Chapter 112 New Year's Gift
When he returned to the room, Pei Song's cell phone lit up.
It was a message from Shi Yanchen: "Check your pocket."
Pei Song reached into his pajamas pocket in confusion and touched a warm metal object.
When I took it out, I saw it was a key to a Mercedes-Benz E-Class.
"I have a car," Pei Song typed back, "My father's car is for me to drive."
"That car is no longer suitable for you," Shi Yanchen replied quickly, "Now you are a senior manager of SNK, and you go to many business occasions. You need a car that is both decent and not too high-profile. The E series just fits your current position. It is stable and elegant, but not too ostentatious."
Pei Song thought about it and it did make sense.
He usually either rides in Shi Yanchen's car or takes the subway. His father's car has been parked in the SNK underground parking lot, gathering dust.
There are indeed many occasions after the New Year where I need to go out for business negotiations, and driving my father's car seems too casual.
"I understand. I will make good use of this car."
"Don't feel burdened," Shi Yanchen said. "People in the business world pay a lot of attention to these details. You are now responsible for billion-level projects, and your partners are all top companies in the industry. A decent car is not only a respect for your partners, but also gives you more confidence during negotiations."
Pei Song held the key in his hand, remembering that during a video conference with the German team two days ago, the other party did mention that they wanted to come to the Asia-Pacific region for a field trip.
He felt a little guilty and typed: "I still haven't decided what to give you."
"Your happiness and health are the best gift," and this is not a gift, it is a work requirement. "
Pei Song placed the key carefully on the bedside table and rubbed the metal with his fingertips for a while.
After hesitating for a moment, he opened the shopping website and his eyes lingered on a familiar brand for a long time.
Finally, I clicked the confirmation button, and the corners of my mouth unconsciously raised in anticipation.
The next morning, Pei Song opened his eyes drowsily and saw a new set of clothes neatly placed at the head of the bed.
This is a tradition that Pei's mother adheres to every year.
Since he was a child, every Chinese New Year, she would always prepare a new set of clothes for her son.
Even when Pei Song grew up and often said that he could buy it himself and there was no need to go through so much trouble, she still happily continued this habit.
This year is Pei Song's zodiac year. The red down jacket from Encore that Pei's mother prepared for him is particularly eye-catching in the morning light. It is paired with a pair of black casual trousers and a pair of simple sneakers.
When I went downstairs, Shi Yanchen was already waiting in the restaurant.
When he saw Pei Song wearing new clothes, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Pei Song seldom wears bright colors, and the red coat makes his skin look even whiter, making him look gentle and handsome.
"Xiao Shi, this is for you," Pei's mother took out a carefully wrapped gift box and handed it to Shi Yanchen a little embarrassedly, "Auntie didn't know your size, so I only bought a scarf. I originally wanted to buy a piece of clothing, but I was afraid that it would be too small and not fit..."
Shi Yanchen took it solemnly and opened it. It was a dark gray cashmere scarf with a soft texture and a low-key yet elegant style.
"Thank you, Auntie," he said sincerely, "I like it very much." Then he tied the scarf on.
While Pei's mother went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, Shi Yanchen put his arm around Pei Song from behind as he was adjusting his collar, and said with a bit of regret: "I didn't have time to prepare this year, so I will buy you new clothes every year in the future." His voice was low and gentle, "But Auntie has a good taste, this red dress suits you very well."
Pei Song was about to speak when he felt something stuffed into his hand.
"New Year's money," Shi Yanchen's breath sprayed on his ear, "New Year must have red envelopes to celebrate."
Pei Song took out a red envelope, but was stunned after opening it: "Black card?"
"It's just a secondary card," Shi Yanchen chuckled and raised his hand to ruffle his hair. "In the future, you can buy whatever you like without telling me."
Pei Song looked at the black card in his hand, feeling a little complicated for a moment.
He knew that given Shi Yanchen's status and position, this might be just a very ordinary decision for him.
But in Pei Song's heart, the relationship between the two had just begun, and this unreserved trust made him feel a little uneasy.
"Shi Yanchen," Pei Song said softly, "Isn't it too early?"
"Song Song," Shi Yanchen took his hand, "I gave you this card not to restrict you, but to let you know that you can trust me completely, just like I trust you."
Pei Song looked into his eyes and suddenly realized something.
"Then don't annoy me in the future," Pei Song waved the card in his hand threateningly, "Be careful or I'll max out your account if I get angry."
"I couldn't ask for more." Shi Yanchen smiled, paused, and leaned close to Pei Song's ear, "However, as your boyfriend, I would rather let me personally pick out the things you like for you."
I don’t know what Pei Song was thinking about, his ears turned red. Just as he was about to say something, he heard the footsteps of Pei’s mother coming from the kitchen, and he quickly broke free from Shi Yanchen’s arms.
Shi Yanchen also naturally took a step back, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.
The sound of stir-frying came from the kitchen, and MAX came running in, wagging his tail.
It was wearing a blue woolen jacket with fine and neat stitching, which made its shiny black fur look more energetic.
"Mom, did you knit this?" Pei Song squatted down and touched the sweater on MAX curiously.
"I couldn't sleep last night, so I rushed to make this," Pei's mother said with a smile, "I heard that dogs can easily distinguish blue, so I picked this color on purpose. MAX is now a member of our family, so how can we not have new clothes for the New Year?" She poked her head out of the kitchen wearing an apron, "I just don't know if it will fit him."
MAX seemed to like this new outfit very much as well. He kept spinning around Pei Song's legs, occasionally looking down at his blue sweater, his tail wagging happily.
Shi Yanchen squatted down and touched MAX's head: "Auntie has studied the dog's preferences so thoroughly." He moved closer and said to Pei Song in a low voice, "Now our family of three will all wear new clothes."
Pei Song's ears turned red again, and he pretended to concentrate on straightening MAX's collar.
MAX seemed to understand and rubbed happily between the two of them, making his blue sweater wrinkled.