Becoming a Billionaire after Divorce-Chapter 708 - 260: Secretary Huang Han, Five-Star Strategy Difficulty (Part 2)
More than a dozen waiters served two people there.
Sun Dasheng remained as still as a mountain, with a calm demeanor.
Huang Han, however, was a little uneasy. Why? Because she had never seen such a scene before.
She kept secretly glancing at the boss, feeling a strange sense: Isn’t this an old landlord from the past, rather than a boss?
This meal felt as if she had entered the world of "Dream of the Red Chamber."
Did she also become the young mistress of the Jia Mansion?
Ah! Ugh! What are you thinking, Huang Han?
As a promising youth in the 21st century, how could you have such feudal thoughts?
She quickly despised herself a few times, but then under the meticulous service of the waiters, she felt a bit like floating again.
Being served feels so good.
No wonder the heroines in women’s novels who travel back to ancient times always dream of becoming an Imperial Concubine, Crown Princess Consort, or Princess.
Compared to the male protagonists in men’s novels, who live with their heads on the line plotting rebellions every day, the lives of those women’s novel heroines are clearly more comfortable.
Who doesn’t know how to lay flat?
When she thought of lying flat, Huang Han’s face inexplicably turned red.
Ugh! Who wants to lie flat, shameless!
"What’s wrong with you? Why is your face red?" Sun Dasheng, beside her, asked with concern: "These are all local Shanghai City dishes without chili, they shouldn’t be spicy."
This sentence made Huang Han blush even more, and she lowered her head.
Her voice also became a bit weak: "Well..."
Sun Dasheng immediately asked with concern: "Is there something wrong with your body? Did you catch a cold? Or have a fever?"
He immediately placed the back of his hand on her forehead.
It felt a bit hot, so he quickly said: "Let’s go to the hospital for a check-up."
Huang Han wouldn’t agree to this; she knew clearly what her problem was, so she stood up and said: "I’ll go to the restroom."
Then, with the guidance of a waiter, she hurriedly ran off.
....
After a while, it was evident that she had washed her face several times with clear water in the restroom.
Because her makeup was gone.
Without makeup, but in Sun Dasheng’s eyes, she appeared even more beautiful.
Of course, this beauty wasn’t in the objective sense, but in Sun Dasheng’s subjective perception.
Moreover, her overall state improved a lot, and her complexion returned to normal.
"Are you all right now?" Sun Dasheng asked.
"I’m fine, much better." Huang Han gracefully sat back down.
But under his careful observation, it seemed she sat a bit farther from her previous seat.
Is she... avoiding me?
Sun Dasheng was a bit puzzled.
The moves that worked every time with other women somehow didn’t have the same effect on her.
What exactly happened in the restroom? What caused such a big change in her?
As an experienced player in the world of romance, he knew that she had been somewhat moved by him earlier.
But... ever since she went to the restroom, she calmed down immediately.
It seems that the difference between highly intelligent women and ordinary women is this: they tend to become rational easily, calm down easily, and when the opportunity is fleeting, if they don’t seize it, it becomes difficult afterward.
Although Sun Dasheng felt a bit regretful, it piqued his interest even more.
Challenges are what make things fun.
Now, he found himself less interested in women who could be embraced with just a wave.
One could say his threshold for women was getting higher and higher.
At this moment, he kinda understood why those mischievous brats in costume dramas would brazenly snatch women under broad daylight.
He never understood when watching dramas before: You have so much money at home, why not get any kind of woman? Why do illegal things?
It turned out that it wasn’t about not being able to get them, but having so many women readily available before made him numb.
The women they obtain through normal means no longer satisfy their interest.
So there are all kinds of unimaginable actions that might seem reckless to ordinary people.
Of course, Sun Dasheng, who lives under the red flag, naturally doesn’t dare to do anything illegal.
He now feels his threshold has significantly increased, so he wants to challenge something difficult, but of course, it’s all legal and voluntary.
"Are you full?" Sun Dasheng asked as he looked at the large table of leftover dishes.
Huang Han nodded somewhat embarrassedly: "I haven’t had much appetite lately, I can’t eat much, it’s a bit wasteful."
Then she made a request, "I wonder if the dishes here can be packed to take away?"
Oh, this is a good life habit, Sun Dasheng certainly wouldn’t refuse, even if it wasn’t allowed here, he’d find a way, so he directly instructed the boss to pack it up.
The boss hesitated a bit, because it really wasn’t allowed to pack here, but he did it anyway, why? Because they were paid so well.
For the sake of the money, he’s willing to make an exception this time.
Watching Huang Han’s proficient packing movements, he curiously asked, "Is it for your family? Should we ask the boss to make a new portion?"
Huang Han immediately refused: "It’s not for my family, our home is over in Kunshan, you know that, right?"
"If I lived at home, commuting to and from work every day would take a few hours, it’s not worth it, so I rented a place near the company, but you know the rent here in Shanghai City is too high, it’s unaffordable for one person, so I found a roommate to share with." Seeing the boss’s odd look, she felt the need to explain: "The roommate is a colleague of my mentor’s during his PhD, she works nearby at Xiehe Hospital."
"Oh, that’s nice." Sun Dasheng nodded with satisfaction.
He knows she graduated with a PhD in medicine.
Why she didn’t go to a hospital after getting her medical PhD is a long story.
Anyway, she didn’t go.
They paid the bill.
Sun Dasheng looked at his watch, "There are still two hours of lunch break left, I’ll take you home."
"Yes, just in time to put the food in the refrigerator, so my roommate and I can have an extra meal tonight." Huang Han said with a smile.
...
Pioneer District.
White-collar district.
According to Huang Han, the monthly rent for a two-bedroom apartment here is over twenty thousand, it’s not affordable for the average person.
Only the top white-collar workers in Shanghai City can afford to rent here.
So the people living here generally have high standards.
Of course, it’s not that a high salary means high personal standards, but rather everyone is quite mindful under mutual restraint, at least they present a good facade to outsiders.
"Just come in, no need to take off your shoes." Huang Han said as she opened the door.
"Okay."
But suddenly a voice came from inside, "Who is it?"
Sun Dasheng clearly saw a moment of panic flash across Huang Han’s face: "You’re not on duty at the hospital?"
Thud, thud, thud...
The sound of slippers approached, and a lazy woman, rubbing her eyes, appeared in the living room. Her appearance could only be described as ’beauty attracts like.’ She was still quite pretty.
With a certain detached elegance of a white lab coat.
"Huang Han, who is this, have you got a boyfriend?" The woman’s surprise made her instantly sober up a lot, she gave Sun Dasheng a thorough once-over and exclaimed: "Such a handsome guy, be honest, how long has this been going on?"
"Wang Xin, what are you talking about?" Huang Han became anxious, "This is my boss."
"Heh... do you think I believe that? Hmph! Woman, your name is deceit." Wang Xin walked over and tickled her, "Be honest, how long has your secret romance been going on? How did I not notice at all?"
"You’ve hidden it from me so well, I thought you were going to stay single with me forever."
"Ah, let go, what are you doing?" Fortunately, she had already handed the packed food over to Sun Dasheng before opening the door, otherwise, it would have spilled everywhere.
After teasing for a while, Wang Xin noticed something was wrong, the man’s reaction was too abnormal, he stood there with a calm face, smiling at both of them, and his gaze was like that of her hospital leaders, right... that kind of ’caring for the befuddled’ look.
Instinctively, she was taken aback, and she leaned close to her friend and whispered: "Is he really your boss?"
Huang Han replied irritably: "Of course, why would I lie?"
"Huh?" Wang Xin, being a smart Qingbei alumnus, quickly apologized to Sun Dasheng: "Sorry for the misunderstanding."
Then, noticing the large packages in his hands, she quickly moved to help: "Oh dear, you’re here, but you didn’t have to bring so many gifts, really too kind, come on in..."
"Huang Han, hurry up and invite your boss inside to sit down, I’ve got some good tea from my mentor in my room, be quick, go make some tea for the boss."
A series of smooth moves, very slick.
