Chapter 56: Stay One Meter Away from Everyone Except Me

Chapter 56: Keep One Meter Away from Everyone Except Me

The morning workload was not heavy. Fu Zhichen happened to glance up and look outside.

Secretary Mei Moyu was leaning close to his steward's neck, sniffing once on the left and once on the right.

From Fu Zhichen's angle, he could only see the back of Mei Moyu's head, and the steward's troubled expression as Mei Moyu leaned in.

The posture was intimate, yet the steward didn't refuse.

Tsk. He was annoyed.

Song Jiang was baffled at Fu Zhichen's stern words.

What had he done? Was even an employee's right to free speech being taken away now?

"President Fu, we were just talking about laundry detergent." He wasn't lying. "Mei Moyu said the scent on my clothes smells very nice and asked me for the same brand."

Fu Zhichen looked at him like he was interrogating a criminal, clearly not believing him. "Steward Song, it seems you have too much leisure time."

"Discussing non-work matters during work hours—looks like your workload isn't enough."

The sky was falling. His slacking off had finally been discovered, hadn't it?

Song Jiang hurriedly dashed forward in one swift step, stopping right in front of Fu Zhichen, almost kneeling as he waved his hands in denial. "No, no, that's not it!"

"President Fu, please let me explain!"

Fu Zhichen didn't respond. He lightly tapped his fingers on the desk, looking like he was waiting to see how Song Jiang would spin the story.

"President Fu, we really were just talking about laundry detergent. Slacker Bro said the scent on me is exactly the same as yours."

As he spoke, Song Jiang shifted, tugging at his collar and sniffing himself, then continued, "He asked if I'd secretly used your cologne."

"President Fu, if you don't believe me, take a sniff." Song Jiang unbuttoned his shirt, pulled open the collar, and leaned in without hesitation.

Beneath his collar was a pale collarbone; the tilt of his head made his already slender neck look even more attractive.

Fu Zhichen took a light sniff. After confirming it was his own scent, his brow relaxed slightly.

He wondered what the steward's reaction would be if he took a bite there.

"Steward Song, from now on, don't get so close to others. Better keep a one-meter distance."

Fu Zhichen's breath tickled his neck as he spoke, and Song Jiang couldn't help but pull back his neck.

One meter? That's too close, isn't it? He actually wanted to keep ten meters away from the president!

Buttoning up his shirt, Song Jiang asked, "President Fu, then what about my work?"

As long as his salary wasn't deducted, everything was fine!

Fu Zhichen placed a hand on Song Jiang's shoulder and said casually, "Your job is to accompany me. Keep one meter away from everyone except me."

Fu Zhichen raised an eyebrow at him. "Understood?"

What kind of CEO clause was this?

It was even more overbearing than Trump!

Song Jiang unconsciously touched the back of his neck. "President Fu, my social distance isn't part of the contract, is it?"

Fu Zhichen wasn't annoyed. "Steward Song, but my safety is in the contract."

"These days, there are all kinds of shady people everywhere, carrying who knows how many germs and viruses."

Fu Zhichen looked at him seriously and said, "And you eat and live with me every day. If you pick up something you shouldn't..."

"If it gets passed to me, the consequences are something you can't afford."

To Song Jiang, this was sheer threat.

This is a harmonious society—where are all these 'shady people' and 'viruses' coming from?

The biggest poison in the whole novel was the president himself!

The president had zero self-awareness!

Gritting his teeth, Song Jiang said, "President Fu, do I need to disinfect with alcohol every day from now on?"

Dammit! Dammit! Dammit!

Speaking of disinfection, the memories of the pandemic in his original world were still vivid!

Fu Zhichen nodded approvingly. "Steward Song, for once you have such awareness today."

What the hell!

Thank goodness this was just a novel. If this were real life, someone like the president would have been drowned in a sea of spit long ago!

Just as Song Jiang was glaring fiercely at Fu Zhichen,

his stomach growled at the most inconvenient time. Great timing, stomach.

Fu Zhichen looked slightly surprised and parted his lips.

"Steward Song, is your digestive system on a rocket?"

"Didn't you just eat a meat bun two hours ago? How is it already digested?"

Maybe he hadn't eaten it at all.

Since the topic had come up, Song Jiang felt he had to speak up for his own safety!

In the most serious tone he could muster, Song Jiang said, "President Fu, didn't you say the meat buns were made from rat meat?"

So why did he still make him buy them!

The steward looked like a cat showing its claws and hissing.

Fu Zhichen took one look and understood what the steward was trying to ask.

He had been busy recently, not only with the acquisition of the Ye Corporation but also, after multiple inspections, he acquired a breakfast shop.

The cook there was someone he had poached from a five-star hotel at great expense, and he could be completely confident in the ingredient selection.

He acquired the breakfast shop for no other reason than that during this period of feeding the steward, the steward had gained quite a bit of weight.

Especially around the waist, which felt soft to the touch. At night, holding him was even better than the little dog he used to have.

He couldn't help but say, "Steward Song, I'm the owner of that meat bun shop. Do you think with my assets I can't afford to buy pork?"

"..."

These words left Song Jiang speechless for a few seconds.

On one hand, he felt relieved that Mei Moyu hadn't eaten rat meat.

On the other hand, given the CEO's wealth, the cost of a pig wasn't even a rounding error in his bank account.

However, the CEO's acquisition of a breakfast shop was pretty absurd.

Would the CEO's business empire even care about the measly profit from making buns?

Song Jiang voiced his confusion.

Fu Zhichen gave him an expression that said, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you,"

"Steward Song, diversifying across industries—this is what I call challenging myself."

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