His inner self threw heavy punches; his real self was meek and submissive.
"Alright, President Lu," Song Shi'an agreed.
"Is Assistant Song unwilling to go with me?" Lu Mingyu looked up at him.
Inwardly: [It'd be nice if you had even a little self-awareness.]
Outwardly: "How could that be? It's my honor to accompany President Lu to the banquet."
Lu Mingyu curled his lips. "Alright. Go home and prepare properly."
When he got home, he found Chen Jiashu there too.
Song Shi'an took off his coat and hung it on the rack. "Have you been very free lately?"
"More or less. I helped the company land such a huge project, so I can take some time off." Chen Jiashu was curled up on the sofa, holding a bag of broad beans.
Their company was not particularly large, and the projects they could access were limited. Now that he had secured such a major project, the whole company practically worshipped him.
Song Shi'an stepped forward and took the broad beans from his hand. "Eat lightly these next few days, in case the wound doesn't heal properly."
At the mention of that, the smile on Chen Jiashu's face instantly collapsed. "Don't bring up what you shouldn't!"
"I'm just concerned about you." Song Shi'an sat down beside Chen Jiashu.
Chen Jiashu's cheeks flushed crimson, and his voice was nearly inaudible. "I've already applied medicine..."
Song Shi'an still wanted to pry for some gossip when Chen Jiashu's phone suddenly rang.
Thinking it was one of the company's artists, he casually answered and put it on speaker.
"I'm on vacation for a while. I've already arranged everything with Boss Liu. If anything comes up, just go directly to him," Chen Jiashu said.
There was a long silence on the other end. After quite a while,