Long Heng 99

Early in the morning on the day of the shoot, Zheng Cheng was yawning in the office, confirming the menu sent by Hu Hanyu.

Unexpectedly, I received a WeChat message from him the day before the shooting, and Xiao Ming hadn't even thought of reminding him.

[Eat and drink lavishly: I've gone through the menu. You can try these dishes tomorrow.]

[Getting ahead of others: You take it very seriously]

[Eating and drinking: Of course, see you tomorrow~ [Guinea pig waves]]

Wow, why is a grown man pretending to be cute? It makes me angry just watching him.

"Someone finally put anti-collision coverings on the corners of the tables in the tea room, although they're a bit crude." Xiao Ming brought over a pot of tea and Dingsheng cake and placed them on Zheng Cheng's desk.

"Why did you put it right in the middle? I'm looking at the menu." Zheng Cheng said disdainfully.

"Don't pretend, brother. You only come here a few times a year and you just sit on the sofa. If I don't wipe the dust off the table, you can write on it." Xiao Ming poured him some tea. "Come on, the jasmine tea that Miss Sisi brought last time is so fragrant."

Zheng Cheng took a sip and laughed secretly: Isn't this the Nine-scented Jasmine White Hair that Zheng Yuan had stockpiled himself, and she stole it out again.

"Next time, use a glass cup to brew green tea and white tea, and a tea bowl to brew oolong tea." Although he was still educating Xiao Ming, the combination of good tea and snacks had already made Zheng Cheng feel much better.

Hu Hanyu's selection of dishes was excellent: cold dishes, sashimi, vinegar dishes, fried dishes, grilled dishes, a main course, two soups, and dessert—a complete banquet. Zheng Cheng looked around and saw nothing needed to be changed. He finished his tea and set off.

This time we chose the Japanese restaurant "Rin", which is located on the top floor of the high-end shopping mall Longheng 99 on Nanjiang West Road.

"He looks so nonchalant, but I didn't expect him to be so serious." Xiao Ming was still wandering around in the basement when he received another message from Hu Hanyu, saying that he was already waiting for him on the first floor of the mall.

"The Hiruko has been here too long and has picked up some capitalist habits." Zheng Cheng was still unforgiving. "Let me go. I'll go find him first."

"Okay, this floor looks full. I'll go look on the next floor."

There must be an event going on at the luxury store on the first floor today, so there were a lot of people. However, Hu Hanyu wasn't hard to find in the crowd; he was the tallest one in all black. I saw him before I even walked in, and he smiled at me from a distance.

What’s the big deal about being tall?

It's quite impressive, but before meeting him, Zheng Cheng's height was outstanding among the young masters in Shanghai, but now he has been outshone.

"Good afternoon." Hu Hanyu took two steps towards him and nodded. "Come here from the company this morning?"

"Well, Xiao Ming is parking the car. Let's go up first." Zheng Cheng was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. "Take the direct bus. There are too many people on the first floor, making me dizzy."

Zheng Cheng is a regular customer at Longheng 99. All the luxury goods store clerks on the first floor know him. If he is seen, several store managers will rush to pay for him. The thought of it makes him annoyed, so he tries to avoid him whenever possible.

Few people knew about the direct elevator in the northwest corner, and it was exclusively for the two of them.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Hu Hanyu walked into the corner before him and stood there. Zheng Cheng clicked his tongue and went in to stand in another corner.

The door is closed.

silence.

…

"Don't you want to press the elevator button?" Hu Hanyu asked.

"I pressed it?" Zheng Cheng stared at him with eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Oh~" Hu Hanyu finally reacted. He walked across the elevator to the panel and pressed the button, then turned his head to look at him.

"You're quite arrogant, young master." Hu Hanyu added with a smile.

"Don't call me Young Master." Zheng Cheng's face darkened.

The elevator slowly rose and the ceiling light flickered.

"What's his name? Boss Zheng?" Hu Hanyu asked.

"You're not allowed to call me boss! You're too old."

I was just about to praise him for his good menu selection, forget it!

"What is that called?" Hu Hanyu asked him with a smile, leaning against the car.

"Think about it yourself. If you call me the wrong name again, I'll..."

boom!

The most violent vibrations he had ever experienced forced Zheng Cheng to cling to the car wall. Sparks from the ceiling made him close his eyes, and when he opened them again, the entire car was plunged into silent darkness.

tinnitus.

"Hello, the elevator suddenly stopped just now... Yes, there are two people... Okay. We probably need..." Hu Hanyu was saying something in front of the panel, but Zheng Cheng couldn't hear clearly because of tinnitus.

He tried to ask, but found he couldn't move.

The darkness was like a giant net, trapping him in place in a warehouse so crowded that he couldn't even turn around.

This is not good. I just experienced this familiar feeling last week.

"There's a power outage. Wait for someone to come." Hu Hanyu's voice came from far away.

He wanted to answer, wanted to move with an air of calmness, but despite all his strength, his hands pressed against his sides only trembled.

"Did you hear me? Are you scared, Master?"

Don’t call me young master!

A hand suddenly pressed down on Zheng Cheng's throat, and the back of his head hit the metal wall with a dull sound.

"Beg for mercy, if you beg for mercy I'll let you have a bite." Several people laughed. The smell of cheap oil and fish was nauseating.

Zheng Cheng's throat hummed with the sound of air being squeezed, and his teeth chattered uncontrollably.

"You're quite arrogant, young master." Someone sneered, their breath smelt of cigarettes passing over Zheng Cheng's nose. The cat food can was thrown to the ground, splashing juice everywhere. "Starve for a few more days."

"Let me go... home..." Zheng Cheng uttered a few words with difficulty, which caused another burst of laughter.

What's so funny about wanting to go home? I'm not begging for mercy, I'm just ordering you!

"I want to go home... take me home..." He was very angry and kept repeating.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, let's go home." A voice came in, a voice that he didn't remember.

The man's voice was deep and gentle, yet full of power. It reminded Zheng Cheng of the rattan rocking chair in the Zheng Mansion. It was just the right size for him to curl up in for a nap. As it rocked, Aunt Zhang fanned him and patted his back...

"Go home, it's okay, I'll take you home."

Zheng Cheng gradually regained consciousness, but the pats on his back didn't lessen in the slightest. His face rested on something softer than a rattan chair, emitting a pleasant, delicate fragrance of bamboo leaves.

"Zheng Cheng?"

The male voice he heard in the hallucination came clearly into his ears, and he recognized it as Hu Hanyu.

Is it Hu Hanyu? !

He struggled to figure out what was going on, but found himself trapped. The person who was trapping him tightened their arms, preventing him from moving.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, don't be afraid." Hu Hanyu stroked his back and said on his head.

"Who's scared? Let me go!" Zheng Cheng pushed him with great effort. How come this man was so strong!

The person opposite him immediately let go, and Zheng Cheng, who was about to struggle hard, almost fell to the side. He could only hold the person's arm again awkwardly.

"Do you have...claustrophobia?" Hu Hanyu let him hold on and didn't move.

"No, it's none of your business." The elevator was still pitch black. Zheng Cheng let go of him and tried to catch his breath. His heartbeat was like a drum, shaking him uncomfortably, and his hands were shaking uncontrollably. He tried to keep himself steady, relying only on the support of his back.

"Someone should be here. I heard some noise in the elevator shaft." Hu Hanyu supported him with his weak hands. Zheng Cheng could still feel his gaze in the darkness.

"Longheng's elevator could also have problems. I'll go back and tell my dad and call their president to change the elevator maintenance supplier." Zheng Cheng said angrily.

The people beside him chuckled: "As expected of the third young master of the Zheng family."

I wonder if Hu Hanyu can feel the titanium alloy line of sight scanning towards him.

There was another vibration, and the lights in the elevator flashed a few times before Zheng Cheng blinked a few times before slowly adjusting to the light. When he opened his eyes, he saw Hu Hanyu's arms protecting him.

"What are you doing?" The titanium alloy sight shot out.

Hu Hanyu then withdrew his arm, lowered his head and coughed lightly: "It's a conditioned reflex."

"...I'll be fine as long as the lights are on." Zheng Cheng's tone softened a little.

"Oh, so you're afraid of the dark?"

Why would a 20-year-old man be afraid of the dark?

Just as I was about to scold him, the elevator door opened.

The lobby manager and the security captain were standing at the door, about to apologize, but when they saw Zheng Cheng, they were so scared that they almost knelt down: "Mr. Cheng Cheng Cheng...how did you run into me?"

Just as he was about to get angry at Hu Hanyu, Zheng Cheng's expression became interesting. The lobby manager's face was so pale that it seemed as if he was the one in the elevator just now.

It took them a long time to explain that the weather was too hot and a motor on the top floor tripped, which happened to be Zheng Cheng's elevator.

"I'm so sorry! All your purchases at this mall today are free. I know you don't care about this small amount of money, but this is just a small apology. Just a small apology."

You are so arrogant. You can vent your anger by spending money. It’s too easy for you, Zheng Cheng sneered.

"My mood today is completely ruined. I don't want to spend money here." Zheng Cheng glanced at the people around him, "How about you? Are you still eating?"

Hanyu shook his head: "No more eating, let's go home."

"Then we'll be leaving. You should report today's accident to your superiors and wait for the board of directors to make a decision." Zheng Cheng glared at them seriously and took another elevator to go to the basement.

Hu Hanyu must have been really scared by him. He held the door of the elevator and helped him press the floor button. After that, he stood next to him.

"Do you want to eat something? It's time for dinner now." Hanyu asked.

"No, it usually takes me a long time to have an appetite after an attack." Zheng Cheng said it casually, then realized that he had let the cat out of the bag.

What was going on? He was always very careful around strangers. He didn't know how to explain it. Fortunately, Hu Hanyu didn't ask any further questions, just looked at him in silence.

"Pretend today's incident never happened, and don't tell anyone about it." He calmed down and said, "Tell Xiao Ming that it was an elevator malfunction. I'm not in the mood to take pictures anymore."

"I understand." Hu Hanyu nodded.

Xiao Ming drove the car out of the parking lot and was shocked to hear about the elevator incident. He cautiously asked Zheng Cheng if he was okay.

"Something's wrong, of course something's wrong, I'm so angry." Zheng Cheng got into the car and shouted angrily.

I greeted Hu Hanyu and saw that he was still standing there.

"Where's your car? It's not on this floor?" Zheng Cheng asked.

Hu Hanyu then smiled and said, "I came here by subway."

"Then get in the car! I'll take you home." Zheng Cheng opened the car door.

They rescheduled the shooting time, but Hanyu had other things to do this week, so he could only come next week.

"This week we will sort out the inventory and then promote the Little Green Book and that's it." Opening the Little Green Book account, I saw that the likes and collections already had 99+, and there were fifty or sixty comments.

It seems that the traffic is indeed good. Zheng Cheng picked out a few satisfactory selfies, edited them with literary titles and posted them out.

There was nothing left to do this week, so he asked Xiao Ming to go back and have a good rest.

"It's okay, Brother Cheng, I don't have anything else to do. I can stay with you in the living room." Xiao Ming was a little worried when he saw that he was in poor spirits on the way back.