On the first day after the Spring Festival holiday, Liu Jie received a business invitation letter from abroad and took it to Lu Jingshen for approval.
"I wonder if we should send a vice president? There shouldn't be a need for you or the president to come in person..."
Lu Jingshen paused as he flipped through the invitation letter and asked Liu Jie, "Is the venue in London?"
Liu Jie nodded: "It's in London."
Lu Jingshen's eyes moved, staring at the invitation for a moment, and made a decision: "I'll go."
Liu Jie reminded him that he had more important work to do next week, and Lu Jingshen instructed: "Go and arrange it. Split the time and free up a few days."
Since Lu Jingshen was so insistent, Liu Jie had no choice but to agree.
When he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something. He carefully observed Lu Jingshen's expression and said, "Without Feng Zhu here, we have to ask the business jet company to send us someone to replace him when we go to London. Feng Zhu signed a one-year contract with us, which has a breach of contract clause. Now that he is leaving without reason, should we hold him responsible?"
After a moment of silence, Lu Jingshen said, "He went back to London. When he gets there, you can contact him and ask him what he thinks."
Liu Jie: "Okay, I understand."
Of course he knew that Feng Si had returned to the UK. He also added Feng Si’s WeChat account. Looking at the colorful life of that person in his circle of friends every day, it would be strange if he didn’t know.
When walking out of Lu Jingshen's office, Liu Jie thought silently, their boss insisted on accepting this not-so-important business invitation, could it be that he has other intentions
Liu Jie was not the only one who thought so. The day before departure, Lu Jingqing came to Lu Jingshen's office to discuss work with him. After finishing the business, he also asked Lu Jingshen about his thoughts.
"You're going to England at this time? I looked at the business invitation. Can you just ask someone else to go? There's no need for you to go there in person."
Lu Jing said calmly, "I'm not busy now anyway, I'll go by myself. The project in Europe also needs more attention, so it's a good opportunity to go over and take a look."
Lu Jingqing looked straight into his eyes. Lu Jingshen's expression was calm, with all his emotions hidden deep in his eyes.
"Okay, as long as you've made your decision," she didn't say anything in the end. As she stood up, she reminded Lu Jingshen, "Don't stay there too long."
Lu Jingshen: “No.”
After the person left, he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes, his tense nerves finally relaxing a little.
He did have selfish motives for going there. He wanted to see that person again, wanted him to come back, or at least say a few words to him.
He had to make this trip anyway.
The night before departure, Lu Jingshen returned home after a long absence to pack his luggage.
In fact, there is nothing to take. Someone will help him make the necessary preparations.
When he picked up the watch on the bedside table, he opened the drawer and was slightly stunned when he saw the things inside.
The gloves left by Feng Si, the pen I gave him casually, the sapphire cufflinks I bought when I went out to play, the postcard sent back from Northern Europe, and the leather bracelet he had worn for seven years.
These are the things Feng Si left for him, all here.
Lu Jingshen took out the leather bracelet, rubbed it between his palms, and put it back on his wrist.
The plane landed in London early in the morning. It was a gray sky and it was snowing lightly.