Lu Jingshen took the clothes and went out without saying a word.
Seeing him come out, Liu Jie hurried over and asked in a low voice: "Boss, are you going back now?"
Lu Jingshen ignored him. Feng Si pointed at the clock on the wall and reminded Liu Jie with a smile: "Secretary Liu, it's almost seven o'clock. You are also an employee. There is no need to work so hard. Let everyone else go."
Lu Jingshen had already walked into the elevator. Feng Si stepped in with his long legs and directly pressed the door closing button, blocking Liu Jie, who was staring blankly, outside the door. He also waved to him with a smile on his face.
"Don't go too far." Lu Jingshen said coldly, looking at the elevator door in front of him that had completely closed.
Feng Si tilted his head nonchalantly: "I'm doing this for your own good. Being a scoundrel won't have any good results. If you don't rest yourself, you should also let others have a balance between work and rest."
Lu Jingshen: "Overtime is voluntary, and there is overtime pay for overtime work."
Feng Si applauded: "That's Zhou Baopi who is a bit kinder."
Lu Jingshen stopped talking.
The topic ended here. The elevator stopped on the first floor. Lu Jingshen’s driver had already driven out and was waiting outside the building.
Before getting in the car, Feng Si reached out and knocked on the driver's window. The driver rolled down the window, and Feng Si raised his chin and said to him, "It's time for you to get off work too. Come on down and give me the car."
The driver was unwilling to do that. If he didn't send Lu Jingshen home, it would not be his turn off.
Feng Si turned around and asked the cold-looking Lu Jingshen behind him, "What do you think?"
When their eyes met, Feng Si raised his eyebrows. Lu Jingshen turned his eyes away and told the driver calmly, "You can get off work now."
The driver then got out of the car, and Feng Si sat in the driver's seat. He reached out and patted the passenger seat, motioning Lu Jingshen, "Sit here."
After a brief hesitation, Lu Jingshen went around and sat on the passenger seat.
After he fastened his seat belt, Feng Si treated the Maybach as a sports car, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.
This man drove the car like a plane, not even glancing at the rearview mirror, accelerating in a straight line, and overtaking cars on both sides of the road at will. Lu Jingshen frowned more and more, and finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Enough."
Feng Si turned his head, glanced at him, and slowed down the car.
"Where do you want to go eat?" Feng Si asked.
Lu Jingshen: "Go back."
After returning from a three-day business trip, he continued to work for a whole day, and his face was full of fatigue.
Feng Si: "You are so tired but you insist on staying on. If I don't take you away, how long do you plan to work overtime?"
Lu Jingshen didn't want to pay attention to him, so he leaned back in his seat and closed his eyes.
The car stopped at the intersection waiting for the red light. The screen of Feng Si's mobile phone thrown on the armrest lit up for a moment. A new WeChat message came in. He picked it up and opened it. It was a voice message, so he clicked play.
"Hello, are you free tonight? Do you want to go out for a drink? I'll be waiting for you."
It was the voice of a young man, and he sounded as if he was pinching his throat. It was very artificial, and it gave people goose bumps.
Feng Si thought about it and realized that it must be someone he added casually when he was bored and drinking at the bar a few nights ago. He was too lazy to reply and directly deleted the other person's number.
The slightly cold voice of the person next to me came: "I don't care about your private life, but since you are my assistant, at least be more decent and don't do these things during working hours."