Chapter 39 Shocked
Li Wenzhao seemed to be speechless, his eyes fixed on Jingyi's face, and he didn't say anything for a long time.
Jingyi felt guilty in such a look, and his eyes were darting around.
[This is a treat from the guest at table 9, he wants to invite you to watch a movie together tonight]
Somehow, Jingyi suddenly remembered the waiter's words in his mind.
He blinked and froze on the spot like Li Wenzhao.
"..."
"Have you figured it out?" Li Wenzhao looked at his suddenly changed expression and knew that the butler had figured it out himself. Fortunately, he was not too stupid.
"Yeah." Jingyi pursed his lips and said directly: "He wants to pick me up, right."
Thank God, the butler finally got it.
Li Wenzhao hummed: "What do you think?"
Jing Yi shook his head: "I dare not think about it."
"..."
Jing Yi really dared not think about it. As a part of a classic old romance novel, the main and supporting characters all point their arrows to the world of the opposite sex. How dare you, a nameless passerby, come to love the people around the villain? You are so brave!
Do you know that you are on the wrong track?
Li Wenzhao was almost stunned by the little housekeeper's deviation, and sneered expressionlessly.
Jing Yi raised his eyes. Li
Wenzhao's eyes were a little dark. The tall and slender figure of the other party was facing the light above his head, and his shoulders were broad and his back was straight, and his face was a little unclear.
In such a quiet corridor, Jing Yi became even more panicked and pulled Li Wenzhao: "Young Master, don't have that expression, you look like a little black man in anime who wants to kill people to silence them."
"..."
"You haven't done anything wrong, so why are you afraid of killing people to silence them?"
Jing Yi said: "Perverts don't choose their targets when they kill people."
Realizing that he had followed Jing Yi's thoughts to a different direction, Li Wenzhao frowned and restrainedly closed his mouth.
Jing Yi pulled Li Wenzhao and quickly turned in another direction. The two of them kept their eyes on each other in the air for two seconds: "So, Young Master just came back to save me on purpose?"
Li Wenzhao lowered his eyes and looked at the boy in front of him. On purpose, it was indeed on purpose, but the purpose was not simple.
He spoke softly: "Yeah."
Jing Yi breathed a sigh of relief: "Then I have to thank the young master." Li
Wenzhao looked at him: "Don't you like that person?"
"Just a stranger." Jing Yi frowned: "How can you say you like him or not?"
[The only thing that makes me unable to extricate myself after just one meeting is the RMB! ]
Li Wenzhao: "..."
He was overthinking it. With the current deviation of the young housekeeper, even if a scumbag came, it would be useless. No one can pry open his corner for the time being.
Jing Yi wanted to talk more, but Li Wenzhao suddenly turned around and left. He hurriedly chased after him: "Young master? Don't you want to talk anymore?"
He always felt that Li Wenzhao seemed to have something to say.
"Don't talk anymore." Li Wenzhao didn't even turn his head.
"Why."
Li Wenzhao sighed softly: "You've strayed too far."
"......?"
Jingyi lowered his head to look at his feet.
Li Wenzhao: "..."
·
Swiped the card to open the door, and Li Wenzhao went directly into the master bedroom.
The suite arranged by Boss Zhao is of very high specifications. The second bedroom is larger than the one he stayed in during his last business trip to Shengshi. It also has an independent bathroom and a large bathtub with a night view.
Jingyi went in and soaked for a while. His skin was warm and he almost melted before climbing into bed.
Lying on the comfortable bed, Jingyi closed his eyes, but he couldn't sleep tonight. After tossing and turning for a while and making pancakes, he remembered that he had something to do.
He got up and took out his mobile phone: [Is Secretary Fan asleep? ]
[Fan Ming]: Butler Jing, you tell me the story first, so I can decide whether to sleep or not.
[Your Grandpa Jing]: ...
[Your Grandpa Jing]: I wanted to say that Secretary Zou asked me to bring you something, and I seem to have forgotten to give it to you.
[Fan Ming]: What is it? [Beware and push up your glasses.jpg]
[Your Grandpa Jing]: A secret book on taking the civil service exam.
[Fan Ming]: ...
[Fan Ming]: Is he sick? I'm not taking the exam, but he insists on asking me to tutor him in something?
Jing Yi thought for a while: [Maybe he wants to find some confidence in you. (Evil smile.jpg)]
[Fan Ming]: ...
In the room opposite, Fan Ming had just finished washing up, and when he looked at the chat interface, he suddenly curled his lips.
He lay on the bed, stretched his limbs comfortably, and sent a message to Jing Yi.
[Butler Jing, is President Li asleep? ]
Jing Yi was stunned. He was about to say he didn't know, but he was worried that Fan Ming had something to report, so he closed his mouth and raised his voice in his heart: [Young Master, are you asleep? ]
Li Wenzhao, who was lying quietly on the bed and about to fall asleep, opened his eyes: "..."
[Young Master? ]
Li Wenzhao turned on the bedside lamp and took out his mobile phone: [What are you doing. ]
Jing Yi turned around and sent a message to Fan Ming.
[Fan Ming]: Butler Jing, Mr. Li has a habit of drinking a glass of milk before going to bed to help him sleep, otherwise he will easily suffer from insomnia after changing places. I am rushing to report, please send it to me.
Jing Yi narrowed his eyes vigilantly: [Secretary Fan, you'd better not scare me. ]
He has been in the Li family for so long, how come he has never heard of this habit?
[Fan Ming]: I swear on Secretary Zou's IQ, 24K innocent!
"..."
·
Li Wenzhao turned on the light, sat up, listened to the housekeeper mumbling in the next room, stared at the phone for a long time, Jingyi did not send any more messages.
"..."
Crazy little housekeeper, now she starts flirting with her boss in the middle of the night.
Li Wenzhao made a note in his heart, put down his phone, turned off the lights, closed his eyes, and went to sleep.
Ding ding ding.
There was a soft sound of door slamming outside the room.
Li Wenzhao opened his eyes again: "..."
Jingyi was standing outside the door, holding the milk just taken out of the refrigerator in his hand, poured a full cup, and knocked on the door gently: [Master, I'm here, open the door]
The door opened in the next second.
The little housekeeper, wearing a clean white bathrobe and soaking herself pink and tender, came to the door herself.
The hotel's bathrobes are one size fits all, and it fits Li Wenzhao well, but it is a bit too big for Jingyi, and the collar is crooked, revealing a large area of delicate pink skin.
"You..."
Before Li Wenzhao could say anything, the butler came in with his head buried in his brain, holding a cup of unknown liquid in his hands: "Make way, it's going to overflow."
Li Wenzhao: "..."
The master bedroom is much larger than Jingyi's second bedroom, and the layout is more sophisticated. Jingyi glanced at the position of the bed and put the milk on the bedside table like a bomb delivery: "Master, drink the milk before going to bed."
Li Wenzhao looked at his straight white calves under his bathrobe, his eyes gradually deepened: "You came to knock on the door just to deliver milk?"
"Yeah." Jing Yi nodded: "It's a sleep aid, drink it quickly, and you'll have a good sleep at night."
Li Wenzhao, who was awakened: "..."
Jing Yi tilted his head and looked at him for a while: "Or do you want to drink something hot? I'll go get it."
Li Wenzhao stopped him and lowered his voice a few degrees: "No, this will do."
Jing Yi stopped and looked at him strangely.
Li Wenzhao: "What's wrong?"
"Do you have a cold? Why is your throat hoarse?" Jing Yi ran over, stood on tiptoe, raised his hand and touched Li Wenzhao's forehead. The
wide bathrobe tilted with his movement...
Li Wenzhao: "..."
"It seems a little hot, young master, you seem hot..."
"Get out."
Before Jing Yi finished speaking, Li Wenzhao grabbed the back of the neck and pushed him out of the room.
The door slammed behind him.
Jing Yi: “……?”
Before he could figure out what Li Wenzhao meant, Jing Yi’s phone in his bathrobe vibrated.
[Fan Ming]: Butler Jing, has the milk been delivered?
Jing Yi blankly typed: [It was delivered, but the eldest master doesn’t seem right.]
[Fan Ming]: What’s wrong?
[Your Master Jing]: He seems to have a fever.
[Fan Ming]: …
·
The next morning, Jing Yi sleepwalked out of the door and saw Li Wenzhao had already gotten up and was tying his tie in front of the mirror.
Jing Yi leaned over and asked with concern: “Are you ok?” Li
Wenzhao exerted force on his hand and the tie knot almost got stuck on his Adam’s apple.
He turned to look at the boy next to him, "What's wrong?"
Jing Yi: "You seemed to have a fever last night. As the housekeeper, I should go out and buy medicine for you right away."
"..." Li Wenzhao took a deep breath: "No need."
Jing Yi nodded and walked away: "I think it's fine."
"..."
After everyone changed their clothes, Jing Yi helped carry the boss's briefcase. Seeing that Li Wenzhao was still on the phone, he opened the door and waited.
However, as soon as the door was opened, Jing Yi saw a crack in the room opposite. Fan Ming, who had not been seen for a night, was looking in this direction through the crack.
Fan Ming: |.0)
Jing Yi: (0.|
"Secretary Fan, what are you doing?" Jing Yi asked, revealing half of his face.
Fan Ming said, "I'm waiting for President Li to notify me that I won't be working today."
It was a nice thought. Jing Yi said, "Your salary is so high, how can you always think about resting?"
Fan Ming smiled and said, "Yes, I should learn from Butler Jing."
The door shook, and Jing Yi raised his hand to hold it: "Secretary Fan, can we both show our faces openly? It's tiring to chat like this."
"..." Fan Ming
opened the door, wiped away his sneaky behavior just now, and was so serious that he seemed to be possessed by a ghost: "Butler Jing, good morning."
Jing Yi opened the door and went out with a heavy briefcase: "Good morning, Secretary Fan."
Fan Ming saw the things in his hand and hurriedly took them over, with a very attentive attitude: "Thank you for your hard work, Butler Jing, I'll take this."
"?" Jing Yi narrowed his eyes: "Secretary Fan, after not seeing you for one night, you seem to have a different face."
Fan Ming said: "Are you much kinder?"
Jing Yi stated seriously: "It's the face of a villain
who has succeeded." After a pause, he stared at Fan Ming's face and added carefully: "He is still a villain who secretly backstabbed behind my back and succeeded."
Fan Ming: "..."
Li Wenzhao came out of the room with an expressionless face, "What backstabbing, who is the villain?"
Fan Ming said: "I was joking with Butler Jing."
Li Wenzhao thought of the glass of milk of unknown origin last night, and his eyes fell on Fan Ming: "Since you like to joke so much, I will also joke with you when you pay your salary?"
"..." Fan Ming paused: "Boss Li, I can apologize." The time for the site inspection agreed with Mr.
Zhao
was 9 o'clock. The hotel sent a car to take Li Wenzhao and his friends to the suburbs.
The resort had to be clean, with good scenery, and large enough to accommodate all the leisure and entertainment facilities and landscapes. After comprehensive consideration, only the suburbs could accommodate such a place.
After an hour's drive, they arrived at their destination.
"Boss Li." Boss Zhao arrived a few minutes earlier and got out of the car to shake hands with Li Wenzhao: "How do you like this area? It's close to the national road and there's a highway next to it. We don't have to worry about transportation."
This place is picturesque. The air is fresh and natural after the rain. There is mist rising between the mountains and forests. The nearby residential buildings are also relatively short, giving it a sense of simplicity that is detached from the technological world of the city center.
Li Wenzhao nodded: "It's good, with beautiful scenery and good air. It's suitable as a leisure place for vacation. But if it's over-renovated, it will lose its fresh and natural beauty."
"That's right." Boss Zhao was excited. "This is also an important reason why I want to cooperate with you. I have met with many partners before, and the proposals they gave were all large-scale development, which was very destructive to the environment. Only you, President Li, agree with me."
The two of them had the same ideas, which sparked a different spark. They talked for two hours.
"Butler Jing."
Jing Yi was looking at the scenery in the distance. Hearing this, he turned his head and said, "Hmm?"
"Are you tired?" Fan Ming said, "If you are tired, you can go to the car and wait."
Jing Yi felt that he was underestimated by Fan Ming: "Secretary Fan, if you want to rest, go by yourself. President Li will not blame you."
Fan Ming: "..."
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and it seemed that it was going to rain again. Jing Yi turned around and wanted to get an umbrella from the car.
On the road, a bicycle wobbled by. The rider was a boy, and a girl was sitting in the back seat. The two were talking and laughing tenderly. A
luxury car drove by behind them, and the boy looked at them with envy.
"Butler Jing, laughing on a bicycle or crying in a BMW, what would you choose?"
Fan Ming came over at some point and asked Jing Yi when he saw the situation.
Jing Yi turned his head to look at him, his eyes looking at a fool: "In this kind of weather, anyone sitting on the back seat of a bicycle will have a grim face and can't smile, Secretary Fan."
Fan Ming: "..."
·
Li Wen Zhao and Boss Zhao finalized the initial cooperation intention and agreed to sign the contract after returning to the city. The resort project was settled.
To celebrate the cooperation, Boss Zhao hosted a dinner.
The location was set at a health club.
"The ingredients here are fresh, without any agricultural residues, and the water is good, too, made from mineral spring water." Boss Zhao chuckled, "Boss Li, try it. If you like it, we can get together here on the day the project is completed."
Li Wenzhao chuckled, "Okay."
Secretary Fan had already drafted the contract according to the results of their discussion, and after handing it over to Boss Zhao's accompanying secretary, Li Wenzhao and Boss Zhao signed the contract together.
This business trip was done.
Not long after the contract was signed, all the dishes were served. Jing Yi had been very hungry for a long time, and seeing the table full of delicious food, he swallowed his saliva and quietly moved his butt forward.
As soon as he moved, he felt a gaze falling on his side.
Jing Yi looked over suspiciously.
Li Wenzhao retracted his leather shoes that were rubbed by Jingyi's soles, "Is there a thorn on your butt?"
"I'm afraid I can't reach it because I'm sitting too far away."
[It's such a big table, and it's not easy for me, an assistant, to turn the table. Once the dishes are turned over, I will quickly pick them up.]
[If I turn too fast, can you help me hold down the table, young master? 】
Li Wenzhao: "..."
"Come on, come on, Boss Li." Boss Zhao unveiled the clay pot in the middle of the dining table: "This is a specialty here, mushrooms, local chickens, and local treasures. The soup is fresh and delicious. Try it."
Boss Zhao was in a good mood and did not forget to greet Jing Yi and Fan Ming: "Assistant Jing, Secretary Fan, you guys eat too, don't be polite."
"Thank you, Boss Zhao."
Jing Yi didn't know what kind of soup was stewed in the pot, but he tasted it. The aroma was rich and the soup was dark white. He felt warm all over after taking a sip.
"Delicious."
Jing Yi finished drinking, pursed his lips with an unsatisfied look, and his eyes fell on the dining table.
【Three Cups Chicken is coming over immediately, chopsticks ready! 】
Li Wenzhao: "..."
Before he turned his eyes, he saw the young butler getting ready to move.
The Three Cups Chicken was turned to Jingyi. Li Wenzhao stretched out his chopsticks, and the table plate immediately stopped. Jingyi finally ate the delicious food he had been longing for. After
the meal, Li Wenzhao was not only chatting with Boss Zhao, but his mind was also attracted by the people around him. Occasionally, when he saw Jingyi mumbling about not being able to catch up with the table and missing the delicious food, he couldn't help but pick up the serving chopsticks to help.
Jingyi ate very full and even drank three bowls of soup.
Even Boss Zhao saw that Jingyi's face was not right. How important must this person be to let the big boss serve him for dinner?
After the meal, Boss Zhao also arranged other activities and invited Li Wenzhao to experience the hot spring therapy, but Li Wenzhao declined.
Boss Zhao saw this and did not insist. He asked his secretary to send a car to take them back to the hotel to rest.
It was getting late today, so Li Wenzhao decided to go back to Shoucheng tomorrow.
When they returned to the hotel, it started raining again and the sky was foggy. Jingyi had just eaten and drunk enough, and his body was soft and he was not cold at all.
He was even in the mood to look up at God and complain.
[It rains every day, if you have the ability, make money. Hehehe.]
Jingyi burped as soon as he finished laughing.
[I’m so full.]
[My stomach is so full. 】
Li Wenzhao glanced at him calmly: "I thought your stomach was a treasure chest that could hold anything."
Jing Yi pursed her lips shyly: "Yes."
"..."
Secretary Fan fulfilled his duties and handed over a box of digestive tablets. Jing Yi took it immediately, "Secretary Fan, you are indeed a perfect secretary."
Fan Ming pushed his glasses: "Butler Jing, thank you."
There were more than 20 long steps at the entrance of the hotel. Fan Ming said: "Butler Jing, do you want me to help you go up?"
Jing Yi turned his head: "Secretary Fan, who are you looking down on?"
Li Wenzhao glanced at him: "As long as you eat enough, no one can look down on you."
Jing Yi: "..."
·
At night, Jing Yi lay paralyzed on the bed like a salted fish.
He ate too much in the afternoon and didn't take a bath at night. He thought he was tired enough after a day of hard work, but he couldn't fall asleep. His whole body was dry, as if he was soaked in hot water.
Jing Yi thought it was because he was wearing too many clothes, so he took off his bathrobe and used his shirt as pajamas, but he was still hot.
He tossed around in bed for a while and found that he was bleeding from the nose.
The moment he saw the blood, there was only one sentence left in Jing Yi's mind -
[It's over, I have a terminal illness.]
[The cannon fodder NPC has no life story. Maybe the final destination of Butler Jing in the novel is death from illness...]
[Otherwise, it would be unfair to have an ending where everyone is dead. 】
【It's over, it's over, it's over...】
Li Wenzhao was terrified when he heard this outside the door. He thought something had happened to Jingyi, so he barged in without even knocking.
Seeing Jingyi's wrinkled shirt, he was stunned.
Jing Yi had just climbed out of bed and jumped off the bed with bare legs. When he saw Li Wenzhao, he immediately said, "It's over, it's over, young master, I'm going to die."
Li Wenzhao's eyes went white. Seeing him covering his nose, he walked closer and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."
Jing Yi groaned, "How come you're okay? Who has a nosebleed for no reason?" Li Wenzhao
said, "You took too much."
Jing Yi: "Huh?"
Li Wenzhao reminded, "The soup in the pot at noon was turtle soup."
Jing Yi was stunned for a while before he came to his senses, "You guys call turtles treasures in the water here?"
If they were called by any other name, he could tell them apart, such as tortoise, black turtle, and tortoise.
Li Wenzhao was too lazy to argue with him, so he walked towards the bathroom: "Come here."
"What? Aren't you going to the hospital?"
"It's just a slight bleeding, didn't you notice it has stopped?"
Jing Yi let go of his hand, it was true, and hurried over obediently.
The bathroom still smelled of the fresh scent of shower gel. He followed Li Wenzhao to the sink, and the mirror reflected two figures, one tall and one short.
"Lower your head, don't look up."
Jing Yi lowered his head obediently.
Li Wenzhao dipped a towel in water and wiped the marks on Jing Yi's face.
Jing Yi stood in front of him, less than half a meter away from each other. The temperature of Li Wenzhao's body and the fresh fragrance after the bath came out continuously through his bathrobe and fingers.
Jing Yi didn't know where to look.
Li Wenzhao's bathrobe fit him well, with a belt tied around his waist. The tight fabric revealed the lines of his strong muscles, and he was solid and lean...
"..."
Jing Yi hurriedly looked away, feeling even more irritated.
The tip of his nose suddenly itched, and he thought he was going to have a nosebleed again, so he hurriedly tried to step back, but Li Wenzhao held his shoulders, "Don't move."
The tip of his nose was swept by the familiar itching, and Jing Yi subconsciously broke away from Li Wenzhao's hand, "I have to move..."
[I think I'm going to have a nosebleed again! ]
Jing Yi hurriedly stepped back, but his toes suddenly slipped, and his body leaned back, crashing into the edge of the basin behind him.
A strong sense of weightlessness came over Jing Yi, his eyes widened in shock, and a series of "It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over..." flashed through his mind. Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, he was knocked back by a strong force.
"What are you doing!" Li Wenzhao's angry voice was close to his ear, "You want to die by struggling in a place like this."
Jing Yi was like a frightened quail, and he fluttered twice in Li Wenzhao's hand before standing firmly on his bare feet, whispering: "You're too close, I feel hot..."
"So you want to kill yourself?"
"I didn't..."
Jing Yi stopped talking suddenly, and his heart skipped a beat.
He was crooked in Li Wenzhao's arms, with a warm hand on his lower back, making him shiver. It seemed as if something was gradually waking up in the place where they were closest to each other.
Jing Yi's eyes widened and he shivered violently.