"Fourth-tier incident?" Geoffrey stood up immediately. He looked at Mars with a gloomy expression, and said, "What happened? How did Cyril get involved in a fourth-tier incident? And he's being targeted by the people from Bastie Prison? "
"President, it's like this. About 10 days ago, Goodenia and …" Mars didn't dare to slack off. He told Geoffrey how Goodenia and Ward had gotten into trouble with Amy's family, and how Cyril had gotten Ward's subordinate, Gabriel, into a fourth-tier incident. After receiving money from the two families, he used all kinds of methods to get information from Bastie Prison, and tried to bribe people to get them out.
After hearing Mars' story, Geoffrey was silent for a while. He looked deeply into Mars' eyes, and said, "Mars, how many years have you been by my side?"
"23 years, President." Mars lowered his eyes. He didn't dare to look Geoffrey in the eye.
"You've been by my side ever since Old Jack passed away. You and your father have been by my side for most of my life. How have I treated you?" Geoffrey asked.
"My father always talked about how good you were when he was alive. He had been by your side ever since he was a coachman. He was always grateful for your kindness. I've been by your side for more than 20 years, and you've treated me like family." Mars lowered his head even more.
"Since I'm not dead yet, why are you in such a hurry to pick a side? Remember, as long as I'm alive, I'm still the head of the Family Moreton. I'm still the president of the Aden Chamber of Commerce. I'm still Geoffrey Moreton's number one business man in Chaos City. "Geoffrey smiled sarcastically.
"Yes … Yes …" Mars lowered his head. The hair on his forehead was already soaked with sweat. Although he had been by Geoffrey's side for more than 20 years, he would still think of the president who had scolded his father so badly every time he stood in front of him.
He was like a lion. When he was lying on the ground, people were in awe of him. When he roared, everyone had to lower their heads.
He was the king of this manor, the king of the Aden Chamber of Commerce.
"Go get that idiot." The smile on Geoffrey's face disappeared. He withdrew his gaze from Mars and looked at the maple tree that was beginning to turn red. He said calmly, "From today onwards, don't appear in front of me again. Choose the shop that is the furthest away."
"President …" Mars's expression changed drastically. He looked at Geoffrey's expressionless face and swallowed the rest of his words. No one could change Geoffrey's mind.
"Please take care of yourself." Mars bowed deeply, and turned to leave with a gloomy expression. When he walked out of the garden, Mars looked back at the white-haired old man in the garden, and suddenly remembered what his father had said to him before he passed away. "Remember, there is only one president in this world. What you have to do is to be absolutely loyal to him. That's enough."
"Father, perhaps I should have listened to you." Mars clenched his fists and turned to leave. His footsteps were a little heavy. He knew that if he left now, he might never be able to return to this beautiful manor. Something seemed to be missing in his heart.
Ever since he was a child, he had watched this manor prosper. He had watched the young and strong president grow old. The morning sun shone on this luxurious manor, but it was like the afterglow of the setting sun. It was a little gloomy.
"If the young master hadn't chosen to become a teacher, perhaps this manor could have become even more magnificent? At least … it wouldn't have deteriorated too quickly. " Mars thought to himself. However, he quickly shook his head with a smile as he recalled the elated look on the young master's face when he had received the acceptance letter from Chaos School. Perhaps this is the life that he really wants. Even without this manor, having the children is enough.
…
"Father, let me explain, I …" Cyril rushed to the garden, and his face was a little pale. Mars had already given him a rough explanation of the situation, and at the same time bade farewell to him.
Mars was his father's most trusted person. Although he was usually just a mouthpiece, he was the only one who could understand Geoffrey's intentions with just a glance and a cough. He had a special position in the Aden Chamber of Commerce.
But now, he had been removed from his position. He would no longer hold any position in the Aden Chamber of Commerce, and could only work in Family Moreton's shops.
Cyril wasn't stupid. He knew what this meant. Geoffrey was angry, very angry.
"Smack!!!"
Before Cyril had a chance to finish his sentence, Jeffree had already turned around and slapped him across the face. The crisp sound of the slap caused all of the insects in the flowers to stop chirping.
"Plop!"
Cyril knelt on the ground. His left cheek was swollen. He looked at Geoffrey in horror, and said with a trembling voice, "Father, I was wrong. I know I was wrong …"
"You know you were wrong?" Geoffrey retracted his hand. His hand was trembling in his wide sleeves. He looked at Cyril, and raised his voice. "Then tell me, what did you do wrong?"
"I …" Cyril opened his mouth, but choked. He rolled his eyes, and didn't know what to say.
"If you don't say it, then I'll tell you. What did you do wrong?" Geoffrey looked at Cyril as if he was looking at a clown. He looked at him condescendingly, and said with a mocking smile, "First, you shouldn't have touched my people. The Mars father and son have been with me for decades. Loyalty is the most basic rule of a servant. When you made him obey you, you had a disloyal servant."
"Second, you shouldn't have changed the rules I set. I set the rule that half of the Aden Chamber of Commerce's restaurants were taken up by the Aden Chamber of Commerce. Restaurants that can enter the Aden Chamber of Commerce can enter the rankings, but the increase in the rankings can increase the restaurant's turnover to a certain extent. This has caused the disgust of many ordinary merchants. But you took up 90% of the rankings, and used the bidding method to rank. As the second young master of Family Moreton, do you lack money? Do you only have this little bit of money in your eyes? Do you know what the rules are?
Our Family Moreton's status today is based on the rules. Even if the rules were set by us, we have to abide by and protect them. Only in a relatively free market would there be vigorous vitality and room for continued improvement. And you, you're stifling this freedom. Then what's the point of our control? "
"Third, you shouldn't have provoked people and forces that you can't afford to provoke. Merchants seek benefits and avoid harm. This is the foundation of our survival. A true merchant should have fear and know how to protect his own wings so that he can always stand in a safe place.
And you, for a few thousand copper coins, you touched the Bastie Prison and got involved in a level 4 incident. Do you know what a level 4 incident means? Even if you're the son of the mayor, as long as you commit a level 4 incident, you can only stay in the Bastie Prison for the rest of your life. Who do you think you are? You want to bail someone out of the Bastie Prison? If you're caught because of this, don't worry, I won't bail you out. "
"Father, I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong …" Cyril's face was pale. He knelt on the ground and crawled forward a few steps, wanting to hug Geoffrey's thigh.
"Don't think that Family Moreton can only be handed over to you after I die. You can do whatever you want." Geoffrey retracted his left foot in disgust and said coldly, "From today onwards, Gloria is one of the candidates to inherit Family Moreton. She has the right to inherit Family Moreton just like you."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
