The younger generation, starting from where the wind blows...

Chapter 123 Yang Tao: What if I were young and successful, driving a G-Wagon?

Xu Hongdou immediately asked Xiao Liu to check on the computer and confirmed that there were rooms available from the 22nd to the 28th.

"Aunt Liu, two rooms, right? Then I'll book them for you."

"Okay, okay, thank you so much."

"fine."

"Okay, then I won't disturb your work for now. When we get to Yanjing, we'll find some time to invite your mom and your sister to have a meal together."

"Ok."

Yang Tao breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

Liu Guiqin was so enthusiastic that Yang Tao felt a little uncomfortable.

After glancing around the lobby and confirming that there were no guests to attend to, Yang Tao took her phone and walked aside to call her mother, Xue Sumei.

"Peach, is something the matter?"

"Do you remember Aunt Liu Guiqin from Shandong Province? She just called me to book a room, saying that her family is coming to Yanjing to see their daughter before National Day."

"Oh, that's really bad timing. If they had come during the National Day holiday, they could have made it in time for your sister's wedding."

"There are so many people during the National Day holiday. Our hotel is fully booked for the entire National Day period."

"Yeah, so you called just to tell me this?"

"That's the main thing. Also, I'm not going home for dinner tonight."

"What, going on a date?"

"No, it's because Weiwei has taken a liking to a guy and asked me to go with her to check him out."

"Another high-quality man that Lan Caiping introduced to her?"

"No, she knows him herself."

"What are the guy's qualifications like?"

"It's great, anyway, she likes it very much."

"How does it compare to Xiao Yang?"

Yang Tao was about to ask who Xiao Yang was when she suddenly realized that her mother was talking about Yang Muye.

"I haven't even seen her yet, how would I know? Mom, I'm not trying to criticize you, but why are you always trying to compare yourself to Aunt Lan? When you were in the performing arts troupe, you compared on stage and off stage, and now that you're retired, are you still comparing yourself?"

"What do you know? This is about fighting for pride, even Buddhas fight for incense. Besides, it's not that I want to compete with Lan Caiping, but every time we meet, she openly or secretly competes with me. Remember when you got into Yanjingmao, and Lan Weiwei only got into a second-tier university? For those two years, Lan Caiping would avoid me whenever she saw me. I was so happy."

At this point, Xue Sumei suddenly sighed.

Since Yang Tao and Lan Weiwei graduated from university, Lan Caiping has regained her swagger.

The reason is that after graduating, Lan Weiwei opened a yoga studio with the support of her family, becoming her own entrepreneur and boss.

Yang Tao graduated and joined Fairfield Inn, becoming a working professional.

Every time Lan Caiping saw Xue Sumei, she would brag about this for a long time.

Now, Xue Sumei avoids Lan Caiping whenever she sees her.

Now that she's heard Lan Weiwei has found a boyfriend, Xue Sumei's sense of crisis has suddenly kicked in.

If Lan Weiwei's boyfriend is more outstanding than Yang Tao's boyfriend, she will never be able to hold her head high in front of Lan Caiping again.

"Mom, Weiwei and I aren't like you and Aunt Lan. Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to work."

Before Xue Sumei could say anything more, Yang Tao hung up the phone.

Around 4:30 p.m., a taxi stopped in front of Fairfield by the Bay Hotel.

Zhang Guangzheng stepped forward and opened the car door. A beautiful woman in a yellow sundress got out of the car.

"Madam, welcome to Fairfield by Marriott Hotel!"

The woman took off her sunglasses, put them into the Louis Vuitton bag hanging on her right arm, and walked toward the hotel's glass revolving door, leaving a trail of fragrance in her wake.

Zhang Guangzheng stood behind him, his eyes wide with astonishment.

Wang Niulang's voice suddenly rang out beside him.

"Does it look good?"

Zhang Guangzheng kept his eyes fixed on the direction of the glass revolving door and subconsciously answered:

"nice."

"What's so good about it?"

Zhang Guangzheng was about to say "figure" when he suddenly realized that Wang Niulang was deliberately trying to trick him into saying something.

"Why aren't you saying anything? I told you this morning that there's no such thing as love at first sight between men and women, only lust at first sight, and you didn't believe me. What do you say now?"

“Master, I really think I made the right decision to come to Yanjing to make my way in the world. If I were in my hometown, a small place, I probably would never have seen such a ‘beautiful’ woman in my entire life.”

Looking at the front, Zhang Guangzheng quietly added another figure.

Now Zhang Guangzheng finally understands why the headlights of those luxury cars are designed to be so large... bold and forward-looking.

"Just look and that's enough. They're from a different world than us." Wang Niulang's words brought Zhang Guangzheng back to reality.

While feeling slightly regretful, Zhang Guangzheng couldn't help but glance into the lobby a couple more times.

"peach!"

The woman in the yellow dress opened her arms and ran towards Yang Tao with small, quick steps, wearing a pair of white platform high heels.

"Baby, I've missed you so much."

The woman in the yellow dress hugged Yang Tao and deliberately acted coquettishly.

Yang Tao pushed the person away impatiently.

"Lan Weiwei, that's enough for you, I'm still at work!"

Lan Weiwei spread her arms wide and spun around in front of Yang Tao triumphantly.

"How do I look today? Not bad, right?"

With its shapely curves, it's approachable.

Yang Tao glanced at Lan Weiwei's hot figure, her gaze finally settling on the Louis Vuitton bag on her arm.

I saw this bag while shopping the other day; it costs over 30,000 yuan.

Rounded to the nearest hundredth, it is approximately equivalent to half a year's salary for Yang Tao.

"The bag is quite nice."

Yang Tao commented.

Lan Weiwei stomped her feet in anger.

Before coming, she spent more than an hour just choosing clothes, and then she went to get her hair dyed.

As a result, Yang Tao only focused on the bag in her hand.

Yang Tao laughed and retorted, "I'm not a man. If I don't look at your bag, am I supposed to look at your two biggest spots?"

Lan Weiwei is really getting anxious.

"Yang Tao, I'm going to get angry if you keep doing this!"

Yang Tao immediately put on a professional smile.

"Okay, Ms. Lan, please wait in the rest area or the lobby bar next door for a while. I still have more than an hour before I get off work."

Lan Weiwei raised a hand with satisfaction and beckoned to Yang Tao.

"Okay, I'll go next door for a coffee first. It's your treat, since you made me angry like that just now!"

After watching Lan Weiwei leave, Yang Tao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As they passed the front desk, Xiao Liu curiously asked Yang Tao about Lan Weiwei.

"Manager Yang, was that woman your friend?"

"Yes, she's my best friend since childhood."

"Oh."

Xiao Liu wisely refrained from asking any further questions.

Yang Tao immediately saw what the girl wanted to ask and took the initiative to explain, "Don't guess wildly. There was no padding or plastic surgery. I've watched her grow up since she was little."

It's really true!
Xiao Liu looked on with envy: "Manager Yang, why are some people so exceptionally talented?"

Yang Tao glanced at Xiao Liu.

With such a flat chest, no wonder she envies Lan Weiwei.

"Focus on your work and stop thinking about those useless things," Yang Tao instructed.

Xiao Liu was very dissatisfied.

"Manager Yang, nowadays men value a woman more than loyalty. Your best friend is more than just a woman. Beware of your best friend. You'd better be careful."

Yang Tao was so angry she laughed.

They've come up with all sorts of fallacies.

An hour later, Yang Tao finished her shift with her colleagues, changed her clothes, and called Lan Weiwei to prepare to leave. At the hotel entrance, Wang Niulang and Zhang Guangzheng were immediately stumped when they heard that the two of them wanted to hail a taxi.

"Manager Yang, it's rush hour right now. Unless you're lucky enough to find a car to take your guests to the hotel, you really won't be able to get one."

Lan Weiwei must be anxious because he was late for their first date.

"What should we do? We agreed to meet at seven o'clock, and the traffic is so bad that it will take at least an hour to get there."

Just as she finished speaking, Lan Weiwei suddenly remembered that Yang Tao had just bought a new car.
Lan Weiwei grabbed Yang Tao's hand as if it were a lifeline.

Just as I was about to speak, I heard some devastating news.

"My car was hit this morning, and it's at the repair shop right now."

Desperate, Lan Weiwei grabbed Yang Tao's hand and said, "Do you have any colleagues who drive? Can I borrow their car?"

Wang Niulang, standing to the side, hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"Manager Yang, that one in the basement—"

Yang Tao nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, could you please get my car for me?"

Wang Niulang immediately turned around to go back to the front desk to get the key.

"Here it is!"

Yang Tao called out to Wang Niulang, took out a car key from her bag, and handed it to him.

The gleaming Mercedes-Benz logo stunned Lan Weiwei, who was standing next to him.

Lan Weiwei had seen Yang Tao's car before.

The biggest advantage of this Toyota car, which costs just over 100,000 yuan, is its fuel efficiency.

And wasn't that car at the repair shop?
I've never heard of a repair shop lending you a Mercedes-Benz to get your car repaired.

While Wang Niulang went to get the car, Lan Weiwei pulled Yang Tao aside and began interrogating her.

Where did that Mercedes come from?

“A guest in the hotel’s executive suite, whose car was parked in the hotel’s underground parking lot and he didn’t drive it much, gave me the keys when he found out that my car had been hit, and asked me to help him move the car.”

Lan Weiwei clearly did not believe this explanation.

"it is true."

Yang Tao emphasized earnestly.

Lan Weiwei wanted to continue the interrogation, but the roar of an engine approaching from afar interrupted her.

Turning my head, I saw a boxy Mercedes SUV driving out of the underground parking garage and heading straight for the hotel entrance.

Wang Niulang drove the car to Yang Tao and Lan Weiwei, stopped it, turned off the engine, got out of the car, and returned the keys to Yang Tao.

"Manager Yang, this car is quite powerful, so you have to be careful with the accelerator."

Wang Niulang kindly reminded him.

Yang Tao nodded and took the keys.

At this moment, Lan Weiwei's gaze was firmly drawn to the rugged body lines of the G-Class.

Lan Weiwei likes both muscular types of cars and men.

The G-Class in front of me looks incredibly powerful.

Lan Weiwei liked it more and more as she looked at it, and couldn't help but reach out and touch the lines of the car body.

"Get in the car, you'll be in a rush if we get stuck in traffic later."

Yang Tao urged.

After getting into the car, Lan Weiwei looked around and touched everything. Finally, after being reminded by Yang Tao, she fastened her seatbelt.

Once the car was on the road, Lan Weiwei realized that she had forgotten to ask Wang Niulang how much the car cost when she got in.

But asking about star fruit now is the same.

"It cost over three million yuan to land."

Yang Tao gripped the steering wheel and said, feigning nonchalance.

To be honest, Yang Tao was quite nervous driving this car.

Firstly, I'm not very familiar with this car.

Secondly, I worry that if I bump into something on the road and even scratch off a little bit of paint, my monthly salary probably wouldn't be enough to cover the damage.

After driving for a while, Yang Tao's tense nerves slowly began to relax.

Just like Wang Niulang said, as long as you step on the gas gently, it's not as difficult to drive as you might imagine.

More importantly, when people see this car on the road, whether they recognize it or not, they will subconsciously give way to it.

Especially when they see a female driver in the car, they consciously keep their distance.

Luxury car + female driver, the buff is instantly maxed out.

If a collision occurs on the road, it's fine if the G-Class is at fault, since the driver of this car won't feel too bad if they crash it.

But if it's your own car's fault, that's terrible; the insurance might not even be enough to cover the damages.

Not to be offended.

Really can't afford to offend.

Yang Tao and Lan Weiwei were quite lucky today; the roads weren't too congested.

Even so, by the time we drove to the restaurant where we had agreed to have dinner, it was already past 6:40.

Yang Tao spotted a parking space on the side of the road and drove the car forward, preparing to back in.

Just then, a Mercedes-Benz sedan arrived from behind, also saw the parking space, and prepared to drive in.

Seeing the G-Class reversing in front of him, the driver hesitated for a moment, but ultimately reversed his car to make room for the parking space.

After the G-Class was parked, the Mercedes-Benz sedan drove up to a position alongside it and rolled down its window.

The car owner was a handsome young man with his shirt sleeves rolled up slightly, deliberately revealing a section of his muscular forearm and a Longines watch worth over 100,000 yuan.

Upon seeing that the driver was a beautiful woman, the young man initially intended to say "lady first" to demonstrate his gentlemanly manners.

Before I could even speak, a surprised voice rang out.

"Zhuang Yan, it's you?"

"Not yet?"

The young man's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw Lan Weiwei emerge from beside Yang Tao and greet him.

"This parking space—"

"We saw it first, thank you for moving your car," Yang Tao said first.

Zhuang Yan's words were all stuck in his throat.

It was agreed that I would voluntarily give up my parking space, so how did it become that I should give up my parking space?
Just as I was feeling annoyed, the driver of the car stuck behind me honked his horn.

"Beep——!"

Zhuang Yan could only say goodbye to Yang Tao and Lan Weiwei and continue driving forward to find a parking space.

It took more than twenty minutes to get there.

There's nothing we can do about parking in Yanjing these days; finding one during rush hour is already a blessing.

It's common for parking spots to be one or two kilometers away from the destination.

When Zhuang Yan returned, he apologized to the two women while his eyes secretly darted back and forth between Yang Tao and Lan Weiwei.

Lan Weiwei's figure is definitely better, but Yang Tao is just too beautiful.

The key point is that she's a rich woman who drives a Mercedes-Benz G-Class.

If you could get that, wouldn't you have to work decades less?
Lan Weiwei took the initiative to introduce Yang Tao to Zhuang Yan, but only said that Yang Tao was her best friend, without mentioning anything else.

Zhuang Yan's eyes lit up after hearing this.

As the saying goes, don't rush into a relationship with a beautiful woman; her best friend might be even more beautiful.

Zhuang Yan raised his hand towards the restaurant door.

"Ladies, please come in."

Yang Tao and Lan Weiwei were about to enter the room hand in hand when Yang Tao's phone suddenly rang.

When I took it out, I saw that it was a call from my mother, Xue Sumei.

Yang Tao could only apologize to Lan Weiwei and walk back to her car to answer the phone.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

"Peach, have you arrived at the restaurant yet?"

"Just arrived, what's wrong?"

Suddenly, a different voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Peach, I'm your Aunt Caiping. I came to visit you this year, and your mom told me that you and Weiwei were going to meet her boyfriend. Have you met him yet?"

(End of this chapter)