Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 837 Life is all about ups and downs 25

Sheila didn't answer for a long time, but I knew that she was a smart person, and another silence only

proved that she had taken it all in.

As the saying goes, the one who is close to the vermilion is red, and Folly stayed for a long time, when

making decisions, I also dry and sharp, so I spoke again, "We all believe in Miss Torres and the

technical ability of the R & D department, but in business, business, what does not meet the expected

revenue, as the owner of the shareholders, to be responsible for the entire company, we will not allow it

to continue to lose money, Miss Torres is on her own."

After that, I hung up the phone.

In fact, think about it, stall Dennis so a boss sometimes or quite unlucky, he never only look at the

results, will not be painstakingly chasing the ass behind, to see the completion of the process and how

the rivalry between you chase me, as long as it does not reach his goal, it will become the abandoned

child.

Sheila is a talented person, but it doesn't mean that she is the only one in the world who is good at AI.

On the contrary, only the George Group can give her the respect and status she has today, and I

believe she knows what to do afterwards.

......

A week since the Essen acquisition was launched, the George Group has added a 5% stake through

an equity transfer, while an established air conditioning plant in the country has expressed interest in

acquiring Essen to compete with the George Group and take advantage of space and policy, following

interference from the Dreor government.

To complete the acquisition, Dennis and Toby traveled to Dreor to negotiate in person.

On the third day, Dreor's more official news number on Twitter posted information that the air

conditioning plant and Essen were in the negotiation phase and about to sign a contract, and Dennis

called me in the afternoon, sounding a bit tired.

"Did it not go well?" I asked him.

"Kind of." Dennis sighed deeply, "I'm running something, and if it works, there's a turnaround in this

thing." Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"What is it?"

"You'll know after that, now is not the time to talk about it." Dennis turned the conversation away

directly, "How is your body feeling these days? Any pregnancy symptoms?"

Maybe he needed the good news too much to wash it down because of the recent negative news from

the company, I froze for a moment and said somewhat apologetically, "No. Eat well, drink well,

everything is normal."

"Fine," Dennis skimmed over it lightly, pretending not to care much, "I was worried that you wouldn't be

able to eat or sleep in my absence, but now it seems like a total overthink."

"That's right, Mr. George, you think too highly of yourself." I crawled down the slope, not giving him any

face.

The attitude is arrogant, and I do not know where to stimulate Dennis, causing him to laughter twice.

It is good to laugh, laugh out, the situation is not too bad, Essen's acquisition involves nearly ten billion,

if not taken down, the George Group want to start other large projects in the future, the liquidity is very

problematic.

Dennis also did not answer, and explained to himself, "There is at most one week before you can

return to China, until then, you stay at home and put the child first, understand?"

These words have been reminded a million times by Professor West alone, I heard my ears are almost

calloused, how could not remember, "I know this, but you, there are so many beautiful women in Dreor,

have you seen one or two? Ready to bring back?"

Dennis hummed lightly, then he laughed away on the phone, flirting, "Clara, are you jealous?

Hahahaha ......"

"You think too much, I'm interested in beautiful women, not you, hang up!"

I was probably just annoyed, hung up the phone and threw the phone directly to the side, and glanced

at the window to see a glimpse of light coming in, so I went over and pulled the curtains open.

Walk to the window, a rare glance down, only to find that the villa perimeter of the bodyguards than

before and double, almost every person slipped in the place are guarded, it is not too much to say that

it is airtight.

Thinking about Dennis's reminder on the phone, I was scared as an afterthought that maybe something

was happening quietly that only I didn't know about.

This night, I went to bed early, dazed and heard the sound of tables, chairs and benches falling

downstairs, so I got up and dressed and went downstairs.

By the time I reached the stairway, the noises had turned into the sound of a fight, and looking down, a

dozen bodyguards throughout the living room were surrounding a man.

The sound of the door opening came from behind me, it was Nanny who heard the commotion and

came out with Clarie who was still awake, I hurriedly called them back, "It's okay, Nanny, bring the baby

inside."

This kind of occasion is not suitable for the elderly and small children.

Watching Clarie enter the room, I looked downstairs again, the man who was obviously dressed

differently from the bodyguards, by now the force has been slackened, gradually be prevailed, was hit

several times in a row, finally, five bodyguards together embraced up, subdued the man on the ground.

I kept my nerves tense the whole time, and only then did I breathe a sigh of relief, but worried that the

situation had changed, and did not dare to go downstairs, but stood at the railing and asked from

above, "What is the situation?"

In Dennis' absence, I am the master of the house and try to sound clinical in order to give the

bodyguards a backbone.

The lead bodyguard heard the voice and took two steps in my direction before looking up and

reporting, "Mrs. George, this man just sneaked in and was discovered by us, he has now been

subdued and will be put in the basement later."

"Well, well done." I nodded in approval, the interrogation was always more experienced with the people

under Dennis' hands.

With my consent, the bodyguards escorted the man up and prepared to send him into the basement,

however, just two steps away, the man suddenly yelled out.

"Clara!"

This voice ...... is Hank?!

"Wait!" I immediately called the bodyguards to a halt, "Bring the men here."

From just now has been standing upstairs, can only see the heads of this group of people downstairs,

after the man was restrained, face to the ground, I also did not have the opportunity to see, naturally do

not recognize, but the voice can not lie, Hank's voice I am too familiar with.

The bodyguards wanted to ensure my safety and did not dare to send the man too close, just stopping

in place, one of them using brute force to break the man's face up and look in my direction.

The moment the four eyes met, I was stunned.

The man with a bearded face and a muddy eye is indeed Hank, but is he really Hank?

"Let him go." Hank would hurt anyone but me.

The bodyguards looked left and right, fearing the premise of putting me in danger and annoying

Dennis, none dared to let go.

"Let go! He's my friend! I'll take the blame if something happens!"

The bodyguard then let go of Hank and retreated to the door.

I sighed and slowly walked downstairs, "If you want to come see me, why don't you just say so? Why

sneak in in the middle of the night."

"You think I didn't?" Hank looked at me coldly, "It's so hard to see Mrs. George these days."