Chapter 43

Wei Ge didn't remember how he got home. He didn't know if it was because his tense nerves of the past few days finally had a chance to relax after the exam, or if the sound of the fireworks was too similar to the white noise he listened to every night to fall asleep, or if it was because he felt too safe being with Xing Zhao.

In short, he fell asleep. He dreamed that he was on a small boat, floating on the river, the wind blowing on his face, and finally the whole world was quiet.

Wei Ge slept for a long time, until he turned over in the soft big bed and opened his eyes in the dark room.

The curtains in the room blocked out the sunlight so much that I thought it was still night, but when I took out my phone, I saw it was already noon.

I slept for at least twelve hours, which can be considered as making up for the sleep I missed in the past few days.

Wei Ge got out of bed and prepared to open the curtains. When his feet touched the ground, he didn't find his slippers, but instead bumped into a cardboard box. He leaned forward and felt something cold.

If the decoration of the room hadn't been so familiar, Wei Ge would have thought he was somewhere else.

He tried several times before finally touching the wooden floor with his feet. He leaned forward and opened the curtains, and everything in the room appeared in an instant.

Half of Wei Ge's house is filled with "The Time Eater" peripherals, from the first season to the third season, from Alec action figures to oversized plush pillows, and even a box filled with key chains and badges of all the characters.

What's going on? Did the restaurant we dined at yesterday draw him as a lucky patron? They sent a gift to his house.

That’s not right. I didn’t leave any contact information when I bought the ticket yesterday. How do I know where his house is?

"The Food Bureau is ARKI's anime..."

Wei Ge's body stiffened, and the correct answer appeared in his mind. He was so focused on buying the joint product yesterday that he completely forgot that this anime was produced by Xing Zhao's company.

Telling your boss that you like collaborations is equivalent to implying that your boss should put all the collaborations into your pocket.

That’s not what I meant.

And doesn't Xing Zhao have a vest? He just moved everything in like this. Logically, Wei Ge should also ask what's going on. Otherwise, it would be too revealing to accept it too quickly.

There is a feeling of helplessness in knowing someone's secret but still having to help them hide it.

Wei Ge took a deep breath to calm himself down, then rushed out of the room, shouting "Uncle Xing!" after spending his entire life acting skills.

Xing Zhao, wearing an apron, peeked over from downstairs.

It seems that he has become more and more fond of cooking recently. The aunt at home has mentioned this to Lao Qin and is worried that she may be laid off soon. Mr. Xing feels that his own cooking is not delicious, so he cooks by himself.

"Awake?" Xing Zhao looked at Wei Ge on the steps with a spatula in his hand.

Wei Ge used all his acting skills, "Did you give me the peripherals in the room? I love 'The Food Bureau' the most!"

"As long as you like it, I'm glad. My friend happens to be in charge of peripheral collaborations at ARKI. These are the samples the company gave him a while ago. Yesterday, I heard that you liked them too, so I asked him to send them all over."

I have a friend.

The old saying is true. Generally speaking, when you mention friends, you know that things are not simple.

"Thank you, Uncle Xing. I like it very much. Thank you to your friend for me, too."

Xing Zhao brought all the dishes to the table, walked up to Wei Ge and touched his head.

"You're welcome. Making you happy is what I should do."

Wei Ge's face turned red at Xing Zhao's sudden "love talk", and she felt powerless as if she was being teased by a straight man.

"Eat, I'm so hungry." Wei Ge sat down at the table, picked up his chopsticks and looked around. "So many delicious foods to eat so early in the morning."

Xing Zhao turned his head and glanced at the clock on the watch.

"Well, you really shouldn't eat so much right after getting up." Xing Zhao turned around, put on gloves, and took down the casserole that had just been turned off the fire. "I made porridge for you. You can also have porridge."

So comprehensive.

Wei Ge scooped a bowl of porridge with a spoon and handed it to Xing Zhao first, "Uncle, drink first."

Xing Zhao was stunned for a moment, then took the porridge from Wei Ge's hand, a smile hard to hide on the corner of his mouth.

The child is so sensible that he feels sorry for his uncle who has been busy all afternoon and lets him drink first.

If there were onlookers seeing Xing Zhao at this moment, they would probably be thinking that although Wei Ge doesn't work, he has high emotional intelligence.

Xing Zhao was only relieved that his child had grown up and that he had his uncle.

Wei Ge sat opposite Xing Zhao and drank his porridge quietly. The dishes Xing Zhao cooked always suited his taste.

To capture Wei Ge’s heart, you must first capture his stomach.

Xing Zhao seemed to have reversed the order.

He first captured Wei Ge's heart and then captured Wei Ge's stomach.

Xing Zhao's phone on the table vibrated a few times. He picked it up and saw the message from Ji Zeyu.

[Ji Zeyu]: Old Xing, do you want to go out and play tonight? Bring the kids with you. It’s a pure green and pollution-free place.

Xing Zhao frowned, looked up at Wei Ge, and hesitated.

I feel that Ji Zeyu is not a serious guy, and I am afraid that being with him will corrupt Wei Ge.

The phone vibrated again.

[Ji Zeyu]: Actually, I needed his help with something, so I asked Brother Xing Zhao for help.

I got goosebumps and felt like punching Ji Zeyu on the nose so that he would never be able to slide down the slide again in his life.

However, Ji Zeyu rarely asked Xing Zhao for help, so maybe this time there was something really important.

"Are you free tonight?" Xing Zhao put down his spoon and looked up at Wei Ge who was wolfing down his meal across from him.

Wei Ge seemed to have gained weight recently, which meant that he was very satisfied with his cooking skills. Xing Zhao was happy, but Xing Zhao didn't say anything.

"I have time, what's wrong?" Wei Ge looked up and blinked his eyes at Xing Zhao opposite him.

"I'll take you to meet my friend tonight. He said he wants to see you for something. If you don't want to go, I can refuse him."

"Can!"

Wei Ge answered almost instantly. As a male college student who had just finished an exam and was eager to relax, he certainly didn't want to miss any activity.

"Where are we going to play?" Wei Ge asked, "No...what can I do for you?"

If he accidentally said what he was thinking, wouldn't Xing Zhao think he was particularly playful?

"I don't know. If it gets difficult, just refuse directly. They're good friends, so it's okay to refuse."

Wei Ge nodded, still feeling a little nervous, as this seemed to be the first time Wei Ge met Xing Zhao's friends.

If Shen Che is Xing Zhao's assistant, Shan Jiekou is Xing Zhao's partner.

The friend I am going to meet today should be a very important person to Xing Zhao.

I heard from Lao Wei before that Xing Zhao has a childhood friend. I wonder if it’s the one tonight. With Xing Zhao’s personality, maybe his friend is also the introverted type.

Wei Ge returned to the room and spent an hour tidying up the surroundings. All the things that could be displayed or hung outside were spread throughout the room, and the rest were placed in his studio and cabinets.

For example, the human-shaped stand.

If you put it in the room, you will be scared in your dreams in the middle of the night.

After cleaning up, Xing Zhao took a shower, dressed up in front of the mirror, and picked out an outfit that looked the least childish.

Xing Zhao’s friends should also be engaged in business like Xing Zhao.

Maybe he is also a business expert who wears a white shirt under a black suit and tie.

Maybe he is also the president of the company.

Thinking of this, Wei Ge picked out a white short-sleeved shirt without any prints, a pair of dark blue jeans, and a pair of black and white canvas shoes.

This was the most mature outfit he could think of. After all, there were no prints or patterns on it, so it wouldn't be too out of place at the business dinner later.

The party was set in a private room of an Italian restaurant. The three of them decided to meet at 7 o'clock in the evening. Xing Zhao drove Wei Ge to the restaurant.

Xing Zhao kept looking at Wei Ge's outfit all the way, which made Wei Ge's scalp tingle.

"What's wrong? There's something on my face."

"I feel like my outfit today is a little strange."

"What's strange about that?"

"There are no puppies, bear cubs, dinosaurs, or sharks on it."

Wei Ge clenched his clothes and blushed for some reason.

Xing Zhao has indeed studied his dressing style very thoroughly, which makes people feel an inexplicable sense of shame.

"Aren't you meeting friends? You should dress more appropriately."

"Actually, no, it doesn't need to be decent." Xing Zhao answered after a moment of hesitation.

Wei Ge thought that it was because the person he was going to meet had such a good relationship with Xing Zhao that there was no need to be too formal.

It was not until he pushed open the door of the private room that Wei Ge saw Ji Zeyu wearing a light pink shirt with large flowers, white shorts, and a pair of fluorescent sneakers.

Walking peacock.

It's a bit scary.

"Old Xing! Little boy! Here, here, here!"

Ji Zeyu saw Wei Ge and Xing Zhao's eyes shining and they shook their hands above their heads again and again.

Wei Ge felt that there was nothing wrong with wearing pajamas to the event, because Ji Zeyu's outfit was so eye-catching that he didn't even care what Wei Ge was wearing.

"This is Ji Zeyu, my childhood friend. You can just call him Uncle Ji." Xing Zhao led Ji Zeyu to Wei Ge and introduced him. Before Wei Ge could speak, Ji Zeyu protested.

"No, no, no, I'm not like your Uncle Xing." Ji Zeyu said with dissatisfaction, "You can call me brother or younger brother, but don't call me uncle. I'd rather be the younger one than the older one!"

But to be honest, Ji Zeyu also looks young. Although Xing Zhao doesn't look old either, Xing Zhao's dress tends to be mature, so people always feel that he is of similar age.

Maybe rich people’s faces are full of collagen, and Ji Zeyu himself dresses too “fashionably”, which makes him look younger.

"Hello, Brother Yu, my name is Wei Ge." Wei Ge stretched out his hand, and Ji Zeyu quickly shook it forward.

The three of them sat down and the waiter handed over the menu. Wei Ge took a look and saw that the menu was almost entirely in Italian, which Wei Ge didn't understand. However, the expressions of the two men next to him were natural.

"Fish and chips, pistachio macaroni and cheese, and classic Margherita pizza?" Xing Zhao leaned over to Wei Ge's ear and whispered. Wei Ge nodded and responded softly.

Ji Zeyu on the opposite side covered his face with the menu, but his eyes never left Xing Zhao.

It wasn't until Xing Zhao finished ordering the dishes that he looked up and met Ji Zeyu's gaze.

"What are you looking at? What do you want to order?"

Ji Zeyu immediately closed the menu and casually mentioned a few dishes that he usually ordered and that everyone liked. He then looked at the two people opposite him with his chin resting on his arm and a playful smile.

"Uncle Xing, I think you are so gentle." Ji Zeyu looked at Xing Zhao with a shy look, his voice deliberately artificial.

He knew that Xing Zhao would never hit anyone in front of children. This was one of the few opportunities for him to be a jerk without getting beaten.

Wei Ge turned his head cautiously and glanced at Xing Zhao, whose face was as black as charcoal at this moment.

Having a bad premonition, Wei Ge quickly observed Ji Zeyu's expression and picked up the water cup beside him to pour water for him to change the subject.

"Brother Yu, I heard that you have something you want me to do?"