MMB Chapter 421 A Good Boss
Chapter 421 A Good Boss
The corridor was quiet, and most of the people who had filled the waiting room earlier were gone.
Fu Yibai walked towards the elevator, and as he turned the corner, he saw two people standing at the elevator entrance.
Zhang Ruoyun and Tang Yixin.
The two people stood side by side, with about a meter between them.
No one spoke.
Zhang Ruoyun put her hands in her pockets and looked down at the tips of her shoes.
Tang Yixin carried her bag in both hands, her gaze fixed on the floor numbers above the elevator doors.
The numbers jumped one by one.
When Zhang Ruoyun saw him approaching, she acted like a student caught having a crush by a teacher, instinctively taking a step to the side and distancing herself from Tang Yixin.
"Mr. Fu."
"Director Fu."
"Um."
Fu Yibai nodded.
Zhang Xinyu pressed the button for the elevator next to her.
The elevator here came very quickly; the elevator Tang Yixin and the others pressed was still on the 13th floor.
Fu Yibai assumed that Zhang Ruoyun and Tang Yixin would go downstairs in the elevator together, since both of them were clearly leaving.
But Zhang Ruoyun followed Fu Yibai into the elevator.
Tang Yixin stood outside the elevator, glanced at Zhang Ruoyun, her lips moved, but in the end she said nothing.
The elevator doors closed and began to ascend.
Fu Yibai looked at Zhang Ruoyun's reflection in the elevator door; the kid was staring blankly at the door panel.
"Shouldn't you be going downstairs?" Fu Yibai asked.
Zhang Ruoyun's body stiffened for a moment.
"I...I..."
"Where are you going with me?"
Zhang Ruoyun's face flushed red, and she stammered for a long time, unable to utter a complete sentence.
Fu Yibai turned to look at Zhang Xinyu, and the two exchanged a glance and laughed at the same time.
Zhang Xinyu covered her mouth with a folder, her shoulders shaking.
Fu Yibai leaned against the elevator handrail, looked at Zhang Ruoyun's innocent appearance, and shook his head.
"If you like someone, go for it boldly."
Judging from your hesitant manner, you've probably never been in a relationship before.
"Of course not..."
Zhang Ruoyun retorted, her face flushed.
"Alright, alright, I already told Director Zheng to give Tang Yixin a role, and your Li Zhi role is pretty much confirmed as well."
The opportunity has been created for you, so seize it.
The elevator came to a stop on the 28th floor, and the doors opened.
Fu Yibai stepped out of the elevator, with Zhang Xinyu following behind him.
Zhang Ruoyun stood in the elevator, her face flushed red to the roots of her neck, and nodded vigorously.
"Thank you, Mr. Fu."
The elevator doors slowly closed, and the numbers began to drop.
Fu Yibai led Zhang Xinyu toward the office.
"I'm such a good boss."
"Other companies forbid their artists from dating, why don't you? Instead, you're trying to match them up?"
"Why ban it? All the artists under my management are talented."
There's no need to market a single persona.
Back in his office, Fu Yibai tidied up and prepared to leave work.
After dropping Fu Yibai off at Yang Rong's apartment building, Zhang Xinyu drove away.
The doorbell rang a few times before being pushed open from the inside.
"They're here."
Yang Rong stepped aside, a slight smile curving her lips.
Fu Yibai changed into slippers and went inside.
The aroma of braised pork ribs wafted through the living room. Two sets of chopsticks and bowls were already set on the dining table, along with six dishes and a soup, all home-style cooking.
The oxtail soup in the casserole was still bubbling and steaming.
"What day is it today? You made so many dishes."
Fu Yibai sat down at the dining table.
"Does that mean you can't cook on special occasions?"
Yang Rong took two empty bowls from the kitchen, filled them with soup, and placed them in front of him.
"Try it salty."
Fu Yibai picked up the bowl and took a sip. The soup was fragrant and rich, and the oxtail was stewed until it was tender and falling off the bone.
He nodded, and Yang Rong sat down with satisfaction.
The two people were eating face to face, with the TV on, showing the evening news from a certain satellite channel.
Yang Rong took a few bites, then put down her chopsticks and watched him eat, resting her chin on her hand.
"Aren't you going to eat?"
"I ate something this afternoon, so I'm not very hungry."
She picked up her water glass, took a sip, and looked at his face.
"Eat more."
Fu Yibai picked up another piece of pork rib.
Yang Rong's cooking skills have improved a lot over the years; she is probably the best cook among all the women in her family.
After the meal, Fu Yibai offered to help clear the dishes, but Yang Rong pushed him out of the kitchen.
"You sit down, I'll do it."
She busied herself in the kitchen for a while, the tap running for a few minutes, then dried her hands and came out.
Yang Rong first went to the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water, then walked to the sofa and pulled Fu Yibai up from the sofa.
"Yi Bai, I'm ovulating today..."
"you mean……"
"Okay, hurry up, let's make the most of this time."
She took Fu Yibai's hand and led him to the bathroom.
The bathroom was filled with steam.
Fu Yibai stepped into the bathtub first, and then Yang Rong sat down in his lap.
The hot water enveloped the two of them, and the bubbles swayed gently on the surface, occasionally touching her chin before drifting away.
The water in the bathtub sloshed around, the surface rippling over the edge.
The fragrance of jasmine mingled with the rising steam, filling the small space.
Yang Rong wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her forehead against his, and her breathing gradually became rapid.
"Yibai~~"
The sound of water grew louder.
It took a long time for the water to gradually calm down.