MAPF Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Black Card, He Qin Gives a Like

Chapter 27 Black Card, He Qin Gives a Like

In short, this bizarre conversation further shattered He Qin’s image in Wang Gugu’s mind.

He Qin threatened her not to tell anyone else about their conversation tonight, especially Bai An. Wang Gugu was unwilling. He Qin leisurely rolled up his sleeves, “Then you’ll be permanently removed from my class reunions.”

He Qin’s class reunions were filled with handsome men and beautiful women, Zhou Ze being one of them. Wang Gugu’s last relationship was three years ago, and now she was also a single young woman eager for love, going with He Qin every time to feast her eyes.

Hearing this, Wang Gugu immediately surrendered to He Qin: “Hey, don’t, don’t, don’t! I promise I won’t say anything, I don’t know anything, okay? How about this, next time at the reunion, you bring Xie Shiwei along. I want to see with my own eyes if he’s really changed as much as you say.”

“We’ll see, depends on whether he wants to go.”

Wang Gugu drawled “Oh yo,” bumping He Qin’s shoulder: “So considerate, tell me the truth, are you starting to like him a little?”

“How is that possible.” He Qin lowered his eyes, playing with the car keys in his hand.

Wang Gugu said, “I didn’t think you’d be that blind. Alright, that’s it for tonight, remember what I said, find a time to arrange a get-together for me and Xie Shiwei.”

The two of them went to the front desk to pay the bill. He Qin took out his black card. A heavily made-up young boy suddenly appeared from nowhere, bumping into He Qin, and said coyly, “Ouch, ouch, I bumped into him and it hurts so much, can this handsome guy heal my wounds?”

He Qin still hadn’t taken off his ring, silently raising his hand, the wedding ring on his ring finger emitting a dazzling light.

Wang Gugu chimed in: “He’s married.”

The little boy walked away, swaying his hips in disappointment.

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The chirping of birds outside the window in the early morning woke Xie Shiwei.

He Qin had already left. On the bedside table was the medicine he had prepared for him, a peeled candy, and a handwritten instruction on how to take the medicine.

He Qin’s handwriting was a combination of cursive and semi-cursive script, forceful and penetrating, his writing as imposing and oppressive as the man himself.

Xie Shiwei took the medicine, wrapped himself in a jacket, and went downstairs in his electric wheelchair, driving around the garden. The wheelchair He Qin bought was extremely high-end, even equipped with a mobile tablet.

The breakfast cart was wheeled out from the kitchen. Xie Shiwei picked a bowl of white fungus and red date soup and two crystal vermicelli vegetarian pancakes, eating and watching a city idol drama, feeling as happy as ascending to heaven.

After he finished eating, Butler Wang instructed people to clear away the tableware, kneading Xie Shiwei’s shoulders and back, saying that he wanted to hear the young master describe the rescue in detail.

Unable to refuse the enthusiastic invitation, Xie Shiwei began to describe it.

Butler Wang listened with increasing excitement and sentimentality, hugging Xie Shiwei’s head with teary eyes, patting him lovingly, salty tears falling into Xie Shiwei’s lemonade.

Xie Shiwei, being choked by Butler Wang, silently signaled the nearby chef to change his tea.

As soon as Butler Wang left, Zhang Yingjun called for a video chat.

Xie Shiwei answered, and Zhang Yingjun’s large face instantly filled the entire screen, making the small him in the lower right corner look very weak.

The network was bad on the other end, constantly lagging. Xie Shiwei took the opportunity to switch himself to the big screen, turning his head left and right to admire himself.

He looked very good today too, his pale, small v-shaped face slightly unwell, like a flower in the wind, making people feel pity.

Xie Shiwei touched his chin, wishing he could go out right now with this face and feign injury to attract muscular men.

The network finally cleared, and Zhang Yingjun waved frantically, shouting heartrendingly, “Little Weiwei, you’re still alive! That’s great! Wuwuwu!”

Xie Shiwei: “…I don’t think I was ever dead.”

Zhang Yingjun cried loudly: “Last night I dreamed that you were crushed to death by an exhibition board, I went to your funeral, and my eyes were all swollen from crying, look, it’s so ugly!”

Xie Shiwei switched Zhang Yingjun back to the big screen, seeing two red, swollen eyes.

“Still have a bit of charm.” He commented, “Don’t worry, I’m really not dead, I can eat, drink, and sleep, stop thinking about these things.”

Zhang Yingjun smiled gratefully: “Okay, I knew it, Little Weiwei, you’re the best, you definitely wouldn’t leave me and die first, when the day comes, we’ll die together.”

Xie Shiwei: ……

Zhang Yingjun also cared about Xie Shiwei’s physical condition, learning that he had to rest for a month, and said he would go to the temple to pray for Xie Shiwei.

Xie Shiwei exited the chat with Zhang Yingjun, and found that his WeChat messages had exploded.

All of them were asking him about the rescue, treating him like a national hero. He Qin’s parents even sent large red envelopes directly.

Xie Shiwei didn’t accept the red envelopes, and laboriously replied to a hundred people. Opening his Moments, he saw Xie Tian’an forwarding the news about him, with a flood of comments saying “Like father, like son.”

Naturally, Chen Ning wouldn’t lag behind in this kind of thing either, pinching her orchid fingers and forwarding the news to the company group, a group of senior executives replying that they had forwarded it.

Xie Shiwei couldn’t take it anymore, afraid that if this continued, the media would come for interviews. He hurriedly told Xie Tian’an that he wanted to keep a low profile.

Xie Tian’an replied with a thumbs up, issuing an order to stop forwarding, commenting under his own Moments post: “My son wants me to keep a low profile, fellow colleagues and friends, no need to forward it anymore!”

Xie Shiwei wiped his sweat, reluctantly posting a Moments post, saying that he hoped everyone would give him and the rescued girl some space, and not over-sensationalize the incident.

Within a few minutes, He Qin gave a like.

Xie Shiwei looked at the small profile picture, feeling a bit disoriented.

A month ago, He Qin couldn’t wait to strangle him, but now he could give him a like.

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At noon, Xie Tian’an and Chen Ning came to see Xie Shiwei, bringing many tonics. After eating lunch, they chatted harmoniously in the living room.

Xie Tian’an’s attitude towards Xie Shiwei could be described as a complete 180-degree turn, pinching his son’s cheek fat with utmost tenderness, instructing him to take good care of his health, and not to rush with work.

Chen Ning seemed to be listening attentively, smiling gently, but her thoughts had already flown to the Pacific Ocean, wondering when to go on vacation to Tahiti and spend all the money Xie Tian’an gave her last time.

Before leaving, Xie Tian’an gave Xie Shiwei a black card: “Shiwei, you didn’t understand things before, and Dad didn’t dare to give you a card with unlimited spending, but now you know what you’re doing, and I’m relieved. From now on, swipe the card for anything you want to buy.”

Xie Shiwei took the card and thanked Xie Tian’an.

The card body was all black, with gold-painted numbers, something he never dared to imagine getting before.

After Xie Tian’an and Chen Ning left, Xie Shiwei locked the card in the safe.

Although he wanted to live the extravagant life of a rich second generation every day, it was all just talk.

He had principles, and he wasn’t the original Xie Shiwei. He couldn’t and shouldn’t enjoy this fatherly love, and could only go to work as soon as possible to earn money himself.

No sooner said than done, Xie Shiwei quickly asked Xie Tian’an’s secretary for more company documents, asking him what aspects of the work he could learn about in advance.

The secretary went to consult Xie Tian’an, who was very touched, planning to let Xie Shiwei start from the simplest sales position, like Chen Ning.

“Chairman Xie,” the secretary pushed up his glasses, “I remember that the social responsibility department of the branch company and He Xin Technology are planning to jointly launch a public welfare project. Why not let Shiwei start with project planning, and then rotate to the sales department? This way, Mr. He and Shiwei can have more contact and deepen their relationship.”

Xie Tian’an praised the secretary for being so considerate: “Just do it that way.”

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Planning was Xie Shiwei’s old profession. He perked up, huddling in his room to carefully study the proposal.

The project was sponsored by He Xin Technology, and organized by the Xie Shi Group’s Technology Port branch and the Xie Family Foundation. The goal was to send technological products to welfare institutions with outdated equipment, and conduct promotion and publicity.

The technological products were mainly the miniature portable VR devices that He Xin Technology planned to launch on the market, along with some projectors, robotic vacuum cleaners, dishwashers, etc., from Xie Shi’s side.

The more Xie Shiwei looked at it, the more he felt that the project was too utilitarian, just to write news and create gimmicks, without much practical significance.

When he was making a living alone as a child, he only felt that having enough to eat, wearing suitable clothes, and having money to buy necessities were the most urgent needs.

This kind of technological product that floated above life, he wouldn’t even look at it if it was given to him for free, unless he could sell it second-hand.

With this suspicion in mind, Xie Shiwei endured his sleepiness and immediately sought He Qin to discuss it when he came home.

He Qin had changed into casual clothes, losing his usual oppressive aura, and sat lazily on the sofa, asking, “Xie Shiwei, do you know about orphans, do you know about orphanages?”

Xie Shiwei especially wanted to say that he understood, but could only slowly shake his head.

He Qin said, “Many orphanages lack resources, and the children can only barely survive, let alone live a good life. Maybe many people, like you, think that these places only need firewood, rice, oil, salt, and enough to eat and wear, but that’s not the case.”

“Before, occasionally wealthy people would come to visit us. We weren’t interested in the luxury goods they wore, and we didn’t have a concept of them, but we would be attracted to their smartphones, watches, and glasses. These novel little things were the most direct representation of another world to us, allowing us to see a glimmer of something different from our daily repetitive lives.”

“You were born into a wealthy family, and you take these things for granted. Many ordinary families can also afford them, but in orphanages, no one will actively donate these things, and the children have no way to access technology and science.”

“The only thing I want to do by doing this is to let them know that these things aren’t the monopoly of children with parents, they also have the right to try, and can even become creators in this field by studying hard.”

Xie Shiwei listened with his chin propped up, his long eyelashes fluttering with his breathing, admitting that He Qin was very right, and that his own realm was indeed a bit low. Suddenly, he thought of Xiaoyue again, and asked He Qin how she was doing.

“She hasn’t had surgery yet, she’ll be hospitalized for observation for a week first.”

“You only sponsored one child?”

“I sponsor all the children in the Black Mountain Orphanage at the same level, but Xiaoyue has congenital hearing loss and needs special care, and she has the most contact with me. After she has surgery and recovers, I’ll bring her to see you.”

Xie Shiwei smiled: “Okay.”

He Qin prepared to go to sleep, getting up and walking towards the theater room, but turned his head at the door: “I have a class reunion at the beginning of next month, Zhou Ze is also going. I remember you wanted to thank him in person, would you like to go with me?”

Xie Shiwei instantly opened his eyelids, which had become heavy with sleepiness: “Yes!”