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Huang Fuda has been quite free these past few days because the hotel is still under construction, and the procedures for transferring it to his management are rather complicated and will take a long time.
Fang Chuan was in charge before the hotel was built. After completion, Huang Fuda had to handle the operating funds himself. Normally, he could use the hotel to apply for a bank loan, but since the hotel wasn't fully in his hands yet, he couldn't get a loan, and without money, he couldn't consider other options.
Moreover, he didn't have any people on his own, only five or six temporarily borrowed from Fang Chuan. He needed to recruit more people, and recruiting also cost money. For now, he could only do some handover work with Fang Chuan's side.
Fang Chuan was very thoughtful and reserved a single office for him in his company, saying it would be convenient for him to handle his work, but Huang Fuda has never been there.
He hadn't worked in such a large hotel for five years, and to be honest, he was a bit rusty.
This morning, there was a document that required his personal signature. Huang Fuda opened his wardrobe, his eyes lingered on the suits for a moment, but he still took out more casual clothes, as usual.
Huang Fuda was led to the office, which was not very big, but it was a private office, and it was unclear who had made room for it.
He sat in his office waiting, but before he received the documents to be signed, Fang Chuan arrived first.
Fang Chuan knocked on the door with an air of importance, and only came in after hearing the person inside say "come in."
"Boss Huang, time to come to work!"
When Huang Fuda saw it was him, he relaxed and leaned back in his chair.
"There's a document that needs to be signed."
Fang Chuan dressed casually at the company, in short sleeves and shorts, looking as young as a college student. He strolled over to Huang Fuda, plopped down on the desk, fiddled with Huang Fuda's pen, and said with a smile, "Just have them send it over. It's so hot, why bother making a trip?"
"Anyway, I'm free, so I won't bother them." Huang Fuda's eyes lingered on Fang Chuan's legs for a moment, then moved to Fang Chuan's face. "Why did you come here?"
Fang Chuan nudged Huang Fuda's calf with his foot and said, "I was free too, and I heard downstairs that you were here, so I came to see you. My office is on the same floor as yours, very close."
There was a knock on the door. Huang Fuda glanced at Fang Chuan on the table, and seeing that he didn't react, he called out to the door, "Come in."
The employee was stunned when he opened the door. Who was that big person on the table? It looked like General Manager Fang. After hesitating for a moment, he closed the door and walked over, first calling out to the person on the table, "General Manager Fang."
Fang Chuan then turned around, asked the employee a few simple questions, and then reached out to take the documents from Huang Fuda. He glanced at them briefly, then turned to the signature page and handed them to Huang Fuda along with the pen.
"Boss, sign here."
The employees stood aside, keeping their eyes down and not daring to say a word.
After Huang Fuda took the document, he carefully reviewed it again before signing it and handing it to the employee.
He glanced at the employee's name tag and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work, Xiaolu. You can go now."
The employee left in a state of fear and trepidation, then closed the door tightly behind him.
After everyone left, Huang Fuda looked at Fang Chuan on the table and said, "Are you always this casual at the company? Aren't you afraid they'll gossip?"
"I'm not at the company much, so let them say whatever they want, just don't let me hear it."
Fang Chuan took the pen from Huang Fuda and asked, "Are you leaving after you sign this? I have a meeting, it'll be quick, let's leave together after it's over."
"No, I'm going to the bank in a bit."
What are you going to the bank for?
"Let's take out a loan to use the car first."
Fang Chuan put down his pen, nudged Huang Fuda's arm with his knee, and said, "How much can you borrow for your car? At most 200,000. Why don't you just borrow from me? I won't charge you interest."
"What if I can't pay it back?"
Fang Chuan chuckled, tilting his head as he asked, "You're not afraid of not being able to pay back the tens of millions for the hotel, so why are you afraid of these few?"
“Talking about tens of millions is too much. At worst, I can just return the hotel to you. I’ve never been afraid of that. But this is different.”
"If you can't pay me back, give me the person as collateral."
Fang Chuan looked down at him intently and continued, "It's inconvenient to go through the company's accounts for this money, so consider it a personal loan from me. I won't lend you more; I'll lend you 100 first. Is that enough?"
Huang Fuda joked, "They said they'd return four hotels to me, but they made me sign an IOU for a million dollars."
"Let's keep things separate. If you want a hotel, I can give it to you directly. Do you want it?"
Seeing Huang Fuda shake his head, Fang Chuan smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Then why don't you think about how to thank me?"
What do you want?
Fang Chuan kicked off his shoes, moved to stand directly opposite Huang Fuda, and then stepped on Huang's knee, saying, "Give me a leg massage, is that too much to ask?"
Huang Fuda looked at the bare legs in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled and said, "Not excessive."
Huang Fuda's hands were rough and large, almost able to encircle Fang Chuan's calf with one hand. He pressed down little by little, and the muscles in Fang Chuan's legs tightened little by little, until Huang Fuda could no longer press down.
He gently patted Fang Chuan's calf.
"Relax."
"……good."
As Fang Chuan placed his hand on the small section above his knee, he suddenly said, "Boss, I remember your arms are 21cm long. When you spread your arms, they should be able to wrap around my thighs."
"Yeah."
"Give it a try."
Huang Fuda gripped Fang Chuan's mid-thigh with both hands, just right.
"A little higher up."
Huang Fuda looked inside Fang Chuan's shorts, then withdrew his hand, turned his head away, and said softly, "It should be about right."
"Give it a try."
"No need to try."
Fang Chuan lifted up his trouser leg with his long, slender hand, revealing the not-so-visible inner thigh. The owner of the leg bent down, leaned close to Huang Fuda's head, and spoke in a clear, melodious voice.
"Give it a try."
Huang Fuda chuckled twice and said, "Are you trying to seduce me?"
"You don't like it?"
"………like."
Fang Chuan narrowed his eyes and continued, "Then you give it a try. I think you might not be able to hold it. Let's make a bet; the loser grants the other person a small request."
Huang Fuda looked up and met Fang Chuan's gaze.
He has completely shed his naivety.
"good."
Huang Fuda placed his hands on the thickest part of Fang Chuan's thigh, pinching it between his thumbs, leaving a small gap of about 2cm between them. He tried to tighten the gap, causing the flesh of Fang Chuan's thigh to spill out from between his fingers, but it was still 1cm short.
Fang Chuan laughed and said, "Are you going to strangle me? A loss is a loss."
Huang Fuda released his grip and smiled helplessly. "What are your requirements?"
"Give me one night, and I'll take you for a drive in the nearby mountains."
Huang Fuda leaned back in his chair, half-closing his eyes, and said, "I'm just a free man, it's up to you."
"Okay, then wait for my news." Fang Chuan put his feet down, hooked his shoes on his desk and put them on. "Don't leave yet. I'll have my assistant draft a loan agreement, and we'll leave together after I finish the meeting and get it signed."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
Fang Chuan put on his shoes and stood on the ground. He raised his hand to check the time and said, "Why don't you come to my office? There are some Lu'an Melon Seed teas that someone gave me before. They said it costs tens of thousands of yuan per ounce. I can't tell the difference, but you can try it and see if it's worth it."
Huang Fuda's eyes brightened slightly as he followed Fang Chuan out. Although the two offices were on the same floor, they were separated by an open workspace filled with employees. Fang Chuan smiled and greeted the employees, but always walked half a step behind Huang Fuda's left, finally opening the door for him at the office. His service was attentive and extremely considerate.
The office was bright and spacious, with an inner room that was probably Fang Chuan's small lounge. The entire office was vibrant with life, decorated with greenery, and didn't feel heavy at all. The color scheme was mostly light, and the desks were all white, big enough for three Huang Fudas to lie down on.
With 30 minutes to go before the meeting started, Fang Chuan took out tea leaves from the cabinet and handed them to Huang Fuda.
Huang Fuda sat in front of the tea table, opened it to take a look, then smelled it, and said, "Let me brew it and try it."
“Summer is the perfect time to drink green tea, it’s great for cooling down.” Fang Chuan smiled at him, then picked up the kettle, filled it with hot water, and boiled it again on the small induction cooker.
After the water boiled, Huang Fuda first scalded all the cups, then waited for the water to cool down a bit before pouring it out. He then took a pinch of tea leaves and put them into the scalded fairness cup, added water to rinse the tea, waited a moment, and then added water again while swirling it along the side of the cup. The green leaves unfurled and swirled in the cup, filling the air between the two of them with the aroma of tea.
Huang Fuda divided the tea into two small teacups and handed one to Fang Chuan, saying, "Try it."
Fang Chuan found his actions quite pleasing to the eye. He picked up the teacup, sniffed it, took a small sip, savored it, and said, "It seems to taste different from the tea I brewed before."
“Different people will inevitably brew it differently.” After tasting it, Huang Fuda picked up the tea leaves from the fairness cup, glanced at them casually, and said, “He must have been cheated. The tea is good, but it’s not worth the price.”
Fang Chuan didn't care about that; he just wanted to see his boss, Huang. Looking at Huang Fuda's serious expression, a smile unconsciously crept onto his lips.
"Boss, who did you learn all this from? Director Yang? I remember Director Yang also drinks tea."
Huang Fuda shook his head and denied it, saying, "It wasn't him. I learned all of this from Yun Ge. He taught me that if I wanted to advance, I had to know a little bit about tea, chess, calligraphy, and painting. I'm not good at anything else, I only know a little about tea."
Fang Chuan suddenly found the tea unpalatable. He put down the cup, smirked, and asked, "Do you know what he was sentenced to later?"
"I know, death sentence with a two-year reprieve."
Huang Fuda started adding water to soak it a second time. His movements were practiced, but in Fang Chuan's eyes, it had completely lost the feeling he had just experienced.
"Don't you want to go see him? He's all alone."
"There's nothing to see."
Fang Chuan's jealousy vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable joy. Just then, his assistant messaged him saying the meeting was ready, so he left, leaving Huang Fuda alone in the office.
There are some fitness equipment in his office. I don't know if he works out regularly, but Huang Fuda thinks he probably does, because Fang Chuan's muscles are more defined than they were five years ago.
Huang Fuda was slowly sipping his tea when the office door was knocked on a few times and then suddenly pushed open. The person didn't see Huang Fuda at first, but only realized there was someone in the room halfway through, and was startled.
"I'm sorry, it was my mistake. I didn't know there were guests in the room. I'm the boss's assistant, you can just call me Xiao Chang."
Huang Fuda said gently, "It's okay, I'll wait for him here. Don't worry about me, you just do your thing."
Assistant Chang apologized again, then went into the inner room and waited for a moment before taking out several suits, saying they were to be sent to be washed. Huang Fuda looked at the clothes and casually asked, "Aren't these supposed to be the responsibility of his personal assistant?"
"I am a personal assistant."
Huang Fuda raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself that Fang Chuan certainly knew how to enjoy himself, having two of these.
The meeting was indeed quick. Huang Fuda waited a little while longer before Fang Chuan returned, carrying a contract—the loan agreement they had just discussed.
The two signed the papers readily, and then Fang Chuan had the driver take them home.
The days passed uneventfully, but the plan to go for a drive in the mountains remained elusive. Either the weather was bad, Fang Chuan was away on a business trip, or he had a dinner engagement that evening.
But whenever Fang Chuan was in Luozhou, he would always find an opportunity to visit Huang Fuda's house every day. When he wasn't in Luozhou on business, he would try every means to lure Huang Fuda to stay at his house with cats and dogs. Over time, they became very familiar with each other's homes.
Chen Qing had completely acquired the company, so she arranged to meet Fang Chuan at the Civil Affairs Bureau that day. The two had written an agreement before their marriage, so there were no property disputes, and the procedures were quick.
Looking at the divorce certificate, Fang Chuan felt his restless heart finally settle down under the weight of the thin booklet, as if all his shackles had been lifted, leaving him feeling completely relaxed. He could finally pursue her openly and honestly.
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