Feng Mang

57 This Time, It's Safe [Revised Ver.]

Translator: Polarbearadise

Proofreader: VitaSchaus

The next morning Han Dong sat up on his bed, then spent more than half an hour staring at those luxury gift boxes at the door. Wang Zhong Ding's words that were delivered to him through Feng Jun kept running in his head: If you have personal grudges then find him to vent your feelings, don't use your acting career to trample on as your expense.

Indeed, Han Dong also felt he couldn't continue to behave foolishly.

He decided to put aside personal grudges and listen to brother Wang's advice; he is a man, he should be brave and sagacious and have enough foresight to make wise choices. Since this is the problem existing in the emotional plane, then he should begin with all aspects of life. venting personal grudges? Let's vent them to the fullest. You think your father won't dare to?

Article One: Don't like to eat smelly food, especially Chinese toon.

Regarding this point, Han Dong was just the opposite of Wang Zhong Ding, he especially loved to eat Chinese toon. He remembered when he first came to Beijing, he rented a one-story house in the outer suburbs, the next door neighbor happened to plant a Chinese toon tree in their courtyard, because outsiders stole the new tender leaves of Chinese toon every year, therefore Han Dong sprinkled a lot of white flour on the tree to imitate pesticide, since then he became the only one who stole it.

Through observation, Han Dong found that Wang Zhong Ding rarely went home at noon, he would occasionally go out to attend social events, most of the time he would settle for dining at the company's canteen. He had to use an express elevator to get from the office to the canteen, Wang Zhong Ding usually went down to buy food by himself, unless he was too busy and was unable to stand on his feet, only then he would have someone to bring it up.

This noon, Wang Zhong Ding went to buy food as usual. As soon as he got on the elevator, he then heard someone calling him from behind.

"Wait!"

A figure hurriedly squeezed in, together with a waft of a strong smell, in the split second it took for the elevator door to close, the smell was firmly locked in this small confined space.

Han Dong was standing next to Wang Zhong Ding holding a portion of tofu mixed with Chinese toon; compared to his previous hostile attitude, this time Han Dong for the first time opened his mouth to greet him, blowing out a mouthful of Chinese toon-scented air.

"Chief Wang, what a coincidence!"

Wang Zhong Ding caught a pungent scent, he slightly furrowed his brows as he silently took a step aside and said with a cold and indifferent tone of voice, " As I recall, the canteen never sells Chinese toon."

"I didn't buy it from the canteen, I bought it elsewhere and mixed it myself," Han Dong said while mixing it, letting the fragrance spread more thoroughly, moreover, when mixing it he even moved close to Wang Zhong Ding's side.

Wang Zhong Ding was smothered in the smell of Chinese toon, it got so bad that his complexion worsened, "If you bought it from outside, why did you run here? Isn't there an elevator by the entrance?"

Because I want to stink you up ah......A little rascal hidden inside Han Dong's stomach was jumping back and forth.

"There are too many people in that elevator, one always has to wait in line to get in, this elevator is rather secluded."

Just as Han Dong finished speaking, his body then shook violently along with the elevator, the Chinese toon in the lunchbox nearly got Wang Zhong Ding's clothes dirty, at which point, Wang Zhong Ding quickly dodged it to avoid a calamity.

But at that moment the elevator stopped, and all around them sank in complete darkness.

"What's going on?" Han Dong frantically pressed the alarm. Confronted by an unexpected event, he was panic-stricken and made too profound conclusions, his voice even trembled, "Will it suddenly fall......fall down ah?"

Wang Zhong Ding, however, was calmly appeasing him, "It's alright, it should be a power outage."

Han Dong quietly waited a moment, when he felt the elevator doesn't have any abnormal change, he then could set his heart at ease and continued eating his tofu mixed with Chinese toon.