Chapter 17 Chapter 17 Boss, this porridge is 108 yuan
It was almost eleven o'clock when Mao Xinling arrived at the dormitory. She had just washed up and was lying on the bed watching TV.
Hearing the noise, a head popped out from behind the bed curtains. Seeing it was Yu Wan, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I was so scared! Why did you come back so late today? I sent you a message but you didn't reply. If you haven't returned to the dormitory after midnight, I will call the police."
Yu Wan placed her shoulder bag on the table. Secretary Cai had taken the bag from the hotel locker for her. It contained her notebook and computer.
She said, "It's the hotel's anniversary celebration tonight, and I've been busy, so I haven't had time to check my phone. But thank you, Xinling."
Mao Xinling didn't care about this and waved her hand: "Alright, alright, I'm tired of hearing your words of thanks. Go take a shower quickly. The water won't be hot after midnight."
"good."
Yu Wan reported to Secretary Cai that she was safe, put down her phone and went to the bathroom to wash up.
After washing up, Yu Wan applied some Dabao moisturizing lotion and went to bed. Mao Xinling on the bed opposite was still watching a TV series, but she was wearing headphones, so no sound could be heard.
Yu Wan turned over and closed her eyes. The events of the day unconsciously emerged in her mind. The plot of the novel and reality kept overlapping, like a rumbling train running, making it impossible for her to fall asleep peacefully.
Yu Wan opened her eyes before half past five the next day.
Today is Saturday. Normally, Yu Wan doesn't need to go to work, but he has something on his mind and can't fall asleep. He simply turns over and gets up. When he gets down from the bed, he feels a dull pain in his tailbone.
Yu Wan rubbed his face and couldn't help but think about whether he could apply for work injury compensation because he broke his tailbone while helping his boss.
Her roommate Mao Xinling was still asleep. Yu Wan tiptoed to brush her teeth and wash her face. In the morning light, she packed up the pink dress she had worn last night and prepared to send it to the dry cleaners.
Anyway, Zhao Yushu said she would pay for the dry cleaning, so Yu Wan would not pretend to be reserved and say she didn't need it.
After handing the skirt to the owner of the laundry shop and explaining the areas that needed special cleaning, Yu Wan paid the money, took the invoice, took a photo and sent it to Zhao Yushu.
After breakfast, Yu Wan took the subway to a famous teahouse, queued up to buy a bowl of porridge for Fu Zhiyao, and then took the bus to the private hospital where she had been last night.
Yu Wan showed her ID card to the nurse at the front desk. The nurse recognized Yu Wan and took the initiative to say that Fu Zhiyao's condition was stable last night and he would be discharged today, so she didn't need to worry too much.
Yu Wan thanked her, registered her name, and was allowed to enter the ward area.
He knocked on the door, but no one answered. Yu Wan was a little worried that something might have happened to the boss, so she pressed the doorknob, "Boss? Are you okay? I'm coming into the room..."
Yu Wan walked in and did not see Fu Zhiyao on the bed. Just as she was about to go out to ask someone, the bathroom door was suddenly pushed open.
A loud bang called Yu Wan back to her feet.
Fu Zhiyao, wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown, held onto the bathroom door frame and slowly raised his eyes to look at her.
Seeing that the boss was fine, Yu Wan felt relieved and called him, "Boss."
Fu Zhiyao walked out of the bathroom, sat on the hospital bed, and tore off a piece of paper to wipe his hands. He had just finished washing up, and there were still a few water droplets on his face. He looked quite tired, his skin was paler than usual, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes.
It seems that you didn't sleep well last night.
"Isn't today Saturday?" Fu Zhiyao opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse.
The implication was that Yu Wan didn't need to come see him.
Yu Wan raised the porridge in her hand and said, "Boss, I was afraid you were hungry, so I brought you breakfast. It's Judelou's scallop and vegetable porridge, with shrimp in it."
Fu Zhiyao often went to Judelou for breakfast in his spare time. Yu Wan knew his preference, but was worried that taking the food to go would ruin the taste of other breakfast items. In addition, the boss was not feeling well, so Yu Wan only bought a bowl of porridge.
Fu Zhiyao paused, noticing the porridge in her hand. The words he was about to say got stuck in his throat. Fu Zhiyao asked her, "Have you had breakfast?"
"have eaten."
"How did you get home last night?"
"After Secretary Cai arrived at the hospital, he asked Uncle Wu to take me back."
Yu Wan was shocked as she answered. This was the boss's concern for her. How come after just one night, the boss suddenly became like a human being?
It has become more humane.
"Well, leave it there. I'll drink some water before eating."
In fact, Fu Zhiyao had been hungry for a long time. He didn't eat enough at the banquet last night. He went to the hospital without waiting for a snack at home. He was woken up by hunger early in the morning. He originally wanted to endure the hunger and continue to sleep, but the nurse knocked on the door before six o'clock and came in to draw his blood for testing. After all this trouble, he completely lost his sleepiness.
It’s just that the hospital food doesn’t suit his taste. He originally planned to ask Zhou Quyang to bring a portion to work, but now it seems that it is completely unnecessary.
The secretary's work is still in place.
After receiving the order from the big devil, Yu Wan immediately pulled up the movable table beside the bed, adjusted the height of the bed after Fu Zhiyao lay on the bed, and after confirming that the height was appropriate, stuffed a pillow behind Fu Zhiyao for support.
Fu Zhiyao leaned on the pillow and watched Yu Wan busily unpacking the thermal bag, taking out the takeaway box, opening the lid, arranging the spoon and chopsticks, and placing the familiar mint mouthwash and disinfectant wipes aside.
After doing all this, the secretary kindly poured hot water.
Fu Zhiyao put the back of his hand against the cup. It was warm. He raised his eyebrows, picked up the cup and took a few sips before starting to eat the porridge.
Yu Wan stood aside and watched Fu Zhiyao eat porridge, her thoughts drifting away for a moment.
On the way to the hospital, she used the free Wi-Fi in the subway to browse her phone for a while, and naturally saw the news about her boss on the hot search.
The entertainment news account exaggerated the situation, saying that the president of Fu Group was drugged and unconscious when sent to the hospital, and that he had probably made too many enemies in the business world.
Fortunately, Yu Wan put a hat and a mask on Fu Zhiyao, and asked Lao Wu to help Fu Zhiyao get into the car.
Therefore, Fu Zhiyao's face could not be seen clearly in the photos taken by the paparazzi, but what was worse was that the paparazzi took her in the photos.
So many people speculated about her identity in the comments: the female secretary who did not do her job beside Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu's secret lover, and some even said that she was Mr. Fu's biological sister who was raised in the palm of his hand.
Yu Wan: “…”
What identity could she have? What identity could she possibly want?
She just came to visit her boss after he was hospitalized, and tried hard to stay in the president's office. She was just an ordinary employee.
The vegetable and scallop porridge at Judelou cost her a full one hundred and eight dollars!
The most expensive porridge she had ever eaten was only twelve yuan!
If this was the price of visiting the boss, Yu Wan thought, she would have to accept it. After all, the boss had bought her so many clothes a few days ago and even treated her to a bowl of beef noodles.
It is neither moral nor reasonable for her to be too stingy.
The idea of asking the boss to reimburse the porridge is just a thought.
She looked down at the time on her phone. It was 8:06. At this time, the old men and women had already finished their breakfast and were walking in the park. She wanted to go over and take a look to see if she could try her luck and find a suitable house. She could definitely save some money by renting directly from the landlord.
Just as she was about to say goodbye to her boss, she heard him ask her, "You were looking at me just now. What were you thinking about?"
Yu Wan's eyes paused: "..."
Can this be said?
Fu Zhiyao glanced at her nonchalantly. His eyes were dark, narrow and deep, with the corners of his eyes raised, revealing a clear threat, as if silently warning her that he could see through her lies.
Yu Wan was silent for a moment, then, as if ready to be slaughtered, he spoke: "...Boss, this porridge is 108 yuan, can it be reimbursed?"
Fu Zhiyao: “…”
Fu Zhiyao completely dispelled his suspicion that Yu Wan was a commercial spy, and also completely dispelled his suspicion that Yu Wan could understand his thoughts.
A fool, a person who stupidly asked for the salary when he learned that he was joining the president's office, a person who was wearing clothes that cost no more than 300 yuan, a person who stupidly but sincerely asked if 108 yuan of porridge could be reimbursed, could only be a pauper.
Realizing that she had been too blunt, Yu Wan hurriedly explained before Fu Zhiyao could mock her, "Boss, that's not what I meant. I didn't intend to ask you to reimburse me. I brought the porridge voluntarily. You treated me to beef noodles last week and reimbursed me for the high cost of clothing, which was enough to buy several bowls of porridge. If I asked you for the money for the porridge again, I would be an ungrateful person..."
Yu Wan's voice gradually lowered, and she finished the rest of her words under Fu Zhiyao's sharp gaze: "After all, you were drugged last night. I was a little worried about you, so I came to see you... The porridge is my gift. Do you think it suits your taste?"
Fu Zhiyao: “…”
Glancing at the guilty and frightened Yu Wan, Fu Zhiyao lowered his head and took a sip of porridge.
The porridge was still warm and hot, the rice was cooked until it was soft and fragrant, and the sweetness of the vegetables and the elasticity of the shrimp meat were intertwined. A mouthful of porridge soothed his hunger after a whole night of loneliness.
Being able to think of him during the weekend and queue up to buy porridge to visit him is enough for me.
Forget it, please forgive the secretary for her nonsensical remarks.
He rarely responded and said slowly, "Secretary Yu, I am a patient."
Yu Wan: “…”
"I'm sorry, boss," Yu Wan quickly apologized. The moment his boss frowned, he spoke up to change the subject: "Boss, the nurse said you can be discharged today. Do you need me to stay with you?"
Fu Zhiyao frowned even deeper.
When his three-year-old child needs company?
"unnecessary."
A blunt refusal.
"OK."
Answer without hesitation.
Yu Wan knew that the boss didn't need it. She cared about the boss only because it was within her secretary's duties. The boss was her immediate superior, so no matter what the purpose was, she had to come and take a look.
A good secretary must not only be serious and responsible about her work and handle problems rationally, but also get along well with her boss and colleagues, build a good network of interpersonal relationships, and make her boss trust and recognize her so that important tasks can be entrusted to her.
Although these words sound very literary, it is not easy to implement them. Yu Wan always keeps them in mind.
Knowing that the boss didn't need her company, before saying goodbye, Yu Wan briefly reported what happened last night and today's hot searches, so that the boss would have a general understanding.
"...Because you were wearing a mask and a hat, the paparazzi didn't capture your face. Furthermore, most netizens believe you suffered an undeserved fate, and many condemn the person who drugged you. Secretary Cai will probably have to report to you about the celebration; I don't know everything."
After saying that, Yu Wan quietly waited for the boss's reply.
Fu Zhiyao put down the spoon in his hand, his expression became indifferent and a little cold, and he returned to his usual image of a big devil.
"Two questions. First, why are you on the sixth floor? Second, how do you know whoever drugged me put it in my wine glass?"
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