Chapter 22: Appointment
Qi Xing held his breath all the way home. It was already past midnight when he got home. He tiptoed into the house and found his father still waiting for him in the living room watching TV.
As usual, he couldn't avoid a scolding. Qi Xing ignored it and when he heard the words "When can you work harder and learn from Ye Xingzhou", he immediately got angry again. Your son was deflowered! And you still say he is a good person.
He muttered unhappily: "Dad, since you think so highly of Ye Xingzhou, why don't you adopt him as your godson."
Then he didn't care what his father said and went back to his room.
After locking the door, Qi Xing lay down on the bed with his arms and legs spread out, burying his head in the quilt. He let out a long breath, then hissed again. The movement of turning over involved the part that had just been overdeveloped, and he grimaced in pain.
Ye Xingzhou is a beast.
No matter how much he cursed, he had to get up, took out the ointment he had snatched from Ye Xingzhou, took off his pants and smeared it on himself.
Qi Xing didn't feel embarrassed. He knelt down and rubbed himself a few times. After the cold ointment took effect, he finally felt better.
Anyway, he is not a virgin, so he can just think of it as a dog bite. Qi Xing comforted himself in this way, and he finally felt better.
His fingers were still rubbing the back, and he started to have random thoughts. Actually, if he had to give an evaluation, the feeling was not too bad. He didn't know if it was the effect of the drug. At least he did feel good in the process. But the object was Ye Xingzhou, and he was forced to do it. No matter how good it was, he had to pay the price.
A new text message was received on the phone a few minutes ago, still from the same number.
"I'll keep the photo and won't send it out for now. I'll see how you perform next time."
Qi Xing’s reply was a constant stream of “Go to hell”.
When Ye Xingzhou got off the bus and saw this message, he sneered and turned off the screen of his phone.
In the following week, Qi Xing was taken by Qi Ronghua and given instructions. He had to go to the company with Qi Ronghua early in the morning every day. He had to return home at the same time as Qi Ronghua in the afternoon, and he was not allowed to go out at night.
Qi Xing did not resist. After suffering such a huge setback, he was indeed a little depressed. It would be a good idea for him to cultivate his character for a while.
The only bad thing was that his father was really instigated by Ye Xingzhou and planned to invest in Xingneng Technology together with Ye's, and asked him to be responsible for following up the project. Qi Xing couldn't refuse and was forced to accept it.
"Ye's called and asked me to have tea with you this afternoon. They also invited other investors who are interested in Star Energy to come together. I have other things to do this afternoon, so I won't go. Please go on my behalf."
During lunch, Qi Ronghua suddenly brought up this matter.
Qi Xing was chewing on pork ribs when he choked. He finally managed to spit it out and coughed for a long time. Qi Ronghua frowned and quickly handed him some water: "What's wrong with you? You can get choked even when you're eating pork ribs?"
Qi Xing recovered, his face flushed red: "...What's the point of me going? They won't take me seriously, who knows how they will fool me."
"It's okay, let your Uncle Chen go with you." Qi Ronghua was talking about his special assistant, a very capable man. Since Qi Xing was asked to go with him on this project, he had to send someone to keep an eye on him, to prevent Qi Xing from getting cheated.
Qi Xing: "Will Ye Xingzhou go there in person?"
"I think so," Qi Ronghua said casually, "He has been personally watching this project. After all, it is also a major project of the Ye Group, and he has just taken office. He must make some real achievements to convince the people below him."
Qi Xing shut up.
The God of Plague can't hide anywhere, and if he doesn't go, it would seem that he is afraid of Ye Xingzhou.
In broad daylight and in public, Ye Xingzhou couldn't do anything to him.
The place Ye had arranged to meet was a secluded teahouse in the city, nestled in the mountains and beside the water. This place looked elegant but was actually mostly used to negotiate money-making business. Qi Xing had never been interested in coming here before.
As soon as they got off the car, someone came out to greet them. It was Ye Xingzhou's secretary.
"Mr. Qi, please come this way."
The other party was very polite to him. Qi Xing glanced at him and was too lazy to say more.
There were six or seven people in the tea room. Ye Xingzhou was sitting at the side and looked over when Qi Xing came in.
Qi Xing didn't want to pay attention to him and walked to the empty seat on the other side, but Ye Xingzhou's secretary gestured, "Mr. Qi, please sit over here."
He was talking about the position next to Ye Xingzhou.
Qi Xing was about to refuse, but Ye Xingzhou said, "Come and sit here."
Special Assistant Chen who came with them pushed Qi Xing subtly. Since Ye Xingzhou had spoken personally, they had to give him face.
Finally, Qi Xing reluctantly sat next to Ye Xingzhou, who introduced him to everyone else. These people were all well-known big investors, some from Huaicheng and some from other places. They all smiled and complimented Qi Xing on his youth and potential.
Qi Xing put on a fake smile and dealt with the matter perfunctorily, leaving it to his special assistant Chen to deal with these people.
When they say they are drinking tea, they really just mean drinking tea. They are obviously businessmen who are here for the money, but they insist on sitting together and pretending to be cultured. They either comment on the tea ceremony or talk about the past and present, showing off the little knowledge they have, but they don't talk about business anyway.
Qi Xing had no interest in listening and simply lowered his head to play with his phone.
When he was playing the game with great enthusiasm, a hand pressed on his knee. Qi Xing frowned and raised his head.
Ye Xingzhou was still drinking tea and chatting with others, gentle and steady. It seemed as if what happened just now was just an illusion.
But it cannot be faked. What Ye Xingzhou is best at is appearing serious on the surface, but being vulgar and shameless behind the scenes.
Qi Xing kicked it, but it was under the table and no one could see it.
His footprints left marks on Ye Xingzhou's trouser legs, but he remained unmoved, leaning leisurely in the chair, chatting and laughing with others.
Qi Xing rolled his eyes at him, turned his body to the other side and continued playing his own game.
The tea party ended at five o'clock, and Qi Xing would have left if it hadn't ended. In his opinion, this kind of tea party was completely nonsense and a waste of life.
Just as they were about to get into the car in the parking lot, Ye Xingzhou's secretary came over and called them: "Master Qi, Master Ye invites you to dinner tonight."
"No," Qi Xing said without giving any face, "I'm full."
The secretary smiled and said, "Mr. Qi's car has been repaired, and Mr. Ye said he would take you to get it."
Qi Xing was not fooled: "Just send the car to me and I'll pay for the gas."
"It's nearby, take it and you can go."
Ye Xingzhou's voice appeared behind his secretary, and this man came over in person to invite someone.
Qi Xing glanced over and was unhappy to see Ye Xingzhou acting so arrogantly. He didn't know if that Yang Kaiming was lying to him. It had been a week and there had been no progress on what he had asked him to do.
Ye Xingzhou looked calm, waiting for him to make a decision.
Qi Xing was a little hesitant. The car that was hit was his favorite, and he was really worried that Ye Xingzhou would damage it. Since it had been repaired, it would be better to take it back as soon as possible.
So he raised his chin and said, "Lead the way."
Ye Xingzhou looked at his proud look and thought of that night when the little wild cat was panting and groaning under him. He was clearly immersed in it but wanted to pretend to be fierce. Sometimes he scolded him to be gentler, and sometimes he thought it was too slow. He was unhappy to be hung in the air, but in the end he opened his belly obediently.
When it was most unbearable, his kicking foot even stepped on his own thigh unconsciously, his toes curled up, and the instep of his foot rubbed the muscles of his thigh, like some kind of silent urging, which made people linger on it.
"Let's go."
Special Assistant Chen went back by himself, and Qi Xing got into Ye Xingzhou's car.
He had no interest in paying attention to Ye Xingzhou and continued to play the game on his mobile phone with his head down.
"Your dad asked you to come, but you kept your head down playing with your phone the whole time. Aren't you afraid that your dad's people will go back and tell on you?"
Ye Xingzhou asked casually.
Qi Xing kept his eyes on the phone screen: "Go ahead and sue me, but don't invite me to this kind of boring and meaningless tea party next time."
Ye Xingzhou: "Meaningless?"
Qi Xing sneered: "They are full of money and want to pretend to be cultured. Aren't they ashamed?"
"Today we are just testing their intentions. It is not time to discuss investment details yet. If we want to discuss, we have to discuss separately," Ye Xingzhou reminded him, "Don't you even understand these, Mr. Qi?"
"I don't understand," Qi Xing said immediately, "If you don't give my dad bad advice, I don't need to understand."
After he finished speaking, he felt someone suddenly rub his lower back. He glared at someone, but the phone in his hand was snatched away by the person next to him.
Before he could get the phone back, in just half a minute, Ye Xingzhou had finished the game he had been unable to play, and won.
Qi Xing: “…”
How could this be possible?
Ye Xingzhou slowly handed the phone back to him: "Mr. Qi likes playing games so much, but it seems his level is not that good."
In short, people are addicted to bad stuff.
Qi Xing felt insulted and was about to retort when Ye Xingzhou said, "We're here."
Qi Xing turned his gaze to the car window and found that they had arrived at a villa area. He frowned and asked, "Where is this?"
Ye Xingzhou: "My home."
It’s not the Ye family, but the place where he lives alone.
Qi Xing didn't expect that the place he was talking about was actually his home. He had a bad feeling and asked, "Why did you bring me here?"
"Get the car," Ye Xingzhou turned around and looked at him, "What are you afraid of, Master Qi?"
Qi Xing opened the car door directly.
His car was in Ye Xingzhou's underground garage. Qi Xing was originally wary of Ye Xingzhou, but when he saw the dozens of luxury cars and sports cars in the garage, he suddenly forgot everything and was stunned.
"Is this your car?"
Ye Xingzhou threw his car keys to him, and Qi Xing took them, but he had no intention of looking at his car. He reached out and touched a sports car next to him. It was a model that was even harder to buy than the one Ye Wanqi drove before, but Ye Xingzhou actually had one.
No wonder he didn't care at all and could easily set fire to the car.
"You're still lending these cars to Ye Lao Si? I didn't realize you two had such a good relationship." Qi Xing said sourly. He couldn't help but feel envious and jealous. Even if his family was rich, his father would not let him squander like this. He thought the four or five sports cars he collected were good enough, but it turned out that they were not good enough in front of Ye Xingzhou.
"The car was parked at the Ye family before and they forgot to take it back, so he took it and drove it without permission." Ye Xingzhou was not interested in talking about this. He lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth, his eyes lingering on Qi Xing's face for a while, "Want this car?"
Qi Xing took his hand back and pouted: "Didn't Master Ye say that his things should not be touched? If I touch your car, who knows if you will set it on fire and burn me too next time."
Ye Xingzhou: "Sleep with me once and get a car in return. You can choose any of these cars."
Qi Xing's face changed, and he almost thought he had heard it wrong: "Do you think I'm a prostitute?!"
Ye Xingzhou flicked the ash off his cigarette and said sarcastically, "Who can sell for tens of millions in one go? Are you worth that?"
Qi Xing was almost mad with anger: "Bullshit! I will fight you!"
Ye Xingzhou reacted very quickly and grabbed the man who rushed over in anger, and pressed him directly against the car door. At the right time, his cell phone rang.
It was Ye Xingzhou's cell phone. He glanced at the display, one hand still pressing Qi Xing, and the other hand pressed the speakerphone.
It was Lin Zhinian's voice on the other end of the phone. He paused and asked hesitantly, "Xingzhou, are you free tonight? Today is my birthday. Can I invite you to have dinner together? Just the two of us..."
"I have an appointment tonight."
Ye Xingzhou interrupted him, held Qi Xing's hand and rubbed his waist. Hearing Qi Xing gasp through gritted teeth, he smiled playfully at his angry look and said, "I've made an appointment with Mr. Qi, let's go to bed."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Xingzhou turned off the phone. Before Qi Xing could start cursing, he loosened his tie, took off his glasses, threw away his cigarette, opened the car door, and pushed the person in.
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