Mr. Dior - Chap 71

Ch71 – I’ll return all this money to you in future
“… …” Jiao Qi rolled his eyes at his husband, then extended a finger to poke him away. “This little lewd doll is going to teach you a new word right now. S-C-R-A-M. Scram!” he said.

Zhang Chenfei was both angry and embarrassed at having been kicked away by the arrogant young master. “You’re the one who said this. You’d better not regret it!” he said.

The little wife ignored him, pulled his blankets over his head, and went to sleep.

The great CEO wrapped the towel around himself again and sat down huffily at the side of the room, waiting for the young master to beg him to come back when he couldn’t take it anymore. At that point, he’d definitely make Jiao Qi pay, he’d grind him until tears sprang into his eyes, mwahaha. However, even when his hair had completely dried, he didn’t get to hear any breathy pleas, and when he pulled open the blankets to have a look, he discovered that Jiao Qi was already sound asleep.

… …

Sufficient sleep was an excellent panacea for Jiao Qi’s aching back. When he woke up the next day, he felt very refreshed, as if all the exhaustion of his travels had been completely swept away. He was all ready to put in another hard day of work.

Meanwhile, the fellow who thought himself a little plaything was no longer on the bed. Jiao Qi could hear the soft thudding sound of cucumbers being chopped coming from the first floor. When he washed up and walked down the stairs, he found that the dining table was piled high with a magnificent-looking breakfast. Zhang Chenfei came out carrying a plate of food, and when he saw Jiao Qi, he silently filled a bowl of porridge for him.

“Rice porridge is good for people with weak stomachs. People like you who always indulge in carnal pleasures often have stomach problems,” Zhang Chenfei said, looking for all the world like a wise old traditional Chinese medicine practitioner.

Jiao Qi was in the act of swallowing a mouthful of porridge when he heard Zhang Chenfei say this, and he nearly choked on his food. He kicked Zhang Chenfei under the table. “Don’t spout nonsense,” he said.

“What I’m saying is the truth,” the old Chinese medicine practitioner said. He refused to be threatened by his patient!

Jiao Qi really had to hold himself back from committing an act of family violence right then and there at the dining table. After he finished eating, he prepared to leave for work, but just as he was about to step out, he discovered that Zhang Chenfei had put on the same short-sleeved shirt and baggy pants that he’d worn yesterday when they were still on holiday.

“Why are you still wearing yesterday’s clothes?” Jiao Qi asked.

“I only have this one set,” Zhang Chenfei said, pressing his lips together. The expensive tailored suits that he used to own had all been sold to make ends meet. All the things here didn’t belong to him. The only thing that he owned was that set of clothes from yesterday.

Jiao Qi couldn’t bear to watch this anymore. He dragged Zhang Chenfei up the stairs, picked out a suit, and tossed it to him. Zhang Chenfei held up the clothes against himself to see if it would fit, and when he found that it was made exactly to his measurements, he was astonished. “Did you buy this for me?” he asked.

Jiao Qi glanced at the suit. “Yes,” he said.

Zhang Chenfei felt very conflicted as he stroked the expensive material. The suit was very exquisitely made, and there was no doubt that he would look good in it. His conflict arose from two thoughts pulling in opposite directions – on one hand, the young master had probably bought this suit for his down-and-out plaything to humiliate him, but on the other hand, he couldn’t help liking the suit just because it was something Jiao Qi bought for him.

Zhang Chenfei’s mind was still in knots as he put on the clothes. The pitiful plaything of a rich family was suddenly transformed into an impressive-looking CEO whose aura radiated a whole three meters from his person. The next thing this said impressive-looking CEO did was to drive his young master to work.

There was usually a firm-wide meeting in Bajiao every Monday, and last Mondays agenda had been pushed back to today because of Zhang Chenfei’s antics. Jiao Qi had to attend this meeting, so he didn’t follow his husband to Shifei. Zhang Chenfei had retained his sharp business mind when he had been in stranger characters, and Zhang Chenfei’s character was now at least a human one, so Jiao Qi didn’t think there’d be an issue this round.

The car stopped in front of Bajiao’s building. Jiao Qi released his safety belt and was about to get out when his wrist was suddenly seized. “What do you want now?” Jiao Qi asked, slightly exasperated.

“I’m punching in for work,” Zhang Chenfei said. He planted a quick kiss on Jiao Qi’s soft lips, and then, with a completely serious expression on his face, said, “Beep.” As the young master’s plaything, his most important job was to serve Jiao Qi properly.

“You really have too many tricks up your sleeve,” Jiao Qi said, looking at his husband with amusement before pushing the car door open and getting out.

Zhang Chenfei came out as well. Since he hadn’t managed to get out of the car quickly enough to open the door for his young master, the least he could do was watch him as he walked into the building. One of the Deputy CEOs of Bajiao passed by and smiled when he saw the lovesick look Zhang Chenfei had on his face. He called out to Zhang Chenfei. “CEO Zhang, you really are so considerate towards our CEO Jiao,” he said.

It really was amazing that they could remain so lovey-dovey after being married for seven years.

These words were originally meant as a form of praise, but to the plaything Zhang Chenfei, this was nothing but caustic sarcasm. He looked up at that smirking Deputy CEO. All these people who had known him in the past just couldn’t wait to kick him when he was down. The great CEO refused to admit defeat and forced out a chuckle. “No, I need to do this so he’ll give me my allowance,” he said, raising his chin slightly.

Saying the humiliating thing before someone who was trying to bring you down did – that was how you rendered these mean people speechless.

“Haha! You’re such a funny person,” the Deputy CEO laughed. For the billionaire Zhang Chenfei to say he had to rely on his wife to give him an allowance – no matter how one looked at it, the two of them were obviously a doting couple.

Mr. Dior looked triumphantly at the Deputy CEO who walked away with a hangdog expression. He had won. However, this sort of victory did not make him feel the least bit of satisfaction. He pulled out a cigarette from the dashboard compartment, stuck one hand into his pocket, and leaned against the car as he slowly smoked his cigarette.

Now that the Deputy CEO knew all about his shameful relationship with Jiao Qi, rumours about it would certainly start spreading. He might as well stand here and let the Bajiao employees all see him. It was like a form of wallowing in his own misery. He watched two young women point and whisper as they walked by, and he pricked up his ears, preparing to remember the insults and jeering that was definitely about to come out of their mouths, the better to flagellate himself.

“Ah, how can Daddy Chenfei be so handsome? I could just die!”

“My god, is he trying to entrap the Bajiao employees by posing so rakishly in front of the office? He’ll get us all fired by CEO Jiao for staring at him!”

“Maybe CEO Jiao really is deliberately testing us. Let’s go, let’s go! Oh, but so help me, I want to look at him for a bit more.”

The Big Cock who had been anticipating pain and suffering: “… …”

So superficial!

After returning to Shifei Tech, the great CEO pulled out the equity structure table of his company for a look. One of the major shareholders was listed as “Jiao Zuoren”, and the sight burned his eyes. This was proof that he had sold himself to the Jiao family. Moving forward, Jiao Zuoren’s name would be listed in the company’s public circulars, and the world would know his shameful secret.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He pulled out his diary and wrote down a few lines, then forced himself to focus and start work.

“CEO, here’s the price list for the new in-game weapons. Could you take a look and see if there’s an issue?” his secretary said, holding out the document prepared by the marketing division for Zhang Chenfei’s perusal. The most profitable game was presently “The Glory of the Galaxy”, and the prices for that game were placed right at the top of the page.

“A Starcutter Moonblade only costs 98 yuan? Life is hard,” Zhang Chenfei said, his face twisting in agony.

“But you sell 300,000 of them every day,” the secretary said. He didn’t understand Zhang Chenfei’s conundrum at all, and he urged his boss to quickly sign off on the document.

“… …”

These employees totally didn’t understand the dire circumstances Shifei was in now. The great CEO felt very doleful.

Jiao Qi’s meeting lasted all morning, and just as he walked out of the meeting room, Yu Yuan asked him what he wanted to do for lunch. If he wanted to eat at a restaurant, then the reservation had to be made now. Jiao Qi thought about his sick husband. He was worried about what he might have gotten up to without him there, and so he called Zhang Chenfei.

“What, do you want it again? So soon?” Zhang Chenfei said. His voice was low, and there was a mocking quality to it.

Jiao Qi looked around. The only person within earshot was Yu Yuan, who was standing there, blinking his tiny eyes at him. He motioned to Yu Yuan to go for his own lunch, then strode quickly to a secluded corner.

“Don’t be an idiot. Come here and have lunch with me,” Jiao Qi said irritably. He had originally intended to ask him whether he wanted to have lunch together in warm tones, but when he heard Zhang Chenfei speak in this provocative manner, his temper got fired up, and he simply ordered Zhang Chenfei to come over for lunch.

“Got it.” Zhang Chenfei’s acknowledgment was bland, neither happy nor unhappy. He hung up after confirming where he should meet Jiao Qi.

Their lunch location was a high-end business restaurant that provided high-quality food and fast service, which was exactly what busy CEOs who were pressed for a time wanted.

“I’ll have Set A with white grape juice,” Jiao Qi said. He didn’t even need to look at the menu before ordering.

“Certainly,” the waiter said, smiling as he turned to look at Zhang Chenfei. “Sir, what would you like to have?”

Zhang Chenfei’s brows furrowed as he looked at the expensive items on the menu. After a moment, he said, “I’ll have the cheapest set.”

“Um… The cheapest set is the one for children. Are you sure you want that?” the waiter asked, pointing at the child’s set menu at the bottom of the page. All the items were served in half portions for that set. “You probably won’t be full if you have that.”

“I’ll have that. Poor people like me can’t eat such expensive meals,” Zhang Chenfei said. He rolled up his sleeves, exposing the IntelliBrain on his wrist that was worth about RMB 1,000,000.

The waiter: “… …”

Jiao Qi was embarrassed beyond belief. He glared at his Laogong, then addressed the waiter. “Don’t listen to him. He’ll have the same set I ordered with white wine,” he said.

“Certainly.”

After the waiter left, Zhang Chenfei was silent for a few moments. “I’ll return all this money to you in the future,” he said quietly.

Jiao Qi ignored him and read the news on his IntelliBrain.

“Top lawyer Xiao Yi refuses the affections of the Wang family’s second son, saying that if even Zhang Chenfei didn’t manage to get him in his youth, no one stands a chance! Exclusive scoop: The School Flower of Q University and Zhang Chenfei’s secret past!”

“Do you still remember Xiao Yi?” Jiao Qi asked casually.

“Not very well. There were too many people after me at that time,” Zhang Chenfei said, his face serious.

“… forget that I asked.”

After eating their fill at lunch, the great CEO who always felt like he had no choice but to endure starvation finally felt happy. He sipped at his glass of white wine while stealing surreptitious glances at Young Master Jiao’s handsome face. Just at this moment, Gao Shiqing called.

“Big Fei, you had better pay up this month. Don’t forget the installment payment, okay?”

They had invested in a private jet together. This shouldn’t have been a complicated matter because they could pay by standing instruction. However, because these two wanted to make sure they were absolutely fair to each other, they decided that they would take turns to pay the installments every month. The bank couldn’t accommodate this strange arrangement, so they had to make the payments manually. Their private bankers usually took care of this every month.

However, last month, Gao Shiqing’s private banker forgot to make the payment and nearly caused him to suffer penalties for late payment, which would have included a huge decrease in his credit rating. Gao Shiqing was so angry that he’d taken out all his assets in that bank and moved them to another bank. That was why he was reminding Zhang Chenfei to make the payment out of the goodness of his heart.

“Installment payments?” the destitute, down-and-out CEO asked, feeling like something had just gripped his heart in a vise. “I – What did I buy?”

“A private jet.”

“Say that again?!”

“A private jet!”

Zhang Chenfei felt his world go black.