From evening until dawn, the lights in the flower house remained on. When Ying Xia arrived in the morning, the man was already gone, but the lavender had all been replanted.
After being out of the soil for a day, the lavender was still a bit withered. Ying Xia didn't know if these plants could survive, but she hoped they would.
After all, every lavender plant here was personally planted by the gentleman; each one carried his efforts.
…
After leaving Yu Garden, the man went straight back to the company. He was like a machine, seemingly with boundless energy. Despite being up all night, he worked methodically, and of course, was merciless when reprimanding others.
"Is this the financial report you gave me?" The man coldly lifted his eyes and flung the folder forcefully.
The folder hit the man across from him squarely, but the man dared not make a sound. After a long pause, he stammered, "President Leng, it was a momentary oversight on my part. I'll correct it right away!"
