Chapter 9 Vomit
Chi Liu frowned in confusion: "Hello?"
A deep, distorted voice exploded in my ears: "I am Chu Qi."
Chi Liu: "!"
He immediately pressed the end button and almost threw the phone away.
He opened his eyes wide and looked towards the most conspicuous building across the river: Was Secretary Wen caught by the boss for answering his call during working hours?
Now I have to compensate Secretary Wen well, and I can treat him to a more expensive meal.
Chi Liu turned around and finally couldn't help but twitching his lips: suddenly hearing his one-night stand partner's name in this situation would really test his ability to respond!
At this time, the worker asked him to look at the design drawing. Chi Liu took a deep breath, immediately put this episode behind him, and walked into the store.
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Yingwang Building.
The office fell into dead silence.
Secretary Wen looked at his boss who was frozen in place after the call was hung up with trepidation, silently worrying about his own phone.
A second later, Chu Qi returned the phone to him with a smile, and the strange curve of his mouth even revealed a bit of sweetness.
Secretary Wen: “?”
Chu Qi's eyes showed a terrifying pity: "He was too excited to speak when he heard my voice, so he had to hang up the phone."
Secretary Wen: “….”
Chu Qi stood up and walked gracefully to the floor-to-ceiling window. He pressed his overly pale slender fingers on the glass and looked straight in a certain direction, his dark pupils filled with excitement.
As dusk approaches, the terrace on the 66th floor of the Yunzhong Building is shrouded in warm colors, and busy workers are doing the finishing work.
The little believer had already entered the room. Now he could only see, at the junction of light and shadow behind the glass door, a tall and elegant figure leaning against the bar, with his head slightly lowered, his beautiful and thin back trembling slightly, tiny shadows cast on him, and his narrow waist seemed to be graspable.
A vague red light began to appear at the edges of Chu Qi's pupils: the little believer must have been so excited that he was about to faint and had to lean there to support his body.
I really want to see his red face, pitiful and cute...
Want to see more...
He was so pious and so lovely, maybe he should give him a surprise.
Suddenly, he thought of something, turned around, and looked at Secretary Wen thoughtfully.
Secretary Wen's throat felt a little dry. He pushed his glasses up, pretending to be calm. His intuition told him... it was not good.
Sure enough, the next second, Chu Qi spoke with an increasingly brilliant smile: "I allow you to discuss dining arrangements with my little believer."
Secretary Wen was stunned for a moment and said, "...Actually——"
In fact, he originally only wanted to reply to Mr. Chi, there was really no need.
He didn't even understand how he had helped Mr. Chi, but Mr. Chi really helped him a lot.
If anyone is going to treat someone to a meal, it should be him who should treat Mr. Chi.
But Chu Qi interrupted him domineeringly: "But the one who appears in front of him will be me."
Secretary Wen: “…” He just knew it.
Chu Qi was already sitting behind his desk. He was in such a good mood that he took the initiative to review the company documents, saying, "You can now personally respond to the invitation from the little believer. You will have to work overtime to complete the unfinished work."
Secretary Wen, who was feeling miserable, kept replaying "damn evil capitalists" in his mind for a hundred times, but he still took a deep breath, smiled, replied "yes", and obediently walked out of the office door.
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When Secretary Wen arrived at the 66th floor of the Yunzhong Building, dusk had already fallen.
The workers had already finished their work, leaving only Chi Liu still leaning leisurely against the bar, with his head slightly lowered, looking carefully at the design drawing, and using a pen to modify the places that were inconvenient for construction.
Hearing the noise, he belatedly raised his head in the evening light and saw a sincere smile on the visitor's face: "Sorry, your boss caught you. I'll treat you to a better meal later."
Secretary Wen was startled when he heard the friendly tone, and finally took off the mask of always being official and proper, and sighed heavily like a real office animal.
He walked into the terrace and sat down unceremoniously on the seat that Chi Liu had just prepared. He smiled and said, "Do you mind opening the restaurant earlier and giving me a drink? But it would be better if the alcohol content is lower, as I have to go back to work overtime later."
Chi Liu was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "Okay." It just so happened that the bulk wine sample he bought arrived.
He turned on the warm lights on the terrace and complained, "Do the capitalists here exploit people like this?"
Secretary Wen smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Capitalists everywhere are the same. Life is not easy, Boss Chi."
It's such a difficult job for him as a secretary! He can't even change his boss!
Chi Liu stood behind the bar and thought, since the black-hearted boss with the same name as the monster leader was exploiting Secretary Wen like this, then could he poach Secretary Wen in the future?
I heard from the manager that Secretary Wen is very capable at work.
If we recruit him, we might be able to open a branch earlier.
Chi Liu even began to formulate a strategy for poaching people in his mind. He took out two highball glasses from the refrigerator with a wine glass clip, squeezed lime juice into each glass, added sugar, and picked fresh mint leaves and crushed them into the glasses...
Add ice, sparkling water, rum...
He quickly prepared two glasses of mojito, sat down opposite Secretary Wen, and pushed one of the glasses in front of her.
At this time, the river water outside the terrace is rolling, the buildings opposite are already covered with neon lights, and the moist evening breeze blows past, making people feel particularly comfortable.
In the transparent highball glass on the table, the fresh mint leaves are filled with the refreshing and sweet bubbles of rum. The coolness of the mint leaves mixed with the aroma of rum hits you in the face, giving you a pleasant feeling of dizziness.
Secretary Wen thanked him and took a sip of the wine without any hesitation. The moment he drank it, he was startled and suddenly looked up at Chi Liu.
This wine is really delicious...
However, this taste... made him feel strangely nostalgic and familiar...
There are countless bartenders in the world who can make Mojitos, but each bartender has his or her own little habits, and the proportions of the ingredients added are always slightly different.
If you are used to drinking the drinks mixed by one person, then you can easily tell the difference when drinking someone else's...
Secretary Wen looked at Chi Liu quietly, with a rare look of bewilderment and confusion on his face: a long time ago, he seemed to have drunk wine with this taste in "that world"...
Chi Liu looked at the other person's expression and blinked: "Are you not used to sweet wine?"
Secretary Wen came back to his senses, shook his head, took another sip, and said, "No, it tastes good."
Maybe it was just his illusion.
Chi Liu: “Hmm.”
He smiled relaxedly and picked up the cup in front of him.
Since coming into this world, he has hardly ever drunk alcohol.
At this moment, the refreshing aroma of wine hit his nose. He took a sip but paused - somehow, he felt that he shouldn't drink now...
Chi Liu frowned in confusion, looked at the glass of mojito for a while, and finally put it back on the table.
Secretary Wen did not notice the other party's strangeness. He had already finished the glass of wine and was completely revived. He exclaimed: "What a great craftsmanship."
He already regarded Chi Liu as a friend, so he said directly: "I see that your bar still needs some time to be renovated. In a few days, it will be Yingwang's anniversary celebration. There will be a bar at the venue. Do you want to come and mix drinks? Yingwang is very generous in terms of remuneration."
There will be many NPC employees participating at that time, so it won’t be inconvenient for Chi Liu to go.
Chi Liu's white fingers stroked the wall of the cup, his expression a little subtle: "Is your boss going?"
Secretary Wen: "Ah, he doesn't usually come."
Chi Liu: "Then I can." The store hasn't opened yet, and money is being spent like water, so it would be nice to make some extra money.
After mentioning the boss, Secretary Wen's mouth twitched - he finally remembered his mission.
He looked at Chi Liu for a long time, and uttered, "Um, Boss Chi, have you believed in anything, uh, strange, recently——"
Before he finished speaking, his pupils shrank.
Behind the glass door of the terrace is a quiet room. At this moment, the darkness there surged silently for a moment and then returned to calm.
Secretary Wen's scalp tingled and his mouth twitched - his boss was here, behind that glass door!
Chi Liu was about to answer, but his hand subconsciously touched his abdomen. He lowered his head and frowned slightly - he inexplicably felt a slight heat there.
It was as if there was some presence there that was responding unconsciously.
Is it because of the drink he just drank?
Not caring, he looked up at Secretary Wen and answered his question: "No."
Before this unbelievable thing of time travel happened to him, he was an atheist.
Secretary Wen thought to himself that it was indeed the boss with a very low level of socialization who misunderstood.
But it doesn’t matter if he’s not a believer. As long as Xiaochi has a good impression of the boss, it won’t be difficult to arrange a meal with him.
So he continued to ask: "...What is your impression of our boss?"
Chi Liu smiled slightly and said without hesitation: "I don't know him."
I don't want to get to know my one-night stand partner at all.
Secretary Wen: “….”
He was completely confused.
The boss acted so familiar with Koike that he thought they at least knew each other!
The darkness inside the glass door was surging like a whirlpool in the deep sea. Secretary Wen didn’t dare to look...
At this time, Chi Liu suddenly stood up. His face was a little pale for some reason. He forced a smile and said, "Sorry, I feel a little uncomfortable. I'm going to the bathroom."
After saying that, he strode out of his seat, covered his mouth, walked into the room, brushed past the dark color surging behind the glass door, and walked towards the bathroom outside.
Secretary Wen: “…”
Secretary Wen stood there in a daze, yet hadn't reacted when a low and distorted voice came from the increasingly terrifying darkness behind the glass door.
As depressed as someone squatting in a corner drawing mushrooms: "He is not my believer, he doesn't know me, he wants to vomit when he hears me..."
"He wanted to vomit when he heard me..."
"He wanted to vomit when he heard me..."
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Mr. Chu is autistic and draws mushrooms: He wants to vomit when he hears me...
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