Chapter 4: Lifelong Member of the Secret Society Their relationship is only...
"You don't have to brush so hard." Chen Che emphasized again, "Just pretend."
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This was something Chi Leyou had not expected.
The curse in my heart a second ago became stuck in my chest a second later, unable to go up or down.
Others are kind, but she is narrow-minded.
Chi Leyou slowly withdrew his prejudice and slowed down his strength.
To be honest, this job pays a lot of money per hour.
As someone who receives a salary, she has to be worthy of the employer who pays her salary.
After a moment of conflict in her mind, she quickly entered the immersive swimming pool mode.
"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh, swoosh..."
The devilish sound reached his ears, and Shen Che complained: "Fool."
"Xiao Che." Du Yuanshan called him, "Come here."
Chi Leyou looked at the two people talking in the distance, and his ears received Chinese intermittently.
——"Do you have enough money? Here's the money for you."
——"Is that custom sports car arriving soon?"
A black bank card and a stack of cash seemed to flash before his eyes. Chi Leyou withdrew his eyes in time and squatted back to the bottom of the pool.
If you look at it again, it would be impolite.
The rich sister is giving pocket money to the little puppy.
"No need." Shen Che's voice came over, less teasing and more resistant?
Do you feel embarrassed?
He was accompanying his rich sister, while Chi Leyou was also cleaning the swimming pool for his rich sister.
What's there to be embarrassed about if you make money based on your own abilities?
If her sister has forehead wrinkles, chloasma, cellulite and obesity lines, she will observe a minute of silence for the little puppy.
But the rich sister's cake was fragrant, soft and crispy, just like the decorated cakes that pastry chefs prepare in world-class competitions.
It’s not a loss at all!
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It’s a huge loss - the workers are willing but unable to do their job, and their aching arms want to go on strike.
Chi Leyou gritted his teeth and closed the lid of the equipment box.
The blue and yellow equipment box was blocked by a figure, and a heavily accented English voice rang out: "Yoyo, are you going to work next Tuesday?"
Chi Leyou squatted on the ground without looking up: "I don't have time to work next week."
"Okay." The Mexican took out his phone and looked at her head eagerly. "Can I add your contact information?"
Chi Leyou still lowered his head, reopened the lid, and searched for something with his hands full: "I sent my phone in for repair."
"Is that so..." He touched his hat awkwardly and lowered his voice.
Chen Che's eyes moved around, landing on the Mexican's brown skin, and then moved to Chi Leyou's cheek. Two red flowers bloomed on his face after working hard.
My heart started beating inexplicably, and blurry images emerged in my mind... the golden waves rolling in the wheat fields, the threshers like monsters with bared fangs and claws, the rice like rain, and the drying yard like a piece of golden cardboard.
The little girl with pigtails and a rosy face tugged at his clothes and said enthusiastically, "Brother Xiaoxi, there's an open-air movie tonight. I'll treat you to it."
The evening breeze dried the sweat from her forehead. Chen Che sneered, "Fool, open-air movies are free anyway."
The Mexican noticed Shen Che's gaze and was startled.
This was not the first time he had seen Shen Che, as Liam had previously taken his team to Shen Che’s friend’s house to clean the swimming pool.
My impression of Asians was completely overturned from that incident.
When Chen Che is silent, he always makes people feel nervous. Beneath his gentle and polite appearance, he hides a cold and distant look.
Chen Che's friend's house is just a villa worth a few million foreign currencies. Mexicans have cleaned the swimming pools of more advanced and luxurious villas. Such "rich families" only make him feel that reincarnation is a metaphysics.
And today, as I drove into the heated driveway, I could see that the heavy snow a few days ago had no effect on this palatial villa.
He knew that Shen Che was not simple.
He is not an ordinary nobleman. He is refined and aloof, looking down upon ordinary people like them from another dimension.
With his eyes moving, Chen Che no longer looked at Chi Leyou, but he didn't spare her with his mouth. He felt relieved when he spit out a word of black mud: "Silly roe deer actually still has a market."
"Hey, who are you scolding?" Du Yuanshan pulled his sleeve, glanced at the Mexican's crooked green hat, and warned, "Don't use racial discrimination."
"I discriminate?" Chen Che turned his eyes away and gave his mother a sidelong glance.
Du Yuanshan kept an eye on everything around her. She didn't understand the broken English, but she could tell from the other person's body language and expression: "That foreign guy wants to add the girl as his friend, right?"
"Liam." Chen Che called to the tall man behind the Mexican.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Du Yuanshan pulled his hand. What was this brat doing meddling in other people's affairs?
It was originally agreed that Liam would be paid by bank transfer.
I didn't expect the employer to pay me now.
Each person received 500 foreign currencies based on working hours.
After working hard for a long time, everyone finally has real money in their hands and counts the money in front of their employer.
Chi Leyou took the wad of money and felt its unusual thickness with his fingertips. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw several workers counting the money. One Mexican even held the bill aloft, scrutinizing the portrait engraved on it in the sunlight.
She tilted her head and cast a question mark.
Shen Che lowered his voice, his Chinese speaking sounding like a secret agent's meeting: "Stop talking so much nonsense. Go back and get some money and buy a new phone."
When paying wages, he would take out a few extra foreign currency notes, which was a simple thing to do.
The girl was only twenty years old, looked like a student, with small arms and thin legs, and worked among a bunch of big men.
The work is still the most tiring and dirtiest.
Compassion arises for no reason. When I am overseas and see my compatriots, I help them if I can.
But he is not a philanthropist. His warehouse is filled with new Apple phones given to him by others, and he would not give them to a girl he met by chance.
Converted into RMB, it is just under 2,000, which is enough to buy a second-hand iPhone 14 on Facebook Market. He is kind-hearted, but not by much.
Chi Leyou lacks the element of gold, and her unexpected fortune overwhelms her.
This stack of money must be doubled, right?
She clutched the money tightly and uttered, "Thank you."
Liam took the others away.
The clean swimming pool is exceptionally blue.
Chi Leyou took out his cell phone from the treasure bag on the chest of his overalls. Seeing this, Chen Che immediately felt like he had been cheated.
"My phone isn't broken." She smiled sincerely. "Here, I'll return the extra money to you."
The slender fingers pinched the hundred-yuan bill. The new bill was made of plastic and was neatly arranged. The sunlight passed through the transparent maple leaves on the bill and cast a circular spot of light on the ground.
Chen Che didn't accept it and asked, "Is this your way of rejecting others?"
The Mexican was obviously interested in her, and since she had no intention of developing a new "friendship" relationship, she might as well get off the bus before setting off.
Chi Leyou remained silent.
"I'll return the money to you." She stretched her arm and handed the banknotes to Chen Che.
"No need." There was no reason to take back the money he had given away, so he simply put his hands in his pockets.
He stood there nonchalantly, his shoulders straight, like the best employer in the world.
Unfortunately, the employer was not him. He had another financial backer.
Chi Leyou, half knocked unconscious by the huge sum of money, tried to stay awake: "Are you the boy who gives away money?"
The twenty-two-year-old boy shrugged and said nothing.
Du Yuanshan, who had disappeared for a long time, was very enthusiastic: "Keep it. His money is my money. It's normal for me, your aunt, to give a little pocket money to a kid."
The girl curled her lips and said, "Thank you, sister."
"Hey!" Du Yuanshan's heart was filled with excitement. Since the child called her "sister", she changed her words and said, "This is the fruit and vegetable yogurt that my sister made herself. Eat it on the way back."
In my hand, there is a cup of yogurt, topped with thick purple and green juice/paste, and blueberries piled up like Mount Fuji on top.
It is a cup of yogurt with a lot of small ingredients and a very complex content.
When I was a child, I went to visit my friends’ home. The hospitable aunt would give each of them a bottle of AD calcium milk. Chi Leyou felt warm in his heart.
Shen Che was also stuffed with a cup of yogurt.
Chi Leyou looked at him quietly, his expression normal, and thought to himself, it seems that he often eats the loving yogurt made by the rich sister.
There was no trace of emotion on Brother Ice's face.
Sure enough, love will disappear.
Du Yuanshan said: "Miss Chi, you have worked hard today."
Chi Leyou said politely: "Sister, this is my job."
Du Yuanshan seemed to be in a dilemma and stammered, "...Can you please not tell your friends about this when you get home?"
Chi Leyou was quick-witted and raised his palm to strike his chest.
“Bang!”
It seemed as if in the next second, she would passionately perform a scene of shattering a stone on her chest.
The remaining two were stunned.
The girl said proudly: "Don't worry about my character!"
She pinched her fingers and pulled her lips sideways. "I'm a lifetime member of the Secret Keeper's Association. During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, the enemy would never have pried a single secret out of me!"
The rich sister doesn't want others to know about her relationship with the little puppy.
Their relationship only exists at night. She understands!
Du Yuanshan was frightened by her and nodded quickly: "I don't mean to disbelieve you."
Her fans, both male and female, would scream with excitement when they saw her, take photos with her, get her autographs, shake hands with her and hug her.
The girl in front of me is different.
Apart from praising her beauty, the girl had no deeper emotions.
"Old Zheng, please show the guests out." Du Yuanshan said to the housekeeper.
Chen Che heard Chi Leyou and Du Yuanshan say goodbye, and his gaze drifted towards her again. He saw the corners of the girl's mouth twitching, as if she was thinking about how to address him.
The boy who gives away money?
Or Mr. So-and-so? No, she didn't seem to know her own name.
There was a faint anticipation in my chest. Would she take this opportunity to ask me my name?
This second, slow down to 0.5 times the speed.
The girl didn't say anything, but a smile rose from the corner of her lips, spreading across the distance of several meters.
"bye."
She turned around, her steps brisk.
The setting sun casts golden rays, the sky is blue, and the clouds are soft.
And the pair of red rubber boots that gradually disappeared from sight.
Chen Che blinked, and the colorful world flooded into his vision.
He was stunned for a moment, then took a step forward.
"Hello, what's your name?"
The girl was dozens of meters away from him, and the wind carried her words to him.
——"Chi Leyou."
She raised the yogurt in her hand.
Chen Che: “?”
Have you eaten...yo?
So this is really her tricky way of rejecting men?
The girl didn't move, but smiled warmly and shook the yogurt cup slightly.
Was she determined to make him drink the yogurt?
This was the first time in his life that he asked a girl her name, but she toasted him from a distance?
Chen Che's face was filled with an indescribable expression.
What’s even worse is that the girl opposite is like an extremely patient hunter, waiting for her prey to fall into the trap.
Chen Che could only hold up the "Qimma Brand Intestinal Flora Disruption Yogurt" from a distance.
The gentle swaying looks like a childish game between kids in the corner of the park.
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"Ms. Du, what toppings do you put in your yogurt?" Shen Che leaned leisurely at the door of the villa's gym.
Inside the door, a female star was wrestling with a stair climbing machine, trying hard to get rid of non-existent fat.
Du Yuanshan, breathing unsteadily and feeling extremely hot, spoke intermittently: "It's delicious...? You are smart, brave, and beautiful... Mommy made it herself!"
Bitter melon, celery, prunes, snow peas...vegetables and fruits that have nothing to do with each other are all displayed in a small yogurt cup.
Chen Che: "Are you sure it's snow peas, not crotons?"
Facing her son's question, Du Yuanshan stopped the stair climbing machine and wiped her face with a towel. "Where can I buy croton in this poor place?! They're only available in China, okay!"
Chen Che leaned back, his neck tilted to the corridor, like a bamboo tree blown to the side by the wind, "Uncle Zheng, it's okay, you don't need to go to the emergency room, just go to the bathroom."
Du Yuanshan realized that her son refused to drink the loving yogurt she made for him and gave it to the housekeeper instead.
"What do you mean, little brat?"
Chen Che: “Let Uncle Zheng help me test the poison.”
"..." The butler, with an indescribable expression, held onto his stomach and vented his last breath of resentment, "This was brought by security... It should have been left by Miss Chi at the gate. Oh, and there's also her note."
Wow—Chen Che stretched out his long arm and intercepted Du Yuanshan before she could.
Despite her protests, a certain food-guarding puppy headed straight for her bedroom.
Lock the door.
Lead-gray bed sheets, brown room interiors, and gauze curtains filter out the bright sunlight and isolate the world of bright colors.
The sticky note was not big, and its oversaturated fluorescent yellow was like a seesaw in amusement park. He sat down on it and lifted it up. The other side of the seesaw tilted up high, pointing directly to the ice-blue sky outside the window.
The room was so quiet that you could hear the sound of blood flowing rapidly.
Post-it Notes
Hey, I appreciate your kindness. I'll give your money to Uncle Zheng. Working isn't easy, so don't waste your money. Save some for a rainy day. Best wishes.
Chen Che turned to the back, and it was blank.
No name.
No contact information.
What did she mean? It's hard to work? Don't waste money?
What kind of job does he do?
Is there such a thing as a “full-time son” in the world?
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