She was a child, but her mind was so evil. It would be bad when she grew up. Did he really have to wait for that kid from the Shen to deal with her?
âOlive, what kind of weirdo did you give birth to? So troublesome.â
Before Olive could open her mouth, Alan protected his woman and said, âWhat weirdo? My daughter is called precocious. You may not be able to born such genius.â
âSays who?â Kent was naturally unconvinced. âWhen things are over here, Iâll go back and make bunch of children with Janetta. Each of them will be better than your little witch to piss you off.â
Alan laughed, âAs long as your woman agrees. Make several children to be my daughterâs friends. Iâll be so happy, not pissed off.â
And Damon said evilly, âBoss, if youâre going to make bunch of children, do you plan to start your stallion business in the future?â
Everyone laughed together, and even Olive had fun.
Kent looked at these brazen guys and thought that he had been too kind with them. When things were over, he would definitely plant some prestige in them, or they would really see him as a mushy boss.
After eating, drinking, and making trouble, Alan finally dived into the topic, âHow are things going?â
Nate replied, âAll are as expected. Just waiting for the good show to start.â
Alan wiped his mouth with a tissue, âEveryone has worked hard these days. When things are done, everything that originally belongs to you will be returned one by one.â
The five men looked at each other, then Damon stood up, âMr. Hoyle, do you want to hear our honest words?â
Alan said, âWe donât like to listen to lies.â
Damon said, âI wonât deny that at the beginning, we all had wanted to take advantage of you and Mr.
Bai to regain everything that belongs to us from Finny Meyer. But after staying with you guys for a long time, Iâm touched by how you guys conduct yourself in society and impressed by your courage and wisdom. You guys plan strategies, act cautiously. Even if a few of us add up to practice for eight or ten years, we still may not be able to reach your level. Finn Meyer steals our company from us and our fathers. Now that Finn Meyer will be defeated by you again, it may not be retribution, but it also proves that you guys are stronger than him. Although we have our own strengths, we probably wonât be able to achieve this if it wasnât for your guidance. After we discussed, weâre still willing to continue following you guys, being your subordinates.â
Kent shook his head and his eyes swept across them in disdain, âLook at you guys. Men looking imposing but have no bit of ambition.â
Luke said, âBeing ambitious doesnât suit me. As long as I can avenge my short-lived dad, Iâm enjoying my current work more.â
Ezra, who had always been bad with words, also said, âWe are sincere.â
James said, âOr do you guys not trust us?â
This determination stunned Olive. Actually, she only met these people for the first time.
It was called concealed talents next to Alan and Kent. She naturally couldnât get a word in when encountering such matter. She silently carried the dishes to the kitchen, came back after washing it, and then quietly sat next to her man.
Alan pondered a little and said, âItâs okay to continue working with us, but you still have to take care of your own company.â
It was nearly ten when they went down the mountain. Two cars passed across the mountain highway leisurely.
The zigzagged mountain road was built on the top of the mountain. They passed the Butterfly Valley, gently going to the foot of the mountain.
The narrow winding road that wasnât easy to walk once was paved with slab stones, becoming a place for people to exercise.
In the past six years, everything kept changing. The only thing that remained unchanged was their heart.
Kent looked at Juneâs shining sun outside the window. âHoyle, it takes an hour and a half from the mountain to Hoyle Group. Are you going to watch the fun or go to lunch?â
âJust let that old fox be proud for a few more hours. The more excited he is now, the more miserable he will be when he falls,â Alan chuckled icily, weighing the phone in his hand repeatedly.
Kent also tapped his fingers on the steering wheel a few times, then he said the question which had long troubled him, âHoyle, do you notice that everything Finn Meyer did to your family is with deep hatred? This kind of hatred doesnât start with your refusal to marry his daughter, it may have been since earlier. It may be a grudge against your father that no one knows.â
Alan was silent for a moment and said, âThis is also a question I want to clarify. What kind of hatred it is that can make a person crazy?â
Olive looked at him worriedly. He held her hand in his palm, conveying his positive energy that he was fine.
Annie raised her head and asked him, âAre there a lot of bad people in this world?â
âIn this world, there arenât a few bad people, but there are more good people.â
Alan didnât want the grudges of their previous generation to continue to the next generationâs lives. His daughter should live in a carefree environment and he would pave a safe way for her. He didnât want such a young child to have a gloomy mind. A child should be cheerful and positive.
Kent laughed and glanced bag, âLittle girl, do you think Iâm a good person or a bad person?â
Annie answered him without even thinking, âYou donât look like a good person from your appearance.â
Kent turned depressed, âYou brat. Iâm so handsome, how can I look like a bad person?â
âThat isnât me, itâs what Auntie Janetta said. She said that youâre a hooligan and a bad man.â The little kid deliberately pressed hard at the last three words just to get back at him from calling her a brat. Why called her a brat? She was obviously a good little girl. He truly had bad eyes.
What a revengeful little thing. Alan ruffled her hair amusedly.
At this time, the Hoyle Group, which was shrouded by dark clouds, didnât have such joy.
In other words, the haze over the past few months hadnât dissipated, especially when Alan Hoyle appeared on the victimsâ list in the plane crash yesterday. It was one disaster after another. And the shareholders meeting today had received a devastating blow.
Those employees who were expecting Alan to return and lead them out of the slump hopelessly realized that it could only be a dream that would never be a reality.
The shareholders meeting wasnât cancelled or rescheduled due to the death of Alan Hoyle. The employees were surprised to find that the bossâs seat wasnât replaced by a person from the Hoyle Family, but by someone called Steward.
And this person didnât show up from the start to the end. He just dispatched his assistant, Simon Ace, to participate.
It was heard that there would be a big scope of layoffs. Everyone was in danger.
Finn Meyer sold all of his last shares he controlled to Steward.
When Alan left Jiangcheng, he didnât take away a single thing from Hoyle Group and just left. He left everything to his mother.
In the past few months, Finn Meyer had cheated a lot of things from Mrs. Hoyle. He had never seen such stupid woman. Had she changed her IQ too when she had a heart transplantation surgery? It was good too, so he didnât have to think about unnecessary countermeasures. He didnât ask for process, only the result. He wanted the Hoyle Family was left with nothing.
At this moment, Mrs. Hoyle was unconscious in the hospital because she couldnât bear the shock of losing her son.
Finn Meyer became more unrestrained, even forging Mrs. Hoyleâs handwriting, brazenly taking Mrs.
Hoyleâs personal seal, and selling her shares to Steward in exchange for a large number of check. Of course he wished that woman, who was lying on the sick bed, could never wake up again.
He needed a lot of capital flows to make up the void of his business failure.
That hole was like a bottomless hole and h couldnât fill it enough. It worried him very much. But he was even happier now that the Hoyle had finally reached a hopeless situation under his years of strategizing.
Since he couldnât swallow Hoyle Group by himself, it was okay for an outside to swallow it for him. The result was the same anyway. When Hoyle Group fell, he would profit from it.
The proud Finn Meyer didnât know that Alanâs car had quietly stopped on the side of the road opposite to the Hoyle Group building. He watched his ugly face appear in front of the reporters gathered downstairs, together with Simon and his two lawyers.
Kent looked at Alan who had no intention of getting off the car, âWhat is it? Youâre not planning to surprise the old fox?â
Alan coldly lifted the corner of his mouth, âDonât you think itâs too hot to stand under the sun in the middle of the day? It doesnât matter for Finn Meyer because he has thick skin, but I donât my baby burn.â
Kent looked at him in disdain, âIâve never seen a person like you who dotes on their daughter so much.
Be careful from spoiling her into a demon.â
âThe first person Iâll harm when I become a demon is you, Uncle Kent,â Annie grind, then looked up at her father. âUncle, you have a better way to catch the bad guy, right?â
âVery smart.â Alan kissed his daughterâs little cheek.
Olive looked at him confusedly, âWhich one are you playing?â
He came to Hoyle Group, but he didnât go in. The enemy was in front of him, but he hid at the side watching him. What did he have up his sleeve?
The reportersâ ability to encircle and intercept had been finely honed. Finn Meyer originally suggested Simon taking a special passage, but Simon didnât care about that. Great, now they had difficulty to get out for a while, and were swarmed by all kinds of sharp question.
For example:
âMr. Meyer, Mr. Hoyle once rejected your daughterâs marriage and stormed off the wedding. What are your thoughts on Mr. Hoyleâs death this time?â
âWhy does Hoyle Groupâs boss immediately change to a new person the moment Mr. Hoyle died?â
âMr. Hoyle died at such a critical time. Is there an ulterior connection to it?â
Finn Meyerâs face naturally didnât look good. When he wanted to call for the security guards, Simon smiled on the side, âI know you all have many questions, but our time is rushed now. Iâm sorry. Mr.
Meyer and I canât answer each one of you.â
At this time, an employee rushed out and shouted, âThey refuse to answer directly because theyâre guilty. President Hoyle was killed by them.â
The reporters were in an uproar. Seeing that the situation was out of control, Simon squinted a little to have a better look at the person, âWhich department do you belong to?â
âWhat for? Iâll be layoff sooner or later. I donât care anymore.â That man took off his work ID and threw it to the ground, then spitted at the two of them. He broke free from the security guards and walked away.