Chapter 32: The World of the Rich 3: The Expression of Those in Lower Positions, the Posture of Those in Higher Positions...
His self-recommendation was almost naked, as if he had no self-respect at all, but his expression was playful, so that the discount he said was like a cheap sale, and to others it sounded like a condescending charity.
Those in lower positions express themselves, while those in higher positions show their attitude.
Chen Ci said nothing, only silently scrutinizing the boy who suddenly appeared beside him, from his appearance to his soul. He tried to peek into the boy's playful smile to see his true intentions and figure out what he wanted from him, just like every other person who approached him before.
But unfortunately, he couldn't see anything.
The boy who allowed him to look at him openly had no trace of worldly desire in his eyes, whether it was money or sex...
His skin was still burning hot, and his Adam's apple, which kept sliding up and down, silently indicated the heat in his body. If it were someone else, even Shen Ci himself half an hour ago, they would have lost their minds under such a strong drug effect.
But there was always clarity in the boy's eyes.
He even had time to predict the behavior of Li Yanze and his group and muted his phone in the bathroom in advance.
Is such a person... really just Li Yanze's lover?
Shen Ci didn’t quite believe it.
But because the boy had helped him before and was very conscious of not crossing the line, Shen Ci did not intend to investigate the reason why the other party appeared here.
But later on, there was no need for them to meet.
Chen Ci has no interest in stealing other people's girls, even if the boy is just a lover.
Slowly withdrawing his fingertips, Shen Ci took a step back and released the circle around Chu Sicheng.
"I don't need it."
He answered Chu Sicheng's previous question without looking at him again.
This deliberate neglect made Chu Sicheng raise his eyebrows unconsciously.
He watched the man lower his head to adjust the belt of his bathrobe, then turned and walked towards the door.
"I've booked this room for a week. You can stay here until Li Yanze relaxes his guard."
But after a week, he will no longer care about the cost of this room, just like the boy himself, it will be crossed out from his schedule along with the room.
The glass door opened and then slowly closed. During this time, Shen Ci never looked back.
Then, with a "click", the bathroom door was closed.
The lights, the sound of water, Chu Sicheng, and all the beauty and uncontrollable desire in the room were locked back in.
Shen Ci took off the soft and comfortable bathrobe on his body, then reached out and picked up the formal clothes that the assistant had just handed over, and slowly put them on his body one by one.
He's already lost control once tonight.
Shen Ci thought, this is enough.
He wouldn't allow himself to lose control a second time.
The last button on the white shirt was buttoned, and Shen Ci turned and walked towards the entrance. After opening the door again, he became the serious, always calm and self-controlled eldest son of the Shen family again.
"Boss Shen!" the assistant standing behind the door said respectfully.
"Let's go, cancel these two days of vacation."
Shen Ci was adjusting his watch, and when he thought of something, he added, “But you don’t have to cancel this room. Go to the front desk later and check all the services I didn’t want before.”
“…Okay, Mr. Shen!”
The assistant reacted immediately and lowered his head in response.
But when he followed Shen Ci towards the elevator and passed by the door of the VIP room, he couldn't help but look up at the door panel.
Service remains the same...
So, there's someone inside, right?!
Could it be that his boss has also started following the example of those people in the industry and started raising canaries?!
At this moment, the assistant, who felt like he had eaten an incredible melon, wanted to pry open the door to see who was inside who could make his family become a Buddha at any time and have worldly thoughts about the boss who only cared about his work!
But at this time, the boss was right next to him and he had the desire but not the courage to do it. He could only suppress his excitement. After Shen Ci left, he ran to the front desk and added all the services that Shen Ci had cancelled before.
Considering that this might be the other party's first time, he also asked the front desk to prepare some extra blood-replenishing and nourishing meals tomorrow, as well as some ointments that could be used for the first time.
The assistant who had arranged 3601 clearly walked out of the hotel, each step filled with pride.
intimate!
That’s so thoughtful!
Is there any other assistant in the world as considerate as him? No!
The young assistant adjusted his tie proudly, waiting for the little canary to praise his boss for his meticulous arrangements and to welcome his bright future of promotion and salary increase.
However, when Chu Sicheng woke up the next morning, he looked at the cart of red dates, bird's nests, and wolfberries, as well as a thousand-year-old ginseng mentioned by the waiter... He felt like he was about to bleed from his nose before he even started eating.
"What does this mean?" He stretched out his hand and picked up a small tube of ointment from the box on the second layer of the cart. After seeing the three big words "Hu Ju Shuang" on it, his brain, which was originally full of complaints, was reduced to only six points.
"Ah! This is specially prepared for you by Mr. Shen,"
The waiter might be color blind, so he couldn't understand Chu Sicheng's expression at all, and said happily:
"Don't worry, this is an ointment that has been praised by our customers. It works quickly and effectively. In just one day, you can bloom again!"
“…”
Let him bloom?
OK.
Very good.
Chu Sicheng looked at the ointment in his hand and smiled meaningfully, then stuffed it into the small black bag he was going to take away.
As for the bird's nest, wolfberry, and unknown brown sugar water on the table, Chu Sicheng asked them to remove them and replace them with a normal breakfast.
Biting into the hot braised pork buns fresh from the pot, Chu Sicheng glanced at the motionless task progress bar and finally remembered that he had muted his phone last night.
Reaching out from under the pillow and pulling out his hot, broken phone, Chu Sicheng unlocked the screen. The next second, he was so overwhelmed by the crazy influx of missed calls and messages that the screen was stuck and he couldn't even open it.
This kind of grand event that pushed Chu Sicheng's phone towards explosion could not have been caused by Li Yanze alone.
After all, as a domineering boss, he still has to maintain his dignity and self-respect. Facing a canary that needs his support, there is no way he would do such an extremely humble act as madly calling until Chu Sicheng answered.
Chu Sicheng checked and found that, including the call last night to verify whether he was in the room, Li Yanze had called him three times and sent him two messages.
As for the other news that almost made his phone card explode, it came from his alcoholic father, his younger siblings who were in school, and his mother who was sick and stayed up late at night.
Chu Sicheng tapped the screen lightly with his fingertips, looked at the incoming call prompt that popped up on the screen again, his eyes flickered twice, and then he clicked to answer.
Then, before Chu Sicheng could speak, a sharp shout came from the other end of the phone.
"Song Le'an, you still remember to answer the phone!"
“…”
Chu Sicheng took the phone away from his ear and confirmed the note on it. It was indeed his younger brother.
So, who said that the protagonist's younger brother can be so rude to the protagonist?
Chu Sicheng rubbed his ears, feeling like he was about to be deafened by the other party's shouting.
He didn't speak.
However, the person on the other end obviously had no intention of listening to him. After questioning why Chu Sicheng didn't answer the phone, he immediately turned the topic to himself.
"I have no control over what you did yesterday, but since you're on the phone now, transfer 10,000 yuan to me. I need it urgently! Also, after you transfer it, go ask Mr. Li why the credit card he gave me suddenly stopped working."
Song Leming stood at the front desk of the magnificent restaurant, tapping the table in front of him with a credit card that had suddenly expired in one hand, and with the other hand, he was holding the latest model of Apple mobile phone and typing madly at the boy on the other end of the phone.
"By the way, what on earth have you done? Le Mei just called me and said she couldn't get in touch with you, and Mom's medical expenses have all been stopped. Do you know anything about this? Did you do something to offend Mr. Li?"
"If you ask me, Song Le'an, you have to think about your own worth. If you and Mr. Li really have a conflict, no matter whether it is your fault or not, you should admit it immediately. Who do we rely on to survive as a family now? Don't you have any idea?"
Song Leming's lecture on Song Le'an was very logical and logical. His words and actions implied that Song Le'an should not be ungrateful and should quickly kneel down and apologize to Li Yanze.
Chu Sicheng listened for a while, changed the word "brother" on the phone to "parasitic maggot", and then interrupted the other party's father-like flattery teaching,
"I just checked, and there's only 200 in my WeChat wallet."
In fact, there should have been another 500 yuan, but Song Le'an skipped work last night, so the 500 yuan salary was gone.
This is the first time he plays such a poor protagonist.
Even Ryan in the previous world, although he came from a garbage planet, he could go anywhere for free after he became a male insect. In addition, Alex later transferred the assets directly to his name. It has been a long time since Chu Sicheng saw zeros that were so easy to count.
He felt that his pockets were a little short, and Song Leming, who asked for ten thousand yuan, felt that the money was even less.
Chu Sicheng heard him exclaim in shock, "Two hundred yuan?! Two hundred yuan is useless. I need ten thousand now! What can I do with two hundred yuan? I can hardly survive with two hundred yuan. I tell you, Song..."
“It’s hard to live…”
Before Song Leming could finish his words, Chu Sicheng interrupted him and said:
"Then go to hell."
The boy spoke softly, sounding exactly the same as before, even more gentle.
But what he said was,
"I think what you said is quite right. You're relying on someone for your living right now, so you'd better know who you are."
Chu Sicheng spoke slowly, word by word, and although his tone was very gentle, it was like a huge rock hitting Song Leming, making him stand there in a daze, unable to move for a long time.
"you……"
After a while, he found his voice again, "What do you mean?"
"What a stupid pig you are! Can't you understand what people say?"
Chu Sicheng sighed,
"Unfortunately, I don't have a penchant for playing the piano for pigs, so if you don't understand, go to hell."
No matter how you go around, you can't get around the word death.
Song Leming, who had reacted, was furious at Chu Sicheng's words.
"After all, you just don't want to pay, right?"
"Why should I give you money?"
Chu Sicheng smiled, "I'm neither your father nor your mother, so why should I give you money?"
"you!"
"Me what?"
Chu Sicheng said slowly: "Did I give you too much money before, making you forget who you are?"
On the big white bed, the boy leaned back on the soft headboard. Everything around him was expensive and gorgeous. Even the pillow he was using at his waist cost at least five figures.
In a room like this, the cheapest things should be the clothes in the washing machine and the exploding mobile phone worth a few hundred dollars in his hand.
Is it funny?
Li Yanze's lover, who controls almost one-third of Beijing's economy, uses a cheap, cheap cell phone worth only a few hundred yuan.
You know, the dog tag on the neck of the dog raised in Li Yanze's home is a high-end custom-made one worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.
A domineering boss who is so generous to his dog will never let him live like he just crawled out of the slums no matter how badly he treats his lover.
So where is Song Lean’s money?
Where did you go?
Chu Sicheng lowered his eyes and looked at the notes on his phone, and couldn't help but sneered.
So, what did the family who would rather mistreat themselves than support the protagonist give to him?
contempt?
Disdain?
Come when called and go when dismissed?
When giving becomes a habit, no one will take it seriously anymore.
Whether it is the giver or the one being given.
Song Le'an is the former, his family is the latter, and Chu Sicheng is neither.
He has no regard for family affection and no sense of morality.
So, no matter how frustrated and furious Song Leming was on the phone, Chu Sicheng only had one sentence,
"Then go to hell."
Li Yanze tried to threaten him with his family and force him to kneel down and bow his head. He was really naive.
Chu Sicheng hung up the phone and then turned off his phone to cut off all contact with the outside world. He stayed in the hotel all day eating, drinking and having fun, and didn't care about the ups and downs in the outside world.
"You said no one has ever come out of that room?"
In the dim office, Li Yanze listened to his assistant's report with a gloomy face.
"What about Song Le'an? Is there any news about him?"
"……No,"
As the air pressure around him suddenly dropped, the assistant couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and then he said cautiously:
"According to a private investigator's investigation, he hasn't returned to school recently and hasn't attended classes for three days."
So, such a grown-up person just disappeared out of thin air?!
How is that possible!
Li Yanze frowned and looked at his phone which had been silent for several days. His stomach, which had finally recovered, seemed to start to ache again after the long silence.
"Song Le'an..."
He murmured unconsciously, and at the same time, his fingers unconsciously reached for his phone, unlocked the screen, opened the address book, and scrolled down to the page with S...
His dark eyes were fixed on the extremely hateful name above, his fingertips trembled slightly, and then he accidentally dialed the number.
“!”
Li Yanze subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a "beep" sound from Kong Li's voice.
It’s not the previous “The number you dialed is powered off”…
The call is connected!
Li Yanze's fingertips pressing the hang-up button paused unconsciously.
Meanwhile, on the other side, in a luxurious and spacious hotel room, Chu Sicheng looked at the silver-white custom-made mobile phone in his hand that had just been inserted with a card, his eyes flickered slightly, and then he looked up to confirm with the hotel housekeeper.
"You mean, Mr. Shen extended this room for another week, right?"
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