novelraw Chapter 672 : Su Ruochu_s Dream
Chapter 672 : Su Ruochu_s Dream
Chapter 672: Su Ruochu's Dream
Downstairs.
Seeing the light turn on in the room, Feng Pojun finally withdrew his gaze and made a gesture to the two bodyguards beside him.
"Alright. Get in the car and rest a bit."
The three got in the car and lit cigarettes. One of the bodyguards said with a smile:
"Boss Feng, our employer really cares about Miss Su."
The companion next to him also chuckled.
"To be honest, I've never seen a big boss care so much about a woman."
Both of them were personally selected and trained by Feng Pojun, and were absolute confidants. So their speech wasn't as restrained.
Feng Pojun, with a cigarette in his mouth, turned his head and glanced at this guy.
"You two remember this."
"In the future, don't reveal Miss Su's existence to anyone outside, no matter who it is."
The two immediately sat up straight.
"Yes."
Feng Pojun said calmly: "You should be grateful."
"Being able to get this job is a blessing you two have accumulated over eight lifetimes."
"You know how the boss usually treats people, he has never mistreated his brothers."
"You just need to protect Miss Su well, and your future prospects will certainly not be bad."
The two quickly nodded: "Don't worry, Boss Feng, we know what to do. We were just chatting casually in front of you."
Feng Pojun trusted these two confidants very much. The reason for his serious tone was just to keep them on their toes at all times.
"Our boss is different from all other bosses. He..."
Feng Pojun thought about what kind of person Chen Fan was in his mind.
"He has vision and strategy, is open-minded and humble, and knows how to conceal his talents."
"Believe me, in the future, the boss will definitely climb to a height where everyone has to look up to him. At that time, he will certainly not mistreat any of us who have followed him wholeheartedly."
The two bodyguards quickly said some words of loyalty.
Seeing that Feng Pojun's mood seemed to be good, one bodyguard asked with a smile.
"Boss Feng, I heard that you and the boss are from the same hometown. How did you meet the boss back then?"
Talking about this, Feng Pojun indeed became interested.
With a cigarette in his mouth, a hint of nostalgia appeared on his face.
"It was winter that year, and it happened to be snowing heavily outside..."
......
"It's snowing!"
In the bedroom, Su Ruochu stood excitedly by the window, looking at the snowy night scene outside, her little face full of happiness.
Chen Fan came up from behind, holding a piece of clothing for her to wear.
"You need to wear clothes even when looking at snow, don't catch a cold."
"The winter in Beijing is too cold, why don't I find someone to turn on the heating tomorrow?"
Su Ruochu shook her head.
"No need. We have air conditioning, don't we?"
"Besides, when you're not here, I rarely come over by myself. Turning on the heating would waste so much money."
Chen Fan smiled and tapped her nose with his finger.
"You now own more than a dozen buildings, even if you just rent them out, you'd get a large sum of money every month. Why care about this little money?"
But Su Ruochu pouted and muttered.
"Even a penny is money. We can't waste money."
"Alright, alright. Whatever you say, can you put on your clothes now? What if someone across sees you, wouldn't that be a big loss?"
Su Ruochu blushed and pinched Chen Fan.
"You're annoying."
"I'm hungry."
"Let's go eat!"
Holding Su Ruochu's small hand as they came to the living room, Chen Fan joked:
"The food has indeed cooled down, let me reheat it."
But Su Ruochu shook her head: "No need. It's fine to eat like this."
Chen Fan was quite proud: "It's my fault, I'm too strong, it always takes so long."
Su Ruochu glanced at Chen Fan and lightly spat.
"You're not ashamed at all."
Chen Fan laughed, "The chicken soup should be ready, I'll go get you a bowl."
While ladling the soup, Chen Fan teased Su Ruochu.
"I remember a joke, it's about a man who came home from work and saw his wife wearing sexy pajamas washing her face. He immediately got excited and carried his wife to the bedroom..."
Seeing Chen Fan suddenly stop, Su Ruochu couldn't help but ask.
"Then what?"
"Then when they came out of the bedroom, the water in the basin hadn't overflowed yet."
Su Ruochu's lips curled, amused.
"How exaggerated!"
Chen Fan smiled and placed a bowl of chicken soup in front of Su Ruochu first.
"Don't be so skeptical. There really are such men. His wife gave him a nickname called the milkman."
"What does that mean?" Su Ruochu didn't understand again.
"It means he only delivers the milk to the door every time, never enters."
Su Ruochu didn't react at first, but when she took the third sip of soup, she suddenly understood the meaning and started coughing.
"You... your mind is full of this messy stuff!"
Chen Fan laughed and handed her a tissue.
"Miss Su, you're wrong about that."
"Men who aren't bad, women don't love. In a relationship, sometimes, a small dirty joke can often enhance the feelings between each other."
Su Ruochu glared: "Nonsense twisted logic."
Chen Fan chuckled: "Speaking of this, I remembered, when we were in college, Brother Jie once met a girl who worked at a KTV."
"Brother Jie invited her to dinner and told a dirty joke to ease the awkward atmosphere. But unexpectedly, the girl then told him an even dirtier joke. Brother Jie was stunned on the spot."
Su Ruochu was laughing uncontrollably, and finally looked at Chen Fan with a resentful face while holding her stomach.
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Do you still want me to eat properly?"
Chen Fan smiled and concluded: "Remember. When a guy tells a girl a dirty joke, he wants to see her face full of shyness, blushing with embarrassment, not for you to tell me an even dirtier joke."
Maybe it was because she hadn't eaten Chen Fan's cooking for a long time, Su Ruochu's appetite was very good tonight. She extraordinarily ate two bowls of rice and quite a lot of dishes. This greatly satisfied Chen Fan.
When the two were eating, there weren't many rules. Most of the time, they were more like a young couple who had been married for a long time, chatting casually, with topics ranging widely.
"Have you adapted to college life here?"
"Mm. I'm gradually adapting." After dinner, Su Ruochu sat on the sofa, peeling an orange for Chen Fan.
"Do you like this major?"
Su Ruochu thought for a moment, nodded and then shook her head.
"Can't say I like it, can't say I don't like it either."
Chen Fan was curious: "Then why did you choose media studies in the first place?"
Su Ruochu was a bit embarrassed.
"I once saw on the news about those investigative journalists, going deep into the frontlines, investigating news about some companies secretly employing mentally challenged children."
"To get first-hand information, they suffered so much, just to expose the truth and seek justice for the children..."
"I think they're so amazing. I wish I could be like them."
This was the first time Su Ruochu had revealed her inner thoughts to Chen Fan.
It's just that this girl's dream was really...
Chen Fan shook his head with a bitter smile.
"Investigative journalists... such a distant term."
What he didn't tell Su Ruochu was that this was a very dangerous profession. Many investigative journalists often face retaliation after exposing the truth, and none of them end well.
In a few years, investigative journalists will become rarer than pandas.
Chen Fan remembered that by 2018, there were only 175 investigative journalists left in the whole country.
And with the advent of the internet era later on, investigative journalists almost disappeared.
Chen Fan looked at Su Ruochu and asked very seriously.
"Is your dream to become an investigative journalist?"