Su Li had already started her winter vacation, but Feng Huaijin and his team were still working on that project.
Su Li watched Ao Shi Group employees work overti for several consecutive days, with the lights in the president’s office on the thirteenth floor never going off.
"Miss Su Li, please save us!" Xiao Heng, possibly lacking energy from the recent lack of milk tea, called almost crying.
Su Li looked bewildered, "?"
"Brother Qi is working so hard he’s going bald. He’s still working overti. He’s like an iron man; we’re not. I want to go ho, play video gas, and pool. Even if you give overti pay, I don’t want it." Xiao Heng lanted, urging, "Let us go."
Su Li looked shocked, and exclaid, "I’m not the boss of Ao Shi Group. If I let you all escape, what if Feng Huaijin holds accountable?"
Xiao Heng replied nonchalantly, "Don’t worry, I assure you he definitely won’t hold you accountable. You wouldn’t want soone to work themselves to death, right?"
Su Li, almost as if persuaded by so mysterious force, actually agreed.
So she stood by the window, watching as the lights in Ao Shi Group went out one by one, except for the president’s office on the thirteenth floor.
He... seems to be afraid of ghosts recently?
Feng Huaijin finished reviewing an important docunt and then asked his secretary to bring tea inside. The room was so quiet that even the sound of a pin drop could be heard.
Feng Huaijin looked up to see that all the people in the secretary’s office had escaped.
What the hell!
Feng Huaijin imdiately opened the WeChat company group, where a bunch of employees were thanking the boss for giving them ti off to rest.
When did he say no overti and rest?
Feng Huaijin’s face turned ashen in an instant, his hand tightly gripping the steel pen; it must be another bad idea from Xiao Heng!
Feng Huaijin looked at the empty secretary’s office, frowning. What to do now? Should he go down on the elevator alone to go ho?
He rembered the film he saw a few days ago that was about a ghost elevator...
Feng Huaijin reached out tiredly and pinched his brow, trying to suppress the impulse to beat up Xiao Heng right then.
[Xiao Heng, Manager: No need to thank ; it’s all under the future boss lady’s orders, everyone rest well, and we’ll be back to work tomorrow.]
Future boss lady?
The word created a huge uproar in the company group. How did any boss lady suddenly have the power to decide whether they should work overti or not? Wasn’t that too much power?
Feng Huaijin looked at the term, first in confusion, then suddenly heard footsteps outside, followed by the sound of knocking on the door.
Feng Huaijin unconsciously tightened his grip on the steel pen, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the door.
After receiving no response to her "May I co in?" query for a while, Su Li hesitated a bit and then opened the door, peeking in with a sweet voice asking, "Can I co in?"
The pen dropped onto the desk with a dull thud, Feng Huaijin’s fingers slightly curled as he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Co in."
Did she co up alone? Using the elevator?
Su Li walked in, closing the door behind her.
Leaning back against the chair, Feng Huaijin lazily asked, "What brings you here to find ?"
Su Li chuckled softly, "I’m here to check on Mr. Qi’s hair... Is it showing signs of balding?"
Feng Huaijin: "..."
Balding?
Su Li stepped forward, her scent drifting, she reached out and touched Feng Huaijin’s soft dark hair, suppressing her laughter, "It’s alright, still not bald. But if this goes on, baldness is inevitable."
Feng Huaijin looked up at Su Li’s eyes filled with suppressed laughter. He suddenly reached out and pulled down the hand she placed on top of his head, speaking in a deep, rich voice, "Was it you who let my employees escape?"
Su Li felt awkward.
Feng Huaijin pressed on, "What does ’future boss lady’ an?"
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