13 Hatred for the Rich (1/2)
Fang Mo walked out of the company's entrance as the work day ended. He scanned the streets and turned toward the spot where the crowd seemed to have gathered—as he expected, the exceedingly handsome man was at the center of everyone's attention as he leaned lazily against the wall of a store, reading a web novel on his phone.
His lips were curved into a slight smile. It surprised Fang Mo that such a physically impressive man had such a cute hobby. In his mind, the powerful individuals of the world wouldn't have time to waste on such idle activities… He was the perfect example; ever since he was young, he had never finished a novel, even if it was a world renowned classic.
Fang Mo headed toward Ye Shuang under the watchful gaze of the public. He glanced nonchalantly at Ye Shuang's phone and commented, ”How is it‽”
”Not bad.” When Ye Shuang noticed that the person she had been waiting for had finally arrived, she exited the reading app and shoved the phone back in her pocket. Then she exclaimed with shock, ”Aren't you busy? I assumed you would have to work overtime tonight.”
Fang Mo answered naturally, ”Only a chaotically-managed company needs constant overtime. Furthermore, I believe I've assigned each worker assignments that are fitted to their personal ability, so there normally shouldn't be any overtime.”
The hell! Then how do you explain the four nights of overtime out of my five working days every week‽ Ye Shuang held her tongue, but instead she said tactfully, ”But that doesn't seem to be what I heard from my friend.”
”…”
”No matter, that's not important,” Ye Shuang suddenly realized it was her boss she was talking to. Although he wouldn't know she was his employee in her current state, she would have to continue to work for him after her gender changed back… Even though she had doubts about whether or not she could keep her job for long, she at least had to make sure her latest monthly salary wouldn't be affected, right‽
After moving away from the subject, Ye Shuang pointed at the café behind her and suggested, ”I haven't had dinner yet, how about I treat you to a meal as a thank you for helping me with my clothes and giving my friend a much-needed break from work?”
Fang Mo cupped his palms around his lips to cough and whisper softly, ”Here‽”
His eyes were wide with disbelief.
It was not that he looked down on the budget restaurant, but this cut into what he had already planned…
”That stuff was merely a pretext. Actually, I asked you out intending to treat you to dinner to repay everything you did for me last night.” Fang Mo sighed and smiled rather helplessly. ”But who would have thought Mr. Ye has already stolen what I wanted to say?”
What have I done this time‽ Ye Shuang suddenly remembered that Fang Mo had mentioned something to that effect yesterday… ”No worries, I'm okay with anything as long as there's food.”
With Ye Shuang's cooperation, Fang Mo led them to another restaurant. After he gave the waiter the room number he had already booked that afternoon on the phone, two waitresses materialized to lead them toward a comfortable private room.
”The main chef here comes from a long line of palatial chefs, and this restaurant serves plenty of unique dishes.” After taking their seats, Fang Mo made the introduction. ”Even though we live in an information era, and a lot of information has lost its secrecy, there is still plenty of hidden knowledge, like secret recipes that are passed down through generations… That aside, the ingredients used here are guaranteed to be the best and the freshest, so even the most common of dishes are supreme and heavenly…”