The Crematorium’s Scum Gong Gets to Clock Off After Being Replaced 12

Chapter 12: Dog-Blood High Society

“Ninth Uncle, do you want some milk tea?”

“Ninth Uncle, look at this little panda eating roasted skewers.”

“Ninth Uncle, look at this dog, it can meow, hahahaha.”

“Ninth Uncle…”

“…”

Gu Xiu was like a little sparrow, chirping incessantly, leaning back and forth on the sofa, waving his hands and feet. Lu Shichen couldn’t bear it anymore and pressed his temples as he looked up.

Gu Xiu was happily playing on his phone, oblivious to the warning in his eyes. His strong desire to share was completely unaffected, and he laughed without a care in the world.

“Ninth Uncle, look…”

Lu Shichen was so annoyed that a fire was burning in his chest. But Gu Xiu was naturally clueless and slow to sense danger. The corners of his eyes curved as he looked at him and called out again, “Ninth Uncle…”

Lu Shichen’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He looked away, cleared his throat, and said pretentiously, “From now on, don’t always call me Ninth Uncle at the company. You’re here to work, so you have to be like everyone else and call me Chairman Lu.”

“Oh, okay.” Gu Xiu folded his flamboyant wings and became an obedient, mimicking parrot. “Chairman Lu, Chairman Lu.”

Lu Shichen’s expression stiffened for a moment. “I mean, in front of other employees.”

Gu Xiu nodded. “Mm, got it.”

“…”

Forget it.

After concluding that his nephew was missing a screw, Lu Shichen’s tolerance for him increased significantly.

Although Gu Xiu was only good at being annoying and causing trouble, the time spent with him was also a rare moment of relaxation in his rigorous and tense work.

Simply put, he didn’t have to use his brain.

Besides, Gu Xiu’s appearance was pleasing enough to the eye. No wonder so many netizens waited for his live stream at a fixed time every day.

It was almost twelve o’clock. Thinking that Gu Xiu must be hungry, Lu Shichen decisively put down his half-finished work and said to him, “Let’s go to the cafeteria for lunch together.”

After lunch, Lu Shichen returned to the office to continue working. Gu Xiu parted ways with him, humming a little tune under the shocked or envious gazes of the employees, and strolled to the pantry.

A floor-to-ceiling window offered a wide view, and the warm midday sun fell on the colorful beanbag chairs.

There were fruits and desserts on the long table. After confirming with a passing supervisor that they were free, Gu Xiu unceremoniously reached out and stuffed his pockets with instant coffee and small cookies.

The supervisor, holding a thermos, glanced at him again and again, and finally couldn’t help but ask, “Can you… eat all that by yourself?”

“It’s fine,” Gu Xiu said casually. “I can share with Chairman Lu.”

If he can’t finish it.

Gu Xiu, returning with a full load, went to the chairman’s office. The supervisor, on the other hand, quickly ran back to his desk, took out his phone, and started typing furiously.

The screens of several phones on the desks lit up one after another, buzzing.

[Slacking off with pay every day (10)]

—Chairman Lu and the Crown Prince had lunch together in the cafeteria. It’s the first time in two years I’ve seen Chairman Lu get off work on time to eat in the cafeteria [/666]

—Does Chairman Lu usually go out for lunch? Does he have time??

—nonono, he usually works overtime until one and just eats a boxed lunch… I’m just saying, don’t be fooled by Chairman Lu’s handsome appearance. Unfortunately, he has no zest for life [/shrug]

—Hahaha, @Yu Che, by the way, did Chairman Lu pay attention to you?

—[/smile][/smile][/smile]

—Latest news! The Crown Prince actually stuffed his pockets with a bunch of dark cookies that even dogs wouldn’t eat!! And he said he was going to give them to Chairman Lu!!!!

—amz… already sweating profusely

—LMAO, the Crown Prince is kinda cute

—Ah, doesn’t Chairman Lu hate sweets the most?

—They’re just distant relatives. Chairman Lu has already done his utmost. He finally gets a chance but doesn’t perform well. He should at least find out about Chairman Lu’s tastes.

—I feel like the Crown Prince is not far from being deposed.

—I’ll bet on two weeks. Anyone want to join?

As expected, the zestless Lu Shichen was working. Seeing Gu Xiu return, he immediately called out, “Gu Xiu, come here.”

I came back too early! Gu Xiu regretted it.

The room was warm. He was wearing only a white shirt, the end tucked into his simple-style trousers. The two legs of his well-ironed suit pants were bulging with something.

Lu Shichen glanced at him, then instructed him to look at the documents on the desk, introducing, “《Chronicles of the Morning Cloud》 is currently Huanya’s most important IP project. It’s a huge investment, and we plan to shoot a trilogy… There are more than a dozen important characters, each with their own merits. We plan to launch a young actor selection program, with no threshold, a national audition.”

Gu Xiu nodded as he listened, looking quite serious.

Lu Shichen looked at him suspiciously again and pulled out a character biography. “This is the information on the third male lead. He has a lot of scenes in all three movies. And here are the seven actors who have auditioned for this role, and their resumes.”

“Take a look, tell me who you think is suitable, who isn’t, and why.” After Lu Shichen finished speaking, he stood up from his chair and ordered, “Sit.”

Gu Shichen wasn’t polite either. He sat down in his chair and flipped through the documents on the desk.

He wouldn’t have known if he hadn’t looked.

The moment he looked, 007, which had been silent all day, suddenly appeared.

The small silver ball of light landed accurately on one of the resumes. Gu Xiu’s gaze moved over. A familiar photo, a young man with a clear and gentle smile and an innocent appearance, and a familiar name—

Jiang Yuan Yao.

007 said excitedly: 【The protagonist shou will successfully pass the audition and get this role. He’ll become a big hit when the movie is released next year! But the competition for this IP is fierce. The protagonist shou wouldn’t have been able to get it without the protagonist gong’s secret help…】

This plot had little to do with Gu Xiu.

He was just afraid that one accident would lead to another, creating a chain reaction. Being Lu Shichen’s assistant was the first accident, and living in Lu Shichen’s mansion was the second. If he said a few wrong words and caused the protagonist shou’s role to fall through, it would be bad.

He thought for a moment. He had the scum gong script, so he naturally couldn’t abuse his power to choose the protagonist shou.

After confirming the third male lead’s life story, Gu Xiu said, “He’s a prince whose country was destroyed. It’s too tragic, full of bitterness and deep hatred. I can’t tell who’s suitable just by looking at the photos and resumes. It would be difficult for an actor in their early twenties to portray that, right? We’ll have to see after the live audition.”

Lu Shichen raised an eyebrow. “I thought you would recommend Jiang Yuan Yao.”

“Of course I hope Yaoyao can get good resources, but didn’t you say the third male lead has a lot of scenes? What if he messes up this big project? Am I supposed to be responsible?” Gu Xiu comfortably shirked his responsibility and smiled at Lu Shichen. “Just let everyone audition according to the process, Ninth Uncle.”

This kid knew what was important.

Lu Shichen’s serious expression immediately relaxed, and the corners of his mouth were about to lift.

Gu Xiu suddenly corrected himself, “Oh, no… Chairman Lu.”

The corners of Lu Shichen’s mouth fell back down, and he seemed to want to say something but held back.

“Take another look, look at all of them.” Lu Shichen leaned against the desk and said to Gu Xiu below him, “I want to hear your analysis of this character and these actors. Just say whatever comes to mind. It’s okay if you’re wrong.”

Gu Xiu had no choice but to pull back his long legs and sit properly. He flipped through the resumes while tormenting his innocent hair in frustration.

“No hurry.”

Lu Shichen was extremely patient. Little did he know that the most intense pressure was him, the top boss standing beside him with his piercing eyes.

It was fine for Gu Xiu to read a novel, but he wasn’t very good with dense resumes. He gradually began to space out.

Besides, there was a menacing Lu Shichen beside him. They were very close, and he could smell the faint woody scent on him, the cold and distant air of a mountain forest in the early morning mist.

Lu Shichen propped one hand on the desk and pointed to the document in front of Gu Xiu with the other. “Look here…”

Rustle, rustle—

Lu Shichen frowned.

His good-for-nothing pastry nephew was eating snacks again, and he was getting bolder each time. While he was giving him work instructions, right under his nose, he blatantly…

…took out a handful of cookies from his bulging suit pants pocket.

Lu Shichen: “…”

“Mmph,” Gu Xiu bit into a cookie and said with a full mouth, “You were saying, Ninth Uncle.”

Lu Shichen took a deep breath. “Here…”

【Hiss…】 Gu Xiu listened while gasping in his mind, complaining wildly to 007. 【This cookie is too sweet, yuck. It’s cloyingly sweet. No wonder it’s free.】

Lu Shichen was engrossed in his work. “…This actor must have gotten inside information in advance and tailored his resume to our requirements.”

“That’s not the problem, but I have zero tolerance for resume fraud. So, he’s directly passed, no audition.”

A slight pause.

A sharp glare pierced the black head below, accompanied by two cold words: “Gu Xiu.”

“Hey,” Gu Xiu responded and looked up.

One standing, one sitting, one high, one low, separated by only a chest’s distance, their eyes met unexpectedly.

Lu Shichen was slightly stunned.

His hand was still on the edge of the desk, making the posture look… almost like an embrace.

Gu Xiu, in the embrace, moved first.

He struggled to swallow the piece of industrial saccharin in his mouth. His eyes darted around, and he revealed a smile that clearly held ill intentions. “Ninth Uncle, do you want a bite?”

Who would have thought that this guy was still thinking about eating? Lu Shichen let out a long breath and warned, “…Gu Xiu.”

Gu Xiu could read his expression but chose not to. He took out another cookie on his own. The golden and crispy cookie looked delicious, with a tempting milky aroma.

As for the real taste, only those who ate it would know.

Lu Shichen’s prim and proper appearance was really getting old. Gu Xiu had a new source of income and was not at all afraid to provoke the tiger. He raised his arm and held the cookie to Lu Shichen’s mouth.

“Have a taste.”

Anyway, Lu Shichen definitely wouldn’t eat it. The cunning smile in Gu Xiu’s eyes deepened, and his clear monolids crinkled into a narrow fold.

The standing man still had that cold and noble appearance, the depths of his smoke-gray eyes holding an unthawing frost.

He lowered his head, and his silver-rimmed half-frame glasses slid down to the middle of his nose.

And on the edge of his thin lips, because of his cousin-nephew’s messy eating, were a few cookie crumbs that were completely out of place with his identity.

This was almost a desecration, Gu Xiu thought. He should probably quit while he was ahead.

“If you don’t want to eat, then… uh.”

Before Gu Xiu could finish his sentence, his pupils suddenly constricted.

To his great surprise, even the 007 system was shocked into silence.

Lu Shichen suddenly opened his lips and bit into one end of the cookie.

The stunned Gu Xiu forgot to let go. Lu Shichen then added his tongue, using both his lips and tongue to snatch the cookie that was being held tightly.

Gu Xiu reacted as if he had been electrocuted.

The man’s wet and hot tongue had inadvertently licked his fingertips.