roccoschili Chapter 274 The Princess and the Pea
Chapter 274 The Princess and the Pea
Yin Su looked around Bo Bing's office. It was a rather simple office space with a rough cement floor and modular furniture from the 1980s or 90s. In the middle was a large wooden board table where Bo Bing's documents were placed.
Upon entering, there is a coffee table and a yellow fabric sofa covered with a polyester cloth embroidered with dragons, phoenixes, and peonies. Behind the sofa hangs a painting of a welcoming pine tree that has faded from the sun. On the small round table next to it is a red landline telephone.
On the solid wood clothes rack next to it hung a cheap dark suit and a set that looked like work clothes. On the display cabinet, there were some flowers, plants, bottles and jars scattered haphazardly. In front of it was a pink porcelain swan, in the middle was a model sailboat, and there were two 'Haier Brothers' stickers and a golden 'Mickey Mouse' sticker that I don't know where they came from.
The wall paint looks like it was recently applied, but the putty powder is already starting to peel off.
It has a very contemporary feel.
"Boss Bo, I've almost finished tidying up here. Luckily, the glass in the suite inside is still intact," Sister Xia said, tossing her fashionable wavy hair as she half-reclined to rest, revealing her cleavage without any restraint.
Yin Su looked at the young man's face, which remained expressionless.
The blue glass behind the main seat was smashed, and scattered shards of glass lay on the ground, reflecting a faint blue light under the fluorescent lights.
Cao Xin and Monkey are carefully cleaning up the broken glass and fragments with tools.
Where will I sleep tonight?
Yin Su suddenly spoke, and Cao Xin was slightly taken aback, looking at Yin Su.
Bo Bing put down the documents in her hand and looked up.
The monkey next to him chimed in, "Boss, where would you like to stay? For meals, choose L City Grand Hotel or Zhuangyuanlou, or if you want to relax with a foot bath, you can go to the Golden Hall. We also have suites that we've booked specifically for you. Although they may not be as good as the ones you stayed in before, the service level is absolutely top-notch."
Cao Xin opened his mouth, trying to stop the monkey, but it was too late.
"Oh, top-notch service?"
Yin Su chuckled softly, his voice deep and magnetic, emanating a terrifying sense of oppression. He raised his eyes slightly and looked at Bo Bing, "Your boss Bo... seems to be a regular customer as well?"
"Oh, Bing-ge... he doesn't do it very often..."
“That’s just occasional,” Yin Su fiddled with his watch, looked at Bo Bing, and said with a hint of fierceness, “Our Xiao Bing seems to be quite popular?”
"Uh?"
—What does "our Xiaobing" mean? Is this person very familiar with the boss?
The monkey frowned, inexplicably feeling a terrifying pressure—the kind of feeling one gets when facing someone like the city lord. This person's attire and bearing clearly indicated he was no ordinary individual. Had he said something wrong?
"Alright, monkey."
Bo Bing knew that things would get more complicated if she didn't speak up, so she stopped him in time. "Cao Xin, you take Mr. He... Mr. He, to find a dormitory first. I have some things to say here. I will arrange accommodation for him."
Cao Xin immediately realized what was happening and respectfully opened the door. "President He, please."
“You go with him first,” Yin Su said.
He Jinlan had only taken two steps out the door when she turned back to look at Bo Bing. "Young man, our boss..."
"Don't worry, with me here, he won't be missing a single hair."
Bo Bing wiped her face dejectedly. "Everyone, get out of here. Clean up the factory as needed. Keep a close eye on the deputy director. Don't neglect any of the business you need to do."
Everyone has gone out.
Yin Su also stood up and followed Bo Bing into the suite.
The suite was quite spacious, with a standard ensuite bathroom, a double bed against the wall with wallpaper on that side, and a new mattress and sheets on the bed. The room also had matching bedside tables, a wardrobe, and clothes racks. There was a small table next to the window with a half-new induction cooker and some bowls and chopsticks on it.
— Simple, no, you could say worn out.
Yin Su unbuttoned his coat and hung it on the hanger. He watched as Bo Bing dragged her suitcase out their toiletries and arranged them neatly on the washstand. A strange mix of sweet and sour feelings welled up inside him.
Why aren't you living in that rented apartment anymore?
"Xiaoyun's college entrance exam is the day after tomorrow."
Bo Bing didn't mention the things with the Li family, but only said, "I can still handle some things here. Running around all the time is too much for me."
“This place is bigger than the rental apartment, and it even has a private bathroom and a washing machine… Oh, there’s no dryer, so clothes might not dry well if they’re hung inside,” Yin Su said, withdrawing his gaze and watching the young man tear open the bag of pajamas and place the clothes on the bedside table.
"Can I come here to see my godfather often?"
“No,” Bo Bing said, taking off his short-sleeved shirt in front of Yin Su, revealing his strong but battered body. He quickly gave his reason, “I occasionally do sales work, and you’d be wasting your time. In two or three months, I’ll be going to X City for graduate school…”
Yin Su stared at the young man, relentlessly pressing, "Does that mean I can come to City X to visit you?"
"as you like......"
Bo Bing paused in her hand holding the bath towel. "Remember to take a shower before getting into bed. Don't let me get the new sheets dirty."
The sound of water.
Yin Su stared at the frosted glass. The suite here had a double bed and a private bathroom. He suddenly recalled Monkey's words: "He doesn't do it often..."
—What does that mean?
—Do you not go there often, or do you not often receive 'services'?
A surge of anger and confusion welled up inside me.
Bo Bing had just applied shampoo to his head when the bathroom door was rudely opened, and he knew without a doubt who it was.
"Holy crap! Wait... Yin Su—what are you doing in here?"
"Dry."
"?"
Bo Bing was stunned by the concise and explicit words and didn't react in time. She tried to open her eyes, but the stinging shampoo made her uncomfortable, and the man pinned her against the wall with one hand on the back of her head.
Too fierce.
Bo Bing wanted to say something, but the man interrupted her.
"Don't say bad words."
The man's long hair was tied into a low ponytail on one side, like a married woman's, with a strikingly cold and elegant mark between his eyebrows.
—Of course, she should be gentle and considerate.
The appearance and the actions were seriously inconsistent. Bo Bing thought that instant noodle advertisements also deceive consumers in this way, but at least the considerate manufacturers would label it "for reference only" on the packaging bag in advance.
【Feixia】Start.
[Sensitive] Startup.
Two system skills were activated, and Bo Bing's skin was flushed a beautiful red, with her reddened ear tips hidden in her black hair.
Yin Su thought.
So innocent it's pitiful.
"Wait... Yin Su, Yin Su—"
"Open your mouth."
All that awaited the young man was a cold, indifferent command.
Yin Su lowered his eyes, his raven-feather-like eyelashes glistening with an ambiguous moisture.
—The ice cube suddenly fell into the frosted glass, making a mournful sound as it was impacted by the liquid.
Hai Bixia skillfully twirled the beer bottle, then poured the wild prickly pear into an ice glass, watching the ice swirl and create beautiful ripples under the light. She handed one glass to Monkey and pushed the other towards Cao Xin, asking with some concern, "Brother Cao, will Boss Bo get into trouble? Who is that?"
“I’m curious too. Did you see the watch on that boss’s hand? I’ve only ever seen it on coal mine owners. It’s probably worth hundreds of thousands,” Monkey blinked and took a sip of fruit beer. “That CEO He is definitely a ruthless guy. I can tell who I’ve dealt with just by shaking hands. He’s the kind of guy who’s been touching those things for a long time.”
The monkey made an 'eight' gesture to show the two of them.
Hai Bixia's beautiful eyes widened. "Really?"
Cao Xin took a sip of wine, feeling depressed. He had a keen eye for people and would never forget someone he had just met once. This was one of the reasons why he was highly regarded by Zhi Yu. As for these two people... He put down his wine glass.
"Really, that man's watch is probably worth more than a few hundred thousand, and President He's... is probably close to that as well. They are... well, let's not neglect these two."
Cao Xin really wanted to say that he was the boss of the big boss, a person who had been on big TV, but he swallowed the words back.
—His ability to keep quiet is one of the reasons he is highly regarded.
Inside the suite.
Yin Su dried Bo Bing's and his own hair, and changed them into pajamas. The bed was rather hard, and it was only so-so for two adult men to lie on.
The air was somewhat stuffy.
Bo Bing drifted off to sleep, but was briefly awakened in the middle of the night by a slight noise, and unconsciously asked, "Didn't you sleep well?"
"A little hard."
"?"
The man opened his eyes, looked at the young man's confused and bewildered expression, and gently patted his head. "Not used to a hard bed... It's alright, Godfather, go to sleep."
The young man leaned against Yin Su's chest, closed his eyes, and stopped speaking.
noon the next day.
Someone who hadn't slept well and was still lying in bed finished washing up and putting on a mask, and saw Cao Xin directing two burly men with tattooed arms to carefully carry a new mattress into the office.
“This was ordered by Boss Bo early this morning,” Cao Xin noticed Yin Su’s gaze, “Did I disturb your rest?”
Yin Su glanced at the brand of the mattress; it was the same model that he and his godfather used to sleep on.
—Not cheap at all.
"Go in and connect the drain pipe," Bo Bing instructed the pharmaceutical factory's logistics workers behind her as she followed Cao Xin into the office. As soon as she entered, she saw Yin Su, dressed in her own clothes, staring at the mattress, and her heart skipped a beat.
Yin Su looked back.
Oh, it's the dryer I mentioned last night.
Yin Su stared into Bo Bing's deep black eyes, his tone indifferent, "Boss Bo, what's this all about?"
Why would I buy these things based on just one sentence? We got through things before this happened, didn't we?
The young man curled his lips into a slight smile.
—"I'm afraid the peas will cause someone to lose sleep again."