Chapter 69: This Time It’s Truly Over
The gifts had been delivered. The old man had a habit of taking a nap, and this time he really left the three of them behind and went back to his room.
Chi Youchu swung the keys to his new apartment and pestered Ye Ran. “Help me think about what style to decorate the new apartment in?”
“I don’t want Chinese style. Look at the old mansion; as soon as you enter, it feels very serious. I don’t like European style either, it’s too ugly…”
Chi Youchu was saying his piece, while Ye Ran was thinking his own thoughts.
Suddenly acquiring two new identities… where should he start? The land or the company?
And as the old man said, other companies would surely come looking to collaborate with him on that plot later. If he wanted to, he just needed to pick one to collaborate with.
But he had no experience with these things and didn’t understand much. How should he choose so as not to be deceived by those old foxes in the business world, or to ensure the land wasn’t swindled out of his hands?
Ye Ran had no clue.
The old man wasn’t just giving without providing ‘after-sales service’; rather, his grandsons were all grown, and he needed to let go and let them try things on their own.
Whether they succeeded or failed didn’t matter.
The Chi family was not short of money. Even if this plot continued to be a wasteland in Ye Ran’s hands, it wouldn’t matter.
Raising children always required money and energy. The old man lacked the energy, but he could afford the financial burden.
Furthermore, he knew very well who else wanted this land.
With Chi Yuheng around, he would surely help Ye Ran.
Mutual assistance and good feelings between them were exactly what the old man most wanted to see.
Ye Ran was just a beginner. Facing those two documents blankly, his brain worked rapidly.
Right now, someone was managing the company, so he wasn’t needed for the time being. This land was what he needed to understand quickly.
Ye Ran had no choice but to take out his phone and start learning from the basics—everything from building area to styles, he looked at whatever he could.
Chi Youchu talked for a long while, but the person next to him didn’t even give him a glance.
He paused, his voice getting a bit quieter. “Since you’re busy, I’ll think about it myself.”
Finally, Ye Ran reacted, his eyes fixed on his phone. “Syrian style…” [TN: A meme for an ‘unfinished’ or ‘ruined’ industrial look.]
Ye Ran’s words were startling.
Chi Youchu suddenly shot up from the sofa as if someone had pressed a jump button.
“That style is good! Very characteristic, I like it! I’ll find someone to decorate it in that style right away!”
Chi Youchu left excitedly. Ye Ran remained sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, murmuring, “What kind of style is Syrian style…”
In the afternoon, Chi Yuheng didn’t return to the company. Taking advantage of the old man’s nap, he went to the study to work.
If he went to the company, he would surely be busy until he worked overtime. The old man had just returned, and he didn’t want to miss the family dinner because he came back late.
Chi Yuheng held a video conference to discuss the planning for Plot 096.
Although the person who owned the land was Ye Ran, he didn’t want to use their relationship to force a deal. As a potential partner, he wanted to present the best proposal to his client.
“Xin Yu, I have planning directions in my bookmarks. Remote into my tablet and project them for everyone to see.”
Xin Yu immediately acted, controlling Chi Yuheng’s tablet. He opened the browser.
Perhaps because he had searched for things earlier and hadn’t closed the background, as soon as Xin Yu clicked in, he saw the previous search history.
His eyes scanned the contents, and his hand suddenly shook, nearly projecting them.
Is the boss sick?
And with this kind of illness?!
That shouldn’t be right. Doesn’t Chi Yuheng like Ye Ran?
How could it be like this?
Could it be that he really isn’t capable in that area?
The search history that suddenly slapped him in the face left Xin Yu bewildered.
Xin Yu sat there quietly, not intending to do as Chi Yuheng said. This caused Chi Yuheng to frown.
“Why haven’t you projected yet?” Chi Yuheng questioned.
Xin Yu couldn’t say it directly, so he could only take a detour. “Please check if something is wrong with the computer on your end. I need to reconnect.”
Chi Yuheng’s brow tightened. He looked at his tablet. Seeing the search history on it, he froze.
A few seconds later, he realized that before he came home, Ye Ran had been holding the tablet.
Chi Yuheng briefly flipped through the search history and then deleted it. With a slight curve at the corner of his mouth, he said to Xin Yu on the video call, “You can connect now.”
Xin Yu did as told, his gaze occasionally darting toward Chi Yuheng while he operated.
The boss’s mouth was curled up slightly, as if seeing those search records had put him in a good mood.
Now Xin Yu was even more confused. Could being ‘incapable’ also be something worth being happy about?
Regardless, a happy period for the boss was a benefit period for the employees.
After the meeting ended, all employees of Chengyi Group would have a three-day paid holiday starting tomorrow.
It was more grand than the New Year’s holiday for ancient ministers. The key was that it was paid. The corporate slaves collectively wanted to support their boss for all eternity.
After finishing, Chi Yuheng looked at the calendar on the computer.
Time passed quickly. Half a year had gone by in a blink since the last time he went to the hospital.
Thinking of the search content Ye Ran had left on his computer, he couldn’t help but curl his lips. He was working hard to move toward him, and Yezi seemed to have moved a step closer to him as well.
Chi Yuheng called Xin Yu. The assistant, having realized something, answered immediately.
He heard his CEO speak. “Book an appointment for me at the hospital for tomorrow.”
Xin Yu immediately understood. “Understood, CEO Chi.”
After hanging up, Xin Yu went into action immediately. Some illnesses could not be delayed; this involved the boss’s future happy life.
Fortunately, Jing City Hospital was also very skilled in this area; otherwise, Xin Yu would have suggested his boss change hospitals.
Within a few minutes, Xin Yu had booked the hospital appointment online and sent a screenshot to Chi Yuheng.
When Chi Yuheng saw the appointment he had booked, the curve of his lips froze completely.
Chi Yuheng made a call. “You booked an appointment for Andrology?!”
Xin Yu blinked. “Do we also need to book one for Psychology?”
Chi Yuheng was so angry he laughed. “What gave you the illusion that I need to see those two departments!”
Since it wasn’t during a meeting, Xin Yu felt he could speak plainly now. “That search history…”
Although he was forced to see the boss’s search history, he still wanted to say that if there was an illness, it had to be treated. One shouldn’t hide it from doctors.
Chi Yuheng gave a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. Xin Yu had been with him for so long; he truly was ‘becoming a better and better assistant’.
His voice turned cold. “Cancel the Andrology appointment. Book one for Cardiology.”
…
Ye Ran was getting a headache from learning things in his room. In the past, when he crammed before exams, even with just a bit of foundation, it wasn’t as taxing as this.
He rolled over on the bed with his phone, turning from lying on his back to his stomach, his lower legs kicking the bed rhythmically in the air.
The dense text in the materials was decisively shut out by his brain.
Ye Ran gave up, lying on the bed like a defeated rooster. Knowledge couldn’t enter his brain, but a certain scene was able to move freely within it.
That familiar kiss, grinding lightly between lips and teeth… he gradually became hazy, wanting to go further, and then further…
Suddenly, Ye Ran snapped back to reality. What kind of explicit garbage was in his head?
Ye Ran stared at the door. Chi Yuheng shouldn’t burst in suddenly this time.
He opened the films Xu Huijiang had sent him again, and there was still no reaction.
It’s over. This time it’s truly over.
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