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With the car window open, the wind kept blowing into the car, and occasionally a few fallen leaves would drift in. Xiao Zhang slowed down, glanced at Huang Fuda secretly, and didn't dare to close the window for him.
He had known Huang Fuda for too long and was too familiar with him, so he knew that his boss was in a bad mood.
He silently drove the car to the Yun Group building, then turned around and called out, "Brother Da, we're here."
Huang Fuda opened his eyes, tidied his disheveled hair, and was then helped off the bus by Xiao Zhang.
Yun Ge isn't here today; he flew abroad on a business trip last night. Huang Fuda knew that he ran into Yun Ge leaving last night after putting Xiao Xingxing downstairs, so he wasn't here to see Yun Ge.
He sat in the reception room and watched Wang Shuhe push the door open and come in.
"Young Master Huang, is there something you need?"
Huang Fuda didn't come to the meeting that's held once a month today, but he showed up after the meeting ended. Wang Shuhe guessed it wasn't going to be anything good, so she sat opposite Huang Fuda and waited for him to speak.
"I'm going to withdraw my investment in Yundao."
Wang Shuhe lowered her head, adjusted her glasses, and said with a smile, "Is there anything you're unhappy about now? We can talk about it."
“I don’t want the Cloud Island or Linxi Pavilion. If the Yun family feels it’s a loss, I can give you another hotel and bathhouse.”
“We just signed the agreement, and you’re already backing out? That’s not right.” Wang Shuhe stood up and poured some tea for Huang Fuda. “President Huang, please reconsider. Yun Island is your life’s work. If you leave Yun Corporation now, how can Yun Island survive?”
Wang Shuhe looked directly at him and said, "Moreover, if you suddenly decide to leave, it will be considered a breach of contract, and you may not be able to take anything with you."
Huang Fuda stroked his cane, then stood up and said, "I understand. Please calculate it carefully and let me know when you have the result."
"Mr. Huang, please reconsider. If you think the pay is too low, we can talk again."
"No need, Secretary Wang, thank you for your trouble."
Wang Shuhe chased after him to the door and said with a smile, "President Yun is currently abroad and won't be back for a while. You can let me know if you change your mind."
Huang Fuda remained calm. "There's no need to persuade her anymore. Secretary Wang is busy with work, so I won't bother her any longer."
"Young Master Huang!" Wang Shuhe called out to him.
"Mr. Yun has been in a bad mood lately. You'd better think about it again."
Huang Fuda didn't have time to think it over properly. He didn't go to the company, but went straight home and lay in bed for two days without eating or drinking.
Fang Chuan stood at the bathroom door with the ring in his hand and asked Assistant Li, "When is he coming back?"
"I don't know. Mr. Fang, you should go back first."
Fang Chuan lowered his head, put the ring on his hand—it was too big, barely fitting his thumb. He put his hand in his coat pocket, lowered his eyes, and walked out.
The wind was cold, and the ring on his thumb fell to his palm. Thick clouds shrouded the sky above Xianye City, and Fang Chuan stood silently under this gloom.
Fang Chuan answered the call when his phone vibrated in his pocket.
"Fang Chuan, come to my office right now."
General Manager Wu hung up the phone with a sullen face. After waiting for half an hour, Fang Chuan pushed open the door and came in.
"How many times have you met in private?"
Fang Chuan sat on the sofa, his hand stroking the ring inside his coat. "Is this important?"
"Saying you don't like it anymore, that you have no feelings for it anymore, is just lying to your mother, isn't it?"
"Ah...is this important too?" Fang Chuan turned to his mother and smiled. "What, is President Wu going to lock me up again?"
General Wu sat down next to Fang Chuan, looked at his gaunt face and bloodshot eyes, and said, "Mom won't lock you up anymore. But I might show that video of Huang Fuda to someone else."
"Xiao Chuan, are you really willing to let that kind of video leak out?"
Clutching the ring in his pocket, Fang Chuan remained silent for a moment, then laughed lightly, "You wouldn't really send it. Tiancheng and the Yun family still have a partnership. Why would you offend the Yun family?"
"In the end, you just don't want outsiders to know that your son is having an affair with Huang Fuda."
Fang Chuan put his thumb into the ring and looked at his mother: "Mom, I will really hide it well this time, so please don't interfere in my affairs with Huang Fuda."
You can't be like your dad.
"Using that kind of video to threaten someone, are you trying to make him the next Bai Zhi?"
Fang Chuan paused, his hand trembling slightly as he touched the ring. He smiled and said, "I truly love him, I love him wholeheartedly. What hasn't he endured? This is nothing. Even without me, Yun Island can give him someone even better in the future."
It might take a while, two years, three years, a lifetime is so long, he and his boss, Mr. Huang, still have decades to live their lives. So it's okay if the boss is angry now, the boss has always been soft-hearted, if he can't be appeased in a year, he'll eventually be appeased in ten.
But this time, it's been two whole days, and I haven't received a reply to my messages.
Fang Chuan stood at Huang Fuda's door and rang the doorbell.
He changed the door lock code.
Fang Chuan knew Huang Fuda was at home; he had asked Assistant Li, and Huang Fuda hadn't gone to the company.
But there was no movement from inside the door.
Fang Chuan continued pressing the button, pressing it for a long time. Just as he was about to turn around and go to Yang Zhengping's house to find Huang Fuda, the door opened.
His boss, Mr. Huang, opened the door, didn't even look at him, and went back to the bedroom, pulled the covers over himself, and closed his eyes to sleep.
Fang Chuan lowered his head, pursed his lips, changed his shoes, and squatted down beside Huang Fuda's bed. He hesitated for a moment, then took out a ring from his pocket.
"Boss, you left in a hurry last time and accidentally dropped your ring. I brought it to you."
The air was deathly still.
Fang Chuan smiled, then carefully took Huang Fuda's hand to help him put on the ring. But Huang Fuda pulled his hand back.
"...Yes, this style is outdated." His eyes darted around, then he pulled a ring box from his pocket and said cheerfully with a smile, "I bought a new style, see if you like it."
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“...Wearing a ring is indeed inconvenient, I'll put it away for you first.”
Fang Chuan swallowed hard, looked around helplessly, and when his gaze fell on Huang Fuda's left leg, he happily stood next to him and began to massage his boss Huang's left thigh.
"The cast can be removed this week. I don't know if the calf muscles have atrophied. I was worried for more than a month while I was away. I was afraid you would forget to massage the muscles on your calf. I can only feel at ease when I am by your side in person."
He applied just the right amount of pressure, and after massaging the front, he would lift his leg to massage the back. He was very diligent.
"Fang Chuan, there's no need to do anything unnecessary. What did you come here for today? Do you want to go to bed? Then hurry up."
"I didn't mean to sleep with you... no, I just wanted to see you. Are you still angry?"
Fang Chuan looked at Huang Fuda, then gently stroked Huang Fuda's face. The boss hadn't shaved, and some fine stubble had grown. He rubbed it with his hand, then leaned over Huang Fuda and pressed his face against him.
It's a bit prickly.
"Don't be angry. We haven't seen each other for two days. Talk to me, okay?"
Huang Fuda turned his face away from him and said jokingly, "What do you want to hear me say? Do you want me to tell you how I used to sleep with other people?"
Fang Chuan's face turned pale instantly. He reached out and turned Huang Fuda's chin, covering his mouth and relentlessly entangled Huang Fuda's dodging tongue until he was bitten hard.
He covered his mouth and sat up, swallowing the blood with pain, then smiled and said, "Let's not talk about these unhappy things."
"If you want to sleep, I'll sleep with you for a while, after I take off my clothes."
Fang Chuan stood by the bed and began to unbutton his clothes. One by one, his clothes fell off, revealing his body covered in bruises. His ankles were particularly frightening; the flesh around the scabs was noticeably whiter than the rest of his body, indicating that it was newly grown.
He put on Huang Fuda's pajama pants, but this time they wouldn't stay on, and they kept falling down as soon as he let go. He looked up carefully and said, "I'll bring my own next time."
Huang Fuda didn't look at him, but just closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep again. Fang Chuan climbed up by himself, curled up next to Huang Fuda, and gently hugged his boss, trembling.
His pale face shrank into Huang Fuda's neck, and the cold sweat on his body slowly soaked Huang Fuda's clothes. Fang Chuan murmured, "Boss, don't be angry. I will give you better in the future. Just wait for me."
The hand around his waist tightened gradually over time. The room was quiet, and he received no reply.
Yunger returned on the fourth day. He sat in a chair and raised his eyelids, his emotions unreadable.
Give me a reason.
There is no reason.
"Because of General Wu's son."
Huang Fuda tightened his grip on his cane, but remained silent.
“You’ve stopped caring for your child and the company, all because of him.”
Huang Fuda lowered his eyes and asked, "President Yun, when can I leave?"
Yung laughed.
"soon."
The rain lasted for two days, falling incessantly and knocking all the leaves off the trees.
Huang Fuda had his cast removed at the hospital and was finally able to walk normally again.
Fang Chuan took the mugwort and pomelo leaves and swept them over Huang Fuda's body three times. He looked at Huang Fuda's left leg with great joy, even more so than Huang Fuda himself.
He had intended to treat his boss, Mr. Huang, to a nice meal, but Mr. Huang said he wanted to visit Yang Zhengping, so he suppressed that idea and drove Huang Fu to Yang Zhengping's building.
"I want to go up by myself."
Fang Chuan paused in opening the car door, then slowly withdrew his hand, smiling as he asked, "How long will it take? I'll wait for you downstairs."
"You don't need to wait for me for a few hours; I'll have the driver pick you up."
"Then I'll pick you up for the handover ceremony of Yunquanhui tomorrow morning."
"I'm not going tomorrow." Huang Fuda pushed open the car door, opened his umbrella, and walked upstairs.
Huang Fuda hadn't seen Uncle Yang for a while. Ever since he brought the man back in the early hours of the morning, he hadn't seen him at all.
It wasn't that he was busy; it's just that he couldn't figure it out.
He always felt that Uncle Yang was hiding something from him, but now that his leg was healed, he had to come and let Uncle Yang walk a few steps to see what was going on.
Uncle Yang prepared some braised meat and liquor, and even cooked two dishes himself. Seeing that Huang Fuda could walk without any problems, he nodded with a smile.
"Child, you have suffered."
"Uncle Yang, it's only been a few months, he's fully recovered now."
Uncle Yang smiled and clinked glasses with Huang Fuda. "Why didn't you bring your boyfriend?"
Huang Fuda lowered his eyes and smiled apologetically, "He's not finished yet."
"Uncle, stop staring at me. Why don't you find yourself a little old lady?" Huang Fuda joked.
"Now that you've grown up, you're starting to boss me around."
"Only someone can keep you tied down, so you won't always rush headlong into things."
Uncle Yang smiled kindly at him, patted Huang Fuda's head, and said softly, "It won't be long before it's over. When the time comes, let our Boss Huang take me out to see the world too."
The two clinked glasses again, the news broadcast started on the TV, and the rain outside intensified. Director Yang turned up the TV volume a bit, and they ate, drank, and chatted idly. Under the warm yellow light inside, their faces were occasionally filled with laughter.
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