Chapter 50 Chapter 50 "You NPC? As soon as I get close to you...
In the silence, Qin Du suddenly spoke:
"So, just hold me forever, and that's all?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
Qin Du laughed out loud, laughing at his own stupidity for having such high expectations for Liu Jingheng's answer.
He tilted his head, held Liu Jingheng's head with his neck, and whispered:
"Tell me more about the orphanage."
Liu Jingheng: "Okay."
He leaned on Qin Du's neck, spoke a sentence, and then stopped to think for three minutes. Qin Du did not rush him and did not say a word. He listened to him slowly talk about how he was abandoned by his parents at the door of the orphanage, and saw the benefactor of his life after opening his eyes. Later, he left the orphanage at the age of fifteen, and did odd jobs everywhere, changing jobs and residences countless times during this period.
But he concealed the fact that he had congenital heart disease.
He was still a little worried. He believed that the vow his parents made to raise him well when they gave birth to him was true, but it was also true that they wanted to abandon him to save themselves because they could no longer afford his medical expenses.
And, he was a little scared.
Will Qin Du also take off his oxygen mask?
Just pick it before it is released.
Now I feel a little unwilling.
The clock struck three, and Liu Jingheng yawned loudly.
Qin Du leaned over to help him fasten his seat belt. At the end of the story, the only sentence he said was "I'm going home" as a final farewell.
Halfway through, Liu Jingheng suddenly woke up.
That’s right.
He quietly looked at Qin Du's left shoulder.
There, there was a stain of butter and dried tears.
Liu Jingheng pursed her lips and looked away vaguely.
*
Liu Jingheng had ruined Qin Du's shirt, and even though he was on guard, Qin Du still found out.
The next morning, Liu Jingheng stood in front of the sink, scrubbing the stains on his shirt diligently because Qin Du threatened him and asked him to be responsible for his shirt.
Qin Du tidied his clothes and went to the company. When he passed by the public restroom, he saw Liu Jingheng standing in the dim light with a hunched back. She rubbed her clothes and stopped to think for a long time.
"What are you washing?" Qin Du asked.
Liu Jingheng fished out the wet shirt from the water. It was wrinkled like a rag left overnight.
Qin Du: "..."
"Are you taking revenge on me?" He asked this question from the bottom of his soul.
Liu Jingheng stopped what she was doing and said, "Let me clean it up."
Qin Du opened his mouth, and finally all his words came together in a smile.
This shirt cannot be washed; it has to be dry-cleaned.
But this cannot be blamed on Liu Jingheng. It was my fault for not making it clear in advance.
Seeing that Liu Jingheng was working so hard, the stains on his clothes did not decrease at all, but spread even wider. Qin Du was no longer in a hurry to go to the company. He simply stood beside him and admired his majestic posture as he washed clothes.
Liu Jingheng felt a prickling sensation all over her body when he looked at her, and couldn't help but ask, "Don't you have to go to work?"
Qin Du asked back: "Don't you have to go to work? It's already nine o'clock."
"Oh, that's right." Liu Jingheng woke up as if from a dream, wiped her wet hands on her clothes, turned around and left the bathroom, combed her hair and dressed to go to work.
Qin Du tidied up his shirt, which had completely turned into a rag, walked out of the bathroom, and caught a glimpse of the sculpture at the end of the corridor.
Liu Jingheng was ready to go, holding a cloth bag for her lunch box at work. She was shrouded in gloom and motionless, like a robot with a broken program.
Qin Du turned his face away, lowered his head and chuckled.
"Aren't you almost late? Should I give you a ride?" he asked.
After a long while, Liu Jingheng finally showed some reaction, shaking her head again and again:
"I suddenly remembered that I was fired."
"Really?" Qin Du expected this. "Have you paid your wages?"
Liu Jingheng's voice trembled:
"No...no, they said I should be grateful if they didn't ask me to pay any compensation."
Only later did Liu Jingheng realize that she might have to face compensation for messing up the live broadcast.
Qin Du stared at him for a while: "That's it."
He glanced at his watch and said, "Take your time to reflect on this. I'm leaving now."
He turned around resolutely and strode away. As he went downstairs, Qin Du glanced at the end of the corridor. That silly kid was still standing under the dark clouds and heavy rain, so worried that tears were about to drip out of his eyes.
After Qin Du left, Liu Jingheng stood there for a long time, then sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, feeling worried.
Standing beside the busy gardener, worried—
With the glutinous rice climbing on his head, he was worried.
This matter was obviously beyond his understanding.
Until the cell phone rang, the ringtone was like a death prelude, each one more shrill than the last.
Caller ID: [Gu Chengfeng]
Liu Jingheng's eyes were dazed and lost focus.
If, I mean if, I borrow money from Qin Du to fill this big hole, is it feasible to pay it back with my body?
The phone kept ringing, and Liu Jingheng could even hear Gu Chengfeng on the other end of the line cursing him cruelly.
Although he is not very smart, he carries the shackles of morality on his shoulders. He picks up the phone, holds it farther away, and waits to face the storm.
"Liu Jingheng?" Gu Chengfeng's voice came from the other end of the phone. It was cold and arrogant, but not too fierce.
"Hello, I'm here..." Liu Jingheng said in a low voice.
"Come over tonight and leave tomorrow." Gu Chengfeng said briefly and hung up the phone.
Liu Jingheng:?
Through the agent, Liu Jingheng learned that although a serious accident occurred during the live broadcast last night, it did bring traffic and popularity to Gu Chengfeng. Just now, a big shot contacted the agent and said that he had a good script and wanted to meet Gu Chengfeng in person to discuss cooperation.
To put it bluntly, the reason why the agent wanted Liu Jingheng to go with him was to have more people to support Gu Chengfeng. With the agent and the company boss, the show was grand and the price would naturally be easier to negotiate.
Liu Jingheng asked her agent again: "What about my salary yesterday..."
"All you've learned in all these years of school is the word 'salary'? I haven't even settled yesterday's bill with you yet, how dare you ask for it? Did your mother catch you in a basin when she gave birth to you?"
"I heard it was a caesarean section..."
broker:"……"
"Anyway, if I don't see you tonight, you have to hand me every penny of the compensation offered by the brand you're promoting!"
Liu Jingheng hung up the phone and found Uncle Li:
"I won't be back for dinner tonight..."
*
At six o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Jingheng arrived at Gu Chengfeng's house.
In order to show off their skills, the company specially rented a Maybach as Gu Chengfeng's means of transportation for this trip.
In the car, Gu Chengfeng seemed to be in a good mood, looking at himself in the mirror and putting on makeup.
Liu Jingheng silently looked at his powdered and fake white face and breathed a sigh of relief.
Yesterday’s live broadcast was not as good as expected, but it was not as bad as expected. At least the girls who worked hard to invest in their looks would not be teased by straight men who pointed at the powder on their faces and said, “You have too many fans.”
In the front seat, the agent continued chattering:
"Xiao Gu, you have to know that when dealing with rich people like this, you have to be prepared to put your head on the line. Just try to make him happy, and I'll negotiate the price. So if you want to make money, control your temper."
Gu Chengfeng sneered: "You say too much. I understand the principle of saying one thing to one person and another to another, but you."
He glared at Liu Jingheng and said, "Shut up. Just do what I tell you to do. You can say this negotiation has nothing to do with you. Stop trying to make your presence felt."
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Okay."
He had no desire to show off in front of strangers, so he went over to see if there was anything delicious and packed some to bring back for Penny to improve her life.
For this reason, Liu Jingheng asked for a stack of plastic bags to put in his bag before leaving Qin's house. He was afraid that high-end hotels would charge for plastic bags.
The car passed through the main city avenue, and the scenery on both sides of the road changed from glittering high-rise buildings to low houses, then passed through a grove of tall redwood trees, and finally stopped in front of a Japanese restaurant with very stylish decoration.
Standing in the deep forest of the suburbs, the two-story bamboo building, with its simple and elegant cypress wood in light brown and soft goose yellow, feels as tranquil as if it were another world.
The wind chimes under the eaves shattered the sky blue, and the paper-covered lanterns with the words "Zhutian" written on them swayed in the breeze, the warm light flickering.
As soon as he got off the car, Gu Chengfeng complained softly:
"What kind of good person would want to do business in such a remote place?"
The agent whispered:
"You know what? Bosses like these just love this kind of quiet, away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Japanese food is full of fatty salmon and indigestible sticky rice, and they're full in two bites. That way they have plenty of time to discuss contracts."
Gu Chengfeng snorted arrogantly. Unable to get any favor from his agent, he turned around and started to provoke Liu Jingheng:
"Do you know what it means to repay evil with kindness? You ruined my live stream and I took you to eat high-end Japanese food. You should make a life-size statue of me and keep it at home as a memorial."
Liu Jingheng nodded: "Okay."
The agent spoke on the phone with the mysterious boss who had not yet arrived. The boss asked them to go up first, as the room had been booked and they could order whatever they wanted to eat or drink.
After entering the gate, several people walked along the stone-paved path and were led upstairs by the Neon boss in kimono.
The heavy cypress lattice door was pushed open to both sides, and the half-drawn curtain was lifted. The name of the store was printed on the indigo linen. The low tables and tatami mats in the house were in fresh and natural colors. The whole store was surrounded by woods and was silent.
In this environment, even someone as arrogant as Gu Chengfeng felt a little restrained and involuntarily hunched his shoulders.
Several people sat as still as wooden sticks, except Liu Jingheng, who knelt in front of the backflow incense burner in the corner, with her back to the door, staring blankly at the green smoke flowing like water.
Gu Chengfeng didn't let him sit at the table, saying that he, of low status, just had to wait on the side and be on call at any time.
He wondered if he could eat Japanese food here. It looked like Penny wouldn't have a snack tonight.
well……
Half an hour later.
The agent's ears twitched suddenly, and his eyes suddenly became alert:
"Here you are, stand up."
Gu Chengfeng scratched his head. He didn't hear any sound, so he could only stand up with the others.
By the way, he also pulled up Liu Jingheng, who was still in a daze in the corner, and pressed his head to bend his waist to 90 degrees.
Rhythmic footsteps were heard outside the door, and the cotton socks rubbed against the tatami, making a sleepy rustling sound.
The company boss was the first to greet him, also bowing at a 90-degree angle:
"Hello, Representative Qin. We have been awaiting your visit for a long time."
The visitor extended a hand, and the boss quickly offered his hands, smiling like a sunflower:
"I've heard that Representative Qin is young and promising, but seeing him today really shocked me. I didn't expect him to be so young and handsome."
"Please sit down." A low voice sounded, and a row of bowing people nodded and took their seats one by one.
After everyone sat down, they slowly looked to the side.
Liu Jingheng, who did not receive any instructions from Gu Chengfeng, continued to bow at a 90-degree angle, with her hands pressed tightly against her trouser seams.
The agent rolled his eyes in despair.
What an idiot! I shouldn't have brought him here.
"Assistant Liu, please sit down." Gu Chengfeng smiled wryly, cursing his ancestors in his heart.
Liu Jingheng straightened up, walked to the corner with her head down, folded her knees facing the incense burner, and knelt upright.
The crowd who could only see his back: ...
The agent hurried to smooth things over: "Sorry, Mr. Qin, our assistant isn't very smart. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
The man sat cross-legged, one hand on the low table, his index finger tapping the surface lightly from time to time, his dark eyes expressionless.
However, his secretary and bodyguards were worried about the people from the entertainment company.
"What kind of terrible person am I?" The man's usual rhetorical question made everyone feel like they were facing a formidable enemy.
The agent quickly pulled Liu Jingheng over and smiled apologetically at the man:
"I'm sorry, it's our fault for poor management. I will definitely teach him a lesson when we get back."
Liu Jingheng sat down next to Gu Chengfeng, looked at him who was sitting with his legs crossed, and pulled up his right leg with all his strength, trying to put it on his left leg.
Failed.
He didn't know how to cross his legs because his quadriceps muscles were naturally weak. After several unsuccessful attempts, he could only put his legs together and to the side.
Then he slowly raised his head——
Across from the low table, the outline of a solemn-looking man was clear and distinct. His dark blue suit was tailored to his body, outlining his muscular waist. A glossy tie was draped over his snow-white shirt. The green rust of copper coins was interspersed with the honey brown of faded gold paper. The exquisite color combination set off the man's snow-like skin.
A big question mark appeared on Liu Jingheng's dull face.
This person looks familiar.
He rubbed his eyes and leaned forward involuntarily to see more clearly.
Gu Chengfeng was almost speechless. He pulled him back by the hem of his clothes, and lowered his voice to a very low voice:
"Sit down properly."
Liu Jingheng straightened her back, her eyes still lingering on the man opposite.
He looks like Qin Du.
Qin Du raised his hand to slightly hide the smile on his lips, then took the order book, pushed it to the opposite side, and pointed his finger at Liu Jingheng:
"Everyone, order your food first, and we'll talk while we eat."
Liu Jingheng: The voice also sounds like Qin Du.
Gu Chengfeng took the order book from Liu Jingheng and smiled:
"I've heard this Japanese restaurant is incredibly authentic, but I've never had the chance to try it. Today, thanks to Representative Qin's hospitality, I'm able to open my eyes."
The agent gave him an approving look.
Qin Du raised his chin slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.
Gu Chengfeng ordered sea urchin sushi, sea bream sushi, kaiseki cuisine, etc., and handed the order book to the company boss.
After perfectly bypassing Liu Jingheng, the group ordered their Japanese food. The proprietress confirmed the order in her not-so-fluent Chinese and asked:
"Excuse me, is the meal correct?"
Everyone was about to nod when they heard Qin Du on the opposite side say nonchalantly:
"Sea bream, Arctic clams, sea urchin, sweet shrimp, and silver cod sashimi."
The proprietress nodded again and again.
"I don't want these." Qin Du said in a clear voice.
Qin Du said "no" and everyone paused, with doubts in their eyes. They looked at each other and couldn't help but recall which sentence had just made the boss unhappy.
Qin Du lowered his eyes, and his cold fingertips drew a vertical line along the order book:
"Wagyu Matsutake, Melon Ham, Honey Glazed Yakitori, and Japanese Confectionery."
He handed the order book to the proprietress: "These."
The cunning lady boss was doubtful. After scanning everyone, she immediately bowed ninety degrees to Qin Du.
"Okay, please wait a moment."
No one dared to breathe, even though they had thousands of questions in their hearts.
When Liu Jingheng heard him name the dishes, her numb fingers trembled slightly under the table.
Qin Du met everyone's gaze, raised his eyebrows, and said nothing.
He didn't know how much these people liked these seafood sashimi Japanese dishes, but he knew that Liu Jingheng was from the inland.
Once upon a time, the Qin family prepared a variety of fresh sashimi for dinner. Liu Jingheng, who was trying raw food for the first time, took a bite and spit it out in a very unpresentable manner.
He described bluefin tuna this way:
"It's like fat that's been soaked in water for three days and then pulled out and left to dry in the sun."
Qin Chuyao scolded him that wild boars could not eat fine bran, and he asked in return:
"Can your pigs eat...?"
From that day on, Qin Du remembered that a greedy cat like Liu Jingheng, who would put a peanut picked up from the ground into his mouth to taste it, really didn't like sashimi.
His diet is very similar to that of a child: sweet, pretty, meaty, and eggs.
Qin Du knows everything.
Gu Chengfeng and the others were humiliated, and even felt insulted, but they dared not say anything and had to put on a smile.
A few moments later, the meal was served, along with fruity sake in a crescent-shaped white jade pot.
Gu Chengfeng and his agent looked at each other and reached a consensus.
Although they did not understand Qin Du's temper, they knew that the prince who came from a large conglomerate was not as rude and bad as the domineering CEOs in vulgar novels. These people were the most shrewd and versatile, so Qin Du must have his reasons for doing this.
Come to think of it, the reason these people show such a cruel look is nothing more than two words - profit.
Perhaps Qin Du also realized that they brought so many people here just to show off and facilitate negotiation of film and television prices, so he deliberately used this method to suppress their self-esteem.
Don't panic, someone will always have to pick up the lost face.
Gu Chengfeng waved to Liu Jingheng:
"Come and help me pour the wine. I want to toast our Representative Qin. Only fill half of it. I like to see the light and clear wine swaying in the jade cup."
In a word, he showed his identity and taste, and struck Qin Du opposite him hard.
Qin Du held the small jade cup in his hand, and suddenly raised his eyes. The stinging words stopped in front of his eyes for a moment.
Liu Jingheng was enjoying a meal of grilled bird skewers when she heard the lightning ball's command and immediately stopped like a vigilant groundhog.
He stretched out his hand to grab the wine jug in front of Qin Du. Qin Du placed one hand on the table, and pushed the wine jug forward with his index and middle fingers without leaving any trace.
Liu Jingheng picked up the wine pot, tilted the bottle mouth slightly, and carefully followed the instruction of "only pouring half a cup", one drop, two drops, three drops -
Trying to make water drip through stone.
Gu Chengfeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
Draft uncle.
Beside him, the agent was already boasting to Qin Du:
"Representative Qin, Rilon Group's success today is inseparable from your sharp vision. Honestly, even though our Teacher Gu hasn't produced much work yet, he's always a hot topic. They say small success depends on promotion, big success depends on luck. Acting skills and resources are no match for being destined for this job."
Qin Du lowered his eyes, and the sake in the cup reflected the slightly raised corners of his mouth.
Liu Jingheng was still trying to persevere, but as someone was talking on the other side, her attention was also diverted.
Speaking of which, what works did Gu Chengfeng have?
With an empty brain and an empty portfolio, Liu Jingheng's CPU was about to burn out.
What if Lightning Ball asks him to perform with him again and he hasn’t done his homework?
Thoughts flow down like a wine jug in my hand.
The wine overflowed from the glass and spilled all over Gu Chengfeng's hand.
Gu Chengfeng still lacks some wisdom. His agent is talking till he is dry-mouthed, while Qin Du on the opposite side seems to be deaf, laughing, laughing, laughing at your mother.
Add to that a straw bag with a crippled hand, and it really makes me feel like I'm going to get burned.
He pushed Liu Jingheng away. Liu Jingheng was busy protecting the wine jug. It was difficult for her to pay attention to her feet while running on a single line. Just like what was shown on TV, she did a gorgeous dance step, turned around, and sat down on the ground. The slippery tatami brought her directly to Qin Du.
Qin Du raised his hand and calmly caught the person, but his eyes were still fixed on the garlic heads opposite him.
He held Liu Jingheng's lower back and straightened him up, took the wine jug from his hand and put it on the table, then picked up a roasted bird and stuffed it into his hand.
"Sorry, Mr. Qin, I hope you weren't hurt." The agent quickly stood up and apologized.
Qin Du didn't even look at him, but looked straight at Gu Chengfeng, whose face was turning green, with smiling eyes.
"Gu..." After a moment, Qin Du spoke, "Lightning Ball, right?"
Gu Chengfeng's face turned from green to black:
"Yes...Gu Chengfeng is my stage name."
"It's not important." Qin Du still smiled. "Your agent said that small success depends on support, big success depends on luck. I'm curious, what makes you worthy of the capital's support?"
Gu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then looked at his agent.
The agent was busy pouring wine for Qin Du. Although he didn't know the reason, since the boss asked, he had to make one up:
"Although our teacher Gu didn't come from a professional background, his greatest strength is his resilience. His life motto is to keep learning until you die. Therefore, he has always used his free time to study and practice his acting skills. I personally believe that this is a good quality that many artists in the current entertainment industry have lost due to the pursuit of capital."
"Work hard." The agent's answer made Qin Du couldn't help but laugh.
The agent's face darkened and he nodded. "Although the results aren't very high right now, as long as you persevere, you'll eventually succeed."
The company's president echoed, "That's right, our teacher Gu will definitely not let President Qin down."
Qin Du glanced at Liu Jingheng and saw that he was holding the roasted bird lantern with a hesitant look on his face. He had finished eating the meat and was left with a pus-filled egg yolk that he couldn't eat.
After a while, Liu Jingheng silently put down the egg yolk and pushed it towards Qin Du without leaving a trace. Then, looking sleepy, she yawned twice.
Qin Du had originally prepared a long speech, but seeing Liu Jingheng's distressed look, he simply kept it brief:
"If hard work pays off, wouldn't it be more hopeful for me to find a hardworking ox?"
Everyone:?
The agent said, "Mr. Qin, please forgive my ignorance. I don't understand what you mean."
Qin Du put down his wine glass and tapped the tabletop with his long, slender fingers.
"The oxen plow the fields, and the farmers harvest the real harvest. Mr. Lightning Ball's efforts haven't yielded any results. I guess he's not putting in the right effort."
"Representative Qin, do you have any insights? We are all ears." The agent hurriedly leaned over and pulled Gu Chengfeng, whose face was ashen, over with him.
Qin Du leaned back, his fingertips gently scratching the table, as if he was writing something.
"I recommend you to go to the coffee shop under my company, which specializes in hand-grinding coffee. As an employee benefit, you can taste all the coffee brands in the store at any time." Qin Du said with a smile, sounding quite sincere.
The two of them froze in mid-air, leaning forward, without even having time to remove the smiles from their faces.
The agent didn't understand, but Gu Chengfeng heard it.
The vague answer made him look at Liu Jingheng in surprise.
The man has closed his eyes, as if he is outside the world and everything has nothing to do with him.
"I'm getting more and more confused. Representative Qin, aren't we here to discuss film and television cooperation? Why are we talking about coffee?" the agent asked with a wry smile.
"Film and television collaboration?" Qin Du asked, "I don't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, but it seems that artists have certain requirements for appearance besides acting skills."
Qin Du said this, carefully observing Gu Chengfeng, and smiled:
"Given Mr. Lightning's appearance, he's sure to be a hit in sitcoms, but I'm not interested in investing in sitcoms right now."
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the people opposite turned as pale as paper.
Gu Chengfeng was so confused that he asked back:
"You mean I'm ugly."
Qin Du smiled without saying a word, his eyebrows slightly raised, everything was said without words.
Gu Chengfeng's face turned from pale to red in an instant, and his face seemed to swell up.
"Representative Qin, it seems that you called me here tonight just to make fun of me." Gu Chengfeng laughed in anger, and his fingers hidden under the table grabbed his sleeves hard, making them wrinkled.
"You misunderstood." Qin Du smiled gently, with sincerity showing in his eyes.
The agent and the boss on the opposite side all breathed a sigh of relief. They didn't expect that the famous representative Qin Du was also a joke teller. It's just that this joke was not so funny, but even more embarrassing.
"Just to correct it, I'm not just trying to make fun of you." Qin Du smiled and emphasized the word "only".
He glanced at Liu Jingheng, who was woken up by the voices beside him. Her eyes were dull. She couldn't sleep, and she was bored when she was awake. She could only stare at the smoke from the incense burner.
Qin Du's smile widened a little, and he was friendly and polite:
"More importantly, we're here to get the assistant his hard work pay."
"What?" Gu Chengfeng couldn't believe that the vague answer in his mind was not his guess.
Qin Du picked up the small wine glass and took a sip of sake, looking towards the corner of the room, as if lost in memories:
"Assistant Liu Jingheng has been employed at your company for two days. Based on her base salary, you need to pay her 180 yuan. In addition, she also needs to be paid five hours of overtime pay. According to the Labor Law, you need to pay her an additional 150% of her base salary, which is 84 yuan."
"Besides that, the Labor Law stipulates that employers must apply for social security payments for their employees within thirty days of hiring them, including the probation period. Your company's social security contribution is 2,000 yuan per month, so you need to pay Liu Jingheng a total of 22,000 yuan."
"Huh?!" The agent jumped up. "Mr. Qin, what are you talking about?"
Qin Du chuckled. "I'm sorry, I'm usually busy with work, so I do tend to be negligent. According to the Labor Law, you'll need to compensate Liu Jingheng double his salary, plus any other expenses you need to pay him, for a total of 6,264 yuan."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience fell silent.
As for Gu Chengfeng, his acting skills rarely kept up at this time. His head felt numb and his face turned from red to a greasy crab-shell blue.
Seeing that no one said anything, Qin Du turned around and asked Liu Jingheng with a smile:
"Did I calculate correctly?"
Liu Jingheng said with sleepy eyes: "Yes."
Qin Du pushed the phone in front of the company's boss and extended his hand to make a "please" gesture.
Under the tyrannical oppression, the three dared not speak out. No matter how strong their hearts were, they dared not challenge the Rilon Group. They were very afraid that one day they would disappear in the long river of history without anyone noticing.
It can also be seen that Qin Du was not making fun of Gu Chengfeng, but of everyone.
The company's boss tremblingly scanned the payment code on Qin Du's mobile phone, and each number he pressed was so difficult.
After paying the fee, the three of them were at a loss as to whether to leave or stay.
Qin Du showed great compassion and kindly pointed to the three wooden stakes:
"It's getting late, and you're all busy. Go back and rest early, and continue working hard tomorrow."
The moment the three of them stood up, Liu Jingheng looked over in a daze.
I couldn't make out anyone's expression, I could only see three thick dark clouds floating out of the room.
Qin Du drank his wine and said, "Secretary Yang, please show the guests away."
The secretary stood up and extended his hand with a smile: "The three of you please."
After going downstairs, Gu Chengfeng kicked the rented Maybach in silence, and the door immediately became dented.
"You damned bastards, you're making fun of me!" Not satisfied with venting his anger, he yelled at his agent, "You fucking knew these two were in cahoots, and you didn't tell me. Now, let's go down together."
The agent is even more aggrieved:
"How would I know? Who would have known that this Liu Jingheng was the same Liu Jingheng from the internet? He looks so dull and doesn't look like he's having an affair with someone named Qin."
The company's CEO glanced at the two of them, his face icy blue.
"You two better explain this to me."
…
upstairs.
After seeing the guests off, the secretary invited the bodyguards to leave together and said to Qin Du:
"Let's go downstairs. Mr. Qin will give you instructions at any time."
For the first time, Qin Du cast an admiring look at his very perceptive secretary.
After they left, the room suddenly became quiet.
Qin Du glanced at Liu Jingheng, who hadn't figured out the situation yet, picked up his phone and counted the numbers:
"Tens, hundreds, thousands, six thousand two hundred yuan, that's a lot of money."
Liu Jingheng was still trying to do addition and subtraction within a thousand in her mind, but she couldn't do it, so she pointed at the amount on Qin Du's phone:
"Is it Jingheng's?"
Qin Du narrowed his eyes and spoke frivolously, emphasizing each word:
"It's Qin Du's."
Liu Jingheng didn't figure out the details, but he would always get the benefits:
"It's Jingheng's, salary, overtime pay, and..."
Forgot.
Qin Du smiled and shook his head, took Liu Jingheng's mobile phone, transferred money to him, and helped him click the payment button.
The matter was not over yet, he asked sincerely:
"I helped you get your hard work fee, shouldn't you show some appreciation?"
Liu Jingheng always prided himself on being a good young man with moral principles and a good moral character. He scratched his head, stood up, put his hands on Qin Du's shoulders, and stretched his neck forward.
The next second, Qin Du felt a moist warmth on his earlobe, accompanied by a slight stinging pain when his teeth gently touched each other.
His brows relaxed suddenly, perhaps due to the aftereffects of the sake or the fermentation of carbon dioxide due to the lack of ventilation in the room, but a faint blush appeared on his jade-white cheeks.
It felt like an ant nest exploded in my heart, and everything rushed out madly in all directions from a central point.
Qin Du couldn't help but put his hand on his chest, then quickly put it down.
Liu Jingheng let go of his ear and said in a hoarse voice:
"Thanks."
Qin Du picked up the wine glass and said in a nonchalant tone:
"You're welcome. Next time something like this happens, I'll use legal means to protect my rights. If the other party dares to challenge me..."
The last few words melted into the clear wine:
"Come find me."
His eyes, voice, and movements all seemed nonchalant, but in fact, at the moment when the last three words fell, he glanced at Liu Jingheng inconspicuously along the edge of the wine glass.
I accidentally met Liu Jingheng's eyes.
His eyes were wet, with a faint redness at the corners of his eyes, as if he had just woken up from a dream. As the temperature rose, the small mole on the tip of his nose became even more brightly red.
Liu Jingheng grabbed his backpack and opened it: "I really need your help with something."
Qin Du put down his wine glass, a little speechless:
"You NPC? The quest will be triggered as soon as I get close to you."
Liu Jingheng ignored him, as he didn't understand most of the jokes. He unzipped his bag, pulled out a stack of plastic bags, took out half and handed it to Qin Du, saying:
"Penny and I made an appointment to give it a snack tonight."
Qin Du stared at the plastic bag in his hand: "So."
Liu Jingheng said confidently: "There are too many things. I can't pack them all by myself. Please help me."
Qin Du's five fingers gripping the plastic bag gradually closed, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corners of his lips.
Although he advocates thrift and diligence, he has never known what packing means in his life. Today, he has learned a lot from following Liu Jingheng.
Just as he was about to stuff the half-eaten tempura into the plastic bag, Liu Jingheng held his hand.
Seeing him shaking his head, he said seriously:
"Put the eaten ones in this bag. I'll save them for tomorrow. Put the uneaten ones here for Penny."
Qin Du glared at him and sneered:
"You really don't mind at all."
Liu Jingheng argued confidently, "I don't mind if you've already eaten it. I saw those three people didn't touch their chopsticks the entire time."
Qin Du's fingers trembled, and a warm current suddenly surged in his heart.
He turned his face away and put food into the plastic bag, unable to find any words to refute.
As I was pretending, I couldn't help but chuckle.
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