Chapter 20 Approaching the goal Lu Feng looked at the statements and felt uneasy. This quarter's income has increased a bit, but not by much. Lu Feng is not good at budgeting. Asking him to review the statements is just a formality. He is the real reviewer.
In fact, it was Lu Wen. Lu Wen was more knowledgeable than Lu Feng, and he specialized in business administration abroad. He made detailed supplements in areas where Lu Feng was lacking.
Lu Feng came from fighting and killing. Even if he wanted to learn these things, he couldn't become proficient in them. He only knew a little bit about it and it wouldn't be embarrassing. The more something is missing, the more he has a special obsession with that thing.
, because Lu Feng dropped out of school when he was a child and lost the opportunity to learn cultural knowledge. Lu Feng’s bookshelf is filled with classics in various languages. This habit of collecting books is comparable to Lu Tina’s collection of comic discs, but Lu Tina collects things herself.
You can understand it, but Lu Feng himself can't understand it.
Lu Feng symbolically scanned the pile of reports, took out a pen and signed his name in a flash.
"Master, can I come in?" There was a gentle knock on the door, and Qin Yu's voice came from the door.
"Come in." Lu Feng was more surprised this time. Didn't Qin Yu just slam the door and leave? Why did he come back again?
"Sir, your afternoon tea." Qin Yu walked into the room carrying an exquisite English three-layer dessert tray and a pot of black tea, and placed it gently on the table. Sandwiches, chocolate cakes and waffles were all served according to the three-layer pattern.
Arranged in order, adhering to the living habits of European royal families, creating the most elegant afternoon tea atmosphere.
However, Lu Feng sitting on the ground undoubtedly destroyed this artistic conception.
"Steward Qin, what are you...?"
Lu Feng stood up in embarrassment. The faint fragrance of snacks floated in his nose, sweet but not greasy, fragrant but not strong.
"It's afternoon tea time. As a butler, I naturally have to serve the most exquisite afternoon tea in person." Qin Yu had a natural expression and poured black tea into the cup with light and elegant movements. "Besides, I did something that displeased the master again.
Naturally, I should make afternoon tea myself to apologize to the master."
"Oh? You made it yourself?" Lu Feng, who didn't pay much attention to the food at first, cast his eyes on the golden rose-patterned porcelain plate. He reached out and took out a small piece of muffin from the top tray and put it in his mouth.
The sweet and soft pancake flavor melted away immediately. "It tastes good, I forgive you." Lu Feng smiled generously, reached out and patted Qin Yu's shoulder, and caressed Qin Yu's shoulder with his fingers, "You know how to recognize someone."
After that, Lu Feng came back from the company more often, intentionally or unintentionally. The cheating husband would find excuses not to go home, and would often talk about being busy with social activities and then fall into the arms of another woman. Lu Feng would talk about being busy with social activities every day and push him away.
I dropped out of countless negotiation meetings and rushed home.
When he got home, he did nothing but told Qin Yu to do this or that. For example, he asked Qin Yu to peel apples for him, asked Qin Yu to hand wash his suits that could not be dry cleaned, and asked Qin Yu to wipe dozens of pairs for him.
Leather shoes that had never been worn before. Lu Feng came back diligently, but Qin Yu was exhausted. Qin Yu even suspected that Lu Feng was deliberately teasing him. In order not to leave any clues for Lu Feng, Qin Yu could only work hard.
Lu Feng seemed to be more energetic, thinking up different jobs for Qin Yu to take over.
In the early morning, Qin Yu had just wiped all the windows in Lu Feng's bedroom. He was shaking when he stood on the stool and almost fell off the balcony. He was too tired these days and was distracted by the housework in this house.
Tired and shed a layer of skin.
"Master, the glass has been cleaned, do you have any other instructions?" Qin Yu saw Lu Feng smoking on the balcony and jumped down from the stool.
"No, it's very late, you go to bed too." Lu Feng was only wearing a nightgown, and his strong lines showed a hint of softness. He frowned while smoking, as if he was thinking about something.
"By the way, sir, the study has not been cleaned today." Qin Yu suddenly had the courage to say that he had been thinking about the study for a long time. If he wanted to get close to it, he must find a good time.
"Well, you go clean." Lu Feng didn't say anything. He turned back to the bedroom and took out the key from his suit pocket and threw it to Qin Yu. "Just keep it."
"Master...this..." Qin Yu looked at Lu Feng in surprise.
"The housekeepers of the Lu family have keys to all the rooms, and so did the old housekeeper who passed away." Lu Feng responded to Qin Yu with a smile, and his calm tone dispelled Qin Yu's worries.
"Well, I'll go right away." Qin Yu put the keys away, turned and left the bedroom.
The study was dark. Qin Yu touched the wall lamp on the wall. The warm light made the study more quiet and warm, but it also made Qin Yu feel guilty and uneasy. He still followed the daily steps and simply organized the files.
After wiping the bookshelf again, Qin Yu's movements became slower. He tightened his fingers on the soft deerskin cloth in his hand and looked back at the door for a few times. After making sure that no one was there, Qin Yu tapped his fingers on the bookshelf, and a thumping sound could be heard.
Come, Qin Yu was frightened for a while.
He stopped and listened carefully for a while. No sound was heard, and Qin Yu began to search the bookshelf carefully again.
Will that thing still be here? Will Lu Feng change places because he was discovered by the old housekeeper? Or did he think that everything would be over when the old housekeeper died and did not change places? Countless speculations flashed through Qin Yu's mind, and he felt even more uneasy.
Nervous. Qin Yu knew that he was getting closer to his goal.
While he was listening attentively to the movement of the bookshelf, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Qin Yu was startled and subconsciously squatted down, hoping to use the desk to block his body.
"Qin Yu? Are you in there?" Lu Feng slowly walked into the study and looked around, but he didn't see Qin Yu, which felt strange.
Qin Yu began to regret that he was hiding. He was cleaning here openly, so hiding was nothing. The more he explained, the more unclear he became.
"Steward Qin?" Lu Feng called again, but still got no response.
Qin Yu wished he could slap himself in the mouth. He was really guilty of being a thief. He was hiding wherever he could. He didn't want to go out now or not at all. He just hoped that Lu Feng could leave quickly.
Lu Feng didn't shout anymore, and there was no sound of footsteps. After a while, Qin Yu was sure that he couldn't hear the footsteps anymore, and slowly stood up from the ground. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, he saw Lu Feng's face enlarged in front of him. Qin Yu almost almost
I screamed, my heartbeat skipped a few beats, I was so scared!
"Sir...why are you here?"
Lu Feng was sitting on the mahogany desk, stretching and bending his long legs, and his movements were stretched and majestic. Lu Feng looked at Qin Yu who crawled out from under the desk with a smile but not a smile, and said in a sinister tone, "What are you doing?"
"I..." Qin Yu's heart was beating fast, and hundreds of scenes of Lu Feng being killed flashed through his mind like a movie. Qin Yu swallowed, "I'm just looking for something."
"Oh?" Lu Feng raised his eyebrows with a very interested expression on his face, "What are you looking for?"
"My shirt buttons" Qin Yu looked a little embarrassed and embarrassed, "that day... I left them here."
"Ha, hahahaha" Lu Feng laughed uncontrollably, stretched out a hand and pinched Qin Yu's face hard. "Then you don't have to look for it, it's where it should be." Leave it.
At this, Lu Feng smiled and jumped off the table, stood up and left.
Qin Yu was left alone in the study, confused, unable to figure out the meaning of Lu Feng's words. Where should he be? Did Lu Feng really move the things? Did he discover his intention?
Lu Feng lay on the comfortable and soft bed. He smiled and took out a shirt button from his nightgown pocket and looked at it all night. If Qin Yu was here, he would definitely recognize it. It was Qin Yu's lost button that was stained with his saliva.