Chapter 162: Xueqing is asleep, will you help me take a bath?

"Hey! Friend, sorry to bother you for a path. I often encounter people taking advantage of me when I walk in the middle of the road. By the way, help me press the elevator to the third floor, thanks!"

An Sheng walked out of the chairman's office and arrived at the office on the sixth floor.

The staff of the Hai Linglong Club were not working at their desks but had all run to the window sill to look at the back parking lot, discussing the safe that had crashed into the parking lot.

Such a large safe crashing down even caused the luxury cars in the parking lot to emit alarm beeps.

It was impossible not to attract attention.

The onlookers were not just the staff on the sixth floor; even those getting deep tissue massages on the fifth floor and playing cards on the fourth floor had all run to the window sills, standing on tiptoes and stretching their necks to discuss whether the power outage and earthquake just now were related.

The culprit who caused the club's power outage and trembling was now crouching at the entrance of the elevator, raising its fox head to look at the elevator floor display, wagging its tail.

To the side, a staff member who was also waiting for the elevator saw the prey and was delighted, crouching down to gently scratch the little fox's chin.

"Fuli, whose are you? Do you want to go home with big sister?"

"Ying ying..." An Sheng looked at the young lady beside him who had clearly just entered society not long ago, chirped twice, and politely raised his hand to refuse: "Sister, we don't buy that."

"Just now when I asked you to help me press the elevator, you were only busy playing with your phone and ignored me. Now, you don't even want to give me a pure meat sausage, yet you want to trick a fox home. How could such a good thing happen?"

"Just stroking my fur is fine, don't stroke for too long, lest I be smelled by Xueqing when I go home later."

The little fox politely declined the pick-up attempt, walked along the wall to avoid the crowd who were rushing to watch the show, and returned to his private room. Old Chen and Yu Zhenghong, wearing noise-canceling headphones, were sleeping like dead pigs on the massage chairs, completely unaffected by the outside world.

Old Chen and Yu Zhenghong—one had gone up the mountain to pick tea and then came back to help process the tea leaves, while the other had no experience and ran back and forth between various administrative departments, his step count reaching over fifty thousand.

"Ying ying ying!"

An Sheng jumped onto the table, wanting to wake up Yu Zhenghong and Old Chen to go home together. It was already past one o'clock; if they went back any later, no one would help him take a bath tonight.

Just as An Sheng heard this, he accidentally saw Yu Zhenghong's phone screen on the table.

There were two missed calls on it, marked as WeChat from Chen Peipei, and four or five WeChat messages sent in a row.

And the last WeChat message had no substantial content, only a WeChat smiley face emoji.

"Tsk tsk tsk... tonight, I'm afraid someone won't be able to sleep, right?"

Out of concern for driving safety, the little fox placed his paw on the phone screen and swiped left, clearing the WeChat messages and missed call reminders on the screensaver.

The old guy still has to drive later, and he just woke up; it's best not to look at these messages so as not to affect driving safety later.

"Ying ying ying!"

Taking off the headphones for Yu Zhenghong, An Sheng patted the old guy who was sleeping like a dead pig.

"Ah?"

Yu Zhenghong woke up, his expression a bit dazed, his gaze blankly sweeping around the room, as if recalling something.

"Hiss... expensive service is just different; I fell asleep without knowing it." Yu Zhenghong picked up the phone on the table and glanced at the time, his expression slightly hesitant. He looked at Lord Fuli sitting on the table and shook awake Old Chen who was sleeping soundly to the side: "Village Chief, it's time to go home."

In the past, when Yu Zhenghong saw the time, he would basically add another hour and continue sleeping.

But seeing Lord Fuli who wanted to go home, Yu Zhenghong still dispelled the idea of adding more time.

"Hmm?"

Old Chen woke up groggily, yawned, and said: "Okay, then let's go back! You might as well just stay at my place tonight. It just so happens you can chat with the tea master about the tea leaves; they are starting to wither them now."

"Okay."

Yu Zhenghong tidied up and took the little fox to the Hai Linglong front desk to prepare to check out.

However, after walking out, both Old Chen and Yu Zhenghong vaguely sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off.

Everyone seemed to be talking about a power outage and earthquake.

"Did a typhoon hit?"

Yu Zhenghong arrived at the front desk, took out the VIP card Old Chen had previously handed him, and opened WeChat Pay, preparing to check out and borrow a room at Old Chen's place for the night.

"Sir, hello, your consumption has been waived," the front desk cashier said with a full face of smiles, respectfully handing the VIP card and receipt to Yu Zhenghong.

"Over four thousand in consumption, waived?"

Yu Zhenghong's expression was strange. He looked unobtrusively at the VIP card and receipt in his hand, and at Old Chen who seemed to be running far away as if to avoid suspicion, and couldn't help but secretly click his tongue in his heart: "Our Village Chief is indeed awesome."

"The person who gave this VIP card to the Village Chief is probably some Jule City business tycoon, or... cough cough cough..."

Yu Zhenghong put away the receipt and took Lord Fuli toward the door.

Old Chen asked him how much money he had just paid, and he would transfer it via WeChat later, covering the little fox's share.

Yu Zhenghong waved his hands repeatedly and quietly told Old Chen about the VIP card being able to waive the bill.

Old Chen was stunned upon hearing this, his whole forehead full of question marks.

Waived? A VIP discount card can waive the bill? This matter is probably a bit off, right?

Are you sure you aren't playing human relationships for me?

Yu Zhenghong took out the receipt; on the receipt, it was indeed marked with a horizontal line, and all consumption was zero yuan.

Yu Zhenghong drove the pickup truck from the city back to Zhangxizhen.

Seeing that the lights were still on on the second floor of his home, Yu Zhenghong didn't go in. He put the little fox in the courtyard, watched him go back through the window sill gap, and then closed the door to send Old Chen home, incidentally borrowing a room at Old Chen's place for the night.

"Ying ying?"

An Sheng returned to his bedroom and saw Yu Xueqing lying on her side on the bed at a glance. Her phone screen was lit up, playing some content related to traffic and how to avoid being banned and prohibited words.

Yu Xueqing had fallen asleep watching the online course. An Sheng quietly ran onto the bed, paused the course, turned off the high-brightness phone screen, and turned to go out.

"What a pity... Xueqing is asleep, otherwise, I would have wanted to chat with her and complain about the outrageous consumption and operations of Hai Linglong Entertainment City."

"How can they charge the fox after petting the fox? Isn't this me kneeling down to beg for food?"

Seeing that Xueqing was asleep, An Sheng ran straight upstairs, preparing to ask Auntie Mo Yiqing for a favor. Although his hands and feet had become flexible, An Sheng really didn't want to crouch in the bathroom and smooth out his fur one by one; he hoped Mo Yiqing could help him take a bath.

As for whether it was embarrassing or not, An Sheng had absolutely no psychological burden in this regard.

If you want to pet a fox at home at any time, but don't want to wash the fox until it's clean and white, how can there be such a good thing? Come out quickly and help me take a bath!

"Ying ying ying!"

An Sheng chirped and shouted outside Mo Yiqing's temporary gym.

"Hmm?"

With a "click" of the lock, Mo Yiqing, wearing a set of black lace home lingerie, her skin flushed and transparent sweat beads hanging on her fair legs, opened the bedroom door. She looked strange and crouched down to look at the little fox who had clearly come home earlier than usual.

Mo Yiqing, who was steaming with heat, stretched out her arms, which carried some dampness, and said with a smile:

"Why? Does the little fox want to come and work out too?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 163 =====