My Life with Narration-Chapter 238 - 237: You’re So Flashy
Since Wang Xing stopped being a pushover, not only did his intelligence increase, but he also became quite shameless, losing all sense of propriety. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
For the sake of a few girls, he was even willing to shamelessly call himself 'daddy'.
The last time he heard someone call him 'daddy' was back in college, but it wasn't from Liu Shuzhu, it was from his college roommate.
In college, to get a meal, one dorm would have one 'daddy' and three 'sons'; they took turns being the 'daddy' and the 'sons'.
In conclusion, Wang Xing's moral integrity is now completely gone; he hung up the phone, content to wait for news in the evening.
In the afternoon, Su Qing found the narrator trio and asked them where they bought their stockings. She also asked about a few brands and then confidently found the errand boy to buy a pile of them.
It wasn't for any other reason, but because he got paid, and he had to repay Dahuang's debt.
His salary wasn't small, even after taxes he got twenty-three thousand, which included Dahuang's base salary and his share from side jobs.
For more than a month, Dahuang had torn through many of the company's girls' black stockings.
Although ordinary stockings weren't very expensive, with the cheap ones at ten to eight yuan and the more expensive ones at twenty to thirty yuan, breaking too many adds up to a considerable expense.
Of course, the narrator trio's initial Balenciaga stockings were counterfeit, as genuine ones costing over a thousand yuan each aren't affordable for the average worker.
However, Shen Yi's set seemed genuine, but he didn't plan on compensating her, after all, she was rich.
In the afternoon, he grabbed Dahuang by the neck and dragged it out of the publicity department, then hung an enormous shopping bag around its neck and told it to deliver to those girls on behalf of individuals.
He didn't have the face to deliver them himself; whoever messed them up should deal with it themselves.
And when the receptionist in the first-floor lobby received the stockings from Dahuang, she gave him a flirtatious look, which scared him into a shiver.
Honestly, you couldn't blame the girl for misunderstanding; stockings are personal items, and who normally gives those as gifts!
Primarily, this girl was a stocking enthusiast, likely because as a receptionist, she needed to wear them for work. During this month alone, Dahuang had torn through a dozen pairs of hers.
As a man, Su Qing didn't know the price of women's stockings and was too embarrassed to buy the really cheap ones, so he aimed for the 20 yuan range.
In other words, for the receptionist alone, he coughed up over three hundred yuan.
Next was Zhao Lei from the planning department, several young ladies from the business department, and finally the girls in their own department, especially the narrator trio, who were also undoubtedly stocking enthusiasts.
Initially, everyone felt a bit shy, but after learning about Dahuang's salary, they accepted it without guilt and even jokingly suggested Dahuang treat them to a meal.
"Phew~ finally done, I'm exhausted!" Su Qing slumped in his chair, unwilling to move, though at least the room was air-conditioned.
Despite Dahuang's happiness when licking people's stockings as a pushover, it didn't want to budge when delivering them, needing a kick from Su Qing to move an inch.
Of course, he mainly needed to take pictures as material; this was his job, and updates couldn't be interrupted.
Hearing this, the girls in the office looked at Dahuang slumped at his feet and couldn't help but giggle, Zhang Xiao said, "If I'd known Dahuang was so responsible, I'd have bought authentic Balenciaga stockings next time!"
"Exactly, even I, who don't wear stockings, want to buy two pairs now!"
In response, Su Qing quickly clasped his hands together in a plea: "Please, spare me, I really can't afford it!"
"Just a few pairs of stockings, is it that big of a deal?" Sun Mumu pouted from the side.
Hearing this, Su Qing gave her a sidelong glance and said under his breath, "What do you know? I spent 1,400 yuan just on black stockings today, and with the errands, it's 1,500. You tell me if it's a big deal!"
"Really? That much?"
"What do you think? And that's not even all of it, good thing your stockings aren't too expensive. If they were the over-a-thousand-yuan-a-pair ones, even selling my soul wouldn't cover it."
A single pair of stockings doesn't cost that much, but it adds up with quantity. The main consumers were the first-floor receptionist, the narrator trio, and Zhao Lei from the publicity department. These people often interacted with Dahuang and wore black, naturally consuming a lot.
Feng Yan also had a few pairs torn, but she didn't require compensation from Dahuang, since not all of them were its fault.
The business department, human resources, and finance department girls had fewer instances, they were like individual customers.
There were also many worn by models during outside shoots, but everyone had a working relationship, and it was hard to track them down after shooting, so no compensation was needed.
Plus, the models' outfits were presumably provided by the production as consumable props, so he felt quite at ease with that.
His reluctance to take advantages was perfectly displayed.
The news of Dahuang making reparations by giving the company girls stockings spread quickly, and soon, girls intentionally wandered in front of Dahuang in stockings. All of a sudden, there were a lot more girls in the company wearing stockings. It wasn't really about the stockings; they just wanted to experience Dahuang's black stockings delivery.
Sitting in the office, Shen Yi raised her long skirt, looking at her smooth and straight legs and fell into contemplation, thinking about getting a few pairs to wear herself.
Before getting off work, Lin Miaomiao wanted to treat everyone to dinner to thank them for their concern. However, Feng Yan had a date that evening and couldn't come, and Cui Rong had a blind date and couldn't attend either, but the rest could make it.
At five in the afternoon, when the company got off work, everyone headed downstairs noisily. From a distance, Su Qing spotted Wang Xing with his ostentatious appearance.
His hair neatly styled, wearing a loose plaid shirt, paired with his height, he did look quite the part.
Su Qing approached, scrutinizing for a while without saying a word.
"So, how do I look? Am I handsome or what? Who else can compare!" Wang Xing whispered while making signals with his eyes, waving to Lin Miaomiao and others behind him.
After a long pause, Su Qing finally squeezed out a sentence:
"You're such a showoff!"
Wang Xing:...
"Get out of here, you're just jealous!"
"Me? Jealous of you? Alright, whatever makes you happy!" Su Qing said helplessly, not sure how he had the audacity to say such things.
"Well... um, thank you!"
Behind him, Lin Miaomiao, blushing, thanked Wang Xing nervously, after all, he was the one who carried her out.
She was too scared and too anxious at the time, and even after spending an entire evening together, she forgot to say thank you until after Wang Xing left.
"Oh, it was nothing, no big deal at all!" Wang Xing bragged, completely forgetting how reluctant he looked back then.
At that moment, upon hearing that it was Wang Xing who carried Lin Miaomiao to the ambulance, the girls present looked at him differently, showering him with praise.
"Hey, I should show my ex-boyfriend what it means to be a real man," Qin Shuang gave a thumbs-up.
Zhang Xiao nodded, "Of course, the most important thing for a man is responsibility. That drinking session last time wasn't for nothing. Today, our sisters will thank you properly with a drink."
Even the straightforward Sun Mumu tiptoed to pat Wang Xing on the shoulder, saying in a mature manner, "Well done, young man, I accept you as my brother now. Don't look at me like that, you know Li Zijun, right? My classmate and roommate, you're classmates with Little Su, calling me sister is natural. I'll introduce you to a girlfriend!"
At the first part, Wang Xing looked bemused, even casting an inquiring glance at Su Qing. But when he heard that Sun Mumu wanted to set him up, he lit up.
"Sis, you really are my dear sister! That's great, I truly don't have a girlfriend right now. I'd appreciate any help you can give, dear sisters!"
This shameless display made Su Qing want to smack him, wondering how a normal person could suddenly turn so shameless.
A shameless dog? Is this the evolution or devolution of a pushover?
"Qingzi, what are you looking at? Let's go, Sister Sun and the others are waiting!"
Su Qing: #￥￥%...&*
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