amaotonovel Chapter 157 My salary will be deducted
Chapter 157 My salary will be deducted
Xia Yang locked himself in the composition room for a few days, and Le An brought him food and drink at the door.
Whenever Xia Yang missed a meal, Le An would call Fu Xiuyan without waiting a moment.
Then Xia Yang would be bombarded with calls from Fu Xiuyan, who would keep nagging her, and Xia Yang became extremely annoyed.
Later, he simply stopped letting Le An bring him food upstairs and ate every meal downstairs with Le An.
Every time he eats, Le An will hold up his mobile phone and take pictures of him, including photos and videos.
He will receive a message from Fu Xiuyan in a few minutes.
[Fu Xiuyan: The food today was delicious, worthy of praise.]
Fu Xiuyan: Why are you so listless? Is the food not to your liking?
Fu Xiuyan: Auntie is here to cook today, right? I saw the Grandma's brand pickles you mentioned. [I want to eat.jpg]
[Fu Xiuyan: Button up your clothes, be careful of catching a cold!]
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Xia Yang didn't know how many messages like this he had received. Most of the time, he pretended not to see them.
It just happened again today.
Fu Xiuyan: You're not wearing slippers again? Even though there's carpet, it's still cold, so you still need to wear shoes. Go put them on quickly.
Then Le An would frown and throw a pair of slippers next to Xia Yang.
It's really worrying. Why is Fu Xiuyan's little wife so troublesome to raise? She's so disobedient!
"Fu Xiuyan is so annoying, giving me instructions every now and then. Just be obedient and don't let him boss me around all the time." Le An complained.
Xia Yang symbolically stepped on the slippers and said, "If you don't take pictures of me, he won't know. If he doesn't know, he won't tell you."
Le An frowned and thought for a moment, then picked up his phone again: "Dress nicely, I need to take some photos to report the results to him."
Xia Yang sighed and reluctantly put his feet into his slippers: "Quickly take a picture!"
Le An happily took a photo and sent it to Fu Xiuyan. The next second, Xia Yang kicked her slippers far away.
Le An raised his phone and took another picture.
Xia Yang noticed: "Don't post this one."
Le'an remained unmoved.
"Otherwise I'll cut off your internet connection."
Le An put down his phone very obediently.
Xia Yang raised an eyebrow: "Tell me, how much did Fu Xiuyan give you?"
"Not much, all the skins in my game."
"I can't afford these?"
"Different."
"What's the difference?"
"That's a bad habit of yours, and I'm helping you get rid of it."
Xia Yang sneered: "Bad habits? Are you saying that concealing the truth is aiding and abetting evil?"
Le An stopped talking, but it was not difficult to tell from his expression that he thought so.
Xia Yang threw something in Le An's direction: "I threw a slipper, and you took it too seriously! Don't you know that bad habits are the essence of enjoying life?"
Le An accurately caught the flying object, which was his favorite sugar apple.
"Thank you, young master."
"Humph, I provided you with food and drink, and you still betrayed me. Traitor!"
Le An chuckled and said, "I'll give you some skins later."
Xia Yang walked barefoot towards the elevator. Le An munched on some fruit and shouted, "Slippers."
Xia Yang sighed and reluctantly came back to put on his slippers.
Xia Yang returned to his work. Le An devoured the table overflowing with dishes. Most of them were his favorites: sweet and sour fish, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, crispy duck, and prawns. There were also desserts and honey wine that Xia Yang's aunt, Aunt Lin, had brought from his grandmother's house.
Aunt Lin secretly told him that this was something the young master specially asked her to bring to him, saying that Le An loves sweet things.
The young master was so kind to him that even his aunt would specially cook his favorite dishes. He must work harder to help the young master Xia break his bad habits and become a better person! Le An secretly vowed!
Xia Yang didn't know that his kindness towards Le An had been transformed by Le An into motivation for him to continue to report him.
Xia Yang sent the perfected song to Sister Ruan.
Then I fell asleep on the sofa covered with a blanket. I was woken up by Le An knocking on the door.
Xia Yang opened the door with sleepy eyes and looked very unhappy. Le An got angry when he saw him like that: "Are you sleeping here?"
Xia Yang was already annoyed by being woken up by him, and now she was even angrier: "Why do you care about me!"
Ke Le'an didn't spoil him like Fu Xiuyan did, and was even more angry than Xia Yang: "If you catch a cold sleeping here, I will have my salary docked!"
Xia Yang was too busy being angry with Le An to think about the feasibility of catching a cold so that Le An would have his salary docked.
Le An angrily reached out to pull Xia Yang's arm, but before he could do so, he simply tugged at his sleeve. "Go back to your bedroom and sleep. You can't sleep here." He'd toiled for a week taking photos to earn just that little bonus. If Xia Yang got sick, he'd have it all taken away. Le An wouldn't allow that to happen.
Xia Yang sighed and thought, forget it. He had been pampered for so many years, and it was really not worth it to get sick just to have Le An deduct his salary.
"I covered myself with a blanket. I won't get sick." Xia Yang turned sideways and let Le An look at the thick blanket on the sofa. It was put there by Fu Xiuyan.
Le An finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Le An, you came to me just to see if I affected your salary and bonus?"
Le An then remembered the reason why he came up: "Someone is here to bring you clothes."
Xia Yang yawned and was about to go back: "Well, let's put it downstairs first. When Aunt Lin comes, let her help to tidy it up."
Apart from the occasional purchases he made himself, all his other clothes were bought for him by his grandmother, mother, and cousin. They would never tell him in advance, but would always have someone bring him anything they liked. Xia Yang had long been accustomed to this.
"They said they need you to try it on to see if it's the right size."
Xia Yang stopped and asked, "Was it arranged by Fu Xiuyan?"
Le An nodded.
Xia Yang returned to his room, changed his clothes, and went downstairs. Two staff members were downstairs. When they saw Xia Yang, they quickly stood up and greeted him. Their eyes were filled with unconcealed amazement.
Xia Yang looked at their work clothes and knew that they were the same brand he often wore.
"so much?"
The staff member quickly explained, "This is for you and Mr. Fu. It's a couple's pair designed by our design director and Mr. Fu."
Xia Yang then became interested: "Fu Xiuyan also participated in the design?"
“Yes, it incorporates many of your favorite elements.”
The styles of these sets are different. In addition to the youthful and casual style of this brand, there are also some mature styles. However, many youthful elements are incorporated into the details, so it does not make people feel mature and boring.
Xia Yang picked up a set to try on at random, and the size was just right.
The staff member smiled and said, "It seems that no modification is needed. The size Mr. Fu provided for you is just right. It is a perfect fit."
Xia Yang curled his lips and smiled slightly: "Is this the new model your family is going to launch?"
The staff member laughed and said, "No. These are not for sale to the public."
After sending the staff away, Xia Yang personally put the clothes into the cloakroom. Then he picked out two white casual suits and hung them out separately.
He sat cross-legged on the floor of the cloakroom and called Director Li.
Director Li answered almost immediately: "Xiao Xia, hahaha, I'm working with your agent to arrange the theme song for my next movie. Why are you calling in person?"
"It seems that Director Li is quite satisfied?" Xia Yang smiled, his eyes fixed on the two sets of clothes he hung out.
"I'm not satisfied, I'm absolutely astonished! Next time I come to you, you can't refuse me."
"But Director Li, I've encountered some troubles with writing the lyrics, and I'm always dissatisfied." Xia Yang pretended to be depressed.
Director Li consoled her: "Xiao Xia, you're asking too much of yourself, aren't you?"
"It has to be perfect to be worthy of Director Li's film."
"Hahaha, who says our little Xia is so unruly? He's so talkative and so easy to get along with. Why don't you send me the lyrics so I can take a look?" Xia Yang naturally knew that this was how the music industry evaluated him. Calling him unruly was already a very gentle word.
"Is Fu Xiuyan still busy with his scenes lately?" Xia Yang suddenly turned his attention to Fu Xiuyan.