The man said nothing and turned to the next page.
This page detailed Ji Mingzhu's personal relationships.
Because the boy was good-looking and well-behaved, the "big brothers" in those rough circles were all fairly willing to look after him. One of them, for instance, had introduced Ji Mingzhu to his job at the auto repair shop.
Gu Shang's expression darkened, and he read on.
Gu Shang quietly shut his mouth and kept reading, growing angrier with every line.
Ji Mingzhu really was close to that pack of no-good friends of his!
When he had no money for food, a good buddy had treated him to fried rice. Since the boy had a small appetite and couldn't finish it, another good buddy had even polished off the half a box he'd left.
There was also the matter of how, whenever he fell out with his adoptive father and had nowhere to go, one of his buddies would invite him to stay at their place for the night to tide him over.
More than half a page of brotherly affection-it was enough to make his eyes hurt.
Gu Shang: "..."
Forget it. Let the world burn. I'm done reading.
The man's eyes grew dark, and a hostility Secretary Chen knew all too well gathered between his brows.
Hah. I thought pretending to be gay was quite a challenge for Ji Mingzhu. Now it seems it's no challenge at all. With all that experience getting cozy with people, surely he has more than enough tricks to deal with an old man like me, twenty-seven years old and never once in a relationship.
He had thought the boy was trying so hard to pretend he liked him that he was constantly tugging at him and touching him. It turned out Ji Mingzhu could hold hands with just about anyone.
The man gave a cold laugh and slapped the documents down on the desk.
There's no need for me to feel so sorry for that pampered little thing! Plenty of other people feel sorry for him anyway!
"Secretary Chen, thanks for taking care of this. Find out which Wealthy Wives' Required Courses are popular, then bundle him up and send him off to one," the man said coldly.
Secretary Chen froze, then asked for confirmation. "You mean... wealthy wives?"
Gu Shang lazily lifted his eyelids, a hint of mockery in his gaze. "Isn't he a wealthy wife now?"
Whatever position someone occupied, naturally they ought to learn what that position required.
He was determined to make this straight man pretending to be gay experience what it felt like to be toyed with.
A straight man would surely find it humiliating to attend some Wealthy Wives' Required Courses. Besides, those classes were probably quite boring for a guy.
Perhaps Ji Mingzhu would get upset enough to stop pretending and just get along with him normally... That would be ideal, and it would spare him from constantly being at a loss.
Imagining Ji Mingzhu's unhappy little face, Secretary Chen felt somewhat conflicted. "Mr. Gu, would you like me to find a private tutor?"
"No. There's no need to make special arrangements," Gu Shang said. "With his status, he'll inevitably have to deal with people in the future. It'll do him good to get used to it ahead of time. Just arrange a course with a small class size."
Even if Ji Mingzhu's grades had been pretty good, that was back in middle school. After several years without touching a textbook, his reasoning skills had probably weakened considerably.
Gu Shang vowed to make this little academic underachiever relive the terror of being at a teacher's mercy.
He was rather eager to see what Ji Mingzhu was like when studying. Would he come crying to him, begging for mercy?
"Don't arrange too many courses for him at first. If he likes them, add a few more as appropriate. Any additional courses can be chosen according to his own preferences," Gu Shang said.
Secretary Chen murmured his assent, but privately suspected that Mr. Gu was using tormenting his wife as a pretext to fulfill the dream of studying that his spouse had never been able to realize in his youth.
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