Chapter 44: Changing Face
That evening, Pei Song finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he found the problem, he felt extremely tired after three days of non-stop work.
He went downstairs to buy a cup of espresso and was about to go upstairs to continue perfecting the plan.
"Planning to stay up late again?" a familiar voice sounded behind him.
Pei Song turned around and saw Shi Yanchen leaning against the car door.
"There's still some finishing touches to be done." Pei Song raised the coffee in his hand, "It will be done soon."
Shi Yanchen looked at his haggard face and opened the car door directly: "Get in the car."
"I'm not done yet..."
"We'll talk about the project tomorrow." Shi Yanchen said without letting anyone know, "You need to rest now."
Half an hour later, Pei Song found himself taken to an upscale club.
The decoration of the club is extremely exquisite, even the locker rooms are luxurious.
The two of them changed into light grey steam sauna suits, and Shi Yanchen's body proportions looked even more slender under the close-fitting fabric.
"You've been working overtime for the past three days. Take a good rest." Shi Yanchen said as he pushed him into the steam room.
The steaming hot air filled the enclosed space, making the vision blurry.
Pei Song found a place to sit down, and his tense nerves gradually relaxed in the warmth.
Shi Yanchen sat diagonally opposite him and picked up a hot towel to wipe his neck.
Drops of water slid down his collarbone and disappeared into his collar.
Pei Song quickly looked away, but found that no matter where he looked from this angle, he felt uncomfortable.
"Turn around." Shi Yanchen approached him.
"ah?"
"Your shoulders are stiff." Shi Yanchen stood up and stood behind him, "Let me massage them for you."
The slender fingers pressed on Pei Song's shoulders and neck through the clothes with just the right amount of force.
The soreness and swelling gradually dissipated, and Pei Song couldn't help but let out a comfortable sigh.
"Here?" Shi Yanchen's voice sounded in his ear, and his warm breath brushed over his earlobe.
Pei Song nodded subconsciously, but the tips of his ears turned red.
Fortunately, the temperature in the steam room was already very high, so this abnormality was not obvious.
After coming out of the steam room, the two were taken for a full body massage.
Lying on the massage bed, Pei Song could hear the conversation between Shi Yanchen and the masseur coming from the next room.
"This client's muscles are very tense," the masseur said. "Maybe he is under a lot of pressure at work?"
"Well," Shi Yanchen's voice was still cold, "Give him some massage on his shoulders and neck."
Pei Song's masseur quickly found the sore points in his shoulders and neck and skillfully helped him relieve his fatigue.
Every movement was just right, making him wonder if Shi Yanchen had given instructions in advance.
After the massage, both of them changed into the silk bathrobes prepared by the club.
Shi Yanchen was tall, with the collar of his bathrobe casually open, revealing his strong chest.
The innate coldness and dignity coupled with the lazy posture at the moment makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Pei Song unconsciously took one more look, then quickly looked away.
"There is a tea room on the top floor of the club," Shi Yanchen said, "Would you like to go sit there?"
Pei Song nodded. After the steam sauna and massage, he felt light and even his thoughts seemed a little unreal.
The two stood side by side in the elevator, and the soft touch of silk made Pei Song more aware of what they were wearing at the moment.
The small space still had lingering water vapor from the shower, with a light woody scent that made one's heart beat faster unconsciously.
It was not until the elevator door opened and the cool evening breeze blew on his face that Pei Song woke up from the ambiguous atmosphere.
There is a rattan chair on the terrace, offering a panoramic view of the city's night scene.
Shi Yanchen personally brewed a pot of tea, his movements smooth and flowing.
"I didn't know you could do this." Pei Song was a little surprised.
"I learned this from my grandmother." Shi Yanchen handed him the cup. "She said brewing tea is the best way to calm your mind."
The two chatted while drinking tea, and the topics ranged from project progress to future plans, and from work to interesting things in life.
During this brief period of leisure time, Pei Song felt that all the pressure had disappeared.
At the project meeting the next day, Pei Song submitted a complete solution.
It not only solves the system compatibility problem, but also improves the data transmission mechanism of the intelligent control module.
"This is a very good solution," said the supplier's technical director, "but I think we need to discuss it further. After all, it involves global deployment and the risks are too great."
"I think it can be implemented." Liu Yan suddenly said, "Manager Pei's plan is very comprehensive, and it takes into account the future scalability."
Pei Song looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect Liu Yan to support him.
"The director is right. Global deployment does have risks." Pei Song said calmly, "But we can verify it in the test environment first, and then gradually promote it after it is stable. What do you think?"
The technical director's expression softened. "That's a good suggestion."
After the meeting, Li Ming took the initiative to find Pei Song.
"Thank you for your hard work these past few days." He said a little embarrassedly, "Actually... I had some prejudice against you before."
Pei Song smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Let the past be the past."
"I really admire your ability." Li Ming said seriously, "Not only are you skilled, but you also handle problems in a mature way. If you need any help in the future, please let me know."
Before getting off work, Pei Song sent a message to Shi Yanchen: "Thank you for taking me to relax last night. I feel much better today."
"That's good to know." After a moment, Shi Yanchen added: "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Pei Song smiled: "By the way, you said you would only stay in China for 3 months. When will you return to Country D?"
Shi Yanchen didn't answer directly: "How about going to eat hot pot?"
"Then let's go eat hotpot. I'll treat you." Pei Song said, "Just as a thank you for your care during this period of time."
"Okay." Shi Yanchen replied straightforwardly, "I'll pick you up after get off work."
The hot pot restaurant was filled with steam in the evening.
Pei Song skillfully prepared the ingredients. Seeing Shi Yanchen observing carefully, he smiled and explained, "This secret soup base is very special. It must be paired with special seasonings to highlight its layers."
Shi Yanchen took a bite and his eyes lit up: "The taste is indeed unique."
"By the way," Pei Song remembered that there was a night market nearby, "Do you want to go shopping later? I heard there will be street performers performing in the evening."
Shi Yanchen was busy eating mutton hotpot and nodded when he heard this.
At this time, a cheerful Sichuan opera gong and drum sound came from outside the box, and an artist wearing a painted mask flashed in, with the fan in his hand flying to the rhythm.
Shi Yanchen frowned slightly, seeming a little unhappy with this sudden interruption.
But when he saw Pei Song staring at the performance with sparkling eyes, his eyes softened and he picked up the teacup calmly.
The artist's performance was smooth and flowing. With a turn, the mask instantly changed into the ferocious face of a judge; with another turn, the green face and fangs turned into a fair face with a smile.
"What's the mechanism here?" Shi Yanchen put down his chopsticks and showed a rare curiosity.
The light brown eyes followed the artist's every move intently, as if trying to figure out the trick.
Pei Song couldn't help but laugh when he saw how serious he was: "This is a unique skill. You can't crack it without a disciple."
Before he finished speaking, the artist suddenly moved closer to Shi Yanchen, and the red-faced Guan Gong on the mask looked majestic.
Shi Yanchen remained calm, instead he moved closer to observe the details of the mask, like a dedicated science and engineering man.