Zeeshan left the office quite late in the evening. He had a few clients wanting to prepone their meetings and had to deal with a fussy client personally. Sometimes he wondered why he paid so many employees if he was the one doing all the toiling. Zeeshan rolled his eyes when he remembered the fuss was just so that the company would be obliged to work on his terms. Too bad Zeeshan already knew about such schemes and set the guy in his lane. He boarded his car and sighed when he realized he would miss dinner. His mother had warned him once about the issue of missing dinner and Zeeshan was sure the only thing he was to digest that night was lectures.