"The Third Young Master sent someone to collect his luggage this morning," Aunt Zhao said. "The Second Young Master also said something came up at the company, and he won't be back for the next few months."
Feng Ze murmured an acknowledgment and said nothing more.
Though Aunt Zhao was full of questions, she clearly wasn't in a position to ask so many. She could only withdraw.
The man calmly finished breakfast, then got up and went to the office, as though everything in his life were normal.
Superbrain had a powerful ripple effect. After the launch event, the company's market value multiplied several times over, and projects that had been forced to a halt years ago were revived.
As soon as Feng Ze returned to the office, he held several meetings in succession. He didn't even go home that night and was still working the next day.
The employees were a little alarmed. They knew President Feng worked hard, but wasn't this taking it too far?
Seeing that the coffee beside President Feng had never stopped coming, Assistant Wang couldn't help speaking up. "President Feng, this project really isn't that urgent."
"The Lu Corporation said we could give them an answer next week."
Feng Ze rubbed between his brows. "Bring it here."
Assistant Wang hesitated. "..."
After a long pause, he handed what he was holding to Feng Ze.
Even someone as slow on the uptake as Assistant Wang could tell something was wrong with Feng Ze.
President Feng was acting a little strangely. He didn't look like he was working so much as desperately finding things to do, frantically keeping himself busy.
"President Feng," Assistant Wang asked, "what would you like for lunch? I'll get it ready."
Feng Ze emerged from his work and looked at Assistant Wang.