news.

On a whim, they gathered to eat, drink, and chat.

Zhao Yaqian’s investigation into Isa Beauty Industry was complete, and the initial investment intention was confirmed.

He Liting’s social media account “He Yiyi” had cracked the 200,000 follower mark, with live sales rising steadily.

As for Lin Muxue, she was about to receive a new Porsche 911.

Of course, she hadn’t told the other two that the car was a gift from Tang Song.

Such things are better enjoyed secretly.

“Yaqian, Xue!” He Liting put down her beer bottle, smiling, “I plan to stream outdoors for two days next week, doing a fun event, randomly inviting female pedestrians to answer questions; correct answers get the sold clothes and special prizes.

I’ll be collaborating with some big local influencers for promotion.

I’ll post the address in the chat group, if any of your friends want to join, they can come.”

“Wow, impressive, He Yiyi.” Lin Muxue smiled, patting her shoulder, “So grand, definitely building a big IP!”

“Haha, all thanks to President Tang’s kindness.”

The three laughed and joked.

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Continuing to drink, chat, and eat skewers.

The night deepened, and the three girls were slightly tipsy.

Seeing He Liting go to the bathroom.

Lin Muxue lazily reclined on the sofa, asking casually, “Yaqian, did Tang Song say when he’d finished busy work?”

“Brother Song said it’d take about half a month.”

“So long….” The alcohol stripped away much of Lin Muxue’s pretense and artifice.

With Tang Song suddenly needing to close off work for half a month and not meeting, she’d genuinely miss him.

Zhao Yaqian was silent for a moment, then she suddenly hugged her shoulder, seriously saying, “Xue, you can’t bear it, can you?”

Lin Muxue’s expression froze, then she smiled and joked, “Tang Song is also my boss, his absence is a perfect chance for me to slack off, haha.”

She laughed, playfully shoving the beautician’s shoulder.

Zhao Yaqian blinked, sniffed near her ear, smilingly said, “Your perfume and lingering scent body wash is unique, I smelled it on Brother Song that day too.”

“Umm…, maybe it rubbed off by accident.”

“His hand smells like you; my nose is very keen.”

Lin Muxue’s body trembled, her eyes flustered, unsure what to say.

Zhao Yaqian kissed her cheek, naturally said, “Xue, stay over tonight and keep me company.”

“Okay.” Lin Muxue obediently nodded, her face slightly pale, gaining a whole new understanding of her beautician friend.