Chapter 4

Looking at the number flashing on the screen, she couldn't help but be surprised.

Is the number of a close friend in the country.

But why is she calling at this hour? Country S and the city of Cambridge are seven time zones apart.

It's only nine o'clock in the morning, so it's obviously two o'clock in the country.

A bad premonition slowly invaded her mind.

She picked up the phone.

- Linda, why are you calling me at this hour?

On the other end of the line echoed the urgent voice of her best friend.

(Pea, what's wrong with your phone? How many times have I called you but no answer?)

- My phone ran out of battery without me knowing.

(Hurry back, something happened to your parents.)

Sweet Pea felt her ears explode after hearing her friend say it.

The hand holding the phone trembled.

As if she had just heard a joke, she asked again.

- What did you just say?

(I told you to come back quickly, your parents have had an accident. The domestic press is spreading the news all over the place.)

- You must have made a mistake.

- It can't be.

- If the two of them have a problem, should my family call me?

(I don't know why they didn't call you either, but I'm not lying to you. It's not funny at all to joke about this.)

- I know, thank you.

I will buy the plane as soon as possible to return.

Sweet Pea now can't think of anything but to quickly pack up and return.

Some delicious breakfast seems to have been forgotten by her too.

She didn't bring too many things, just the essentials.

Quickly catch a taxi to the airport.

She must return as soon as possible at all costs.

Less than thirty minutes from the time of ticket purchase, to check-in, the plane took off into the blue clouds, bringing along Sweet Pea with a lot of chaos in its heart.

Over here, at the hotel.

Around ten o'clock in the morning, Brene's personal assistant Brian came to his room to find him.

As soon as he saw the assistant come in, he spoke first.

- Found it?

A short sentence, but covers all the content that needs to be conveyed.

His assistant also needed to know what to answer.

- Yes, General Brene.

Short as well, but the content to be conveyed is in the document that the assistant placed on the table and pushed it towards him.

With the file in hand, Brene Brian examined it seriously.

The phoenix's eyes narrowed slightly, but again, he did not show any emotion, making it impossible for the opposite person to guess his intentions and thoughts.

After a moment of consideration, he folded the file back onto the table, then slowly got up and walked over to the window.

Looking down from this height, he feels like a falcon with wide wingspan, freely soaring in the blue sky.

The assistant also knew very well that he followed behind him, but did not speak.

Only when he raised his voice to ask.

- Hey, what do you think about this?

Brene's assistant has followed him from the days he started his business until now.

From a small electronics company, until gradually expanding its business to the market, now it is a leading corporation in the country.

Of course, the trust and affection between him and his assistant has long surpassed that of master and servant.

But it must be said that it has reached the point of being like a friend, like a confidant and like a brother.

The assistant also calmly answered his question.

- I don't think it's too serious.

It's just that the dog stopped roosting.

I want to risk my life to change my life for a while.

- But I feel that Lao, that old Vuz is not awake at all.

Just a little bit of capital, but acting recklessly.

If he can't think of not being able to kill me, what will happen to his fox?

- Not a small amount of capital, General Brene.

After he withdrew capital, the companies that were cooperating with Vuz Thi also simultaneously canceled the contract.

Vuz is on the verge of bankruptcy.

- Oh, so that's it.

His attitude was so nonchalant that he seemed to be hearing gossip about someone.

While he himself is the main character.

He added one more sentence.

- If that's the case, create a few more waves, help them sink a little faster to avoid having to swim.

- Yes, I understood.

He turned around, grabbed the vest that was slung across the sofa and put it on, gesturing to his assistant.

- Prepare the car, let's go.

As an assistant, not only must be able to work, but the most important thing is to know the attitude of the superior to work.

Brene's assistant is smart, with a tough and cold person like Brene Brian, he never said superfluous words in front of him.

Just focus on doing your job well.

No curiosity, no gossip about the boss.

Maybe that's why he was able to stay with him for so long.

He didn't even need to ask me where he was going, just prepare the car and sit in the driver's seat.

As for where he wanted to go, Brene Brian would have told him.

That's why he didn't need to be in a hurry.

After the car started rolling, Brene Brian left him a sentence.

- Drive to the apartment where you picked me up last night.

"Yes."

Just an hour is not superfluous.

It's true that performance should speak louder than words...