Beep beep beep... something seemed to be making a sound? Tang Yu turned over and pulled the quilt over his head.
Didi, didi, didi, didi, didi, didi... But the sound still kept ringing patiently. The velvet quilt on Tang Yu's head, which was still stained by coffee stains, could not block the invasion of this sound at all.
"Ah..." Tang Yu sat up suddenly and looked around blankly. Then his sleepy eyes saw the wall clock on the opposite wall. It was already ten o'clock in the morning. It was spacious and bright, and there were clutter everywhere.
Next to the bedroom, an electronic pager was beeping tirelessly.
Then he suddenly remembered something and jumped up, "That's right! Takeaway...takeaway..."
Tang Yu casually picked up a pair of trousers from the side, put them on and jumped towards the door with one leg, shouting: "Coming! Coming!"
Impatient knocks began to come from the door. Tang Yu held up his pants with one hand and opened the door with the other and said loudly: "Okay, okay!"
Click! Tang Yu opened the door, and standing in front of him was a beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. She was very short, but her breasts were so big that they almost stretched out the uniform of Postmates, an errand company.
Po, holding a breakfast box in his hand, looked at him with an unhappy face, "Hey! Sir, I have been standing at the door for almost ten minutes! Also, please pay attention to your clothes!"
Only then did Tang Yu notice that he had not yet put on his pants, and a small part of his red underwear was exposed. He was immediately embarrassed, and quickly grabbed a 100-dollar bill from the change plate at the door and gave it to her.
He took the breakfast box and closed the door with a clang.
He breathed a sigh of relief and realized that his pants were on inside out. He quickly took off his pants and was about to put them on again. However, at this time, there was another violent knock on the door, and he only heard the girl outside the door, furious.
He yelled: "Your spending totals 118 US dollars!! Not enough!!!"
Tang Yu had just taken off half of his pants when he heard the knock on the door and started to panic again. He wanted to take the money from the plate with one hand, and wanted to open the door with the other hand. The girl outside the door was also very angry. As soon as the door opened
Halfway through, she pushed the door open!
"Hey...hey...slow down!" Tang Yu suddenly lost his balance in a hurry and fell to the ground with a thud, his white butt exposed in front of the girl...
Seeing this, the delivery girl became even more angry and shouted: "If you do this again, I'll beat you up!!"
"This... there's no need to look for it..." Tang Yu fell to the ground, raised a dollar in his hand and said.
When the girl saw the denomination of the banknote, she immediately beamed, grabbed the banknote, shook it and said, "Okay, for Franklin's sake, I won't trouble you."
The girl's huge breasts and the banknote were dangling in front of Tang Yu, almost dazzling his eyes. Only when he heard the girl say "Franklin" did he realize that what he handed over was actually 100 US dollars!!
"Hey! Wait a minute..." Tang Yu stood up suddenly and wanted to get the money back. Who knew that as soon as he stood up, half of his pants that he had taken off fell off, and he immediately covered his vitals in embarrassment.
"No need to look for it, that's what you said! Also, you have a good figure!" The girl jumped away waving the banknotes.
"Huh... ok... I spent 100 yuan to watch The Waves..." Tang Yu muttered to himself and opened the breakfast box. There were hand-ground coffee, veal steak, bacon, cuttlefish, etc. There were many varieties, and
The portion is very generous, at least enough for two or three people. And even if it is a takeaway, it is also very exquisitely presented. Judging from the packaging box, this is actually a takeaway from a Michelin-starred restaurant!
Only then did Tang Yu feel hungry, and he wolfed down all these things. This eating style was completely unworthy of these exquisite foods.
After eating, Tang Yu came to the sink and looked at his appearance through the mirror. He had a typical Chinese face. He was not tall, about 172cm, but his figure was well maintained. His eight-pack abs were clearly visible under the vest line. Although he was just now
I ate enough for two or three people, but there was no bulge in my belly at all.
Tang Yu touched the stubble on his chin, picked up a razor and began to tidy up his appearance.
Ten minutes later, Tang Yu, wearing a crisp suit, came to the living room to tidy up in front of the full-length mirror, and then glanced around the house. This was a luxurious residence of more than 200 square meters, and the furniture and appliances inside were all the best products, but now
The inside of the house was completely messy, with packaging bags and other things thrown around carelessly.
He smiled bitterly, picked up his mobile phone and dialed the housekeeping service number. He came to the door and put on his shoes while opening a small compartment on the shoe cabinet. There were five or six car keys in it. He picked through it and chose one.
The most appropriate thing was to walk out.
Buzz~~~~~The motor sounded, and a latest Chevrolet Corvette C7 sports car drove out of the garage. Tang Yu looked at the quiet residential area around him, put on his sunglasses, and stepped on the accelerator of the sports car to the bottom.
The powerful engine roared, driving the car quickly along the streets of Long Island, New York, towards the city.
The car quickly drove under a tall and luxurious office building. Tang Yu got out of the car, threw the key to the waiting waiter who came up, and walked towards the elevator.
"You are here, Mr. Tang." The receptionist quickly stood up and bowed to Tang Yu, "Miss Peacock is waiting for you in the conference room on the 59th floor."
Tang Yu took off his sunglasses and said, "I remember I said that I won't be here until 1pm today."
The receptionist looked at the memo and said, "Ms. Peacock said this is about the New York Auto Show tomorrow, but she also emphasized that there is no need to rush you."
"Okay, I understand, thank you." Tang Yu smiled and nodded, and under the admiring gaze of the front desk lady, he turned and walked towards the elevator.
While walking, a sexy and beautiful woman wearing a low V-neck dress came up with a microphone and said: "Hello Mr. Tang Yu, I am a New York Times reporter, my name is Lisa Wen, I can chat with you."
Sentence?"
Tang Yu smiled politely and went to press the elevator button while saying, "I'm sorry, this is not the time for media interviews."
"No, no, I just want to ask you a question. The driverless concept car you designed is about to be unveiled at the New York Auto Show. There are rumors that after the auto show, the Volkswagen Group wants to launch an offensive against you and invite you to serve as the design director of their Lamborghini.
What do you think of this rumor?" Lisa Wen hurriedly stood in front of Tang Yu and the elevator, and her tall breasts rubbed against Tang Yu's arm intentionally or unintentionally.
"Rumors are just rumors. I don't think I need to respond to every rumor, right?" Tang Yu nodded, avoided Lisa Wen's body without leaving a trace, opened the elevator and walked in.
Ding~~~ The elevator stopped at the 59th floor. Tang Yu walked down and saw a tall, beautiful woman who looked like a fairy descending from the earth standing at the door of the elevator. She was only seen wearing a lace dress.
A shirt and a red plaid one-step skirt, and brown stockings outlined her soft calf lines in a mesmerizing way. A flash of surprise flashed in Tang Yu's eyes. He nodded to this beauty and said: "Miss Kong, how dare I trouble you?"