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Cheng Qingzhou did not understand the meaning of this statement from Feng Chaoying. What did she mean by "he thought he would come to find him in the morning"?

He looked at Feng Chaoying in confusion, showing a bewildered expression.

Feng Chaoying, having an extensive knowledge of people, immediately realized that Cheng Qingzhou was not what he had imagined. He understood the meaning behind him giving the business card.

He furrowed his brows and confirmed once again, "When you went to 'Blue Sea and Blue Sky' that day, was it to look for a job?"

Cheng Qingzhou nodded, "Yes."

He awkwardly lowered his head and chuckled, saying, "I've been short on money lately, so I've been looking for a job."

The young boy had a shy and somewhat green appearance, like a fruit that had not yet fully ripened - a bit sour, yet enticing.

Feng Chaoying thought to himself that it was possible that he had truly abstained for too long, which was why he would easily have reactions now.

He said, "Since you're going to the Azure Sea and Blue Sky to find a job, I'll be straightforward. I need a bed partner, staying at my house at night, paying fifty thousand per month. A confidentiality agreement is required."

Cheng Qingzhou's face turned pale in an instant.

He remained silent for half a second and asked, "Master Feng, does your previous statement mean... that you want to keep me as your mistress?"

Feng Chaoying looked at him in confusion and said, "Support? If you want to interpret it that way, it's also possible."

Cheng Qingzhou took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Feng, I am only looking for a job, not selling myself."

Although Feng Chaoying does indeed have a great figure and a beautiful face, radiating with allure.

Feng Chaoying: "Didn't you already go to 'Azure Sea, Blue Sky' to find a job? Using your talent, not your body? Oh, I understand now. Do you think 50,000 yuan is not enough? Then add another 20,000, making it 70,000 per month. That's three times the salary at 'Azure Sea, Blue Sky,' and you don't have to accompany others, only me. I believe this job is the best choice for you."

He glanced deeply at Cheng Qingzhou, as if reminding him not to be too greedy and bite off more than he could chew.

Cheng Qingzhou knew that Feng Chaoying must have misunderstood. Feng Chaoying thought that he was looking for that type of job at "Azure Sea and Blue Sky", so he mistook him for a duck. Cheng Qingzhou shook his head like a rattle drum and said, "Mr. Feng, you've really misunderstood. I'm not a duck, I just...last time, I just wanted to find a job as an ordinary waiter."

His tone was extremely sincere, devoid of any trace of deceit.

After a moment of silence, Feng Chaoying realized that he had probably misunderstood things.

"That you came over today..."

"I just wanted to ask if you need someone to serve tea, water, and clean for you." Cheng Qingzhou looked at Feng Chaoying weakly. He felt very frustrated. After the previous misunderstanding, Feng Chaoying definitely wouldn't want him anymore. He secretly glanced at Feng Chaoying and sure enough, Feng Chaoying was looking at him with a stunned expression, clearly saying, "What are you thinking? How could I possibly need someone to serve tea, water, and clean?" Cheng Qingzhou dejectedly pursed his lips and stood up. "Well, I must have overthought it. Mr. Feng, I'll go back first. I'm sorry for disturbing your time."

He turned around and walked towards the door.

Feng Chaoying looked at the figure of the youth's back.

Although he was wearing thick clothes, which made him appear bulky and clumsy, it was still evident from the proportion of his neck and body that the young man was slender.

It happened to be his favorite model.

Feng Chaoying raised an eyebrow and called out to him.

"Wait a moment."

Cheng Qingzhou turned around and looked at Feng Chaoying with a puzzled expression.

Feng Zhaoying remained seated on the chair, his trousers tightly stretched, outlining his sturdy muscular contours.

He said, "My home is in need of someone to clean. Would you like to go?"