Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 49

Chapter 49 Leather Gloves
2024-10-13 07:22 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
“So many important tasks are compiled into the president’s office every day, requiring me to communicate, coordinate, and supervise their implementation. If I have to get involved in trivial matters like vehicle arrangements and meeting room assignments, then what’s the point of having you in the president’s office?”

You Shulang slammed a “Vehicle Outbound Application Form” on the table, slowly raised his eyes, and his face was as hard as if it had been carved by a knife: “Two vice presidents want to use the highest-level business vehicle at the same time. You don’t want to offend either of them, so you think it’s difficult to handle? If you don’t even have this much coordination ability, I think the position in the president’s office is not suitable for you at all.”

He picked up the phone and switched to the intercom: “Go and confirm whether Mr. Li’s guests are the wife and daughter of the chairman of Qingyu Pharmaceutical. If so, use Director Liu’s convertible to pick up the two ladies. When picking them up from the airport, prepare some flowers and dolls in the car. I remember that Shang Qingyu’s daughter is not very old and should like these.”

After hanging up the phone, You Shulang looked at his subordinate, who was standing nervously at his desk, and his tone softened considerably: “You must remember, you can’t be a jack-of-all-trades or a pushover in the CEO’s office. You need to use your brain more. There’s nothing that can’t be resolved through coordination.” He pushed the vehicle application form to the man’s hand. “In the future, don’t hesitate when you encounter difficulties. Think of several ways to handle things, and you’ll always find the best solution. Okay, you can go now.”

The subordinate nodded respectfully, took the form, and turned to leave the office.

After the person left, the office did not quiet down. Slow and unhurried footsteps sounded, and You Shulang turned his head slightly to see Fan Xiao come out of the cubicle and lean against the intricately carved wooden door frame.

You Shulang’s office has a cubicle that used to be used for small meetings. Because it was not used frequently, it has now been converted into an archive room, storing various materials from Bohai over the years. Judging from the labels on the file boxes, it is a vast and detailed history of Bohai Pharmaceutical’s development.

At this moment, Fan Xiao was leaning back casually, holding a document in his hand. His shirt was open, with two buttons undone below his throat, revealing the water droplets and teeth marks on his neck.

“Director You is really fierce when he scolds people; I was scared when I was inside.”

You Shulang gritted his teeth in hatred, glanced at the office door out of the corner of his eye, and said in a deep voice, “If you’re scared, behave yourself and straighten your clothes.”

Fan Xiao put on an innocent expression: “Director You wants to give me a hickey, how could I dare to disobey?”

This conversation began when the two were looking up information in the cubicle. The heating in the northern winter was strong, and the dry heat enveloped their skin, making it feel somewhat stuffy. You Shulang tugged at his turtleneck sweater and casually scolded Fan Xiao, “No more chewing and biting. What kind of bad habit is that?”

But someone was too shameless. With long fingers, he unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt and pressed the dignified office director against his neck: “Director You is too kind. If you don’t want people to offend you, you must retaliate in kind.”

The lingering scent of sandalwood emanating from the man couldn’t quell You Shulang’s anger. He had spoiled Fan Xiao rotten these past few days. It was one thing to pamper and indulge him at home, but how could he tolerate such insolence in the office?

You Shulang, having decided to discipline the dog, didn’t dodge. He rubbed his lips against the warm skin, then opened his teeth and bit down on the soft flesh of Fan Xiao’s neck! He used considerable force, but the man being bitten didn’t flinch or dodge. He even seemed to smile, his chest vibrating slightly, as he ran his fingers through You Shulang’s hair, gently stroking it.

You Shulang was somewhat frustrated and was just thinking of a different way to deal with the rude man when he heard a knock on his office door.

He suddenly stood up, nearly hitting Fan Xiao’s chin with his head, quickly creating distance between them, and wiped the water stains from his lips.

When she looked up again, she was once again the composed and capable office manager.

He glanced coldly at Fan Xiao, then slowly walked out of the cubicle and said, belatedly, “Come in.”

After seeing his subordinates off, You Shulang picked up his teacup, used his long fingers to lift the lid, skimmed off the floating tea, blew on it, and took a sip of hot tea.

The voice, infused with the aroma of tea, was exceptionally clear and soothing, penetrating the ears and traveling along the meridians throughout the body, ultimately evoking a sense of pleasure.

“President Fan, we have a five-day work week. You spend three of those days at Bohai, and most of those three days you are in my office. People will suspect that you are a corporate spy, using investment as a pretext to steal Bohai’s secrets.”

These words were clearly unpleasant, and Fan Xiao knew he should be careful in his response.

He put the file back in his hand on the file shelf, and while buttoning his shirt, he strolled over to You Shulang with a smile. Without answering, he leaned down on the desk, took a few wisps of tea aroma with his hand, sniffed them, and asked, “Is this tea good?”

There was still warm tea in the purple clay teapot. You Shulang poured a cup and pushed it in front of Fan Xiao: “Have a taste.”

Given Fan Xiao’s personality, he would definitely want to taste the tea on You Shulang’s lips, but now that he has angered him, he dares not continue to act recklessly.

Fan Xiao imitated You Shulang and took a sip, but frowned as soon as the brown tea entered his mouth.

Even so, he drank a full cup, pushed the empty cup in front of You Shulang, and said, “Since you’ve invited me for tea, I should naturally return the favor. How about I make you some Tom Yum soup this weekend?”

You Shulang leaned back in his chair, raising an eyebrow in surprise: “You made it?”

“I’ll cook some more, like curry crab, spicy beef salad, and Thai stir-fried noodles. Director You likes watching old movies, so I found a few good old Thai films. We can watch them while we eat, okay?” Fan Xiao snuggled closer again. “So, Director You, don’t be angry anymore?”

Weekends. You Shulang rarely had weekends to himself. In the past, he was either working overtime or accompanying Lu Zhen to parties. Lu Zhen loved excitement, and they rarely went out on dates alone. Instead, they went to parties of all kinds, in noisy and bustling places. Although You Shulang didn’t particularly enjoy it, he patiently accompanied her, and occasionally even helped Lu Zhen clean up the messes caused by her terrible interpersonal relationships, fulfilling all the responsibilities of a boyfriend.

In fact, Yu Shulang longed for a simple weekend: three meals for the two of them, music from a gramophone or lines from an old movie, sunlight streaming in through the window, the shadows on the floor shifting from east to west, and the warmth of walking barefoot on it.

Oh, I forgot, Fan Xiao doesn’t like sunlight, so let’s remove the last item.

A smile crept across You Shulang’s lips as he said helplessly, “Stand until you sit properly on the sofa, and I’ll let you off the hook.”

Fan Xiao knew when to stop. He poured himself a cup of tea, picked up a document, and sat down on the sofa to read it.

He wasn’t paying much attention, glancing at You Shulang every now and then. The dark red turtleneck cashmere sweater the man was wearing today was bought by Fan Xiao; You Shulang frowned when he first saw it and showed no intention of wearing it.

Fan Xiao didn’t try to dissuade him, but instead took out a pair of military leather gloves from the shopping bag. He gently tapped the gloves against his palm, and unsurprisingly saw a glint of malice in You Shulang’s eyes.

You Shulang took out a cigarette and held it between his teeth: “I’m wearing this cashmere sweater, are you going to show me your gloves?”

You Shulang liked his own hands, and Fan Xiao knew this well. He smiled meaningfully and said, “Director You is too naive. There’s no such thing as a simple good thing.”

The shopping bag was opened again, and Fan Xiao picked out a light item with his fingers: “I’ll wear a sweater tomorrow, so I’ll wear this now. If Director You agrees, I’ll…”

The soft leather in his hand slowly glided across You Shulang’s cheeks, neck, chest… and unspeakable places.

Fan Xiao leaned down and whispered in You Shulang’s ear: “If you agree, I’ll fuck you tonight while wearing gloves!”

The fine downy hairs on his ears stood up instantly, and You Shulang looked at the piece of twill that could hardly be called fabric.

“Deal,” he said slowly, his expression hardening.

The beautiful memory was interrupted at a crucial moment by a series of ringtones. Fan Xiao saw You Shulang answer the phone. The brief exchange made it impossible to discern the specific content, but the solemn expression on the man’s face was something Fan Xiao had never seen before.

“What’s wrong?” Fan Xiao asked.

“Huh?” You Shulang, who had already hung up the phone, was a little stunned. After a moment, he said, “I have things to take care of this weekend, so I won’t be able to keep you company.”