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Chapter 208 - 208 170 Thin Breathable Easy to Tear
Chapter 208 - 208 170 Thin Breathable Easy to Tear
?Chapter 208: Chapter 170 Thin, Breathable, Easy to Tear Chapter 208: Chapter 170 Thin, Breathable, Easy to Tear “Buzz buzz buzz—” the phone on the table vibrated.
While editing a video, He Liting glanced at her WeChat and a look of surprise crossed her face.
[Qianqian: “Transferred 5200.00 yuan, please accept the payment”]
[Qianqian: “Ting, I just did the math, and I owe you a total of 4500 yuan, the extra is for interest, hehe, love you muah.”]
He Liting raised her eyebrows and replied, “Where did you get so much money? Surely you didn’t ask Tang Song for it, did you?”
Zhao Yaqian had been in Yan City for over eight months now, always spending more than she earned.
Plus, the two were somewhat related and lived together, naturally she had lent her money from time to time.
Added up sporadically, it indeed amounted to over four thousand, but she hadn’t really kept a detailed account.
[Qianqian: “My living expenses just came in, signed the trust agreement this afternoon.”]
Seeing this message, He Liting’s heart started pounding wildly.
Is this a promise being fulfilled?
The action was swift, President Tang really did well!
She quickly typed a reply, “How much money? How long will it last?”
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
[Qianqian: “Account SMS.jpg”]
[Qianqian: “It’s for an indefinite period, even if I’m gone, this trust can be inherited.”]
Upon opening the image to view it, He Liting’s eyes widened and her hand holding the phone trembled slightly.
?(o???o?)
Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!
It’s really a million yuan annual salary! And for a lifetime!
What kind of boyfriend does this? President Tang deserves a temple!
From now on, I’ll be carried aloft by Qianqian, and who knows, maybe soon I’ll be carrying a Carryall too.
Qianqian, I, Ting, will be counting on you from now on!
He Liting picked up a cup and took a big gulp of water, then accepted the transfer of 5200 yuan.
Excitedly, she replied, “A million yuan annual salary! My dear sister, we definitely need to move houses, our current small two-bedroom isn’t fitting for your status anymore! Let’s move to the luxury apartments next to our company, with hotel-style management and all sorts of entertainment facilities.”
While she was lost in fantasies, her phone vibrated again.
[Qianqian: Snickering with hands on hips.gif]
[Qianqian: “Let me tell you secretly, it’s a monthly salary, Brother Song arranged for the profit-sharing to be monthly.”]
(?)??
“Clatter—” He Liting’s phone directly fell onto the table, her whole body trembling.
Ignoring the curious glances of her colleagues, she tensely replied, “You’re not kidding, are you?”
[Qianqian: “I’m not going home tonight, gonna eat bananas in a big flat (#naughty), I’ll show you the detailed trust agreement tomorrow, it will definitely blow your mind.”]
He Liting took a deep breath, knowing her cousin well, this must be absolutely true.
A 14 million yuan annual salary! Even if it’s just for one year, that’s financial freedom!
Her little cousin, known since childhood, always struggling with family debts and working outside after high school, a hardworking beautician.
And just like that, she turned into a millionaire.
In an instant, her mind buzzed, her thoughts scattered, and the world before her blurred.
“Comrades, I’ve got some stuff to take care of today, leaving early, bye.” A familiar voice came.
Tang Song walked over from the direction of the office, stopping in the working area to greet his colleagues.
“Bye President Tang~”
“Bye.”
“Goodbye, President Tang.”
He Liting stiffly raised her head to look at the handsome and imposing President Tang.
He seemed to be enveloped in a golden aura, unabashedly radiating positive energy.
He Liting felt weak in the knees, her waist somewhat bent.
Ting has roamed aimlessly half her life, only regretting not finding a worthy leader. If President Tang would accept, Ting would willingly consider him her benefactor!
“Bye Daddy~”
…
Yan Jinghua Court.
“Xue, you have so many clothes, all so beautiful!”
“So many suits, truly befitting a financial expert! I should buy more clothes like these too, will you help me choose them?”
Zhao Yaqian gazed enviously at the various beautiful clothes in the master bedroom’s large wardrobe.
Most of the clothes in her small wardrobe were still summer outfits from high school, which now felt quite childish.
She only had a couple of dresses that were presentable.
She had never worn such professional attire before.
Lin Muxue’s lips were tightly pressed, a tinge of sadness in her eyes.
She had scrimped and saved for these clothes, most of which were from mid-tier brands.
Real luxury items were few, some accessories and bags were even second-hand.
That’s why she never invited colleagues over or deliberately kept her distance from them.
Looking at her beautician friend’s eager face, she hesitantly smiled, “Qianqian, how about I pick an outfit for you to try?”
Zhao Yaqian’s eyes immediately lit up, “Can you?”
“Certainly, no problem. Although you’re a bit taller than me, I happen to have a few larger size clothes that should fit you.” Lin Muxue nodded.
Having already decided to befriend Zhao Yaqian, she chose to be generous, even if it meant sacrificing her treasured clothes.
“Thanks, Xue, mua~” Zhao Yaqian excitedly hugged Lin Muxue, kissing her cheek.
Lin Muxue smiled and started rummaging through the large wardrobe on her own.
She quickly selected a set of her usual office wear and laid it on the bed.
After arranging the clothes, she smiled and extended her hand, “Try it on, dear.”
Gazing at the outfit of superior fabric and fit, Zhao Yaqian nodded excitedly, “Alright.”
She drew the curtains, took off her white dress, and began carefully dressing.
Thin black stockings, a black pencil skirt, a white blouse.
Zhao Yaqian dressed neatly, adjusting a bit, feeling slightly tight but still fitting well.