Chapter 100 A Kiss to the Heart
What are you doing so early in the morning?! Zongchen Group? Yu Jingchen? Could you please explain who this person is?
[I suggest you search it online; you'll be shocked.]
[Well, everyone, this is just awesome! Seriously, that's the current president and chairman of Zongchen Group! Who is Ji Chen, some nobody? Does he even live in the same world as my brother-in-law?]
[A certain Baidu is back... How should I put it, my head is buzzing. Although I think Xiao Fu needs to find a diamond bachelor, this is practically a diamond!]
“Ah, that’s right, I am indeed a special diamond.” Fu Yanle took his phone and left the bedroom.
Although Brother Fu is really awesome, our Xiao Fu is also amazing! They're a perfect match of two strong individuals!
[Yes, yes, the Zongchen Group's official account directly reposted and commented on it, definitely at Brother's behest. If that's the case, it means Brother absolutely approves of and cares about Xiao Fu. For such a powerful person to like someone means that person is inherently powerful!]
[Can I join the Imperial Clan? In other words, Xiao Fu is practically my wife!]
"Hmm?" Fu Yanle scratched his head.
[Zongchen Group is my nightmare... Back then, after graduating with a master's degree from Nanjing University, I went job hunting but didn't even get to the second round of interviews. I even tried to commit suicide several times... I was just young and impetuous.]
[A friend of mine has an older brother who works at Zongchen. He said there are tons of people with impressive academic backgrounds there, but the leadership values practical skills and innovation more. By the way, my sister's Nanjing University degree is pretty impressive too, and she's even an alumnus of Fu Xiaofu's school!]
My friend completed his master's and doctoral studies at a top-tier university worldwide. After graduation, he joined Zongchen, and two years later, he's still at the bottom... Unless you're incredibly capable, don't even think about joining Zongchen; our lives can't withstand such pressure.
Well, to put it simply, Zongchen offers six types of insurance and one housing fund, 16 months' salary per year, no mandatory overtime on holidays, and triple pay for necessary overtime, along with various subsidies and gifts. The boss only looks at ability, not fancy stuff... It's the dream company for us working stiffs. But those who can get into Zongchen are the cream of the crop, and those who climb to the top are the ultimate warriors.
"Going to Zongchen will make you bald."
After all, it's said that Assistant Xu spends a lot of money every year to keep his beautiful hair and handsome face.
Fu Yanle shook his head and sauntered down the stairs.
The butler, who was leaning back on the sofa watching a martial arts movie, turned his head and said, "Young Master Fu's timing in coming down is just right; it's time for lunch."
Fu Yanle said, "I'll pack it up and bring it to the company."
"Sir, it seems you have a business opportunity today?" The butler got up and walked towards the kitchen.
Fu Yanle followed along, saying, "I asked Assistant Xu, and he was negotiating with his business partner this afternoon. I'll take him over to eat with him, and after we finish eating, I'll go to the film set to get my hair and makeup done, so I can take promotional photos and poster materials."
The butler opened his mouth dramatically, "Even a character with just a few minutes of screen time gets this kind of treatment?"
“Although I only had a few minutes of screen time, it was all the best! Director Fang said that this character has a lot of tension, and he also told me frankly that you can never have too much popularity.” Fu Yanle took out some fruit from the storage box. “You pack the lunch, and I’ll make a fruit salad.”
“Okay.” The butler nodded. “But if it were me, I would make an official announcement today, taking advantage of the buzz surrounding you and your husband to generate even more buzz.”
Fu Yanle carved a heart-shaped pear with a knife and said nonchalantly, "Anytime is fine. There's nothing I can do. I am the embodiment of popularity."
The butler understood his implied meaning and smiled, saying, "He's just a self-directed and self-acted clown. With your official announcement, he's truly finished. After all, the production team and investors have to weigh the pros and cons when choosing actors."
"If you're going to direct and act in something yourself, you have to be prepared to lose face." Fu Yanle put the cut fruit into the ceramic box and carefully sealed it.
The housekeeper put the packed food into an insulated bag, then turned and said, "Shall I be the driver?"
"No need, you go eat, I'll drive there myself." Fu Yanle picked up the bag, "□□!"
The butler watched them go with a concerned look, saying, "Drive carefully and be safe!"
*
During lunchtime, Xu Shuo sat in a corner of the second-floor cafeteria, enjoying his meal in a good mood. Today, President Yu had finally received his official title, which made him overjoyed. He had also received an extra bonus this month, which was truly something to be happy about.
"Assistant Xu." The head of the publicity department, carrying a tray, sat down opposite Xu Shuo and said in a low voice, "Do you know who wrote the Weibo post that the official account made today?"
"It's President Yu himself." The head of the public relations department sat down, completely calm. "I personally handed him the account and password, and when I logged in again, I found a new Weibo post that was completely out of place with our official Weibo account."
The head of the propaganda department ate a slice of ginger and said shakily, "That style is so familiar. It seems that President Yu has been greatly infected!"
"Working together day and night, how could they not be formidable?" The public relations director sighed. "After all, the one facing the God of War, Newbi, isn't an internet celebrity, but our CEO, Mr. Yu!"
Xu Shuo, who was engrossed in gnawing on a duck leg, felt it necessary to defend Young Master Fu. "Young Master Fu is actually very kind and approachable in private. Our CEO Yu is also very pampered at home and has never suffered any grievances. There's no need for everyone to worry. Besides, isn't it a good thing that CEO Yu has been assimilated?"
The other two were extremely respectful: "Please explain in detail!"
Xu Shuo said, "The fact that President Yu can be assimilated shows that Young Master Fu can influence him, which further demonstrates the good relationship between President Yu and Young Master Fu. Based on this, as long as Young Master Fu is doing well, President Yu will be in a good mood."
The two: "Ah, right, right!"
"When General Manager Yu is in a good mood, he unconsciously reduces the external pressure on our work. With less pressure, we are more motivated, do better, earn more, and achieve greater success in our careers. Isn't that a great benefit? As working people, we still need to be flexible in our thinking."
The two: "Ah, right, right!"
Xu Shuo picked up a napkin, elegantly wiped the grease from his mouth, and then continued to bury his head in gnawing on the duck leg.
Hilarious! The more money you earn, the bigger the duck leg you can eat!
Here, Fu Yanle went directly from the elevator lobby on the basement level to the president's office floor.
The secretary's office was empty; everyone must have gone downstairs for lunch.
Fu Yanle knocked on the door, then unlocked it with his fingerprint and poked half his head in. "Sir, your takeout is here!"
"Come in quickly." Yu Jingchen got up from behind his desk and pulled him to sit down on the sofa. "I was just about to go down for dinner."
“I specifically asked Assistant Xu, and he said you still have reports to review, so it’s impossible for you to go down for lunch before 1 a.m..” Fu Yanle opened the thermos and arranged the items one by one. “Eat quickly, eat quickly.”
He placed the chopsticks in Yu Jingchen's hand, then took out a small bowl and ladled soup for him. "Mung bean, winter melon, and pork rib soup—it's absolutely delicious!"
"Thank you, Lele." Looking at Fu Yanle's vibrant facial expression, Yu Jingchen felt a warm, comforting warmth in his heart, a fullness that even made him feel a little bloated.
Fu Yanle placed two pieces of fish on his plate, saying, "They're good for the brain!" She then added a tender, stewed pig's trotter, saying, "They're good for replenishing qi and blood! And this—"
Fu Yanle pointed to the chives and eggs in the lunchbox and said mysteriously, "Don't be shy!"
“I can make up for it, anyway, the test is on you.” Yu Jingchen scooped up a spoonful of chives and eggs, and under Fu Yanle’s bewildered gaze of “You’re absolutely right,” he put it in his mouth and ate it.
Fu Yanle made a "crack" sound and continued eating in silence.
Fu Yanle drove over because he was genuinely hungry, so he was extremely focused on his meal, barely exchanging a few words with Yu Jingchen. After finishing his meal, Fu Yanle put the fruit salad in the refrigerator. "Remember to eat this this afternoon!"
"I know." Yu Jingchen hugged him from behind. "Don't go through the main entrance on the first floor later, to avoid trouble."
Fu Yanle realized what was happening and immediately said, "Is there an ambush?"
Yu Jingchen nuzzled his neck, closed his eyes, and said, "There are a few people with cameras who have been squatting around here, and there are also some at the convenience store across the street. They've been squatting there all morning."
"You've worked so hard." Fu Yanle sighed and patted Yu Jingchen's head. "Go take a nap. Don't you have negotiations this afternoon?"
Yu Jingchen said in a muffled voice, "I can win even without sleeping."
Fu Yanle immediately pledged his loyalty, "Of course! Do you think I don't know how awesome you are!" He bumped his head against Yu Jingchen's head, "But we still need to sleep. How about this, I'll sleep with you for an hour, and then I'll go to work on set, okay?"
“Okay.” Yu Jingchen immediately agreed, picked up Fu Yanle and turned around, “Take me inside.”
"Is this a two-person toy train?" Fu Yanle smiled and led Yu Jingchen step by step into the lounge. He liked how Yu Jingchen would sometimes show a childish side; it was cute, had a charming contrast, and was very genuine.
This most endearing aspect of Yu Jingchen is unique to him.
Fu Yanle was overjoyed, as if he had found a priceless treasure.
The two lay down in bed in the lounge. Yu Jingchen was still holding onto Fu Yanle's clothes, his eyelids half-closed in weariness, looking like a lazy lion. Fu Yanle unbuckled his belt and leaned down to say, "You stayed up so late last night, you must be tired, right? This is what you call reaping what you sow."
Yu Jingchen smiled, his voice hoarse, "It doesn't matter, happiness is the most important thing."
"Yes, yes, you're right." Fu Yanle set an alarm, then patted Yu Jingchen's head and snuggled into his arms. "Go to sleep."
Yu Jingchen lowered his head and kissed his cheek. "Good afternoon, Lele."
"Good afternoon," Fu Yanle softened her voice, "Brother."
Yu Jingchen hugged him tightly, closed his eyes contentedly, and soon fell asleep.
Fu Yanle opened his eyes and stared at Yu Jingchen's face without moving.
His face was exceptionally handsome, like a masterpiece created by the Creator. Not just his face, but every aspect of Yu Jingchen was outstanding. From a young age, he held himself to the highest standards, always maintaining self-discipline. Most remarkably, this wasn't a requirement from his family or elders, but rather his own choice. Becoming excellent was his innate goal, and no difficulty on the path to achieving it would shake him in the slightest.
Mature and resolute, brave and decisive, unafraid to reveal their ambitions, and always possessing equal strength.
Yu Jingchen was the person Fu Yanle admired most, or perhaps a gift from the Creator.
Fu Yanle buried his head and, through a layer of fabric, gently kissed Yu Jingchen's heart, only pulling away a little after a long time.
Every time they reached the height of intimacy, Yu Jingchen would kiss his heart with the same tender yet firm touch. In that instant, love and desire intertwined at their most intense level, surging wildly and fiercely into Fu Yanle's heart, enveloping it tightly.
Suffocation, trembling, as if a brand had been branded onto my heart.
Fu Yanle might lose the ability to think for a moment, but he will always be moved by that kiss.
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