Fang Chenyi scrambled back to his room in a panic. He slamd the door shut with a loud BANG, then leaned against it, panting heavily.
Inside, Qi Xiaotian was in the middle of a workout, doing push-ups on the floor. He froze when he saw Fang Chenyi burst in. As he got up and wiped away his sweat, he looked at the newcor in confusion.
"Holy crap, Brother Fang, what happened? Did you get robbed or sothing? Who’d be so shaless? They even tore your clothes... Uh, Brother Fang, what’s all that stuff on your face? It looks just like lipstick marks, doesn’t it? Whoa, holy shit! Brother Fang, you’ve got red marks on your pants, too!"
At this point, Qi Xiaotian was completely dumbfounded. His eyes went wide as he stared at Fang Chenyi, a dazed look on his face. ’Did Brother Fang just get into so kind of shady business?’ he wondered.
Just as he was thinking this, Fang Chenyi suddenly rapped him on the head and shot him an annoyed glare.
"What the hell are you thinking! Damn it, I know I’m handso, but I’m not a celebrity!"
Still shaken, he patted his chest, took off his shredded clothes, and tossed them aside. Muttering to himself, he walked into the bathroom to take a shower.
He carefully pulled the leather bag containing the woven sack from inside his clothes and let out a long sigh of relief. ’Thank God this treasure didn’t get snatched!’
After showering and washing the lipstick marks off his face and hands, he took a new set of clothes from the woven sack and put them on. He then walked out of the bathroom and said to Qi Xiaotian, who was still working out:
"Xiaotian, from now on, you’d better not leave my side."
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
Just then, soone knocked on the door. Fang Chenyi froze, a shiver running down his spine. ’Don’t tell those ferocious fans made their way up here,’ he thought.
Qi Xiaotian got up, walked over, and opened the door. He then turned back to Fang Chenyi and said:
"Brother Fang, it’s the hotel manager."
Phew~
Hearing this, Fang Chenyi let out a long sigh of relief and waved his hand, signaling for Qi Xiaotian to let the person in.
As Qi Xiaotian stepped aside, Fang Chenyi was surprised for a mont when he saw the visitor, but then he broke into a smile. It was an old acquaintance.
The visitor was none other than the young master of this very hotel, Manager Wu, the world-famous somlier who had graduated from Ho University.
"Mr. Fang, I’ve just learned about what happened earlier. I’m so sorry. Our security staff failed in their duties. You must have been frightened."
After speaking, Manager Wu bowed deeply to Fang Chenyi.
He now knew Fang Chenyi’s true identity. Not only was he Baida’s second-largest shareholder, but he was also behind LV and Apple. According to online news, he had also recently acquired several other major companies, including Baida Film and Television.
Compared to a titan like him, a young master of a small hotel like himself was less than an ant.
Fang Chenyi, however, stood up from the sofa, waved his hand, and greeted the manager with a wry smile.
"Hey, Manager Wu, co have a seat. We’ve known each other for a while now. This has nothing to do with you. But you really should replace those security guards of yours. A whole bunch of grown n couldn’t even hold back a group of won~"
As he said this, he seed to recall the earlier scene. ’If I weren’t in such good physical shape, I probably would’ve lost my innocence back there!’
Fang Chenyi had no intention of making trouble for the hotel, so after a few minutes of small talk, Manager Wu took his leave sheepishly.
After Manager Wu left, Qi Xiaotian, who had been listening from the side, finally understood the whole story. ’No wonder,’ he thought. ’So Brother Fang was captured alive by his female fans.’
He glanced at the ti. It was only three in the afternoon, still a long way from evening. He rembered what Manager Wu had ntioned in their chat—that the trash in the backyard was collected at 4:00 PM and 8:30 PM. Fang Chenyi’s hands started to itch with anticipation.
But then he thought about the large crowd of female hooligans at the entrance, and he began to hesitate.
For a mont, he didn’t know what to do.
After thinking it over, Fang Chenyi’s gaze suddenly landed on Qi Xiaotian. He asked:
"Xiaotian, do you have any good ideas for how I can avoid being recognized by those people?"
A smile played on Qi Xiaotian’s lips.
"That’s easy. We studied a subject called ’makeup infiltration.’ How about it, Brother Fang? I can do your makeup for you."
Fang Chenyi’s eyes lit up, and he imdiately nodded.
"Yes, yes, that could work! Haha, just do it lightly, enough to change my appearance!"
As he spoke, Qi Xiaotian made a flourish with his hands and, as if from nowhere, produced several makeup products.
Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but marvel at the sight.
「Ten minutes later.」
Fang Chenyi stared at his own face in the hotel mirror and felt a wave of nausea. He turned and rapped Qi Xiaotian on the head.
"Qi Xiaotian, do you even know how to do makeup?! This is too damn ugly!"
The Fang Chenyi in the mirror was completely transford. His forrly handso face was now that of an angsty teenager covered in pimples.
Hearing Fang Chenyi’s complaint, Qi Xiaotian just chuckled. "Hehe, isn’t this great, Brother Fang? Looking like this, I guarantee those girls will stay far away from you."
’He does have a point,’ Fang Chenyi thought. He nodded. ’I guess I’ll experience life with the face of an angsty teen today.’
Wasting no more ti, he tucked the leather bag into an inner pocket and headed downstairs.
Sure enough, when Fang Chenyi walked out this ti, people rely glanced at him before looking away, paying him no further mind.
Seeing that the trick had worked, Fang Chenyi was secretly delighted. He walked past the security guards and strode toward the trash collection point behind the building.
This ti, he encountered no resistance whatsoever and easily reached the treasure ground he had been dreaming of.
He rounded the hotel building to the back and saw the sa trash transfer shed he had visited last ti.
Seeing the fifty or sixty large trash cans inside, all neatly sorted by category, made Fang Chenyi even more satisfied.
"Which genius ca up with this trash sorting system? This is a godsend for !"
He muttered to himself, automatically ignoring the kitchen waste bins, and turned toward the recyclable waste.
He shook out his woven sack, grabbed his trash picker, and stood with a commanding presence. What a magnificent ’great hero’ he looked.
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[To be continued...]
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