The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

Zhao Jun was busy in the kitchen. The cell phone in his pocket kept ringing. He had no choice but to go to the bathroom.

When I picked up the phone, a sharp female voice came from the other end: "Zhao Jun, where the hell have you been? Did you get the money?"

"I'm still busy. I'll settle the bill when I'm done." The weekend finally came and Zhao Jun came out to do a part-time job. Before the work was finished, Li Chunlan had already set her eyes on the money.

"How could it take so long? Did you take the money and go out to fool around? Your brother still has a fever and has no money to see a doctor!"

Zhao Jun's voice suddenly turned cold: "No money? Where is the 50,000 yuan compensation in the card a few days ago?"

"Where did you get the fifty thousand? You've already spent all your scholarship!"

"Did you give him the money to gamble again?"

Li Chunlan suddenly choked up and stammered, unable to utter a word. Zhao Jun could faintly hear a child crying on the other end of the line.

"If you can use the money to gamble, why can't you leave some for Zhao Ji to go to the hospital? You can take care of it yourself. I won't give you a penny of my money!"

"Hey! You're rebelling, you little brat! Stop crying..." The phone was hung up, and Li Xianglan's unpleasant and sharp voice was blocked.

Zhao Jun was thinking about how much money he could get today, plus the money he had saved from various sources, he should be able to get through this semester.

Special admissions students are exempt from tuition and miscellaneous fees, and can choose one of free accommodation and scholarships, but all of them were exchanged for cash by Li Chunlan, and the money should be enough to apply for accommodation.

Thinking of this, he left a message to his class teacher so that he could see it early tomorrow morning.

He walked back to the kitchen, but was stopped by a cleaning lady. "Young man, we don't have enough people to clean the rooms. Many big clients are staying here tonight. The manager asked you to go with me."

Just at this time, the head of the logistics department came and said, "That Zhao something, go up with her to clean the room."

Zhao Jun didn't suspect anything and followed the cleaning car.

It was already midnight when the party ended, and many people stayed directly in the hotel.

Rong Qi booked two presidential suites, handed the other room card to Rong An, and took Ling Si to swipe the card and enter the elevator.

The elevator is transparent. The higher you go, the more you can see the night view outside. It is a bright night with bright lights. People's night life has just begun.

Greeting guests is a mentally demanding task. Rongqi had already been staying up late and now he couldn't take it anymore and started yawning constantly.

"You sleep in the other room."

After opening the door, Rongqi wanted to fall directly on the bed, but the mixed smells on his body were unbearable, so he had to go to the bathroom first.

-

After finishing his business, Rong An followed him upstairs. The room next to his room must have just been cleaned, and two cleaners, a man and a woman, put their tools in the car.

Rong An glanced casually and was about to enter when he caught a glimpse of a familiar face from the corner of his eye. When he was about to take a closer look, the person had already disappeared at the elevator entrance.

He was suspicious. How could there be someone who looked so similar?

The boy has handsome eyebrows and eyes, standard phoenix eyes, a high nose bridge, and a thick lower lip. His facial lines are sharper and more bony than Xiaotang's.

He called his assistant and said, "Please check the cleaning staff who came to the rooftop of Tai'an Hotel around 23pm today and give me all the information."

Rong An hung up the phone, his mind was in a mess and he couldn't fall asleep.

Here, Rong Qi took a shower and lay on the bed, tossing and turning until he was no longer sleepy. All he could think about was Ling Si's words "Young Master", which kept repeating like a magic sound.

He started a game, and after winning, he felt bored. He jumped out of bed, went out with his shoes on, and knocked on Ling Si's door.

Ling Si opened the door. He had just finished taking a shower and there was still moisture on his head that had not been wiped dry. Water droplets rolled down, dripped onto his collarbone, and disappeared into his clothes.

Rong Qi said dryly, "What a great figure."

Ling Si looked at himself, then at Rong Qi, "Just practice more and it will be fine."

Rongqi was the least interested in exercising. He was sweating all over and felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to scratch off a layer of skin.

"I can't sleep." Rong Qi squeezed into the room from the side and sat on his bed without any courtesy.

Ling Si closed the door and picked up the hotel's hair dryer to blow dry his hair.

"Let me help you blow dry your hair." Rong Qi tried to get his hair dryer, but was dodged. He lost balance and almost fell into the boy's arms.

Ling Si held the hair dryer in one hand and calmly supported his waist with the other hand, fearing that he would fall.

"I can blow-dry my own hair." Which employer would blow-dry their employees' hair?

Rong Qi supported himself and stood up, "It's not free, you have to agree to one condition."

"What conditions?" Ling Si asked.

"It's not difficult. You just need to move your mouth."

Ling Si finally handed over the hair dryer under Rong Qi's "coercion and inducement".

The young master knows how to blow-dry hair, but he's not as professional as others. His hair becomes messy after blow-drying, with countless strands stretching in different directions.

Ling Si stood in front of the mirror and pressed his hair with a wet towel.

"What conditions?"

Rong Qi seemed to be hesitant to speak, as if that condition was difficult to express. Ling Si listened for a long time before he heard his voice.

"Well... call me 'young master', quickly." Rong Qi urged.

Ling Si obediently called out, "Young Master."

Why didn't he have that feeling anymore? Rong Qi felt strange. "Can't you call out with more emotion?"

"What does it mean to have feelings?"

Rong Qi gestured with his hands, "It's just a little bit of accent, gentle..."

Ling Si's expression remained unchanged as he stared at him, obviously not understanding what he meant.

Ling Si took out his mobile phone, clicked on the voice assistant, typed in the three words "young master", clicked on read aloud, and a sweet mechanical female voice came out from the phone.

"Is this emotional?"

Rong Qi glared at him, pouted, uttered a pure "get out", and slammed the door and left angrily.

The door closed with a click, shutting Ling Si's words inside.

“…Don’t say bad words.”

-

Ji Xuanlan took advantage of the teenager's weekend to ask him out, and the place was the coffee shop opposite Delin.

Rong Qi was playing games in his room, and Ling Si said something to him.

Rong Qi sat up in an instant and asked, "Meet your old friend?"

"Well, don't run around at home. If you go out, remember to bring your bodyguard and driver. I'll be back in about three hours."

"I'm so bored at home, why don't I go with you?"

"No, I don't have time to take care of you." Besides, Ji Xuanlan came from another world, and it would not be good if other people knew about it.

"Won't my dad deduct your salary?"

"There's still money left after the deduction." Ling Si didn't have much desire to spend, as the expenses had already been settled in one go.

"Forget it, I won't go." Rong Qi crawled into the bed, his voice muffled.

"Don't run around."

"understood."

Rong Qi watched Ling Si leave upstairs, jumped out of bed, quickly put on his shoes, and asked the housekeeper to find the driver.

"Young Master." The bodyguard opened the door for him.

Looking at the two bodyguards in black suits, Rong Qi subconsciously didn't want to bring them, but if Ling Si knew about it, he would definitely complain.

He could imagine the other person with a wooden face and a helpless tone, bringing up the mountain of his father, and then scolding him.

Rong Qi said to the driver, "Follow Ling Si, don't let him find you."

He wanted to see what Ling Si, his old friend, looked like.