What position am I?
At 9:20 a.m. the next day, Huang Fuda came out of the building and walked to his car.
Fang Chuan didn't get out of the car to open the door for him as usual; he just looked at Huang Fuda from inside the car.
Huang Fuda didn't pay much attention to this trivial matter. He opened the car door and got in, saying, "To Yunshan Orphanage." Then he started looking at the documents in his hand.
Fang Chuan hummed in agreement and drove off in silence.
The car was unusually quiet; the only sound was the rustling of Huang Fuda turning pages. After passing several intersections, Huang Fuda noticed that he remained silent and, finding it strange, looked up at him several times.
He's acting strange today.
After finishing reading the documents in his hand, Huang Fuda opened his mouth and asked casually, "Did you sleep well last night?"
"You slept well." Fang Chuan smirked, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye. "Boss Huang, you slept well yesterday, didn't you?"
"fine."
Fang Chuan chuckled upon hearing this.
"What, neither of them can satisfy you?"
Huang Fuda raised his head, his eyes hidden behind his wispy hair, dark and gloomy.
No wonder he was acting strange today; it turns out he saw something. But what reason or right does he have to speak to him like that?
Huang Fuda spoke slowly, "Fang Chuan, get your bearings right."
"Tell me my position."
...
Why don't you say so?
Do you usually sleep with other drivers?
Are you and your driver going hiking alone?
"Or would you just grab any subordinate and start working when you're drunk?"
Huang Fuda straightened up, looked at Fang Chuan's face, and said solemnly, "That time was an accident."
"Whether it was an accident or not, just tell me if this is true or not. The truth is, you slept with me while you were drunk."
As Fang Chuan drove, he glanced at Huang's reaction in the rearview mirror and continued, "Boss Huang, I don't want a formal title, but you just slept with me and then immediately went to find someone else. Isn't that a bit too hurtful?"
"Should I go to the hospital to get checked out? I'm really afraid I might have some kind of illness." His voice sounded like it was filled with ice, cold on him and piercing on Huang Fuda.
Huang Fuda frowned upon hearing this: "I simply slept with them for one night."
Hmm? Didn't you do it?
Fang Chuan raised his eyebrows and looked back at him with some surprise. Seeing that Huang Fuda didn't seem to be lying, he calmed down a bit and began to probe for information.
"This time it was innocent, but what about before?"
"I'm an adult, Fang Chuan. Do you really think I'd keep it to myself?"
He closed his eyes helplessly, leaned back in his chair, and decided not to talk to Fang Chuan anymore.
We need to replace him as soon as possible. I should send a message to Xiao Zhang when I have some free time and ask him to come back. Or we can just have Assistant Li hire someone else.
Just as he was thinking of changing drivers, the driver in front spoke up again: "Mr. Huang, this won't do. I just keep it to myself and never hire anyone else."
Huang Fuda didn't even bother to open his eyes, and chuckled, "Heh, just fooling yourself is enough."
Fang Chuan felt not embarrassed at all after being exposed, but rather a little aggrieved. Huang Fuda had no shortage of people around him, but did he himself lack people?
"...At least I haven't looked for anyone since I met you."
Huang Fuda sighed, placed his hands on his stomach to support a small pyramid, and said gently, "Personally, it was just one night, and it's over. Professionally, we're just superiors and subordinates, let's focus on work and not get into all that nonsense."
In summary...
"You shouldn't waste your time on me."
After having everything cleared up, Huang Fuda felt much better. He hoped that Fang Chuan would be sensible and choose to leave, because his driver had disrupted part of his rhythm and affected his daily life, which made him feel somewhat irritated.
“No way,” Fang Chuan said, tapping the steering wheel with his fingers. “That night wasn’t over, and I didn’t take your money back then. Huang Fuda, you owe me.”
Fearing that Huang Fuda would bring up the matter of giving him money again, Fang Chuan hurriedly added, "I don't want money. I'm not a gigolo, much less your mistress. I don't care if you try to get rid of me with money."
It was clearly a matter of mutual consent, but Fang Chuan made it sound like someone had suffered a great injustice.
"So what do you want?"
“…I haven’t decided yet,” Fang Chuan turned to look at Huang Fuda’s somewhat annoyed face, feeling inexplicably pleased. “I’ll think about it later.”
He then raised his voice slightly and said, "But for my health, you can't date those shady people while I'm in office."
"good."
Huang Fuda readily agreed and immediately sent a message to his assistant, Li, asking her to hire another driver as soon as possible.
Anyway, you're leaving soon.
Yunshan Orphanage is ostensibly a social charity, but it was actually built with funding from the Yun family nine years ago. Originally, it was managed by the old man, but in recent years, his memory has been inconsistent, so he has secretly handed it over to Yun Ge.
Yun Ge's car drove through the orphanage's beautifully patterned iron gate, stopped inside, got out, shook hands and exchanged pleasantries with the director, and then walked towards the small white building in the center of the orphanage.
After walking only a few steps, he spotted Huang Fuda again.
Huang Fuda was standing bent over in the middle of a group of children, playing with them. The children's laughter could be heard from a distance.
The dean said from the side, "Boss Huang happened to be here today too. The children all like him and they stick to him and won't leave as soon as they arrive."
There's no such thing as "just right"; it's just that I happened to hear you say I was coming.
"Let's go check out the cafeteria in the back first."
He had heard about what happened with Huang Fuda, but he didn't want to get involved, so he pretended not to see it and deliberately walked in the other direction.
But his group was too conspicuous, and Huang Fuda was the kind of person who would climb even if there was no pole. After only a few steps, Huang Fuda stood beside Yun Ge.
"Young Master Yun! What a coincidence, you're here today too!" Huang Fuda said with delight.
"Keep pretending." Yun Ge was annoyed, but he couldn't afford to embarrass Huang Fuda in front of so many people.
He struck a polite pose and shook hands with Huang Fuda, saying, "I've come to see the children."
Huang Fuda didn't let go, and instead put his other hand on top of Yun Ge's hand, thus gathering Yun Ge's hand together.
"I've also come to see the children."
The group entered the cafeteria in a grand procession, where the cooks had already begun preparing the food.
Today's meal was exceptionally good. If it was a balanced diet of meat and vegetables in the past, today's meal was an over-nutritional surplus.
"They even have tomatoes with sugar today," Huang Fuda said.
“Young Master Yun, I have a younger brother. Life was tough back then, and there wasn’t much good food. But my brother is easy to please; just two things can make him happy. One is ramen, and the other is this tomato salad with sugar.”
Huang Fuda stared at Yun Ge and said meaningfully, "Young Master Yun, do you have a younger brother?"
"have."
Huang Fuda laughed heartily and tried to hold Yun Ge's hand again, but Yun Ge dodged him. Huang Fuda blinked and curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.
"Then we can try it again at noon."
Fang Chuan watched them chat from behind. When he heard Huang Fuda's younger brother, he remembered that there was a picture of his brother on the cabinet when he last visited Boss Huang's house.
Just looking at Huang Fuda and Yun Ge standing together, he felt awkward no matter how he looked at it, especially Huang Fuda grabbing Yun Ge's hand several times, which was irritating to watch.
He's always so affectionate towards others.
When it was time to eat, they sat down, and the two of them went to the restroom one after the other. This time, the old man didn't insist on him playing chess, so he used the excuse of smoking to follow them.
He first went to the bathroom and looked around, but didn't see the two people. He then looked out the window, but there was no one there either. So he gave up and decided to go to the stairwell for a smoke.
Just as they were about to open the fire door, they heard a noise inside. It sounded like someone being pushed against the wall.
He pressed his ear to the crack in the door and tried to listen, but he couldn't hear anything.
Fang Chuan suspected that it was Huang Fuda and Yun Ge, but he was afraid of being discovered if he stayed too long, so he walked to the open area in the middle of the corridor and leaned against the window pretending to look at the scenery.
A moment later, the sound of the fire door opening and closing was heard, followed by the sound of two people's footsteps. Then, the two people walked over from the direction of the stairwell.
Huang Fuda's shirt was slightly wrinkled, and he had his suit jacket draped over his arm. Yun Ge, on the other hand, still had that cold look on his face, which was expressionless, except that his usual pale complexion had a slight hint of color.
"Xiao Fang, what are you doing here?" Huang Fuda asked.
"I don't know anyone in the house, so I felt uncomfortable. I came out to get some fresh air." Fang Chuan's eyes darted between the two men, but he didn't say anything more and followed them into the house.
Yun Ge sat in the main seat, with Huang Fuda separated from him only by the dean. The dean must have heard about his brother's situation back then, because the sugar-coated tomatoes were served early.
When Huang Fuda saw the dish being served, he got up and picked up two pieces, placing them on Yun Ge's plate.
"Thank you for your help, Mr. Huang," Yun Ge said.
Isn't that troublesome? The dishes on the table can rotate, so there's no need for you, Mr. Huang, to get up and serve food to others.
Fang Chuan witnessed all of this, and his doubts deepened. What were those two doing just now?
He looked at Huang Fuda beside him. The boss was opening his mouth to drink soup, but as his mouth opened wider, a bead of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Huang Fuda paused his movements, stuck out his tongue, and scooped up the drop of blood.
Perhaps Fang Chuan's gaze was too intense, Huang Fuda had to explain, "The weather has been dry lately, and my lips are always cracked."
The director also said, "Yes, the adults are okay, but the children are especially bad. Many of them have dry mouths with scabs, and they still won't listen to us when we tell them to drink water or take medicine."
"I'll have someone send another batch of medicine when I get back. If there's anything not enough, just tell my secretary," Yun Ge said indifferently, without even looking up.
Fang Chuan sat there, his food tasteless, his mind filled with the strange atmosphere between Huang Fuda and Yun Ge.
Yun Ge was busy with official duties and left after finishing his meal. Huang Fuda, however, stayed behind and quietly went to the dormitory again, coaxing the children who refused to sleep to their beds.
Only one little girl refused to sleep. When she saw Huang Fuda arrive, she followed him around like a little tail.
"Dad, when will you come again?"
Huang Fuda squatted down to be at eye level with the little girl and patted her head.
"My uncle will be here next month."
“Dad didn’t keep his word last time either. He clearly said he would come in ten days, but I counted to two ten-day periods and you still didn’t come.”
Huang Fuda usually comes twice a month, but this time the interval is so long because a lot of things have happened recently and he hasn't been able to find the time.
He gently placed his hand on the child's shoulder and said softly, "Little Star, it was Uncle's fault. What do you want? Uncle will bring it to you next time, okay?"
Xingxing rushed into Huang Fuda's arms, and Huang Fuda picked her up in his arms.
"I want stars, stars from the sky!"
Huang Fuda smiled, his eyes gentle: "Okay, Uncle will bring you stars next time."
Huang Fuda had a very tight schedule. After leaving the orphanage, he had to go to a coffee shop to sign a contract with a construction company.
Fang Chuan felt it wasn't appropriate for him to go to such an occasion, so he stayed outside and planned to browse around a music store on the corner.
"Ogawa!"
Fang Chuan turned around and saw her mother, who was driving and had temporarily parked on the side of the road.
Walking to the car, Fang Chuan obediently called out "Mom," and then asked, "How did we get here?"
"I need to sign a contract. What's Xiaochuan doing here?"
Fang Chuan pointed to the music store behind him, "I want to buy a new guitar. Didn't I tell you before that the band has an event?"
Fang's mother glanced at the music store, took out her phone, and transferred 50,000 yuan to Fang Chuan. "If it's not enough, just tell me."
She looked closely at Fang Chuan, gently touched his eyebrows and eyes, and said, "Xiao Chuan, you haven't been home for a long time. Come back for dinner tonight."
Fang Chuan agreed, watched his mother's car disappear at the intersection, and then went into the music store.
Thinking about going home that evening, he was distracted. He wandered around a small, three-story music store for a long time until Huang Fuda called to say that the contract was signed.
Huang Fuda was waiting for him by the car. When he saw him arrive, he didn't ask where Fang Chuan had gone. He just told Fang Chuan to take him back to the company.
The contract had been signed and construction could begin immediately. He called his assistant, Li, over, settled some matters related to the start of construction, and then had her leave.
Huang Fuda leaned back in his chair, looked at the phone number he had just received that day on his phone, and dialed it.
"Hello? Mr. Gui, this is Huang Fuda..."
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