Chapter 19 - Exchange
Chapter 19 - Exchange
Ning Fei was dragged from underwater by Duan Yunhong to the shore. After that, she had completely given up the idea of going downstairs for a spa treatment.
He was lying on the bed in his bathrobe. Duan Yunhong came back from outside the room and said, "The hotel has taken your clothes. I promise you can wear them when you leave tomorrow. Is that okay?"
"If you hadn't dragged me into the water, would this have happened?" Ning Fei squinted at him and complained, "Playing with you is a waste of clothes."
Duan Yunhong sat on the bed and said in a nonchalant tone: "It's a waste of clothes to play with me, why would it be a waste to play with others?"
"What's it to you?" Ning Fei kicked him, then got up and got off the bed from the other side. Before Duan Yunhong had time to take a closer look at his kick, his attention was diverted: "Where are you going? Don't say I chased you away again."
Ning Fei waved her hand: "I suddenly want to smoke a cigarette. I'm afraid you will scold me, so I'll go to the balcony outside."
Duan Yunhong said: "No need to go outside, just stay at this window."
For the Nth time, Ning Fei felt that this man was a little bit magical. He seemed to dislike secondhand smoke, but he didn't allow himself to go out to smoke. What is this, a subtle "clingy" attribute?
But since the other party didn't mind, Ning Fei didn't walk any further. He picked up the hotel's cigarettes at the table, opened the packaging quickly, knocked out a cigarette, took the lighter and ashtray, and walked to the window.
Duan Yunhong stared at his bare feet, silently watching him step on the carpet step by step. It was not until Ning Fei sat on the bay window and put one foot on it that Duan Yunhong calmly withdrew his gaze.
Ning Fei seemed not to notice Duan Yunhong's gaze. He lit a cigarette, threw the lighter aside, and looked out the window.
The room was quiet for a while, and Ning Fei suddenly heard a "click".
He turned his head to look at the "culprit" on the bed and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Mr. Duan, next time you take secret photos, remember to use a phone without camera sound."
Duan Yunhong still had a calm expression on his face. He put down his phone and asked calmly, "Did you teach Su Cenxi how to smoke?"
"No, I asked him to learn from other people's photos and videos." Ning Fei was a little angry when he talked about this, "But Mr. Duan, putting me in your teaching case PPT is too much."
"You are very capable, so I will naturally let my subordinates learn more." Duan Yunhong said, "If you were a few years younger, I think you could try to make your debut."
"Then should I thank you for praising my good looks?" Ning Fei tilted his head to glance at him and chuckled, "But forget it. I don't want to go on stage."
"Behind the scenes, you also have better choices." Duan Yunhong couldn't help but bring up the topic again, "Chenxi turned against you decisively before, leaving you no face at all, and now you just go back so easily? You are a smart person, and there are only zero and countless times of betrayal, you should know it very well."
"Mr. Duan, what you said sounded like a melodrama, and I am the 'cheap' in it." Ning Fei exhaled a puff of smoke and chuckled, "But this is not a relationship, this is a business. When the interests are in place, the people will be in place."
"Even if Chenxi offers you a high price, there is no guarantee that they won't use more ruthless tactics against you next time." Duan Yunhong said, "And no matter how high the price Chenxi offers, it is not as high as the upper limit of ST. ST will give you a broader future."
"Don't make empty promises, Mr. Duan!" Ning Fei saw that the excuse was not going to work, so he changed it to another one. "Actually, I have a bet here, and I have to save face. Don't tempt me all the time."
Duan Yunhong: "What bet?"
Ning Fei: “No comment.” There was no time to include details in something that was made up on the spur of the moment.
Duan Yunhong frowned and asked, "Just because of this bet, it has to be Su Cenxi?"
"Ah, it must be." Ning Fei smiled and put out the half-smoked cigarette, "So we are destined to be rivals, loving and hating each other. Is it tense and exciting?"
"Work is work, and fun is fun." Duan Yunhong called back this sentence, saying calmly, "Don't blame me if you cry because of me in the future."
"Then I have to cry in front of you." Ning Fei jumped down from the bay window and replied casually as he walked towards the bathroom, "What if you pity me and give up your position to someone else?"
Duan Yunhong watched him walk barefoot past the end of the bed: "Where are you going now?"
"Wash your feet and brush your teeth. I'm afraid you won't go to bed with me, Mr. Duan." Ning Fei said and went into the bathroom. The wall between this bathroom and bedroom is made of glass, and there is a special button for "fogging with one click". Ning Fei didn't press it. She stood barefoot on the bathroom floor, brushed her teeth briefly, and then washed her feet. The way he washed his feet was neither weird nor sexy. He just held the hem of his bathrobe with one hand, exposing part of his thigh, and used the other hand to hold the shower head and rinse his feet. But Duan Yunhong seemed unable to resist the sound of splashing water. He silently watched Ning Fei rubbing his left foot against his right foot, and then rubbing his right foot against his left foot, with his eyes tilted.
It was not until Ning Fei finished washing her feet and went to turn off the water that Duan Yunhong woke up as if from a dream and quickly turned his eyes away.
After a few seconds, the sound of knocking on the glass came from the direction of the bathroom.
Duan Yunhong turned his head again and saw Ning Fei looking at him from the other side of the glass. He raised his voice and said, "Boss Duan, help me kick the slippers over!"
Duan Yunhong: "Get it yourself."
Ning Fei: "I have already washed my feet and I am stepping out with them wet. Am I sick? Either you help me kick off my shoes, or you come and carry me over, or you wait for me to wipe my feet with your bathrobe."
Duan Yunhong narrowed his eyes.
Ning Fei: "If you don't move, I will really walk out like this."
Duan Yunhong finally got out of bed with a cold face. Ning Fei thought that the director would kick his slippers roughly into the bathroom, but Duan Yunhong walked straight into the bathroom.
Ning Fei:? ? ?
Duan Yunhong first took the bath towel and threw it at Ning Fei: "Wipe it clean."
"Wow, you really want to carry me over." Ning Fei laughed as he wiped her feet. "It's so late, but Mr. Duan still has so much energy. So manly."
"Stop talking nonsense." Duan Yunhong saw that he had finished wiping, and just bent down to hug him horizontally, but Ning Fei opened his hands and took the initiative to buckle himself up in a koala posture. Duan Yunhong was a little surprised, but he still reached under his butt and pulled him up.
It was a short walk from the bathroom to the bed, and neither of them spoke. But just these few steps actually helped Duan Yunhong to get rid of the blockage in his heart. He put the person on the bed and spoke again: "I saw you smoking last time, but you didn't seem to smell like cigarettes."
"I don't smoke much, you just happened to see me." Ning Fei collapsed on the bed again, "What smoker doesn't bring his own cigarettes? I basically smoke whatever I can get my hands on, and that's it. I only smoked half of the one just now before I felt bored."
"Do you smoke when you're under a lot of pressure?" This is all Duan Yunhong could think of. The last time I saw him smoking was the night he was fired, and now he is facing Su Cenxi's mess.
Ning Fei looked at the ceiling, a little distracted: "Maybe, but not necessarily..."
Duan Yunhong's defenseless look made him feel moved. Just as he was about to lean over and say something, Ning Fei's eyes suddenly focused on his face again: "Come to think of it, you took a sneak shot of me just now."
Duan Yunhong paused, not knowing why the topic came back: "So?"
"So... has the first draft of MDC's ranking for this year come out?" Ning Fei looked at him. "You are the director of ST, so you must have the first draft. Can you show it to me?"
Duan Yunhong's restlessness suddenly disappeared.
"What do you want this for?" He didn't answer whether he had it or not, but replied in a cold tone, "Even if it's just a first draft, I basically don't have time to earn points anymore."
"I know, but I just want to see where Su Cenxi has fallen." Ning Fei said, "From another perspective, we are the first to prepare for next year's MDC ranking, hahaha!"
Duan Yunhong ignored him and just turned around and sat next to him.
"Boss Duan, give it to me. Anyway, the first draft won't be changed much. The CEOs of your big companies must have a copy each." Ning Fei put his foot on Duan Yunhong's leg and rubbed him with his heel. "I only have one person under me, and there's nothing to spread. It won't hurt to take a look."
Duan Yunhong still turned his back and ignored him, and even picked up his mobile phone.
"Duan Yunhong!" Ning Fei simply pulled out her foot and stepped on his back, not too hard or too lightly. "The relationship between us, even though we slept together three times, is not worth a first draft, right? Show me what's wrong. Can I still kick all of you STs out?"
Duan Yunhong finally turned around, grabbed his feet with one hand, and waved his phone with the other hand: "Sent it to you."
"Wow, that's amazingly fast, dear. Thank you!" Ning Fei winked at him, turned around and tried to crawl to get her cell phone from the bedside table on the other side. As a result, before he could climb out, Duan Yunhong grabbed his feet and pulled him back.
Duan Yunhong: "The version with comments, sleep again."
Ning Fei: "…the reason why you are a good animal, and you are a good animal."
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That night, Ning Fei was ultimately unable to enjoy the high-quality spa service downstairs.
***
Ning Fei later really started to study the MDC ranking, and he was so angry that he laughed at himself.
Then, on an evening when Su Cenxi was not working, he gathered everyone in the studio to look at the first draft of the ranking together.
"MDC ranking?!" Su Cenxi was very surprised when she saw the content projected, "Isn't it not out yet? How come there is such a detailed document? Is this for this year?"
"Didn't you see the title? It's this year's. I got the first draft." Ning Fei sat next to the laptop and controlled it with one hand. "Today, I'll show you why the top ones can get to that position, what kind of work they have done in the whole year, how much value they have received, and what the comments of people in the industry are. Let's see where the gap is between us and others, and don't be complacent all day long just because we got an interview, variety show, or small magazine."
Now no one in the entire studio dares to oppose him, and everyone can only sit down and study together. Ning Fei started from the top ten and looked down one by one, commenting on the work of these supermodels and occasionally mentioning some of their classic shots. The only one who could talk to him was Jaslin, and the others - especially Su Cenxi - could only nod their heads.
However, after looking for a long time and seeing more than twenty people, I still didn't see Su Cenxi's name.
Su Cenxi was also a little tired, and muttered quietly: "When will it be my turn..."
"Is it because I don't want you to come earlier?" Ning Fei sneered, "Then why aren't you in the top 20? Is it because you don't like it?"
Su Cenxi didn't dare to speak.
Finally, when I scrolled to the end of the list, I saw Su Cenxi's name.
NO.49, the last one who barely made it onto the list.
Everyone in the studio was very clear about Ning Fei’s target: Oh no, someone is about to be in big trouble.
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