Keep Distance, Mr. CEO!

Chapter 874: Chapter 874: The Deal (Part 2)

When Mr. Owen arrived at the company, Secretary Gao and others were so busy that nobody noticed the menacing old man had come in.

It wasn’t until a clerk, overwhelmed by the workload, accidentally bumped into them, and a startled scream ensued that everyone looked over in fright as if struck by lightning.

It’s over!

This is really over!

Especially Secretary Gao. When he saw the old man with killing intent even in his eyes, his vision went black, and he almost fainted: "Ol... old chairman..." noveldrama

"I ask you, where is your CEO?"

CE... CEO...

Just this one question, and everyone in the CEO’s office of the Owen Building was trembling, while Secretary Gao had to hold onto the desk to steady himself.

"The CEO, he... he..." Just about to explain, yet unexpectedly, his phone rang, and upon hearing it, he hurriedly took it out.

Unknown number?

Secretary Gao hesitantly answered: "Hello?"

"Tell him to go into the office, turn on the computer, I want to video call him!"

"..."

Oh my!!

What is this?

A glimmer of hope in a desperate situation?

Secretary Gao never felt the voice on the phone was so pleasant. After hanging up, he immediately turned to the old man who had frozen the whole CEO’s office with his presence: "Chairman, Young Master wants you to go into the office!"

"What?"

"Video, haha, he will video call you..." Secretary Gao didn’t dare to say more, quickly finished his words, and ran into the office over there.

The old man saw this, glared fiercely at the shocked people around him, and then went in with his cane.

Going in, into that office, sure enough, Secretary Gao had already connected the video, so he stood there and finally saw the son he hadn’t seen in a long time.

It’s been over a month, hasn’t it, between him and his son.

He looked at the young man in the video, dressed in casual home clothes, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a canvas in the other. His full-blown anger finally subsided temporarily: "Where are you?"

"Resting!" Just these two words as an answer, and this man basking in the sunlight drew a stroke on the white canvas with the brush in his hand.

It was a very bright stroke, just like his sun-kissed profile at this moment, a simple stroke, but its breathtaking beauty overshadowed all colors around it.

The old man saw this scene and was somewhat dazed!

He knew this son of his was remarkably handsome, as it was his mother’s beauty that attracted him to marry her.

Standing there, pausing for quite a while again, his gaze finally softened: "It’s okay if you go to rest, but at least let me know, look at what the company has become these past few days?"

The man drawing on the canvas sneered: "Since it has to be returned to others anyway, why take it so seriously?"

"You—" As soon as he said this, the old man’s expression changed.

It always has to be returned?

He actually said this to him? Does he know he is his father?

The old man’s once-calm anger started to flare up again: "Alright, I won’t talk to you about this, but when are you coming back? There’s something to discuss with you when you return."

With such an opening, the old man who had been waiting in the office for him for a long time finally spoke bluntly.