At five o'clock in the afternoon, the car drove out of the manor.
Lu Jingshen buckled his seat belt and turned to ask the people around him: "Where are we going at this time?"
"Go out for a walk." Feng Si said casually.
After returning that day, they didn't go out for two or three days. Half of the two-week vacation had passed in the blink of an eye. It was not until today that Feng Si suddenly suggested driving out for a trip.
Lu Jingshen was just about to say that it was getting dark when he received several new messages on WeChat, all wishing him a happy birthday.
Lu Jingshen was stunned for a moment, then he realized that tomorrow was his birthday and it was already early morning in China.
"Happy birthday."
Feng Si beside him also said with a smile, Lu Jingshen: "... You know?"
Feng Si: "I didn't know originally, I asked your brother before."
Lu Jingshen didn't know what to say. Feng Si curled his lips and said, "I was too gentlemanly back then. I never looked at your ID once, but now I have to ask others about your birthday."
If I had noticed the color of the passport in his hand, I wouldn't have been fooled by him for so long.
Lu Jingshen: "You have nothing to do with the word gentleman."
After saying that, he seemed to think he had told a bad joke. He uttered "thank you" awkwardly and lowered his head to look at his phone.
Feng Si laughed and said, well, that’s actually not wrong.
He was called a gentleman, but he was just overconfident and always thought he had Lu Jingshen in his grasp. In fact, from beginning to end, he was the one being led by Lu Jingshen.
Lu Jingshen turned his attention back to the screen of his mobile phone. Almost all of the people who sent him birthday wishes on time were his family members.
Lu Chixie asked him on WeChat if he was having a good time here. Lu Jingshen didn't want to reply. When he was about to exit, he paused and sent a message: "Next time, don't tell others about my affairs."
Lu Chixie quickly replied: "Brother, don't wrongly accuse me. I didn't tell anyone else. I only told Captain Feng. If you really didn't want him to know, he wouldn't have had the chance to ask me."
"No more talking. I'm going to sleep. You and Captain Feng can have fun over there. Have a happy birthday."
Lu Jingshen pressed the black key on his phone screen.
Feng Si reached out, took his phone, turned it off and put it in his pocket: "Don't be busy looking at your phone when you are around me, just look at me."
Lu Jingshen didn't argue with him: "Where are we going now?"
Feng Si said: "The airport."
The airport he was talking about was a small private airport only half an hour's drive from the winery.
There were three or four light general-purpose aircraft parked on the tarmac, and a man with brown hair, blue eyes, wearing a floral shirt and low-waisted jeans was waiting for them there.
Seeing Feng Si, the other party smiled and came up to him to give him a kiss on the cheek, but Feng Si refused: "How many times have I told you that I am an Oriental, so forget it."
"You are obviously an Englishman." The other party exposed him mercilessly and took the opportunity to touch his chest and took advantage of him as he wished.
Lu Jing frowned deeply, and just nodded coldly when Feng Si introduced them.
This seemingly showy French man is actually a senior executive of a large multinational company here. He was Feng Si's former employer when he worked here. This small airport and the planes here all belong to him.
If they had met in another setting, Lu Jingshen might have been interested in communicating with the other party, and perhaps there would be a possibility of business cooperation in the future. However, seeing this man's undisguised and explicit attitude towards Feng Si, he no longer had any idea at all.