Chapter 6 I really want to flirt with the waiter!
The fourth night alone in the office.
Hua Cheng sat on the ergonomic chair, pushed off the ground, and slid to the floor-to-ceiling window.
It was already 10 p.m., and all the employees of Yuncheng Technology had gone home. The park was pitch black, except for his room, which was still lit.
Hua Cheng, bored out of his mind, rested his chin on his hand, waiting for a miracle—the sudden appearance of his wife.
Unfortunately, his wife didn't come, but Feng He did.
"Why haven't you left yet?" Hua Cheng asked with a smile.
Feng He, dressed in a Zhongshan suit and holding Buddhist prayer beads, sat down on the sofa: "And you? Why have you been staying at the company lately?"
“Obviously,” Hua Cheng said, shrugging without asking how he knew, “he was kicked out by Yun Jin.”
Feng He frowned: "Is it because you were leaving early and coming home late these past few days that made her unhappy? I told you a long time ago that this is a critical period and you shouldn't act on your emotions, but you just wouldn't listen."
Hua Cheng gave a slight twitch of his lips: "It's not because of that."
Feng He paused, then asked, "What's the reason?"
Hua Cheng remained silent for a while, then handed him a shirt.
Feng He immediately noticed the lipstick on the collar.
“I didn’t go anywhere before I got home that day; I just stayed at the hospital overnight,” Hua Cheng said without elaborating.
Feng He understood, and with a stern face, he went to confront Feng Wan.
Hua Cheng took two symbolic steps to catch up: "Wanwan is still pregnant, please don't..."
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Feng He interrupted him. "The shareholders' meeting is in two days. I don't need to tell you what to do, do I?"
Hua Cheng smiled: "Of course."
Feng He couldn't manage a smile; he went straight to the hospital with a stern face.
When he arrived at the hospital, Feng Wan was still awake, sitting on the hospital bed reading a book.
Although he kept telling himself to be more tolerant and to put the child first, Feng He still couldn't help but get angry when he saw her.
"Did you do this?" He threw his shirt at her feet.
Feng Wan glanced at the lipstick on her shirt, paused, and then asked, "Did they have a fight?"
"Feng Wan!" Feng He's voice suddenly rose, "What exactly are you thinking?!"
“I want them to get a divorce, the sooner the better,” Feng Wan replied calmly.
Feng He laughed angrily: "You're in such a hurry? So eager to make a move before the shareholders' meeting even starts?!"
Feng Wan leaned back on the pillow: "Yes, that's how anxious I am. He's the kind of person who doesn't know what tomorrow will bring. If we keep waiting like this, what will happen to me and the children if he dies before we get a divorce?"
Feng He was furious: "The head of the medical team who performed his physical examination is a longtime friend of mine. Don't I know his condition better than you? I've already told you he'll be fine for the next six months, why are you pressuring him now!"
"You think whatever your friend says goes? What if something happens?" Feng Wan retorted.
Feng He paced anxiously for a few minutes before finally forcing himself to calm down and pulling up a chair to sit down by the hospital bed.
He no longer wanted to reiterate his friend's professionalism to her; he just wanted to appease her as quickly as possible.
"The shareholders' meeting is in two days. If Huacheng wants to get more than 60% of the support, the safest way is for Yun Jin and I to both vote in favor. Otherwise, it will be full of uncertainty. You don't want his efforts to go to waste because of your momentary willfulness, do you?"
Feng Wan turned her face away and remained silent.
Feng He had no choice but to be more patient: "I know you feel wronged, but even for the sake of the child, you should bear with it. He is Hua Cheng's only son, and all the shares that Hua Cheng gets will be his in the future."
"How do you know they're all his?" Feng Wan finally spoke. "What if Hua Cheng doesn't give them to him?"
Feng He laughed: "How could that be? He knew exactly what the shareholders' meeting meant, yet he still risked being discovered by Yun Jin to take care of you. That shows how much he values this child."
Feng Wan fell silent.
“I know what you’re worried about. Here’s what we’ll do: wait another month, just one month, and I promise I’ll make him divorce his wife and marry you,” Feng He promised.
Feng Wan looked up at him, a hint of interest flashing in her eyes: "What do you plan to do?"
"A month is enough time to complete the procedures after the shareholders' meeting. It also happens to be my 55th birthday. If Huacheng still doesn't make any move, I will call Yunjin over on my birthday and finally break the ice."
Feng Wan: "That's it?"
“That’s enough. Yun Jin is intolerant of any imperfections and will definitely break up with him. If you push things along from behind, Hua Cheng won’t be able to delay even if he wants to. In the end, he will have to choose between the two.”
Feng Wan smiled: "Are you sure he'll choose me?"
“Of course, even if he doesn’t choose you, he’ll choose the son in your belly. He had such a good relationship with Yun Jin before, wouldn’t he still want to leave a seed if he really died? That’s what men are like,” Feng He said firmly. “Besides, he made a will some time ago, specifying that he would leave all his assets to his biological son.”
Feng Wan looked at the confident old man and curled her lips in a mocking smile: "You know about his will."
“That’s not important,” Feng He waved his hand. “You just need to know that your own father is doing all this for your own good.”
Feng Wan curled her lips slightly, unmoved: "I understand the reasoning you're giving, but I don't want to wait."
Feng He's eyelids twitched.
"Right now, all I want is for him to divorce his wife and marry me, immediately. If he can't do that, then I want a lot of money, enough to make my son and I live a life of luxury." Feng Wan calmly looked at her father. "You know, I've never cared about his shares. If you hadn't forced me to work at Yuncheng, I wouldn't even want to go to work. I'd be a useless piece of trash. Those shares would only be held by you on my behalf."
Feng He paused for a moment, then feigned indifference.
“I need to get at least one of him or the money first,” Feng Wan said expressionlessly. “Otherwise, who knows what might happen later.”
Feng He was extremely annoyed, thinking that there was no way things could change if it was a done deal, but seeing Feng Wan's stubborn eyes, he gave up trying to persuade her.
His daughter is actually quite similar to Yun Jin; otherwise, he wouldn't have arranged for her to be Hua Cheng's assistant.
In some ways, he simply couldn't handle women with that kind of personality.
"How much money do you want?" Feng He reluctantly compromised. "To avoid arousing Yun Jin's suspicion, Hua Cheng's assets cannot be changed too much for the time being. How much money do you want? I'll give it to you."
Feng Wan: "One billion."
Feng He: "..."
Feng Wan laughed: "If that's not possible, then how about giving me my mother's dowry jewelry?"
"No way," Feng He refused outright.
After Feng Wan's mother died, those jewels were the only remaining possessions. He used these items to coerce Feng Wan into working at Yuncheng.
The more she cared, the less he could give her the shares. Only in this way could he ensure that his shares could be smoothly transferred to his own hands after Hua Cheng died.
Of course, this wasn't the only thing he could manipulate Feng Wan about. Back when he learned she was pregnant with Hua Cheng's child, they had already signed an agreement: he would help her get the assets, and she would hand over the shares to him to hold on her behalf.
"Besides those jewels, what else do you want?" She was still pregnant, and Feng He didn't want to upset her, so he softened his voice.
Feng Wan: "Ten..."
“A billion is too much,” Feng He interrupted. “Where am I supposed to get that much cash for you?”
Feng Wan: "Then give me your four villas overseas, as well as your Jiye Leather Factory, Huihuang Film Studio, and those two shopping malls in the new district."
“Fine, you want the house, but you don’t know how to do business, so what do you need the factory and company for?” Feng He glared at him.
Feng Wan smiled and said, "I sold it to get money."
Feng He: "..."
What she wanted were all the valuable assets he had accumulated over the years. If he were to give them to her, he would be heartbroken.
After a long silence, Feng He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! But you have to promise me that you won't see Hua Cheng again until the shareholders' meeting process is complete."
It's worth it to exchange these assets for absolute control of Yuncheng!
Feng Wan glanced at him: "Go back and prepare. Transfer everything I need to my name within a week."
Feng He: "..."
He was certain once again that he hated women with this kind of personality: greedy, domineering, ambitious, with desires like an insatiable chasm, always pushing their luck and never letting go.
Fortunately, Feng Wan wasn't that clever; a little bit of profit could keep her in check.
Unlike Yun Jin, who is cunning and manipulative, you can fall into a trap just by talking to her.
Yun Jin, who was incredibly shrewd, suddenly sneezed.
Hua Yu glanced at her.
Yun Jin calmly replied, "It must have been my petty old uncle who scolded me."
Hua Yu: "?"
"The taste is not bad." Yun Jin poured herself a glass of wine and began to eat.
She finally ordered that bottle of dry red wine, and then asked Hua Yu to get another very expensive wine, so that tonight's expenses would be about the same as when they were at the VIP booth.
Hua Yu looked at the coffee table piled high with lunch boxes, unsure of what expression to make.
An hour ago, she asked him earnestly if he wanted to sell... and even touched his hand.
He disliked physical contact, but she touched him so openly, without a hint of indecency. By the time he came to his senses, she had already finished, and he was too lazy to get angry anymore.
I just told her I wasn't selling it.
Then she asked him to run errands and buy the food from the next street.
"You really won't eat?" Yun Jin asked him.
Hua Yu "No..."
“Then I won’t eat either,” Yun Jin sighed. “I’m so bored. I really want to flirt with the waiter.”
Hua Yu: "..."
Ten seconds later, he picked up his chopsticks without expression.
Yun Jin smiled and put a shrimp into his disposable plastic bowl.
"I don't want to," Hua Yu refused.
Yun Jin: "I didn't give it to you. Peel it and give it back to me."
Hua Yu: "..."
Yun Jin waited for a long time but Hua Yu didn't refute her. When she looked up, she found him peeling shrimp for her with a stern face.
Wow, so well-behaved!
Yun Jin rested her chin on her hand and, as he returned the peeled shrimp, placed a piece of flavored eggplant in his bowl.
Hua Yu looked at her.
"This is really for you," Yun Jin said with a smile.
Hua Yu looked into her bright black eyes and suddenly felt a little confused.
He knew he had a good-looking face; otherwise, he wouldn't have been hired by the bar despite not being able to provide any identification information.
During the months he worked at the bar, he had been approached countless times, young and old, some quick to give up, some persistent, some coercive, but none were as strange as Yun Jin.
He wasn't stupid; from the moment he entered the bar through the back door, he clearly sensed that she was coming for him.
After they started interacting, she practically had the words "malicious intentions" written all over her face, yet she did nothing but sleep every day.
Oh, occasionally he'll say something outrageous, like asking if you want to sell.
But he could tell that she was just asking casually; it would be good if he agreed, but it was also fine if he didn't.
She didn't even ask for his contact information.
She openly displayed her desire for him, yet didn't care whether she could have it. Sometimes she looked at him like she was looking at a kitten or puppy, and other times she seemed to be hiding something very complicated.
Hua Yu couldn't understand her.
If you can't understand it, it means it's unpredictable, dangerous, and you should stay away from it to avoid any uncontrollable situations.
"Why aren't you eating?" Yun Jin snapped her fingers, drawing his attention back to what he was thinking about. "What are you thinking about?"
Hua Yu stared at her for a few seconds and said, "I was wondering if you're mentally ill."
We've known each other for almost half a month. Although we're not that close, we're less reserved with each other when we're together.
And so the question was asked by Shui Ling.
Yun Jin wasn't angry; she just quickly retorted, "You're the one who's out of your mind."
Hua Yu didn't care about her attack at all: "You have a home but don't go home, you come to the bar to sleep every day, what else can you call that but being sick?"
"Did I come to the bar just to sleep?" Yun Jin asked with a smile.
Look, here we go again.
Hua Yu had gotten used to it and was too lazy to react.
After finishing their meal, it was almost ten o'clock. Yun Jin lay down to sleep, and Hua Yu tidied up the table.
When he returned after throwing out the trash, Yun Jin was already asleep.
The air conditioning in the private room wasn't set too low, but she still curled up in a ball, pressed tightly against the leather surface of the sofa, as if that would make her warmer.
See? There are so many good places to sleep in the world, why does she have to suffer here? And she still dares to say she's not sick?
Hua Yu closed the door expressionlessly, turned around and sat down on L's chair.
Ten minutes later, he glanced at the sleeping Yun Jin again.
Yun Jin's biological clock had become fixed from sleeping at the bar lately. At 3:50 in the morning, she would open her eyes before the alarm clock even went off.
As with every early morning before, Hua Yu had vanished without a trace, leaving her alone in the private room... Oh, this time there was an extra blanket.
Yun Jin used her perfectly trimmed fingers to pick up the extra fabric from her body, stared at it for a long time, and then noticed a price tag the size of a fingernail stuck in the corner.
Such a big blanket for only 15 yuan, I guess he bought it from the same place as his unlit lighter.
No wonder it stung.
Although she spent over a million yuan to get a 15-yuan blanket, Yun Jin was still in a good mood. However, this happiness only lasted until the afternoon when it came to an abrupt end because... she had an allergic reaction.
Arms, calves, neck.
Scattered small red rashes appeared on the areas that came into contact with the blanket. They weren't serious, but they were very itchy.
When I was a child, I could even seal urea bags, but now my skin can't tolerate the products I buy from regular supermarkets.
Yun Jin was still very itchy after taking the allergy medicine, and just when she was getting irritable, Hua Cheng suddenly arrived.
"What are you doing here?" Yun Jin, in a bad mood, chose to vent her anger.
Hua Cheng took out a box of ointment from his pocket and looked at her with an innocent expression.
Yun Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and she turned her face away.
Hua Cheng chuckled and stepped forward to apply the medicine to her.
It's already the end of July, and Pingcheng is getting hotter and hotter. The air conditioning in the office is set very low, and the air is cool.
The ointment was cooler than air, and it relieved the itching very well when applied to the skin.
Yun Jin looked down at her arm, which had already been coated with the ointment, and casually stretched out her leg, asking, "How did you know I was having an allergic reaction?"
"Because your allergy medication was taken from me by your son, Xiao Zhou." Hua Cheng knelt on one knee and carefully applied the medicine to her, not caring that his trousers were wrinkled.
Yun Jin stared at him for a few seconds, then narrowed her eyes: "You gave me oral medication, why not ointment?"
“Let’s be reasonable, Mr. Yun. I only have oral medication, not ointment,” Hua Cheng said, shaking the medicine in his hand. “I just went out to buy this.”
Yun Jin remained silent.
The ointment was applied quickly, and Hua Cheng helped her straighten her trouser legs, looking up at her and asking, "Why did you suddenly have an allergic reaction?"
Yun Jin paused for three seconds, then said, "The blanket your extramarital affair partner bought is made of very poor quality material."
Hua Cheng chuckled softly, stood up and kissed her forehead: "Your extramarital affair partner is so awful. Your husband wouldn't do that."
Yun Jin gave a perfunctory smile.
Hua Cheng took a wet wipe from her desk, carefully wiped the remaining ointment off his hands, and then held her hand.
"Are you still angry?" He asked, his eyes sparkling, his voice softening.
Yun Jin glanced at him and remained silent.
Hua Cheng's voice was tinged with amusement: "The esteemed Director Liu is supposed to be back tomorrow. He specifically requested that the two of us go together to pick him up, so... can I go home tonight?"
"No, see you at the airport tomorrow." Yun Jin refused.
Hua Cheng let out a disappointed "Ah?": "Why?"
"Because I'm going to see my lover tonight," Yun Jin replied.
Hua Cheng chuckled: "What about tomorrow night?"
"It depends on your performance."
It means yes or no.
Hua Cheng kissed her again, playing the role of a spineless husband: "Then be careful when you go out to play."
Yun Jin: "Oh."
That evening, she returned to the Royal Bar, the same place she had visited 12 years earlier.
She arrived rather late today, and the bar was already buzzing with activity.
Yun Jin didn't rush in. She stood at the door chatting with the security captain until she caught a glimpse of Hua Yu out of the corner of her eye, then slowly walked inside.
Hua Yu also saw her. After cleaning the booth, she turned to the bar and ordered a drink. Just as she was about to follow her to the private room, she saw her snap her fingers at the waiter who had played cards with her the night before. The waiter was overjoyed and immediately followed her.
Hua Yu stopped walking, stood still for a few seconds, and then calmly returned the wine.
Inside the private room, after the waiter brought the wine Yun Jin had ordered to the table, he said ingratiatingly, "Sister Yun, I'll give you a discount this time, 30% off."
Yun Jin smiled: "Isn't the lowest discount 85%?"
The waiter was a little embarrassed: "It's okay, I can pay the difference."
In the beginning, Yun Jin had them take turns serving her. But after she called Hua Yu once, Hua Yu served her every time. Several waiters discussed it and concluded that it was probably because Hua Yu had given her discounts several times.
Although they felt that Hua Yu was unfair and had disrupted everyone's balance, they also blamed themselves for being too greedy. They took her tip and wanted to get the full commission, which led to Yun Jin becoming Hua Yu's only customer.
"I...I wanted to give you a discount before, but the discount coupons are limited each month, and I had already used them all when I served you, so I made you pay the full price," the waiter explained. "But don't worry, I'll save all my discount coupons for you from now on."
“No need for a discount, I can afford this amount.” Yun Jin leaned back leisurely on the sofa. “Get two more bottles of wine. I’m going on a business trip tomorrow, and I’ll probably be gone for a long time. I want to boost your sales before I leave.”
"Really?" The waiter's eyes widened. "Thank you, Sister Yun!"
Yun Jin waved her hand: "I'm going to sleep. Sit by the door and keep watch for me, just like Hua Yu does."
"good!"
The bar was still blasting music, the cold room temperature and the lively atmosphere creating a psychedelic scene. People inside seemed to have perpetual motion machines, shaking their heads and swaying their bodies.
From 10 p.m. to 3 a.m., Hua Yu kept moving between the noisy booths until she saw off the last table of guests. Only then did she have time to walk to the back door, lean against the wall, and light a cigarette.
In the pitch-black alley, some people were kissing, and some were vomiting.
Hua Yu, with a cigarette dangling from her lips, slowly closed her eyes.
His part-time schedule for the past two days was well-arranged, and tonight's work wasn't too tiring, but he still felt exhausted, as if his body had become accustomed to a life of comfort and could no longer adapt to working late into the night.
It's just sleeping a little longer each night, what's so luxurious about it?
A hint of mockery flashed through Hua Yu's mind, and the next second the cigarette pack she was holding was snatched away.
He opened his eyes and saw Yun Jin standing in front of him, holding his cigarette case in her hand.
The faint light reflected from inside the glass door flickered, making Hua Yu's eyes flicker as well. He was too lazy to speak, and just quietly looked at Yun Jin.
Yun Jin took a cigarette, skillfully put it in her mouth, and looked up to see him staring at her.
She chuckled softly, then grabbed his collar and pulled it down sharply.
Caught off guard, Hua Yu was pulled down, his body lurching forward. When he regained his balance, a familiar, faint fragrance enveloped him.
The summer night was hot and sticky, and the faint firelight reflected off their faces, turning a single point of scarlet into two.
After lighting her cigarette, Yun Jin held his hand tightly without letting go. After a slow, deep breath, the pungent smoke passed through her lungs and then turned into a dense mist that she exhaled from her red lips.
Hua Yu looked coldly into her dark eyes through the fog, while the intense drumbeats from the bar hall came through the glass door again.
A note from the author:
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