TEAMWORK

Chapter 9: RECUR NIGHTMARE iii

Chapter
IX
Don't Care
(So Much for Not Caring)

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The 'seminar' room was actually quite lovely, Wu Xie thought. If one ignored the color scheme, of course. Instead of stiff chairs, the room was filled with blush couches and armchairs. Zhang Qi Ling and Wu Xie had obviously arrived late because they were forced to share a love seat or stand. Wu Xie flopped into it. The guy could do whatever he wanted.

Zhang Qi Ling looked down at the little puppy before kicking the man's feet over and taking a seat. He looked when he heard Wu Xie growl 'Men You Ping' before turning his attention to the front of the room where Mop had bounded upon entering the room.

"Welcome, My new fond friends..." and Zhang Qi Ling ignored the rest in favor of looking at his fellow 'new fond friend' companions. He and Wu Xie who part of a small group of ten men, it seemed. The other eight men talked quietly with their business partners, laughing and making comments about the strange man. That reminded Zhang Qi Ling to find out why Wu Xie was 'afraid' of the man. No, he would not find out because he didn't care.

"Damn it, Men You Ping. I asked you a question." Wu Xie hissed next to him.

"Why are you afraid of Mop?" Oh okay... so much for not asking.

"You!" Wu Xie subtly kicked the man's shin, "I am not afraid of him..." Wu Xie turned his head, mumbling, "It's more like deeply traumatized."

"I see." The two words oozed amused sarcasm.

"You know you're a mean fella, right?" Wu Xie turned looking directly into midnight black pools.

"You're the only one who has said so and I find you to be a less than a reliable source." Zhang Qi Ling said staring right back, shoving Wu Xie's leg with his foot.

"Oh, don't underestimate yourself. So many other people believe it... I'm just the only one who says it to your face, Men You Ping." Wu Xie smiled, stomping on the shiny black toe of Zhang Qi Ling's shoe.

"Perhaps," Zhang Qi Ling began and removed his abused foot from under Wu Xie's only to kick Wu Xie's calf hard enough to cause a Charlie-horse. Wu Xie reached down to rub the leg while hissing in pain, "But everyone knows that you are just some mediocre guy tagging onto the Zhang's coat tails."

Wu Xie eyes grew wide and without thinking of where he was or how it would look he shoved Zhang Qi Ling off the couch and jumped down until he was straddling the dark haired man, "Fudge you. Fudge you. Fudge you! Men You Ping!" Wu Xie screamed while fisting the man's shirt, banging his head into the floor after each exclamation.

Wu Xie felt himself being pulled off the man, but he was still seeing red. "I hate you!" Wu Xie spat before yanking himself away from Zhang Qi Ling's 'rescuer' and marching back to his room.

Zhang Qi Ling shook his head and stared after the retreating little puppy.

Mop stood behind the dark haired man and smiled, "We have a lot of work ahead of us, my friends." Zhang Qi Ling ignored the whispers around him and stoop up to follow the little puppy. 'Who in their right mind would ever call Wu Xie 'sunshine'?' Zhang Qi Ling thought as he gently touched the back of his head.

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To: My Soon to be Disowned Father/Uncle

From: Your Soon to be Former Son/Nephew

Subject: You are dead to me!

Mr. Wu Sanxing,

This email is to inform you of Wu Xie's decision to disown your perverted ass for having allowed your only son/nephew (aka 'sunshine') to walk blindly into the arms of the "Big Brother Beast".