The next day.
On his rare day off, even after waking up, Song Shi'an was still curled up in bed playing on his phone.
He had barely played for a while when a knock sounded at the door.
He was a little puzzled. Who was knocking this early in the morning?
Reluctantly, he got out of bed and walked toward the door.
When he opened it, he found Lu Mingyu standing there, neatly dressed.
Was he seeing things? He checked the time. It was nine in the morning.
"President Lu, is something the matter?" Song Shi'an asked.
On a beautiful weekend, all he wanted was to spend the day lying in bed and on the couch by himself.
"Still not awake?" Lu Mingyu looked at him and walked right in without any politeness.
Song Shi'an was wearing shorts and a T-shirt, his hair a mess from sleep, lacking his usual sharp and capable appearance.
"I'm awake. I was playing on my phone in bed," Song Shi'an replied.
Ancestor, just spit it out if you've got something to say, then hurry up and leave. I want to lie down!
"Since you're awake, get ready. I'll take you somewhere," Lu Mingyu said.
Song Shi'an: "?"
Had he gotten something wrong? He didn't need anyone to accompany him.
He opened his mouth to refuse. "President Lu, today I..."
"Count it as overtime." Lu Mingyu's three words landed lightly, and Song Shi'an instantly swallowed the rest of what he wanted to say.
"Sure thing. Please wait a moment. I'll go get ready right away."
The Lu Group's policies were very standardized. Weekend overtime pay was triple the usual wage. His salary was already high, so three times that amount was very tempting.
After changing and washing up, Song Shi'an stood before Lu Mingyu. "President