Chapter 17 - Such a Good-Looking Little Chick

Ji Naitang’s stomach didn’t hurt after he ate some breakfast. He then followed Cen Muqi to Cen Corporation.

He had been going there frequently because he was in charge of the resort project anyway. The only thing different this time was that he went to Cen Muqi’s office.

Cen Muqi’s assistant was shocked when he brought some documents in to be signed and he saw Ji Naitang. The assistant couldn’t help but raise his hand and wipe off some sweat from his forehead. Sure enough, this person had an extraordinary relationship with CEO Cen. He hoped that he didn’t recognize him. Or if he recognized him, then he hoped that he wouldn’t hold a grudge.

Ji Naitang naturally recognized him. He was the assistant who had reproached him in front of the CEO’s personal elevator. But he didn’t hold any grudges.

“It can open in mid-August.” The assistant gave his report on the resort. Cen Muqi nodded and signed his name on the documents.

After the assistant left, Ji Naitang asked, “Would CEO Cen go when the resort opens?”

“Yes.”

Ji Naitang slightly smiled. He was responsible for this project, so he would definitely go. If Cen Muqi went too, it would sound like they were going on a vacation to the resort together.

Cen Muqi looked at the laptop on the sofa. “You can play games if you’re bored.”

Ji Naitang thought that he wouldn’t be bored looking at Cen Muqi when he was so close to him, even for a lifetime.

Cen Muqi received a call at noon. The content was roughly he just came back to the country tonight, so they should get together. Cen Muqi didn’t object.

Cen Muqi took Ji Naitang with him after work. Ji Naitang seemed calm on the surface, but he was extremely excited. He didn’t want to go play, but he wanted to delve into Cen Muqi’s life. He wanted to get to know his friends and let his friends know about him.

Ji Naitang wanted them to know that he was with Cen Muqi, even if it was a “backer and mistress” relationship and not really dating.

“We’ll eat first. But after eating, they will probably go singing, drinking, and such.”

Cen Muqi didn’t take his driver along and drove his own car. After he parked it, he took Ji Naitang to a private restaurant. Judging from his tone, he didn’t seem to like social activities like singing and drinking.

There were seven or eight people shouting about something in the private room.

“Ah, he’s finally here.” Everyone turned to look at the two people who pushed the door open. “Yo, who’s this little gege?* So good-looking ~ ”

[Ge or gege = literally: “older brother,” can be used to denote familiarity or intimacy]

Ji Naitang seemed a little uneasy. Someone else said, “I heard that Qi obtained a beauty. Is this him?”

Cen Muqi went to sit down with Ji Naitang. Ji Naitang introduced himself, “You can call me Little Ji.”

“Little Chick?”*

[“Ji” sounds like the word for “chicken”]

Ji Naitang: “…… Ji like in ‘Jilu [discipline].’”

“Oh, Little Ji. My name is Leng Qifei. You can call me ‘Fei ge.’” The person speaking should be tonight’s host. His round body shouldn’t weigh less than 200 pounds.

Ji Naitang obediently called out, “Fei ge.”

Cen Muqi turned to lean over to Ji Naitang. He smiled and said, “When his dad named him, he certainly didn’t expect that he would grow up to be the opposite of his name. It would be strange if he could fly with his weight.”*

[Fei = fly or flying]

“Hahahaha……”

The room erupted in laughter. Ji Naitang’s heart rate increased because of how close Cen Muqi was. But he was surprised that such a reserved person like Cen Muqi had such a group of loud and rowdy friends. And they seemed to be very close to each other.

“Hey, don’t laugh. Aren’t you afraid that I will reveal your nickname, Qi? Hahahahaha……”

He didn’t finish speaking, before he began to laugh nonstop. Ji Naitang didn’t get the joke and asked, puzzled, “What is CEO Cen’s nickname?”

A man sitting opposite him explained, “Muqi, Muqi. You say it fast and it sounds like ‘Muji.’ So his nickname has always been ‘Hen.’”

[Muji = hen]

Ji Naitang couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He looked at Cen Muqi and asked, “Are you really called Hen?”

Cen Muqi looked smilingly at him. “How else can I bring back such a good-looking little chick?! Come on. Call me daddy ~ ”

Everyone stared. “Damn. Old Qi, why do you catch us off guard every time? A hen with a chick!”

Ji Naitang, who had just realized that he was the “little chick,” : ……