Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Fang Shimian chewed mechanically...
Fang Shimian chewed his food mechanically, feeling a little confused.
Why is Ming Ke here?
This question slowly emerged in Fang Shimian's mind as he faced the smiling Ming Ke.
The eyes around were filled with envy and inquiry, some light and some heavy, as if they were real.
The bodyguard moved the stool in front of Fang Shimian away and took the empty lunch box from it and threw it into the trash can at the entrance.
Fang Shimian's mind was in a daze as he was pushed out by Ma Liang. He couldn't quite remember how he followed Ming Ke out of the restaurant. When the sun fell on him again, his stuck brain seemed to start working again.
What was the reason Ming Ke used to take him away just now?
"Mr. Fang, I have something here that I need your help with."
This feeling is like a student who is in class and is suddenly called to the office by his classmates in a hurry. Even though he feels that he has done nothing wrong, he is still scared.
Fang Shimian hadn't even taken a sip of soup after dinner, and now he felt his throat was a little tight. He looked at Ming Ke's calm back and asked, "Mr. Ke, can you tell me what's going on?"
Ming Ke didn't beat around the bush and got straight to the point, "Boss Huo heard that you were sent here to assist and wanted to meet you."
Meet him? What for?
Fang Shimian's palms felt a little wet. He slowed down his pace unconsciously and began to silently think of an excuse to slip away.
Who knew that before he could even open his mouth, when he looked up and was about to talk to Ming Ke, he saw Huo Zhongshan surrounded by the crowd.
There seemed to be a lot of people around Huo Zhongshan, but there were only two people who could stand next to him.
One of the older gentlemen was speaking to him respectfully, as if he was reporting something. The man listened indifferently, with no expression on his face. It seemed that he had no interest in the content of the conversation. His eyes fell on Fang Shimian who was walking towards him.
"Mr. Huo, Mr. Fang is here." Ming Ke's voice was neither loud nor soft, but just loud enough for everyone to hear clearly.
The person who was speaking next to Huo Zhongshan also stopped, frowned slightly, and looked at the young boy in the property management uniform who was brought in by Huo Zhongshan's assistant himself.
Fang Shimian stopped walking the moment Ming Ke spoke. Now he was still some distance away from Huo Zhongshan. He didn't know whether he should continue to move forward, nor did he know why Huo Zhongshan called him over.
"Come here, why are you standing so far away?"
The man's tone was light, but it carried an irresistible aura.
Fang Shimian raised his head and saw Huo Zhongshan looking at him. Although there was still no change in his facial expression, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Huo Zhongshan was probably happier than before.
The looks of the people around changed to varying degrees. They were all senior executives of Mingheng Real Estate. It was completely unexpected that Huo Zhongshan would come over today, because his whereabouts were the most difficult to guess, and Huo Zhongshan seldom intervened in the real estate business, so this opportunity to meet him in person was very precious.
Fang Shimian walked up to Huo Zhongshan and whispered, "Boss Huo."
The man nodded slightly, his eyes lingered on the clean and tidy uniform for a moment, and he reached out and rubbed the boy's head.
The middle-aged man next to Huo Zhongshan had already revealed a amiable smile and immediately said, "Zhongshan, please come here. There is a good seafood restaurant here. Mr. Fang has been busy all morning and probably hasn't eaten yet."
Fang Shimian froze for a moment when he was asked. He had just eaten... Just as he was about to say that he had already eaten, Huo Zhongshan suddenly said, "Let's go."
The middle-aged man immediately laughed and asked someone to prepare it.
Fang Shimian was brought into the car by Huo Zhongshan in a daze. Ming Ke was not there, the passenger seat was empty, and Fang Shimian and Huo Zhongshan were both in the back seat.
"Mr. Huo, actually I've already eaten." Fang Shimian clasped his hands on his trousers, pursed his lips, and looked very uneasy.
"Have you eaten yet?" Huo Zhongshan seemed to have really not expected it. He turned off his phone, turned to look at Fang Shimian, and asked calmly, "What did you eat?"
Fang Shimian sat upright, but his eyes were looking out the window, "The lunch boxes...are all finished."
Huo Zhongshan raised his chin slightly, looking at Fang Shimian who was about to merge into the car door, his expression unchanged, and said calmly: "Come closer, why are you so afraid of me?"
It was one thing for Fang Shimian to be embarrassed and afraid in his heart, but it was another thing to be directly said. He calmly moved a little closer and whispered to himself: "It's normal for employees to be afraid of their bosses."
Huo Zhongshan chuckled faintly. He leaned lazily on his chair, and asked in a lazy tone with a hint of smile, "Really? Are you my employee?"
The subtle teasing in the tone added a bit of ambiguity to the enclosed space inside the car.
Fang Shimian opened his mouth and paused. What he wanted to say was that the boss and employee referred to social status and identity, not specifically the relationship between superiors and subordinates. However, his brain was stuck for a moment and he didn't know how to explain it, so he could only whisper, "No."
The vehicle drove smoothly into the tunnel, and the light in the car dimmed. This moderate darkness made Fang Shimian feel a little relaxed. He then realized the pain in his stretched back, so he took advantage of the darkness to secretly lean back and find a slightly more relaxed posture.
In fact, the interior space of this car is very large. Even though Huo Zhongshan sits closer to the inside, there is still some distance between the two of them.
“Is the lunch box delicious?”
In the dim light, the man's voice sounded low and magnetic.
When Fang Shimian heard Huo Zhongshan's voice, he subconsciously straightened his back, but after he reacted, he gradually relaxed. He thought Huo Zhongshan's question was strange, so he turned to look at him.
This is a vehicle exiting a tunnel with light coming in from the car window.
Huo Zhongshan seemed to be replying to a message. A shadow fell on the man's tall nose. He leaned back in his seat, his hand resting lightly on the middle armrest. The exquisitely crafted cufflinks exuded a lustrous luster.
Huo Zhongshan raised his head without getting an answer, and just happened to meet Fang Shimian's trembling eyes. He asked again very calmly, "Is the lunch box delicious?"
Fang Shimian turned his head awkwardly and said casually, "Not bad."
"You've been in the monitoring room all morning?" After sending the message, Huo Zhongshan put his phone aside completely. His eyes fell on the stiff face of the young man. It seemed that he was ready to talk to Fang Shimian seriously.
Fang Shimian straightened his back and suddenly felt the pressure doubled.
"Yeah, that's right." The handsome and fair-skinned boy looked around, as if he felt that his answer was a bit dry, so he added, "The monitoring room here is so big."
The boy's moist black eyes appeared unusually pure under the outdoor light. The uniform, which was not well made, fit and looked so good on him. There was a fatal attraction between youth and maturity, which was very sexy.
Huo Zhongshan looked at him closely for a while, and saw that he was nervous. He thought it was fun to tease a child, so he asked, "Do you want to work here?"
Fang Shimian quickly shook his head, not daring to look at anyone, "No, I still can't, Mr. Huo, I'm more familiar with the environment over there."
"Let's change the name." Huo Zhongshan calmly tapped the armrest, and the armrest slowly disappeared into the back seat. He looked at Fang Shimian and said, "I'm older than you, so it's not too much to call me brother."
Fang Shimian felt dizzy and said nothing.
No matter how stupid he was, he knew what level of friendship was required for someone in Huo Zhongshan's position to be on friendly terms with him. It could be anyone, but not a timid monitor like him.
"Shi Mian." Huo Zhongshan suddenly said, "Can I call you that?"
Although it was a question, there was no hint of seeking opinions in the tone; it was more like a tactful notification.
Fang Shimian nodded awkwardly, his face hot. He didn't know why these two words sounded so strange when they came out of Huo Zhongshan's mouth. It might be because the light in the car was too dim and the air-conditioning temperature was too high.
"What is that?" Huo Zhongshan's eyes fell on Fang Shimian's shoulder and neck, and his brows slightly frowned.
"Ah? What?" Fang Shimian hurriedly followed Huo Zhongshan's line of sight, but found nothing unusual. He looked at Huo Zhongshan in confusion.
There was silence in the car for a moment.
Huo Zhongshan's expression remained unchanged. He shifted his gaze from Fang Shimian's neck to his face. He said calmly, "It's a little dusty. Come over here and I'll help you deal with it."
Fang Shimian recalled the dust floating in the sunlight in the store when they were having lunch.
He subconsciously felt that he might have rubbed against the wall while eating, and because he was worried about dirtying Huo Zhongshan's car, he hurriedly planned to take off his uniform coat, "Sorry, I didn't notice it, I'll take it out and brush it off later..."
"Come here." Huo Zhongshan remained unmoved and repeated it again.
The two words were spoken with a bit of emphasis, and the tone was cold, not as casual as before, with a sense of oppression that could not be questioned.
Awe-inspiring without being angry.
Fang Shimian looked at Huo Zhongshan nervously. The man had a calm expression and it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not.
He approached slowly, mentally estimating that the distance should be about right. Just as he was about to stop, he was grabbed by a big hand. Fang Shimian lost his balance and bumped into Huo Zhongshan.
"You are not obedient at all." A rebuke neither light nor heavy sounded above his head. Because the distance was very close, Fang Shimian could smell that very faint fragrance again, a light fragrance without any mixed smell of tobacco.
Fang Shimian felt a few gentle pats on the back of his neck, very lightly, like a gentle caress. A strange feeling came over Fang Shimian. Obviously the hand did not touch any part of his skin, and the area on the back of his neck was not sensitive, but it still made him tremble.
"Okay, it's clean." The hand was withdrawn gentlemanly.
Fang Shimian woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly got up and sat down, his face red as if blood could drip, "Thank you, thank you, Mr. Huo."
"Boss Huo?" Huo Zhongshan repeated slowly and calmly, "Does Shi Mian have a bad memory?"
Even though there was no change in the tone of voice, the atmosphere in the car froze in an instant. The authority of the superior naturally could not be disobeyed.
Fang Shimian was no match for Huo Zhongshan. He was confused in a few moves. He kept changing the position of his hands and whispered, "Huo...Brother Huo."
"Good boy." Huo Zhongshan was satisfied and let the lamb go for the time being. "Don't forget it next time."
Even after getting off the car, Fang Shimian's face was still numb.
The old gentleman got out of the car behind with a stack of documents and a young man. When he saw Huo Zhongshan, he immediately came forward to talk to him. Fang Shimian was standing next to Huo Zhongshan and vaguely heard the man talking about a family dinner.
Huo Zhongshan nodded slightly, and the bodyguard beside him stepped forward to take the documents. The old man immediately smiled.
The store's front is very simple, but when the waiter led you inside, you'll find it's a completely different world. Behind the screen wall is a charming bridge with flowing water, an antique courtyard, and schools of fish swimming fast on the rocks in the stream.
After entering the box, it was very quiet and warm inside. Several well-trained waiters came forward to take the guests' coats and exited in an orderly manner.
There were four people in the box. After Huo Zhongshan sat down, the middle-aged man also sat down next to Huo Zhongshan with a smile on his face. Fang Shimian subconsciously sat next to Huo Zhongshan, but when he was about to sit down, he realized something was wrong, so he immediately stood up and wanted the young man to come over, but the young man had already sat next to the middle-aged man.
Fang Shimian could only sit down, his mind was in a mess. He didn't know why so many things were suddenly triggered while he was eating his lunch box. It was like doing side quests in a game. No matter whether you click to start the battle or not, you will eventually appear in the battle.
Fang Shimian was lost in thought when he saw Huo Zhongshan, who was talking to someone, suddenly glanced at him casually, reached out and fastened the loose buttons on the collar of Fang Shimian's shirt.
The action was very quick. By the time Fang Shimian reacted, the man had already withdrawn his hand and continued talking to the old man. Fang Shimian only saw his calm profile. It seemed to be just a casual action.
He himself did not take it to heart.
But for some reason, just with such an unintentional action, Fang Shimian's skin under the button began to heat up, and an emotion he had never felt before flowed through his heart.
So weird, just buttoning a button.
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