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office.

The coffee in Lu Jingshen's hand was already half-cold, he flipped through his phone absently, an hour ago Feng Si sent a message saying "it landed", and then there was no further text.

Opposite him, the old director with an ugly face stared at the document pushed in front of him, and didn't speak for a long time.

Lu Jingshen put down his phone, and the indifference between his eyebrows showed that his patience was exhausted: "Uncle Wen Zhong, sign your name. At your age, there is nothing wrong with retiring early and going home to take care of your life."

Li Wenzhong said coldly: "If you want me to go home, at least the chairman has to say it in person."

Lu Jingshen's voice was light: "He's not feeling well these few days and needs to rest, and it's inconvenient to see outsiders."

"Do I have to sign this today? What if I don't agree?" The other party's voice suppressed anger.

Lu Jing was deeply unmoved: "Uncle Wen Zhong has made enough money from reselling the company's assets in the past two years, enough for you to spend your old age peacefully, so that's it, there's no need to make it too ugly."

Li Wenzhong's face turned livid in an instant, and Lu Jing nodded deeply: "Let's call it a day."

After a stalemate for a while, Li Wenzhong finally stepped forward and bent down to pick up the pen, quickly signed his name at the end of the document, and then threw the pen down forcefully, gritted his teeth angrily: "I take what I deserve, even if the chairman is here That's what I said too."

Lu Jing deeply signaled to Liu Jie that he had confirmed his signature, and ordered: "Send Uncle Wen Zhong out."

Feng Si, dressed in a pilot uniform, appeared at the door of the office. Liu Jie was surprised to see him when he went out. This man had just flown back to China for nearly ten hours, and came to the company without changing his clothes after getting off the plane.

Feng Si glanced at the back of Li Wenzhong who was striding away, and pouted at Liu Jie: "What's going on?"

"The boss asked Li Dong to retire early." Liu Jie didn't elaborate, and didn't bother to care about him, and went about his own business.

Feng Si tilted his head and thought for a while. At that moment just now, the hatred on the face of the person who walked out was clear and gnashing his teeth. He didn't hide it at all. It shouldn't be his illusion.

Turning around and pushing the door to go in, Lu Jingshen was looking at the document. Hearing the voice, he looked up and saw him. Without saying a word, he lowered his head and looked back at the document in his hand.

Feng Si stepped forward, glanced at the empty coffee cup in his hand, leaned against the table and reached out to him.

Lu Jing paused, and when Feng Si moved his hand away, there was an extra cuff button on the cuff of his right shirt, a sparkling and pure sapphire.

"For you." Feng Si said.

Lu Jing's deep gaze rested on that cuff button for two seconds, and asked him: "Did you go back to rest?"

Feng Si leaned forward a little towards Lu Jing, bent down, and slowly put another cuff button on his left cuff.

It was too close, and Feng Si's unique cold aura came over his nostrils. Lu Jingshen's eyes unconsciously traced the line of his perfectly curved side face, which was so close at hand, and suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe, and wanted to turn his eyes away .

Feng Si raised his head, and met his eyes, the distance between his lips was only an inch, as if his breath was intertwined.

Lu Jing seemed to be locked in place, his mind went blank, he couldn't make any instructions, and the air around him seemed to be frozen. After a long time, he saw the corners of the lips of the person in front of him teasingly raised, and asked him: "Mr. Lu, have you been looking at me like this?" What are you doing with me?"

Lu Jing's deep throat rolled, and it was difficult to find his voice: "You are too presumptuous."

Feng Si tilted his head and said casually, "Really?"

But the person didn't back away, his eyes wandered more presumptuously on Lu Jingshen's face.

There was a smile in his voice: "Why do you look dissatisfied with desire? Did you do it yourself after that night?"

Lu Jing frowned deeply, and didn't want to discuss this topic in the office in broad daylight, but Feng Si refused to let him go: "Alex, miss me?"

Seeing Lu Jing deeply frowning, Feng Si sighed: "I really miss you."

Lu Jingshen's tone was blunt: "Aren't you busy going out to sea with women, surfing clubs with men?"

Feng Si was slightly surprised, and then laughed out loud: "How do you know? Oh, it was the Second Young Master Lu who told you? Mr. Lu sent someone to watch me?"

Lu Jingshen averted his eyes indifferently, and returned to that frosty look.

Feng Si stared at him for a moment, smiled indifferently, and stood up straight.

Half an hour later, Liu Jie knocked on the door and came in, reminding Lu Jingshen that there was a business reception in the evening and that he should leave early in case of traffic jams.

Feng Si leaned on the sofa to flip through magazines, and after Liu Jie left, he raised his eyes and asked Lu Jingshen, "Do you have a social event tonight?"

Lu Jing said coldly: "You can go back first."

Feng Si: "How can I do that, I have to go to that kind of place where fish and dragons are mixed together."

He threw away the magazine, got up lazily, and followed Lu Jing when he went into the lounge to change clothes.

Lu Jingshen changed into a high-end suit, Feng Si's eyes lingered around his waist, walked forward, stretched out his hands from behind, wrapped his hands around his waist, and stared at Lu Jingshen's displeased face in the mirror , smiled slightly, and slender fingers helped him button the front button of his body.

"Wearing such neat clothes, you still have to take them off in the end." He whispered in Lu Jingshen's ear.

Lu Jingshen's eyelashes moved, but he ignored him.

At 05:30, when the car drove out of the company, Feng Si casually asked Liu Jie, "When will the reception end?"

Liu Jie said: "That's hard to say, at least after eight o'clock."

The corners of Feng Si's mouth curled slightly, lacking in interest.

The reception was held at a five-star hotel four or 10 minutes away by car. Due to traffic jams, they arrived at the place almost at 06:30.

There are luxury cars coming in and out of the hotel entrance from time to time, and as soon as they get out of the car, there are waiters to welcome them into the venue.

In the brightly lit banquet hall, the clothes are fragrant and the temples are beautiful, and the wine is flashy. Men and women hold wine glasses, greet and toast with people they know or want to know, chat a few words, and clink glasses together, and there will be a future Possibility of business contacts.

Lu Jingshen is also one of them. Most of the time, others come to him. He always maintains a formulaic smile on his face, neither exaggerated enthusiasm nor indifference. He can handle such occasions with ease.

Feng Si has been following Lu Jingshen all the time. He only wears a flight jacket over his pilot uniform, which is not suitable for such an occasion, but he doesn't care, and no one will care about him.

Until someone called Lu Jingshen's name: "Jingshen."

Lu Jing looked deeply at the person walking towards him, with subtle displeasure in his expression.

Feng Si noticed it, and looked at the person politely, with a handsome face, the same suit and leather shoes as Lu Jingshen, a smiling person, a man.

He called Lu Jingshen "Jingshen".

The other party stood in front of Lu Jingshen, staring at him: "Jingshen, I heard that Shangxin recently successfully acquired Xinfeng Technology, right? Congratulations."

Lu Jing nodded slightly, not interested in talking to her.He raised his hand and took a sip of the red wine glass, then looked away, his attention had already fallen elsewhere.

If the other party is sensible, you should know what he means to leave.

Jiang Heng's eyes stopped at the cuff of Lu Jingshen's shirt that was brought out by the movement of drinking, and there was a very dazzling sapphire cuff button pinned there.

It's not Lu Jingshen's style. Lu Jingshen has always been restrained and won't use such high-profile and eye-catching accessories.

When Jiang Heng was slightly absent-minded, a blunt voice interrupted his thoughts: "Mister, please make a step."

Only then did the other party divert a little attention to the people around Lu Jingshen. He knew Liu Jie who was embarrassed and dared not speak, but the person who spoke just now might also be Lu Jingshen's assistant or bodyguard. With warning eyes, he was a little uncertain.

This person's imposing manner and attitude are not like a mere assistant or bodyguard at all.

Feng Si stood behind Lu Jingshen, looking at him with a smile or not: "Do you want me to say it a second time?"

Jiang Heng frowned, feeling displeased.

He asked Lu Jingshen: "Jingshen, can I have a few words with you alone?"

Lu Jingshen ignored him, and turned to explain the matter to Liu Jie. After a moment of awkward silence, the other party said "Sorry" in a low voice, and finally left.

Soon another group of people came to toast with Lu Jing, Feng Si dragged Liu Jie back a step, opened his mouth and asked, "That one just now, who is it?"

Liu Jie coughed lightly: "The president of Chuanrong Electronics, his name is Jiang Heng."

Feng Si: "What's the relationship with your boss?"

Liu Jie shook his head slightly, making it clear that he didn't intend to say anything.

Feng Si said: "He confessed to your boss in public, which made your boss unable to come down, and then broke up with him?"

Liu Jie was shocked: "How do you know?"

Feng Si snorted, it really was this person.

Of course it was Lu Chixie who told him.

That day, Lu Jingshen's younger brother mentioned his brother's homophobia, and he mentioned it by the way, saying that once when he was playing with a male friend his brother had known since childhood, he suddenly confessed his love to his brother, and the people around him still booed him, so his brother was cold on the spot. She lost her face and left directly. Not only did she break up with that male friend, but she never went to a party in that circle again.

Liu Jie knew this because Jiang Heng came to apologize several times afterwards, but Lu Jingshen was determined to draw a line with the other party, so he, the secretary, accidentally overheard him.

"So my brother really hates this. When I was with Ling Zhuo, he objected."

That's what Lu Chixie said at the time.

"Anyway,...don't think you shouldn't have the boss's idea, and be careful of being kicked out."

When Liu Jie said so, he almost bit his own tongue.

Feng Si: "It turns out that your boss also has social activities other than entertainment?"

Liu Jie got angry: "Boss doesn't live in a vacuum!"

Feng Si didn't pay attention to him any more, his eyes fell forward, and fixed on Lu Jing's lips that slowly opened and closed when he was talking with others.

He took a sip of the wine from time to time while he was talking, the dark red and full wine juice stained his lips, entered his mouth, and then slowly slid down along the rolling motion of his Adam's apple.

Not only his lips, but also the corners of his eyes and brows seemed to be stained with the color of wine.

Feng Si watched intently, then raised his wine glass, and poured the same wine as Lu Jingshen's glass into his mouth.

Swallow slowly, together with the sweetness and drunkenness.