The next day, Zhuang Baihua went to the company with dark circles under his eyes.
He couldn't sleep the whole night and was in a bad mood. He got up early in the morning and decided to go to work to numb himself.
Zhuang Baihua arrived much earlier than ordinary employees, and the company building was relatively deserted.
He entered the company through the main entrance, looking tired, and pinched the area above his nose, trying to wake himself up.
Then he felt strange.
It feels like someone is staring at you, looking you up and down with a clear gaze. This sharp, oppressive feeling makes you uncomfortable.
Zhuang Baihua turned his head and saw the security guard next to him lowering his head.
Zhuang Baihua walked over and asked him, "What's the matter?"
The security guard remained silent and just shook his head.
"You just hit me?"
The security guard still didn't say anything.
Although the security guard is usually timid, he will still answer the president's questions. However, today the security guard refused to raise his head and exuded resistance to Zhuang Baihua.
Zhuang Baihua thought to himself, I haven't offended the security department. He was in a bad mood and didn't want to bother about these little things. Seeing that the security guard ignored him, he said nothing more and turned to go upstairs.
After Zhuang Baihua left, the security guard raised his head and followed Zhuang Baihua into the elevator. He bit his lips with his teeth and bit them so hard that they turned white.
Zhuang Baihua came to the office, but did not rush to work. Instead, he went into the lounge.
The small dark room had been connected to the lounge outside as he wished, and the furniture had been rearranged to make it more spacious. A window had even been opened, and the entire space was bright, completely free of the previous dark and terrifying atmosphere.
Logically he should be satisfied, but when Zhuang Baihua looked at the lounge, he still thought about what had happened in this space.
Chi Yue pressed him on the middle bed, showing her dominance and vulnerability, and the two of them stayed together in the small dark room for the whole night.
At that time, Zhuang Baihua was still thinking about comforting Chi Yue, and he didn't think much about being bitten. Now, combined with what happened yesterday, some actions suddenly became ambiguous, making Zhuang Baihua feel hot all over.
Brat, I shouldn't have let him touch me in the first place.
As Zhuang Baihua thought about it, his thoughts turned to Chi Yue again. He realized this tendency and became even more annoyed. He rubbed his temples, forced himself not to think about it, walked to his desk, sat down, and began to numb himself with work.
Even Secretary Chen noticed that something was wrong with the president today, and he spoke very cautiously when going in and out.
He held the thermos cup to make tea for Zhuang Baihua and put the cup on the table. When Zhuang Baihua took the cup, he saw the cactus behind the computer and was stunned.
"Take this away." Zhuang Baihua said coldly.
Secretary Chen blinked, pointed at the cactus, and asked, "Are you talking about this?"
Zhuang Baihua stiffened his neck and said, "Yes."
Secretary Chen’s first reaction was that the concubine had fallen out of favor.
This cactus was a gift from the evil concubine to the emperor when she was poor and destitute. The small pot of cactus was probably worth ten yuan, but the emperor placed it on the table like a treasure. Now he just says he doesn't want it.
"Then should I throw it away?" Secretary Chen asked.
"Who told you to lose it?" Zhuang Baihua glared at the secretary.
Secretary Chen held back his laughter and deliberately said, "Don't you want it?"
Zhuang Baihua turned his eyes away and bluffed: "I just asked you to move it to another place so that I wouldn't see it. I didn't ask you to lose it."
Secretary Chen tightened his lips and answered seriously, "Okay, President."
Zhuang Baihua lowered his head unhappily and continued to work on his documents.
Secretary Chen walked out with the cactus and placed it in the tea room. He touched the small thorns on the cactus and thought, the emperor is usually so powerful and seems to be omnipotent, but he also has a weird and willful side.
Secretary Chen thought about the situation yesterday when a few people had exposed the secret. It was true that the harem was a disaster for the country.
Zhuang Baihua only thought about Jingjing, but Jingjing didn't think about him at all.
He went out of the office in the afternoon and when he came back he saw Chi Yue standing at the door of his office.
Chi Yue has been dressing more and more maturely recently. She no longer wears T-shirts, but has started wearing shirts.
He stood there, really like a tall little tree, becoming a beautiful landscape. Unfortunately, Zhuang Baihua had no mood to appreciate it this time.
Zhuang Baihua knew that no one would stop Chi Yue from entering and leaving his office, but he was still a little annoyed at this time, and whispered: "Didn't I say I need some time?"
Chi Yue looked at Zhuang Baihua with a calm face: "I didn't force you, you can do whatever you want."
Zhuang Baihua asked: "Then why are you here?"
Chi Yue replied: "I came to see you, I am doing mine, you are doing yours."
Zhuang Baihua: “…” Okay, let’s try this.
Zhuang Baihua found that he could not communicate with Chi Yue, so he walked straight into the office. Chi Yue followed him in and returned to the position of little tail.
Zhuang Baihua ignored him and sat down at his desk to start dealing with his own business.
Chi Yue sat naturally on the sofa in the office and stared at Zhuang Baihua.
That gaze was like an invisible hand, touching from head to toe, moving inch by inch, caressing slowly.
Zhuang Baihua felt annoyed and angry when he was looked at.
"Do you mind if I kissed you?"
Chi Yue did not abide by the principle of not disturbing each other. When he spoke, his tone was cold, like a banished immortal, but what he said was very straightforward.
Zhuang Baihua was stunned by Chi Yue's behavior. He didn't want to act like he was being abused, but he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable. It was the first time for him to do this. He admitted that he had no experience and he was at a loss.
Then, Zhuang Baihua heard Chi Yue say: "If you feel you've been wronged, you can kiss me back."
Zhuang Baihua: “?”
Zhuang Baihua raised his head and looked at Chi Yue as if he was an alien. Chi Yue said confidently, "I don't mind."
Zhuang Baihua almost laughed out of anger: "Why didn't I realize that you are such a scoundrel before?"
Chi Yue put his hands on his knees, looking as graceful as a nobleman, calm and composed: "As long as I can make you aware of me, I don't mind using any means or saying anything."
Zhuang Baihua was stunned and looked at Chi Yue. Chi Yue's eyes were as clear as water, but full of seriousness.
Chi Yue said that she would not force him, but in fact, Zhuang Baihua felt that he was forced to take several steps back.
Zhuang Baihua said: "This way, there is no difference between him and Tang Feng."
Tang Feng had been so persistent before.
Chi Yue paused and said, "I have been suppressing myself. What you see now is the result of my efforts to restrain myself."
If he had been indulged, he would have pressed Zhuang Baihua down on the desk and forced him to open his mouth.
He was willing to restrain himself for the sake of his beloved Mr. Zhuang. He knew that Zhuang Baihua needed to take things slow, but he couldn't be too far away. With Zhuang Baihua's personality, if he really let himself go, the opportunity would be gone by then.
Chi Yue stared at Zhuang Baihua with her dark and deep eyes. Zhuang Baihua lowered his head in embarrassment, not daring to meet Chi Yue's gaze.
This time, Chi Yue did not say any more and let Zhuang Baihua look at his documents quietly.
Zhuang Baihua's mood gradually calmed down.
In the past, Chi Yue always came to his place, sometimes to sleep, sometimes to find something to eat, and Zhuang Baihua allowed him to use the office as a dormitory.
It was just that Chi Yue was wearing a T-shirt and looked like a big boy at that time, but now he has completely grown into a handsome young man.
The two people stayed in the same space and regained their previous feeling. The atmosphere was gentle and calm, and the warm air flowed in the huge office.
About an hour later, Chi Yue suddenly spoke again, breaking the peaceful atmosphere: "Where is the cactus I gave you?"
The cactus that I could see every time I came here before is gone.
Zhuang Baihua stopped working and said flatly, "Put it away."
Chi Yue raised an eyebrow: "Where did you get it? I want to water it."
The cactus didn't need watering. Zhuang Baihua didn't know where Chen Wang had put the cactus, so he could only say solemnly, "No need."
Seeing this, Chi Yue pursed her lips and said quietly, "At that time, I had doubts and uncertainties in my heart, and I had no money, so I could only give a cactus. If it were now, I would directly give a rose."
The implicit feelings at that time have fermented to today and have become extremely warm and not out of reach.
Zhuang Baihua felt very uneasy after hearing what he said. At this time, someone knocked on the door, easing the awkwardness in the office.
Zhuang Baihua said without thinking, "Come in."
Secretary Chen walked in, as if he hadn't seen Chi Yue at all, and reported without looking away: "Boss Zhuang, Boss Luo is here."
Zhuang Baihua suddenly started to have a headache.
Luo Zhenduo walked in wearing shiny leather shoes. He was not surprised to see Chi Yue inside. He just said to his son, "Didn't you say you were going back to school? Why are you here?"
The young man had no moral principles and deliberately deceived his old father.
Chi Yue said calmly, "Come and sit down before going back to school. There's nothing wrong with that."
Zhuang Baihua asked Luo Zhenduo helplessly: "What are you doing here?"
Luo Zhenduo was equally calm, imitating Chi Yue's tone and saying, "I'll come sit down too, there's nothing wrong with that."
Okay, of course, this is a teahouse anyway.
Zhuang Baihua no longer has a temper. Let the father and son do whatever they want.
Luo Zhenduo and Chi Yue were staying in Zhuang Baihua's office. Zhuang Baihua was too lazy to even ask someone to make tea. Luo Zhenduo was not like Chi Yue who just sat there. He naturally asked about Zhuang Baihua's company.
In business, Luo Zhenduo is Zhuang Baihua's teacher. Zhuang Baihua would ask him for advice when he had questions, and they would simply take this opportunity to discuss future projects.
The two presidents were engaged in a high-end business exchange, which was so heated that Chi Yue was neglected.
Chi Yue stared at Zhuang Baihua's figure without making any sound to disturb him.
He resisted the urge to interrupt their conversation and sat there in silence, not saying a word, silently writing down all their conversation.
The two of them talked for a long time without realizing it, and when Zhuang Baihua came to his senses, it was almost time to get off work.
Zhuang Baihua was a little annoyed. He originally wanted to cool down his relationship with Luo Zhenduo, but how come he had talked to him for such a long time without realizing it.
Luo Zhenduo looked at Zhuang Baihua with a gentle smile in his eyes.
If Chi Yue came here to hit a straight ball, then Luo Zhenduo was doing it silently, easily leading Zhuang Baihua into his own trap. By the time Zhuang Baihua reacted, it was already too late.
"It's time for dinner." Luo Zhenduo lazily straightened his collar and said to Zhuang Baihua, "Let's have dinner together."
Chi Yue stood up and said sinisterly, "How about adding me?"
Luo Zhenduo remained magnanimous and smiled: "Sure, we can do it together."
Together? Wishful thinking, Zhuang Baihua snorted, pointed at Luo Zhenduo and said, "Send him to school." Then he pointed at Chi Yue and said, "Let's go to the cafeteria together."
Letting them stay in the office for an afternoon was already the most they could do. After Zhuang Baihua had used up Luo Zhenduo, he ruthlessly drove the two men out.
After seeing off the "guest", Zhuang Baihua finally breathed a sigh of relief. The commotion between the two of them actually dispelled the awkwardness of yesterday and the atmosphere became much more relaxed.
Zhuang Baihua smiled helplessly, and suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to ask Luo Zhenduo whether he had found out who was responsible for the fireworks incident yesterday.
He tapped the tabletop lightly with his index finger. After a while, he called Secretary Chen in and asked, "Where did you put the cactus we bought this morning?"
Secretary Chen thought, I knew that he would be reluctant to come back, but it was too fast, he couldn't even hold out for a day.
Secretary Chen said seriously: "I put it in the tea room."
Zhuang Baihua was not ashamed of being slapped in the face, and ordered: "Bring it back."
Secretary Chen complained in his heart, but he followed the president's request and walked to the tea room to get the small cactus.
Zhuang Baihua asked Secretary Chen to go, and began to regret why he felt guilty because of Chi Yue's words, as if he had abused the cactus.
Zhuang Baihua waited for his secretary in confusion, but no one showed up after waiting for a long time.
He walked out of the office suspiciously and went to the tea room to check the situation himself.
Secretary Chen called all the employees from the President's Office over and questioned them one by one.
"What's wrong?" Zhuang Baihua asked.
Secretary Chen looked very apologetic and replied, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhuang, I can't find the cactus. I was just asking if anyone has taken it."
There are many items specially used by Zhuang Baihua in the tea room of the president's office. Normally, no one would touch them. However, the cactus was still there in the morning, but it disappeared when Chen Wang came to look for it just now.
After asking around, there was no result. No one would mess with a pot of cactus. Zhuang Baihua waved his hand and said, "Forget it. Maybe it will pop up another day. Go home."
Even so, he still felt deep regret in his heart.
If only I didn't take my anger out on the cactus in the morning.
Luo Zhenduo led Chi Yue downstairs from the elevator.
These two people can move freely in Zhuang's company just by scanning their faces. People greeted them along the way. Luo Zhenduo nodded slightly and greeted them with great generosity, just like he did in his own company.
Chi Yue followed behind his father without saying a word.
Luo Zhenduo turned his head and asked, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"
Chi Yue said: "Do you know what this looks like?"
Luo Zhenduo: "Like what?"
Chi Yue was very straightforward when it came to scolding people, even if the other person was his own father: "He's like a male peacock, pretending to be mature, a different kind of show-off."
Luo Zhenduo: "... I don't need to pretend."
Luo Zhenduo put his arm around his son's shoulders, pushed him forward, and said, "Dad only has this little advantage in age. You will catch up with him soon. So just be generous and give in to Dad."
"No." Chi Yue said firmly.
Luo Zhenduo smiled and said nothing more.
The two of them walked to the company gate together. The security guard stood in the aisle with his head down, seeing them out the door.
Luo Zhenduo walked out and then he remembered that the security guard just now seemed to be the one who came to the elevator to rescue them on the day of the power outage.
After the variety show incident, Luo Zhenduo sent someone to Zhuang's to handle the affairs. He mentioned thanking the security guards, and Zhuang Baihua said he had arranged everything.
Let’s chat next time we meet.
Luo Zhenduo thought so and led Chi Yue to the parking lot.
Chi Yue drove here by herself. Luo Zhenduo knew it from the beginning and said, "I didn't ask the driver to pick me up, so he took me back."
Chi Yue said coldly: "I still have to go back to school. Didn't Mr. Zhuang ask you to take me there just now?"
Luo Zhenduo ignored Zhuang Baihua's instructions and said, "You are already an adult, it's your turn to send dad off."
Chi Yue walked to her car with her cheeky father, pressed the car key to open the door, and Luo Zhenduo saw something in the driver's seat through the car window with his sharp eyes, and said with a smile: "You also prepared roses? Why didn't you send them out just now?"
I saw a bunch of bright red roses placed on the dashboard of the vehicle, gorgeous, bright red and warm, like a burning flame.
Luo Zhenduo thought these were flowers his son wanted to give to Zhuang Baihua.
"It's not something I prepared." Chi Yue's face darkened and became as cold as ice.
He walked towards the car, opened the door, took out the bouquet of flowers, and the bouquet was moved away. Chi Yue immediately saw another object in front of the car window that had been blocked by the flowers.
The small cactus was crushed into pieces, the flowerpot was broken into pieces, and the dry soil was scattered on the dashboard. The green plant tissue was mixed with mucus and soil, and it was wrapped with tiny, plush-like thorns.
He looked miserable.