Chapter 611: Can’t Accept Your Request
Chapter 611: Can’t Accept Your Request
‘Right! I should call my creditor, Timothy, and beg him to get Kenneth to accept my interview. That is the best idea ever! I am brilliant.’ Rylee thought to herself.
...
After thinking about it, Rylee found Timothy’s phone number and called him.
Timothy was having a meeting with several bosses of the subsidiaries. All of these bosses were sitting humbly and waiting to get reprimanded.
The progress of this quarter did not reach the satisfaction of Timothy. Since he was the most critical and strict, he was about to scold them severely.
Suddenly, Timothy’s phone buzzed.
When he was about to reject the call, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the phone screen and found that it was a call from Rylee. He immediately frowned and felt a sudden excitement all over.
He wondered, ‘This girl actually took the initiative to call me?’
He was immediately surprised.
Timothy quickly took the phone. After pondering, he waved at the several men across him and instructed indifferently, “That’s all for today. You guys can leave first.”
Several bosses all froze in disbelief. After coming to a realization, they all slipped away.
They couldn't believe how lucky they were to be able to retreat!
After going out, a boss whispered to the people around him, “I do not know who the caller was, but that person was able to make an exception for the boss to answer his phone at work. That person is too
incredible! We are indeed lucky today.”
“Could it be that the boss’s parents are calling? Perhaps they are critically ill or something?”
“Shh! Our boss doesn't have any parents at all! Don’t spread the word, or you’ll be a dead man!”
Timothy turned around in the executive chair and at the multitude of people below through the floor-to- ceiling windows. Only then did he pick up the phone.
“Hello?”
“Is it Mr. Wheeler?” Rylee’s sly voice rang out. Surprisingly, it tickled Timothy’s ears.
“No.”
“Huh? How is it not? This is obviously your voice!” Rylee complained with a pout.
She thought, ‘What the hell is Timothy doing? Does he think I can’t recognize his unique voice?’
Timothy raised his eyebrows. “There is only the Timothy you know here, not Mr. Wheeler.”
Not again. Rylee rolled her eyes.
“Alright, alright, it is my fault for addressing you wrongly again. Are you happy now? Timothy, are you happy now? Others would be happy with people addressing them respectfully, but you are the other way around. You insist on wanting me to call you by your name, Timothy.”
Timothy spoke, “To others, of course, I would prefer the first one. But to you... I can’t be your elder.”
Rylee was in a bit of a trance for a while.
She wondered, what did he mean?
What did he mean by he couldn't be her elder?
Did that mean he could only be her peer?
“Okay. Timothy, I want to ask you a little favour. Hahha.” Rylee laughed slyly again.
Timothy wanted to laugh, but he held back. He rubbed his temple with one finger and a graceful posture. “Well, I knew you would not find me for nothing. You will not think of me for no reason.”
Hm, what's that about?
“I will think of you. I really will. Who asked you to be my creditor?”
“Tell me, what do you need me to do?”
“Oh, here’s the case. My teacher has assigned me an interview task. If I were to succeed in the interview, I would get a bonus. If I could get the bonus, wouldn’t I be able to pay you off sooner?”
As Rylee was rambling, Timothy frowned a little.
Pay him off sooner?
This was not the outcome he wanted.
Rylee sneered and went on, “My teacher has assigned me to interview Kenneth Keith.”
“Huh?” Timothy frowned.
Kenneth Keith?
“I don't have Kenneth’s contact information, but you do. Can you call Kenneth and get him to accept the interview with me?”
Timothy pondered for a moment. “Is this important?”
“Of course, it is important! It is a great opportunity to improve my professional ability and also to earn money.”
“I can give you Kenneth’s contact number. But how are you going to thank me?”
Rylee wiped off her cold sweat.
She thought, ‘Asking a boss like Mr. Wheeler for someone else’s contact number is a small matter. How could he blackmail me for such a small thing? He is indeed wealthy but uncharitable.’
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“I do not mind you repaying me with your body.” Once Timothy said those words, he was also stunned.
He had never said such words to any woman before. He actually got goosebumps after saying this.
“Huh?” Rylee was startled. Only then did she realize what Timothy meant. She gritted her teeth, “Do you have to be so extreme? I am only asking you for a contact number. I can’t believe you would want such compensation. Hmph, I do not need your help anymore! You are so terrible!’
Rylee hurriedly hung up the phone. She covered her heart with her hands, and her little heart was beating rapidly.
Repaying his gratitude with her body?
Goodness, she was blushing!
She could not believe Mr. Wheeler was so horny!
Daaaang it.
The sound of a text message notification rang out.
Rylee took her phone and glanced at it. It was a text message from Timothy. He texted: Treat me to a cup of coffee. Kenneth’s contact number is…
Rylee bit her lips and smiled.
She knew Timothy would not sit back and watch. ‘Although Mr. Wheeler is harsh and bad-tempered, it is still right to go to him for anything.’ she thought.
After getting Kenneth’s contact number, she felt like it was a cinch for her to get the four thousand dollars.
Kenneth was looking at the document when his phone rang.
He picked up the phone and looked at it. It was a phone call from Timothy.
“Boss…”
“That girl wants to find you for an interview.”
Timothy started off the conversation with this sentence, which made Kenneth confused.
Kenneth wondered who was Timothy referring to.
“Boss, I…”
“You should know how to deal with that girl, right?”
“I…”
“If you did not handle this matter correctly, I think you would have to enhance your martial arts skills.”
After speaking without context, Timothy directly hung up the phone. He did not even give Kenneth a chance to catch his breath.
It was purely Timothy’s resolute and decisive style.
“I…” Kenneth held up his phone and almost choked to death there.
“I... How can I be so unlucky! I don’t even know how to deal with that girl of yours! How could you hang up the phone? By the way, why did you want to train my martial arts skills for no reason?”
In other words, he would have to be Timothy’s punching bag.
Apart from getting beaten up, could there be any other possibilities?
When the secretary sent the green tea in, she saw that Kenneth, who always cared about his appearance, frantically pulling his hair.
It seemed like he was crazy.
After a while, Kenneth finally figured out “that girl” that Timothy had referred to.
“Is this Mr. Keith? Hello, nice to meet you. I am Rylee Carroll, a Journalism student. We have met before. You haven’t forgotten yet, have you? That Bugatti... I sang in that charity donation before... Haha... That’s me, Rylee Carroll…”
As Kenneth listened to Rylee’s sly voice, he felt his scalp tingle. He spoke curtly, “Are you that little chick?”
Rylee's smile suddenly all dissipated. After holding back for two seconds, she burst out yelling, “What the hell is wrong with you? I told you not to call me a little chick! You are not allowed to call me that! I am not little nor a chick!”
Kenneth was flabbergasted at her shrewish roar.
Jeez, he couldn't believe this woman could be so tough.
‘Sure enough, the woman that my boss is interested in has great potential and is simply an oddball,’ he thought.
After Rylee had finished scolding, she finally realized what was going on. She covered her mouth and said softly with a bitter face, “I... I said some wrong thing just now. I was not talking about you. Please do not take it to heart. Hahaha... Mr. Keith, you can address me however you like. That shows how close we are. Well... I know you are the kindest and have the best temper, right?”
Kenneth was rubbing his head so much that he almost tore it off. “No, you must not tell others that we are close. I will not be able to bear the responsibility. I still want to keep my brain.”
If Timothy was to hear it, he would get jealous and rip his brain off.
Rylee did not understand what Kenneth meant by this sentence. Who cares what others had said! The point was that she must tell him his request!'’
“Mr. Keith, the kindest and friendliest Mr. Keith, I... have a presumptuous request…”
Kenneth frowned and directly cut her off, “Since you know it is a presumptuous request, do not say it. It saves trouble.”
Kenneth wondered if he was the most pitiful boss in history?
He didn't even know how to deal with a university freshman student's request for an exclusive interview.
What exactly did Timothy mean by that? Should he accept her request or not?
The abominable Timothy Wheeler indeed like to torture people.’
Rylee moved her eyes. “Oh, I know you are just joking, Mr. Keith. Since you are so kind, how would you not give a journalism industry newbie like me a chance? So here is the thing. My school has assigned me to have an interview session with you. It is simple and will not take up a lot of your time. I can bet on my brain to reassure you.”
“Even If I have the time and mood to do the interview, I can't agree to it.” Kenneth sighed as he scratched his scalp.
“Pardon?” Rylee directly froze.
“Since you want your life, you should put yourself in my shoes. I am also a human being, and I also need my life. Am I right?”
“Yes... Wait, what? Mr. Keith, what are you talking about?”
Rylee was puzzled.
She wondered, ‘I am only asking if he is willing to do the interview. Since when did I ask him whether he wants his life or not? Why do I feel so tired talking to this guy?’
Kenneth spoke solemnly with a stern face, “In short, I cannot accept your request for an interview. That's it. I’m busy!”