Spring Night Kiss.

Xu Zhouye slammed the door and left.

Song Qingjia wasn't surprised; after all, she had at least helped untie her hands.

Fortunately, the other party's bindings were not tight, and she was able to pull her hand out by moving slightly.

She sat there holding the belt for a while, still feeling somewhat disappointed. However, since they couldn't reach an agreement, it was best not to dwell on it any longer.

She stood up, folded the belt neatly, put it in a small box, and placed it in the drawer of her wardrobe as a keepsake.

For the next two days, Song Qingjia tidied up the house.

Since it was going to be a place she would live in long-term, she bought a lot of things, finally making the house look more like a home.

In addition, she also brought back a golden shaded cat from the cattery.

As luck would have it, she was just wandering around aimlessly when she passed by this cattery. Looking up, she saw a kitten, about two months old, tilting its head and looking at her curiously through the glass wall.

Seeing her look over, it rolled over and lay down, its little paws kneading as if it were nursing, and meowed twice at her.

Song Qingjia was immediately struck by its beauty and decided to take it home.

The little guy is soft, cute, and doesn't destroy things at home. He's a really good cat, and she named him Song Ergou.

When Shen Lingyi heard the name, her expression was one of disbelief: "Such a beautiful cat, and you named it Er Gou (Second Dog)? You'll have to sleep with one eye open at night, or it might try to assassinate you."

Song Qingjia was assembling a cat tree when she heard this and looked up: "What do you know? A humble name makes a cat easier to raise."

"Aren't you just taking advantage of the fact that people can't understand human language?"

Shen Lingyi continued to tease the cat, using a cat toy to make the little guy spin around and around. He ran around and around without getting tired.

"Ergou, your godmother can't do anything about it. It's your biological mother who insisted on giving you such an awful name." She squatted down and hugged the kitten, stroking its fur gently. "But it's okay, your godmother will buy you box after box of baby food to comfort your wounded little heart."

Song Ergou didn't understand, but he meowed politely.

Song Qingjia had already tightened the last screw and placed the cat tree by the French windows.

"I'm going to take it to the vet for a check-up later, do you want to come along?" She took off her gloves and rubbed her slightly sore neck.

"Let's go together, I don't have anything else to do anyway."

Song Qingjia hummed in agreement: "Don't you need to accompany your boyfriend?"

"My boyfriend is no match for my godson." Shen Lingyi walked up to Song Qingjia with a grin.

While rubbing Song Ergou's head, she observed her best friend's expression and said tentatively, "He was called away by a phone call in the middle of the night last night. It sounded like Xu Zhouye."

Song Qingjia's expression remained unchanged as she began unpacking the package, which contained the airline-approved case she had bought online.

"and then?"

"He's in Shanghai too."

"Yes, he came to see me yesterday." Song Qingjia didn't intend to hide it.

"Huh?" Shen Lingyi asked in surprise, "How did he know you lived here?"

Song Qingjia remained silent.

"It must be that bastard Lu Yanbai." Shen Lingyi suddenly realized something. "No wonder I kept making phone calls yesterday; turns out he was gathering information for his good friend!"

Song Qingjia: "We'll find out sooner or later."

It's not that difficult to investigate someone, especially since the two of them will be working in the same racing team in the future.

"No way, I have to go and settle the score with him." Shen Lingyi slammed the cat down on the ground and stormed off.

Song Qingjia chuckled, patted the bewildered Song Ergou, and put him into the airline crate.

The pet hospital is not far from the community. The doctor gave the little guy a full check-up. He was lively, active, and very healthy.

"It's nothing serious. Just keep up with regular deworming, get vaccinated on time, and get sterilized at the appropriate age," said the doctor, Wen Shixu, handing the examination report to Song Qingjia with a smile.

"Okay." Song Qingjia nodded.

"Shall we add each other on WeChat?" Wen Shixu raised his phone.

Song Qingjia thought for a moment, then took out her phone and pulled up the QR code. She really should add him on WeChat; after all, she was a new cat owner, and if any unexpected situation arose, she could consult a veterinarian immediately, just in case.

After leaving the hospital, she went to the supermarket to buy some things before slowly walking home.

As she entered the elevator, she happened to run into two moving company workers carrying things. She asked for the floor number, and they replied, "Thirteenth floor, thank you."

Song Qingjia was taken aback. It was indeed a coincidence; it must be that a new neighbor had moved in across the street.

However, she didn't take it to heart. After all, she didn't like interacting with her neighbors and had always been used to being alone.

She didn't care whether anyone lived across the street or not, or whether it was a man or a woman.

-

Another week has passed in the blink of an eye.

Monday was the day Song Qingjia reported to the motorcade.

Vortex's headquarters are located near the Shanghai International Circuit. The building is quite distinctive, featuring a full glass curtain wall and sharp lines. Directly in front of the building is a lake with a winding shoreline that looks rather unusual.

However, when viewed from above, one can see that the building and the lake form a yin-yang symbol.

The purpose of the lake is to cool the wind tunnel, because the wind tunnel generates a lot of heat when it is running, so the lake water is actually warm.

Song Qingjia took the elevator to the personnel department, where she was greeted by a young HR girl named He Yonglin, who was from Hong Kong and had two small tiger teeth when she smiled.

While processing Song Qingjia's onboarding procedures, she would steal glances at her from time to time. There weren't many female engineers in the team to begin with, and one as beautiful as her was even rarer.

When she saw someone walk in, she thought it was some big celebrity visiting the headquarters.

He Yonglin printed out two forms, handed them over, and smiled sweetly: "This is your intranet account and email address. The account and password are inside."

Song Qingjia accepted it and thanked him.

"You'll have to pick up your work badge tomorrow," she continued. "By the way, do you want to change the photo? Or will you just use the one from your resume?"

"Whatever's on the resume is fine," Song Qingjia said, not really caring about such things.

"Then I'll send it to you tomorrow."

The young girl glanced at her several more times and couldn't help but say, "You're also the first female aerodynamics expert in our team, that's amazing!"

Song Qingjia smiled politely.

He Yonglin stood up: "Let me take you to the office."

On the way, she introduced the entire aerodynamics department. As the core department for racing car aerodynamics research and development, the team's investment is huge.

Many core members have been involved in F1 for over a decade, moving between various teams and achieving remarkable results.

On the hardware front, team owner Shen Yan has invested heavily in building the most advanced wind tunnel laboratory in China. Rumors suggest that some of the core technologies within are technology transferred from the military.

Song Qingjia listened and nodded, gaining a general understanding. This emerging Chinese team, though young, had considerable technical expertise.

only……

Sometimes, even the best teams and the best wind tunnels can blow out a shitbox.

"By the way, you're pretty lucky. Both drivers will be coming this afternoon; I heard they're having a research and development meeting."

He Yonglin's tone couldn't hide her excitement.