85 Perfectionist Tyran

Lu Shen really did not know how the mind of the girl beside him worked.

They were going on a date, and she had the nerve to reminisce about his traumatic experience of cleaning her once decrepit bathroom?

As a young heir to a wealthy family, his parents did not even let him touch a speck of dust. But this girl had made him scrub the floor, wash the toilet, and even separate the trash. She had told him that it was his way of 'earning the rent'. Lu Shen was a demanding boss, but even he paled in comparison to her.

The only thing that kept him going was her delicious home-cooked meals. Without that, Lu Shen would have probably perished long before his family had managed to find him.

Lu Shen didn't deign to answer her stupid question.

Hui Yin expected that, and she fiddled with the car radio to break the silence since she didn't want to talk to him either. A familiar song started to play, and Hui Yin realized that it was one of the more popular songs of Liu Jun. It was fast and upbeat, and his mellow voice filled the whole car.

Lu Shen reached out with one hand and turned off the radio.

Hui Yin quickly reacted, since she was enjoying the song.

"Why did you turn it off?" she demanded, twisting in her seat with an accusing glare.

Lu Shen gave her a deep glance full of warning before returning his attention back on the road.

"...it was annoying."

Hui Yin crossed her arms. "So what do you want me to listen to then? The hum of the crickets and the cicadas?"

Lu Shen sighed, and turned on the radio back again but to a different station. It was a live stock market news, and of course, the Lu Corporation was mentioned. They were the most expensive stock price this year, which didn't surprise Hui Yin. The Lu Corporation had long held its position at the top of the market for several years, with a market capitalization exceeding $2 trillion, the highest record in the world so far.

But the man beside her shook his head as he listened to the news.

"The market shares aren't catching up to the profits," he mumbled under his breath, as his slim fingers tapped restlessly on the steering wheel.

Hui Yin nearly whacked him on the head when she heard this. Who cares about the market shares? Ask any company out there which they would prefer more, market share or profits and the almost sure answer would be the latter. And it isn't as if the market shares of the Lu Corporation were bad either. In fact, they were beyond excellent.

It was only because this perfectionist tyrant wanted to keep everything to himself.

Hui Yin remembered the time she helped him with his documents during their marriage. No matter how comprehensive and concise the report or the proposal was, Lu Shen could always pinpoint a flaw or a mistake that he would be disgruntled with.

The pitiful employees under him had to alter and redo their whole presentation again and again, until it met his standard requirements. It was truly a workplace of hell.

Hmm, maybe she should buy and sell stocks to increase the RMB in her bank account. Becoming a part-timer wasn't the only way to raise money after all. She should at least use the knowledge she had gotten from becoming Lu Shen's free 'right-hand man' during their marriage.

Thinking about it, Hui Yin felt aggrieved. She should have demanded double pay and a pension from him before they divorced. Technically, she had been working for more than sixteen hours a day. She could have sued him for that.

The car arrived at Beijing Capital International airport, and Hui Yin raised an eyebrow as they got out of the car and walked past the main airport, heading towards the FBO.

"We're taking your private jet?" she asked as they stopped by the reception staff at the desk to meet their captain. "Just where are we going?"

Lu Shen's only reply was to take her hand and drag her with him.