Chapter 48
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Wang Zhi was in a very good mood.
When Wang Zhi thought that the TV series he starred in would actually be submitted for the Golden Phoenix Awards - regardless of whether it won the award or not, it was a kind of recognition - he felt that Gao Bo Chong was more and more pleasing to his eyes.
It was rare for him to wake up earlier than Gao Bochong. He originally wanted to get up and make a loving breakfast for Gao Bochong, but he sat up for a while and then lay back down.
Gao Bochong hugged me so tightly!
Wang Zhi struggled to poke Gao Bochong's abdominal muscles. Gao Bochong half-closed his eyes, grabbed his hand, pulled it to his lips and kissed it: "What time is it?"
"If you don't let me go, we're going to be late."
Gao Bochong smiled and said, "Didn't you have a lot of fun riding horses last night?"
…
The mention of this brought back memories of Wang Zhi's own unbridled energy, but he hadn't imagined it could be so exhausting. Isn't it said that there's no such thing as plowed land, only exhausted oxen? Why did he feel like he was being drained dry when it came to this?
There really isn't a single drop left...
Wang Zhichang said with a serious face, "I find that I still prefer more peaceful entertainment activities. Horseback riding is too difficult for me."
Gao Bochong said, "Okay, I'll ride it tonight."
That’s not what he meant…!
How did Gao Bochong misinterpret every word he said into something yellow?
Wang Zhi was completely baffled. After breakfast, on the way to the film crew, he suddenly said to the driver, "Brother Zhou, could you please go to the Junting Hotel?"
He had already taken a fancy to the fact that Junting was recently holding its tenth anniversary event. For a five-star hotel like this, the service fee for the private rooms alone used to be four figures, but now not only was it comprehensive, but all consumption was also 20% off, which was just enough to treat the crew to a meal.
When paying the deposit, Wang Zhi hesitated for a moment and decided not to use Gao Bochong's black card.
The money for the dinner was not much, so I decided not to spend Gao Bocong's money for the time being, lest he think that I was taking such a small amount of money and was materialistic and had no taste.
Save it first, and buy a big luxury item in one go later!
With a yearning for the "luxury goods" that he had not yet obtained, Wang Zhi happily swiped his card, then got back in the car and went to the crew to film.
Inside the company, Gao Bochong was handling official business with his eyes lowered. His assistant suddenly came in and hesitated when he saw him reading a document.
Gao Bochong didn't look up, but asked calmly, "What's the matter?"
The assistant then whispered, "Madam went to Junting this morning. Now Junting called and asked if we need to upgrade the ordinary box to a luxury box."
"Junting?"
Gao Bo Chong remembered that it was a hotel he didn't often go to, but this kind of chain group would take the initiative to provide him with VIP services. Gao Bo Chong then instructed his assistant to add Wang Zhi's name to all his membership cards, so that no matter where he spent money, he could just record it directly in the account.
"You don't have to tell me about such a small matter."
Gao Bochong paused and thought again, Wang Zhi probably booked a private room to treat the crew to dinner. Wang Zhi had never brought him to meet his friends before. This dinner with the crew was also a meeting with colleagues. It was a first meeting, so he should leave a good impression to avoid people thinking that Wang Zhi married the wrong person.
Gao Bochong changed his tone: "Tell Junting that they don't need to prepare any drinks."
The assistant agreed, and Gao Bochong then continued to look after his official business.
But before, he seemed to be focused when reading official documents, but this time he was a little distracted. He thought that he didn't know when Wang Zhi would ask him to go to a banquet with him to entertain his colleagues.
Since you have booked a private room, why don’t you use your own card?
After giving it to him, he seemed to have never used it once.
Is it because of restraint? Or has it forgotten?
Gao Bochong couldn't figure out what Wang Zhi was thinking, so he planned to go back and give Wang Zhi a hint.
If I give him the card, it's his. If I don't spend a cent, do I think I'm just being generous?
It’s still Gao Fengming’s fault.
When I was in love with Wang Zhi, I didn't cultivate good habits in him, which is why he was so restrained and didn't even dare to spend money.
In the evening, Gao Bochong learned from yesterday's experience, left the office an hour early, took the flowers that were sent to him, and returned home on time.
Wang Zhi came back later than him. When she came in humming a song, she was stunned when she saw him. "Husband?"
How come Gao Bochong came back earlier than me?
Gao Bochong didn't want Wang Zhi to know that he had left home early to avoid traffic jams, so he just said lightly: "Wash your hands and eat."
The flowers are placed at the door and can be seen at a glance.
Wang Zhi immediately smiled and said, "The flowers are even more beautiful today. Thank you, husband."
Gao Bochong raised the corner of his lips: "You're welcome."
While the two were eating, Wang Zhi was talking about interesting things on the set with a smile on his face, but he suddenly stopped talking halfway through.
Gao Bochong asked, "Why don't you say anything?"
Wang Zhi said embarrassedly, "Shouldn't I talk so much while eating?"
Don't wealthy families always practice silence while eating? But Gao Bochong didn't manage to stay silent while sleeping. Every time he was in bed, he was extremely talkative, much more talkative than usual, and every word he said was quite passionate...
Gao Bochong said: "We don't have such a rule in our family."
He added, "It's very interesting. I love listening to it."
Wang Zhi then became happy, his eyes curved, and he continued speaking.
Gao Bochong listened patiently and agreed from time to time, but he was wondering when Wang Zhi would ask him to join him for dinner.
After dinner, Wang Zhi took his own bowl and chopsticks to the kitchen and ran out to bring them in for Gao Bochong. Unexpectedly, Gao Bochong had already stood up and followed him in.
Wang Zhi was surprised: "Why don't you let me come?"
"I can do it myself."
Gao Bochong spoke in a calm tone, but his brows were furrowed.
Wang Zhi thought he thought he was meddling, but he didn't take it to heart.
Although there were servants, such small things could be done easily, and Wang Zhi was really not used to being a hands-off boss.
Gao Bochong was thinking that he was still a step too slow. If he had been earlier, he would have been able to bring in Wang Zhi's bowl and chopsticks.
Each of them had their own thoughts, so they walked hand in hand without saying a word. The wind gradually cooled, and the fragrance of the chrysanthemums planted in the garden filled the air. Wang Zhi hugged his arms, and Gao Bochong, who was standing next to him, reached out and hugged him, touching his neck: "It's a bit cold."
Wang Zhi said, "Yes, a little bit. The temperature suddenly dropped."
Gao Bochong: "I'll have a doctor come over this weekend to examine you and prescribe some Chinese medicine."
Chinese medicine is very bitter.
Wang Zhi immediately changed his words: "Actually, my heart is full of fire, so I'm not cold at all."
But Gao Bochong said, "That's it."
…
dictatorship!
Wang Zhi snorted secretly, and in order to resist, he retracted his fingers into his sleeves to prevent Gao Bo Chong from grabbing them.
Gao Bochong didn't take it seriously at all, and thought Wang Zhi was just afraid of the cold, so he just wrapped his entire fist in his palm and said, "You love to act like a spoiled child."
Wang Zhi: ...
He's not acting like a spoiled brat...!
But Gao Bochong's hands were really warm, and Wang Zhi squinted his eyes in comfort and breathed a sigh of relief. Gao Bochong smiled at him and thought to himself that it was still too cold outside. He would probably invite him in when he got back to his room.
At night.
The servants returned to the servants' room in the podium, and only Gao Bochong and Wang Zhi were left in the entire main building.
In the living room, Wang Zhi sat on a piano chair, an antique grand piano behind him. Gao Bochong kissed him deeply, and Wang Zhi leaned back involuntarily, his elbows landing on the keys, making a deafening sound. Wang Zhi shuddered with fear, and subconsciously clasped his legs around Gao Bochong.
Gao Bo Chong groaned, and the hand that was pinching his waist suddenly tightened, leaving bright red finger marks, like a rose blooming and withering.
Wang Zhi didn't dare touch the piano keys again, but Gao Bochong pressed on, leaving him with no way to retreat. Precariously trapped in Gao Bochong's arms, he could only cry out, "Husband..."
"Husband is here, baby, what's wrong?"
Wang Zhi was really about to cry.
He was hanging there, neither going up nor down. His arms and legs were sore, and his slender waist was shaking violently.
But Gao Bochong refused to give in, as if he really couldn't guess what he was thinking. Wang Zhi had no choice but to bite his lip and said, "Can you... hurry up..."
Finish.
But Gao Bochong only heard the last two words.
The intermittent piano music started again, echoing throughout the empty mansion. Wang Zhi blushed with embarrassment, but Gao Bochong insisted on praising him: "Baby, you play really beautifully."
Then she bit his ear and licked his earlobe, "Your meow sounds nice too."
Wang Zhi cried until her voice was hoarse, and she swore to stay away from the piano in the future and never listen to Gao Bocong's sweet words again, or be coaxed by him to sit on the piano bench like today.
Gao Bo Chong was quite pleased with himself. Seeing Wang Zhi fall limply into his arms after being tormented by him, his male pride was completely satisfied.
He carried Wang Zhi upstairs and put him in the bathtub to wash up. During the wash, Wang Zhi was too sleepy to open his eyes. After he felt himself being picked up and put on the bed, he immediately fell asleep.
Pulled back again.
Gao Bochong hugged him and whispered to him, "Zhizhi."
Hate!
I've been tormenting myself for so long and still can't sleep.
Wang Zhi asked impatiently: "What are you doing?"
Gao Bochong was stunned for a moment, then he laughed: "It's okay, you go to sleep first."
It seems that he is really tired and is even angry at me.
There's no rush about the invitation. You should tell yourself tomorrow morning, right?
The next morning, after Wang Zhi struggled to get up, holding his waist, he pretended to be careless and stepped on Gao Bochong's leg.
Gao Bochong hissed and grabbed his ankle. Wang Zhi lost his balance and nearly fell. His heartbeat quickened with fear, and he quickly said, "Honey, I was wrong."
Gao Bochong then slowly let go of her hand and asked pointedly, "Are you still going to the crew today?"
Wang Zhi replied: "Yes."
He is very busy today. He has to shoot a movie and confirm the box number and dishes with the hotel. So should he ask the director for leave, leave early and go to the hotel to wait for the reception?
Wang Zhi had a lot of things on his mind and was staring at his phone while eating. He didn't notice Gao Bochong's hesitant expression at all.
After finishing his meal, he quickly sent the dishes to the kitchen, ran out and pecked Gao Bochong lightly on the cheek: "Hubby, I'm leaving."
Gao Bochong said: "Okay..."
Before he could finish his words, Wang Zhi had already run away.
He had changed his shower gel over the past two days, and his body was filled with the refreshing scent of sweet orange. Through the window, I could see him standing at the door, stretching vigorously, his snow-white, flexible waist revealed from under his clothes, but after a brief glimpse, it was hidden again under the fabric.
Gao Bochong slowly withdrew his gaze, finished his meal, picked up his plate and walked towards the kitchen.
The housekeeper had been waiting on the side and quickly reached out to take it: "Sir, let me do it."
"No need." Gao Bochong said, "Madam likes to do things herself. From now on, we will do this kind of thing ourselves."
The housekeeper didn't expect that Gao Bochong was willing to accommodate Wang Zhi to this extent, not only in front of Wang Zhi, but also when Wang Zhi was not around.
The housekeeper showed great respect to Wang Zhi.
The lady was truly unfathomable. She was able to change the husband's habits in just a few days.
Gao Bochong was a little annoyed.
Why hasn’t Wang Zhi told him about the dinner yet?
Could it be that he is going to entertain his colleagues tonight and doesn't need to go himself?
But isn't this party just to celebrate their marriage?
How can I not go myself?!
…
There was no rush. The dinner was in the evening. Maybe Wang Zhi planned to tell him before getting off work, and there would be plenty of time for him to go there at that time.
Ning Quanwu worked overtime for two days and couldn't take it anymore, so he accidentally fell asleep during work hours.
When he woke up, he realized with a guilty conscience that he had slept through an entire workday.
But the company operates normally even without him.
Ning Quanwu felt a little disappointed and went to harass Gao Bochong with work materials.
He has been married to Wang Zhi for so long, why doesn't he let Wang Zhi out to meet these old friends?
Ning Quanwu was determined to criticize Gao Bochong, so as soon as he knocked on the door, he took the initiative and said, "Old Gao, when are you going to bring Zhizhi out to have dinner with us? Oh my god, Old Gao, why do you look so grim? Is Zhizhi going to divorce you?"
Behind the desk, Gao Bochong was looking at him coldly.
Hearing this, Gao Bochong sneered: "It seems that you still don't have enough work?"
You actually come here and talk nonsense.
Ning Quanwu realized it belatedly, not knowing how he had inadvertently offended Gao Bochong. He said listlessly, "That's enough, Mr. Gao."
Gao Bochong ignored him and just took out his cell phone and took another look at it.
It's less than half an hour until the end of get off work.
As far as he knew, the crew should be finishing filming soon.
But Wang Zhi’s WeChat remained quiet, and it seemed that he had no intention of inviting Gao Bochong.
Gao Bochong didn't know that his mood at the moment was subtly similar to those who were bullied by Americans. He just stared at his phone, as if trying to figure out why Wang Zhi came to the banquet alone.
After a long while, Gao Bochong still couldn't guess, so he asked Ning Quanwu, "...Under what circumstances would your partner attend a party alone without you?"
Ning Quanwu said casually, "Of course it's when I don't like you. Why didn't Zhizhi take you out to play?"
Gao Bochong said coldly: "No."
Ning Quanwu: "Then why are you asking this?"
Gao Bochong: "It has nothing to do with you."
Ning Quanwu: "There is another possibility."
Gao Bochong raised his eyes and looked at Ning Quanwu.
Ning Quanwu chuckled, "Maybe they think you're too old and there's a generation gap between us, so they're afraid you'll ruin their young people's gathering."
Gao Bochong: ...
Is there a generation gap?
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Outside the private room, Wang Zhi looked up to confirm the door number and said with some confusion: "I remember I booked an ordinary private room?"
Thinking of the VIP user's message, the manager who came to accompany him smiled and said, "As you know, we are having our tenth anniversary event recently, so we upgraded for you."
"Upgrade?" Wang Zhi asked suspiciously, "What's the price?"
Do VIP users actually care about price?
The manager kept smiling: "Of course it's free."
Wang Zhi was relieved: "Thank you very much."
"This is what we should do." The manager led Wang Zhi into the private room and introduced the dishes. "You originally ordered a premium business meal, but now it has been upgraded to a supreme deluxe set menu for free. Are there any dietary restrictions?"
Wang Zhi took the menu and was surprised to find that the supreme deluxe set menu included expensive seafood such as scallop and grouper, but no alcohol.
Seeing the manager's enthusiastic eyes, Wang Zhi said, "That's fine. Let's leave it at that."
If there's no alcohol, then there's no alcohol. It's just right that everyone doesn't drink. He'll ask someone to get some drinks later.
Wang Zhi calculated carefully, took out his cell phone, and felt a little conflicted.
Should we invite Gao Bochong?
Originally, he just planned to have a small gathering. Gao Bo Chong was busy with official duties, so he didn't want to bother him with such a small matter. But now, the hotel helped to upgrade it for free, and the standard of this dinner seemed to have barely reached the level where Gao Bo Chong could be invited to participate.
but……
What if Gao Bochong refuses?
That would be so embarrassing.
Moreover, Wang Zhi kept in mind that Gao Bo Chong was not only her husband, but also her financial sponsor. Since she had nothing to do, it would be best not to disturb him.
Wang Zhi put down his phone and thoughtfully decided not to let Gao Bo Chong come to the social event.
He never expected that on the other side of the city, his husband was falling into deep self-doubt because of his consideration.
Around seven o'clock, all the crew members arrived. Two tables were set up. The director didn't show up, so the assistant director said, "Lao Cheng's daughter is coming back from abroad today. He went to the airport to pick her up. He didn't mean to miss out."
Wang Zhi smiled and said, "I know Director Cheng didn't mean it. He gave me a huge red envelope. I would be missing out if I didn't come."
The assistant director laughed out loud, and Leng Neyan next to him forced a smile, feeling very disgusted with the assistant director's flattering attitude towards Wang Zhi.
Haha, what's so funny.
Wang Zhi suddenly said, "Brother Leng, thank you for taking leave for me this afternoon."
Leng Neyan immediately smiled brightly and said, "It's not hard, not hard. It's just something that comes to mind, Xiao Wang, you are just too polite."
The assistant director next to him glanced at him and said, "Xiao Leng, why are you smiling so flatteringly?"
Leng Neyan: ...
Depend on.
Everyone took their seats. Leng Neyan looked around. The assistant director noticed him and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Leng Neyan said, "I see that Mr. Gao hasn't arrived yet. Why don't we leave him a seat?"
The assistant director paused for a moment, then naturally moved his seat to the main seat. Wang Zhi quickly said, "Brother isn't coming today."
Not coming?
Even the assistant director was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Gao Bochong would not come.
Wang Zhi smiled and said, "He's too busy with work. I'm really sorry, everyone."
Everyone quickly said, "We all understand."
Wang Zhi raised his glass and said, "Everyone has been busy all day, so I won't say anything more. Thank you all for your care during this period. I hope everyone can eat and drink well today."
He was the first to drink it all in one gulp, and everyone followed suit, smacking their lips.
…It doesn’t feel like wine.
Wang Zhi smiled and said, "It's Sprite. Drink it and it won't delay our filming tomorrow."
The wine is smelly and tastes bad, it's not as good as Sprite.
He hates drinking culture the most^^
Although the lack of wine was a bit strange, everyone's attention was immediately diverted when the various lobsters and seafood were served. Wang Zhi picked up a piece and found it not so tasty.
My taste must have been spoiled by the Gao family's chef.
The phone vibrated. Wang Zhi took a look and saw that it was Gao Bochong calling. He quickly stood up and found a place to answer the call. "Hello, husband?"
"Haven't you gone home yet?"
On the other end of the phone, Gao Bochong's voice was indifferent and no emotion could be heard.
Wang Zhi said: "I'm having dinner with my colleagues outside today."
Gao Bochong asked: "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I'm afraid of disturbing your work."
Gao Bochong didn't say anything. Wang Zhi didn't understand the purpose of his call, so he didn't hang up. He just stayed with him quietly.
Suddenly, there were several voices and the sound of lighters nearby. Wang Zhi was standing in the corner, with the green plants next to him blocking his view. Wang Zhi tilted his head and saw that it was several people from the crew who were smoking and chatting.
"I thought I could see the legendary Gao Bochong."
"Who said it wasn't? If I had known Gao Bochong wouldn't come, I wouldn't have come either."
"Come on, you ate the most lobster just now. If you don't come, you'll miss it."
The man angrily said, "Bullshit, I was just having a casual meal. Hey, this Wang Zhi, she said she married into a wealthy family, but why is her dinner so shabby? There's not even any wine? There's only a few plates of lobster and seafood to keep things going."
"It's good to have it."
Another person said meaningfully: "She's just a canary in a wealthy family. Isn't it just because she likes him because he's handsome? Is it true love?"
"That's right. Otherwise, why would you invite colleagues to a wedding banquet, and my husband won't even attend."
A few of them were smoking and talking excitedly when they suddenly heard footsteps. They turned around and saw Wang Zhi walking out from somewhere. He smiled at them and said, "What a coincidence! Are you here for a smoke?"
Everyone was shocked. They never expected Wang Zhi to be here. They were nervous and wondered how much of what they had just said had been heard by Wang Zhi.
But Wang Zhi's expression didn't reveal anything, so someone tentatively said, "Yeah, I came here to smoke. Why did you come out too?"
Wang Zhi shook his phone: "Come and answer the call."
The man felt relieved.
Since I was answering the phone, I probably didn't hear what they said.
Wang Zhi smiled again and said, "That's right, I heard what you just said. I didn't buy the wine because I was afraid you would get drunk and go crazy, but I didn't expect that without drinking, you guys can't spit out any ivory."
He smiled elegantly, his brows curved, and his tone was emotionless, making it sound like he was just chatting. Furthermore, he was usually very kind, treating everyone equally, whether it was the director or the staff.
Several people didn't expect him to say such a thing out of the blue. They were stunned for a moment, and after a while they said, "You...why do you say that?"
"Why did I speak?" Wang Zhi glanced at them, his expression unchanged, but a hint of disdain hung in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. "I'm being very polite by not barking like you, the ones who gossip behind your back."
It would be fine if he was just a canary, but why is Gao Bochong involved?
That’s my financial sponsor!
Why do they talk behind his back?
These people were so embarrassed by what they said: "Your words are too harsh!"
"Yeah, are we lying? Your husband really didn't come."
"Don't get angry, we were just talking casually, we really can't take it as a joke."
Are you just gossiping and starting to put accusations on yourself?
Wang Zhi chuckled and was about to speak again when someone suddenly called out from behind him, "Wang Zhi—"
Wang Zhi turned around and saw Leng Neyan running towards him from the box, panting: "Why are you here? Come back with me quickly!"
Wang Zhi was still angry after being interrupted, and asked coldly, "What's wrong?"
Leng Neyan was so excited that it was impossible to tell that he was unhappy. He took a deep breath and said loudly: "Your husband - President Gao, President Gao is here!"
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