Hua Yong's home is located in a slum in the downtown area of Jianghu. Gao Tu only knew the approximate address before, but had never been there.
Taxis can only drive to the front of the alley. The narrow alley is impassable to vehicles, so you can only walk.
Gao Tu lowered his head and followed the detailed address that Hua Yong had sent him half an hour ago.
He walked around in the alley for a few minutes and finally stopped in front of a residential building.
The stairwell was dark and damp, with a strong smell of mothballs.
The stairs were very steep and it was a little dark even in the daytime. Hua Yong lived on the top floor of this residential building without an elevator. Looking at the steep stairs, Gao Tu, whose limbs were sore, sighed in resignation.
He moved from the fourth floor to the cold and dim first floor because he couldn't walk up the stairs during the fever period. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't avoid the hardship of climbing this time and still had to climb the damn stairs.
Gao Tu walked up the sixth floor in two sections, breathlessly, and it took him quite a while.
When he arrived at Hua Yong's house, his back was inevitably soaked with sweat, and his black hair fell in front of his forehead in a mess. Gao Tu was worried that sweating would make the smell of fever pheromones more obvious, and he regretted not choosing an inhibitor injection with better inhibitory effect, and only took pills with fewer side effects.
This regret reached its peak when Hua Yong opened the door, Gao Tu walked past him, and saw Shen Wenlang standing behind him.
Shen Wenlang? Why is he here?
Gao Tu's expression was flustered for a moment, but he quickly calmed down.
He greeted his immediate superior calmly and explained the purpose of his visit in a straightforward tone.
Hua Yong smiled at him softly and whispered, "Thank you for your hard work, Secretary Gao, for making such a special trip."
He was really very handsome. Even though Gao Tu was jealous of him, he was also moved by the kindness in his smile and his impeccable beauty.
This beautiful Omega has a very precious tenacity that makes people want to help him.
What's more, Hua Yong's situation reminded Gao Tu of himself, and he felt a sense of sympathy.
"You're welcome." Gao Tu took out the U-Shield from his briefcase and handed it to Hua Yong. He forced himself to be calm and leave quickly without looking around. He bowed slightly to his boss and said in a businesslike manner: "I have something else to do. I'm leaving first. I wish you two a happy weekend and see you on Tuesday."
At the door of the apartment, Hua Yong and Shen Wenlang stood one after the other. Through the half-open door, Gao Tu saw a lot of new household items scattered on the floor. Hua Yong seemed to be replacing all the daily necessities in the house. The house was so messy as if they had just moved.
But why did Shen Wenlang appear here?
On a weekend, Jianghu City's most famous young entrepreneur, who claimed to hate Omegas, showed up in a dim, run-down, elevator-less apartment in the slums, in the home of a young and beautiful Omega!
Why on earth is this happening!?
The answer is obvious.
Gao Tu turned around with a pale face. His expression was calm but his steps were flustered, as if he wanted to escape quickly.
He didn't want to think too much about it, because no matter what the reason was for Shen Wenlang to spend the weekend at home with Hua Yong, it had nothing to do with Gao Tu.
Gao Tu was just his personal secretary, who was hired with money. He often came into contact with Shen Wenlang's personal affairs and stepped into his private space, and occasionally had the illusion that he could share Shen Wenlang's private time openly.
But Gao Tu knew better than anyone that he and Shen Wenlang were just strangers who met from time to time. To put it nicely, he was Shen Wenlang's colleague and subordinate. To put it bluntly, for Shen Wenlang, Gao Tu was like the coffee machine in the company's tea room, just a tool that could be replaced at any time and bought with better or newer models at any time.
Gao Tu hated himself for having any unrealistic fantasies about Shen Wenlang. Those fantasies would make Gao Tu, who had been secretly in love with him for ten years, left his father to live alone, but still willingly disobeyed the doctor's advice and injected a high concentration of inhibitors, pretending to be a Beta who would not annoy Shen Wenlang, even more miserable.
Gao Tu had had such a dream before. One day, Shen Wenlang finally realized that he could accept Omega and that the smell of Omega pheromones was not so unbearable. In that case, Gao Tu could stop injecting those pheromone inhibitors that the doctors said would kill him one day, and he could stay with Shen Wenlang openly and become a tool who no longer needed to lie to maintain the employment relationship.
Now Shen Wenlang seemed to no longer hate Omegas. To be more precise, Shen Wenlang finally found an Omega that made him willing to endure the discomfort and stay by his side. This was really a great thing. But it seemed to make Gao Tu, who was inexplicably sad about this, even more miserable.
Gao Tu's face was as gloomy as water, but his heart was in turmoil. He took a few hurried steps but was suddenly stopped.
"etc."
Shen Wenlang walked out of the door, called him, and asked in a low voice: "Secretary Gao, you are in such a hurry to go back. Are you going back to comfort your partner?"
"Ah, uh." Gao Tu was forced to turn around.
Thinking that his boss might have seen the lie he made up to cover up his identity, Gao Tu raised his head and smiled weakly at Shen Wenlang, "Yes, Mr. Shen. I'm sorry that I've caused you trouble by asking for leave suddenly."
"It's not a big deal." Shen Wenlang said, "There are a lot of people in the secretarial team. It won't be a disaster if you're missing."
"Yes, yes."
Shen Wenlang is an S-level Alpha, and his personality is very similar to his direct and ruthless speech. The smell of his pheromones is also strong and colliding.
The irresistibly strong scent of incense and iris is like the collision of power and ambition, and even a trace of it is enough to ignite an irresistible flame of desire.
Just by looking at Shen Wenlang's face, Gao Tu felt that his body temperature seemed to have risen again, and more untimely hot sweat appeared on his forehead.
He asked hesitantly: "Boss Shen, do you have any other instructions?"
Shen Wenlang walked towards him, with the scent of perfume mixed with a faint scent of native pheromones wafting from his body.
Gao Tu, who was in his sensitive period, whimpered painfully in his heart. The fingers hanging by his sides spasmed and dug into his thighs. He used all his strength to maintain a weak standing posture and barely did not lose his composure.
Gao Tu tried his best to suppress the urge to reach out and hug her. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to avoid the source of his crazy desire and took a step back.
Shen Wenlang stopped walking and his face turned ugly. The tall and handsome Alpha frowned and sniffed gently, saying to him in a cold voice: "Remember to wash yourself when you come to work. Don't you know that you have a strong Omega smell?"
Gao Tu was stunned by his drinking, and his flushed and weak face immediately turned extremely pale.
He bowed subconsciously out of embarrassment:
"Sorry."
Shen Wenlang stared at the top of his head, looked at it coldly for a while, and commented: "Don't come near me with the dirty smell of Omega——" "It stinks."
… Thinking of the Beta secretary's dejected and distraught back, Hua Yong scrolled through Sheng Shaoyou's circle of friends while glancing at the face opposite him that had not brightened up since Gao Tu appeared. She couldn't help but ask Shen Wenlang, who was standing by the window, staring at the secretary's back like a human sign: "What exactly is so smelly about Secretary Gao?"
The slightly bitter yet gentle aroma precipitated by the deep scent of sage is not as sweet as the other most common floral or fruity scents among Omegas, but it is obviously not bad. Why do you say it stinks?
Shen Wenlang glanced at him coldly: "If I say it stinks, it stinks. What does it have to do with you?" He kicked his suitcase in anger: "Have you finished moving?
Give me back my phone. I'm leaving first."
Hua Yong was startled by his inexplicable temper.
She paused while scrolling through her Moments and nodded, saying, "Well, thank you for helping me move.
But I still have a few Moments to scroll through. I'll return them to you when I finish."
I thought: Well, it's really none of my business. I'd better not mess with this stupid wolf who got angry for no reason.
After returning home, Gao Tu, looking dazed, took his temperature again. Sure enough, it had risen, from 37.8 degrees before he went out to nearly 39.
He shouldn't take a shower at this time. But Gao Tu couldn't help but go into the bathroom, turned on the shower and washed himself vigorously, hoping that the water vapor could take away the pheromone smell of Omega on his body.
Coming out of the shower room feeling dizzy, Gao Tu looked at himself in the mirror. His very ordinary face had become overly rosy because of the slight scent of his favorite Alpha. His Adam's apple moved desperately and his eyes turned red uncontrollably .
The doctor's warning was still ringing in his ears, but Gao Tu didn't want to listen anymore.
He bit the needle tube, pulled out the protective cover on the needle tip, slowly inserted the needle into his slightly bulging vein, and desperately pushed the ice-cold inhibitor liquid in the syringe into the blood vessel.
A few minutes later, the effects and side effects of the inhibitors hit him together. Gao Tu was not allowed to continue mixing painkillers. He curled up in pain and stood for a while holding the sink in the bathroom before he had the strength to continue.
He endured the severe pain, walked tiredly to the bedroom, lay down on the bed, and pulled the quilt to cover his face and his body, which was switching between hot and cold.
Chills and high temperatures swept over him alternately. Gao Tu was in a trance. He hugged himself tightly and gradually fell into an uneasy sleep.
Before he completely lost consciousness, he recalled the first time he met Shen Wenlang.
Shen Wenlang, wearing a spotless student uniform, stood on the podium. With a calm and gentle voice, he calmly shared his charitable act of supporting poor students of similar age.
The young man on the podium was not only exceptionally kind, but also had a very handsome face, an upright posture, and a gorgeous and graceful figure, which made people unable to miss him.
At the same time, Gao Tu, who was standing in the queue of sponsored students and enduring his second fever, suddenly thought he saw an angel.
I don't want to leave this man even if I die.
He finally stood in that position, desperately trying to stay there for a while.
… The breakthrough plan for the application of gene scissors in Shenghuan Biology has not made any progress.
A month later, Sheng Shaoyou lost his temper at the monthly comprehensive meeting. The leader of the technical research group kept his head down the whole time, not daring to breathe. Their mediocrity and incompetence made the newly appointed prince furious.
"You clearly told me last month that there was some progress, but what happened? It was all empty talk! After research, the inspection team found that 99% of your so-called technological achievements came from HS's public database! What the hell is this progress?! It's really getting worse and worse! What I want is a real breakthrough, not these bullshit results you handed in to fool me!"
When Sheng Fang was in office, the technology application team received a large amount of research funding every year, but was unable to deliver decent research results. Sheng Shaoyou believed that this was related to the overly lukewarm atmosphere of the entire research team and the superior salary and benefits that were inconsistent with their contributions. After he took over the company, he immediately carried out a series of drastic reforms. Not only was the salary of the Sheng Fang Technology Application Research Group linked to performance for the first time at the personnel level, but a research results monitoring team was also established to deal with perfunctory fraud under strong pressure.
After this regular meeting, the leader of the scientific research team was dismissed, and young faces appeared in the leadership positions of P8 and P9 for the first time.
Sheng Shaoyou sat in the office in an extremely low mood for the entire day.
Just before the end of the get off work day, Chen Pinming knocked on the door and handed him a bill and a brown paper bag.
"Mr. Sheng, this is Miss Shu's consumption bill for this month." He respectfully handed the bill to Sheng Shaoyou for review.
The Omega named Shu Xin spent more than one million yuan in one month using his secondary card. With a one-to-two ratio, he bought a second-generation Hermès crocodile leather Minikelly J5 with a shiny silver buckle, three sets of Chanel ready-to-wear, and seven or eight pairs of shoes… Sheng Shaoyou was always generous to his companions. He glanced at the total and signed the bill, and casually asked Chen Pinming, "What is that?"
"Oh, this." Chen Pinming put the brown paper bag on the table. The bag was full and bulging. He explained, "This is what HS's secretary Hua asked me to pass on to you."
The brown paper bag contained the first cash that Hua Yong returned to Sheng Shaoyou, a total of 20,000 yuan, and a thank-you note written by him.
Sheng Shaoyou suddenly thought of where Hua Yong lived, and looked down at the two stacks of money.
He didn't know how he had to save money to squeeze out this money, but it was probably only enough to buy a hardware buckle for Shu Xin's crocodile leather.
In comparison, Sheng Shaoyou found this orchid-scented Omega quite interesting.
People like Hua Yong who would refuse to be Sheng Shaoyou's companion and would rather go far away to sell their labor to earn hard-earned money to pay off their debts are really rare in this era.
That beautiful orchid is probably a rare species that is endangered today. It is a super stubborn one with a very high self-esteem.
But these days, even middle school students probably know that they have to pursue "maximum benefits" in everything.
Thinking of this, Sheng Shaoyou smiled unconsciously. But soon, he remembered the wrist of Hua Yong sticking out from the old sweater that was pilling, and it seemed that it could be broken with a slight bend, and he felt an inexplicable sour discomfort in his heart.
Sheng Shaoyou attributed this discomfort to long-term overtime work.