Lu Xunji offered a half-hearted apology. "It wasn't intentional, and it's just that normal men often do morning--"
"Shut up! Nobody asked you that!" Xie Ji stormed into the bathroom, grabbed his blue toothbrush, and started brushing his teeth. With foam still in his mouth, he angrily declared, "I'll never use your face towel to wash my face again!"
"Why?" Lu Xunji asked calmly, "I didn't get any on my washcloth."
I'm worried you'll wash your face towels and underwear together.
Lu Xunji: "..."
"No." Lu Xunji: "I have OCD."
"I really couldn't tell when you kissed me yesterday, bro."
It felt like it was trying to suck all the saliva out of my mouth; it was truly terrifying.
The bedroom door was being knocked on loudly, but neither of the two people inside responded.
Lu Xunji slowly put the sheets he had changed into the washing machine. Xie Ji's mind was filled with the sensation on his buttocks after waking up. He was brushing his teeth with a buzzing in his head and didn't notice anything amiss.
" Lu Xunji! Open the door!" Ji Shi shouted, "Get up! Get up! The sun's already high in the sky!!"
Lu Xunji pinched the bridge of his nose, walked over to open the door expressionlessly, and looked at Ji Shi with displeasure. "I don't remember Young Master Ji having this task of waking people up."
Ji Shi shoved him aside and stuck his head inside. "I'm looking for Xie Ji, where is Xie Ji?"
"Here." Xie Ji, hearing his name called, snapped out of his daze and peeked out of the bathroom with a messy head of blond hair, still half-asleep and with a toothbrush in his mouth. "What's wrong? Did you need me for something?"
Ji Shi walked over and tugged at Xie Ji's collar. The loose pajamas easily revealed his fair chest, but he didn't find any suspicious marks on Xie Ji's body.
"..." Ji Shi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Before he could even catch his breath, Lu Xunji pulled the small money pouch back and wrapped it in his arms. "What are you doing?"
Ji Shi opened his mouth to speak, but he was clearly in the wrong, and coupled with Lu Xunji's extremely oppressive gaze, he had no choice but to take a step back, raise his lips, and give a fake smile, "I just noticed you got up late today, and I was worried about your wound, so I came in to check on you."
"Concerned about me?" Lu Xunji scoffed. "Then I should thank you?"
"You're welcome, we're brothers." Ji Shi scratched the back of his head, seeing that Lu Xunji was giving him a way out, he slid down the slide. "I don't have anything to do so early in the morning, I'll chat with you for a bit."
Unfortunately, Lu Xunji never gives anyone a way out.
"I'm not talking." Lu Xunji pressed Xie Ji's head down, forcing him back into the bathroom, and kicked the door shut. "Get out."
Ji Shi was once again turned away, and he was furious.
Even if he were slow to notice, he could sense the growing closeness between Xie Ji and Lu Xunji, so he became anxious.
Ever since Lu Xunji took Xie Ji to the hospital that time, their relationship has been different since they returned.
He had never seen Xie Ji treat anyone so well.
Xie Ji is undoubtedly kind, but his kindness often requires him to safeguard his own interests; otherwise, nothing else matters.
But Xie Ji was always trying to find opportunities to Lu Xunji.
Even without the lure of profit, he would still help Lu Xunji pick food for him; he would cook porridge for Lu Xunji until he forgot to eat his own; if Lu Xunji bullied him, he would only grit his teeth and be angry for a while, and then happily stick to him again.
It seems she really likes Lu Xunji.
What exactly makes Lu Xunji so good?
That greedy little purse should be trying to please herself, the only son of the Ji Household.
Ji Shi felt uncomfortable; he realized for the first time that Xie Ji had witnessed the coldness hidden beneath his gentle exterior.
In fact, after his confession failed, Xie Ji had already begun to build a wall around him, confining him to the area of "friends".
Although they still chat and laugh together on the surface, they draw clear lines and never say or do anything that goes beyond the scope of friendship.
Inside the room.
Xie Ji, still confused, spat out the foam in his mouth. "What does Ji Shi want with me?"
Lu Xunji glanced at him, then picked up her pink toothbrush, showing no intention of continuing the conversation about Ji Shi: "Brush yours."
Xie Ji: "..."
Why are you throwing a tantrum so early in the morning?
Xie Ji didn't ask any further questions, thinking that they would see each other again soon, and if it was anything serious, he would have already told her.
So he continued to wash his face, and because Lu Xunji's hands were not in a convenient position, he wrung out a towel for Lu Xunji to wipe his face.
After the two finished tidying up, they went downstairs. Shang Yan sat in the living room, looked up at them, and said, "We've been waiting for you."
"What's wrong?" Xie Ji skipped downstairs and walked to Shang Yan's side. "What happened?"
" Young Field's project has been underway for two weeks now, so we can all come over for a meeting." Shang Yan adjusted his glasses, holding a folder in his hand. "Has everyone confirmed today that they don't have any particularly urgent tasks at hand?"
Xie Ji sat at the table, reached for a steamed bun, put it in his mouth, and waited for Shang Yan to speak.
His breeding sheds are almost finished, and the number of cattle, sheep, chickens, and ducks has reached the required quantity. Now all he needs to do is feed them and clean the sheds every day.
"Now that everyone's assigned areas are almost finished, we can move on to the next round of projects. The program's requirement is to create our own agritainment brand." Shang Yan tapped his fingers on the folder. "The first thing we need to do is come up with a name for our agritainment business. We can go to the relevant department to register the trademark today, and once the business license is approved, we can officially open for business."
The young masters each sat on the sofa.
Mu Yao and Ji Shi were used to starting their own businesses. As wealthy young men from their social class, they had to learn how to manage the family business from high school onwards and had also participated in project development with their family companies to varying degrees.
"Just pick any name." Ji Shi looked at Xie Ji, who had swallowed a boiled egg whole, and quickly handed him a glass of water to prevent him from choking. "The important thing is the upcoming publicity and public relations, the planning of the travel routes, and the improvement of the service experience. Also, we need to build a brand now, which requires a lot of start-up capital. The 500,000 from the production team isn't enough."
"Don't worry about that," Shang Yan said. "Thanks to Xie Ji for providing the pills, although the quantity is small, the high price meant the production team gave us all the profits from the pill sales as seed money... It should be around one million now."
"Cough cough cough cough--" Xie Ji coughed excitedly.
He provided the goods, but the listing, sales, and promotion were all handled by Shang Yan.
He glanced at the contract at the time. Although Young Field received a share of the profits, the percentage was very low, about 0.7%. The Shang Group took 60%, and the remaining 30% or so went to Xie Ji.
If Young Field's 0.7 has over a million, how much more money must be in his account?