I turned to Frank Michaelson and silently gave him a thumbs up. "Frank, did you pay for this?"
Frank Michaelson chuckled. "How could that be?"
"Then it must be the two of them."
I couldn’t pretend not to know about this, so I walked up to them.
"Charles, George, didn’t we agree that I would treat you this ti? How is it that you settled the bill?"
Charles patted my shoulder and whispered, "William, you helped a lot today. How can I let you pay?"
"But..."
"William."
George hooked my shoulder. "Didn’t we agree to take turns treating? It was your suggestion. Let Charles treat this ti, and you can treat next ti. Isn’t that fine?"
I sighed intentionally, "Alright, we agreed on that. But rember, next ti it’s my turn."
Charles laughed, looking at more warmly than before. "Don’t worry, I won’t stop you from checking out next ti."
After seeing off Frank Michaelson, Charles got into his own Rolls-Royce.
I got into George’s Cadillac Fleetwood. "Have so water to rinse your mouth."
George pulled out a bottle of water with wings and embedded diamonds from the car’s icebox. I knew this water cost over a hundred dollars per bottle.
Rinsing one’s mouth with water that cost over a hundred dollars per bottle was beyond extravagant.
After taking a sip, the taste wasn’t any better than a one-dollar bottle of water.
George took out a box of handmade cigars and handed one. He opened the sunroof, lazily lay back in the massage chair, and said, "William, you helped Charles a lot today, and you helped too."
I didn’t quite understand, so I asked, "George, what do you an by that?"
"I won’t hide it from you. In fact, Charles is a major shareholder in the Marquesa Vines company. We signed a contract privately, and Jessica Lawrence is aware of it."
I nodded. It seed Jessica Lawrence’s information was indeed correct. They had signed an agreent in private.
"Marquesa Vines company has been able to develop to its current state thanks to Charles’s great help. By hitching a ride with Frank Michaelson this ti, my Marquesa Vines company can naturally continue to expand through his channels."
George was excited. "This is a great opportunity. This opportunity allows us to invest tens of millions without making any noise, save a significant amount of money, and eliminate the need for lengthy negotiations. You played a crucial role in this."
I quickly waved my hand. "No, I didn’t say a word. It was all Charles’s doing."
George smiled. "Do you know why Frank Michaelson ntioned the Sevan Liquor incident?"
"To raise prices?" I pretended not to know.
"That’s just one of the reasons."
George said, "He didn’t take a fifty percent profit. In fact, he only took forty percent of Sevan Old Cellar. This implies that he, out of respect for you, gave up such a large profit."
I acted as if I suddenly understood, but inside, I was ecstatic.
Frank Michaelson was right. This incident ca together by chance. He took advantage of it. Charles and George also believed they had struck gold, and crucially, they owed a favor.
Frank Michaelson has helped a lot.
"So, you understand now, right? If it weren’t for you taking the lead, this wouldn’t have been so simple."
George praised : "Honestly, William, your luck is enviable even to . The Michaelson family really thinks highly of you."
I scratched my head, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I guess it’s just dumb luck."
"You are truly wise in foolishness."
George looked at aningfully.
After dropping off at Kristina’s community gate, George said, "William, I’ll co to your company in a few days."
I quickly replied, "Welco. I’ll be there to welco you."
I watched as George’s car drove away before entering the community.
Luckily, I had a good tolerance for alcohol. If not, I might have passed out tonight, but my steps felt a little unsteady.
I opened the door to Kristina’s house. The living room light was still on. A gentle woman was sitting on the sofa, watching a variety show.
I quietly closed the door, took off my shoes, and tiptoed over. She was so engrossed in the show that she didn’t notice coming in.
I hugged her directly from behind. "Kristina, I missed you so much!"
Kristina exclaid in surprise, and then, upon recognizing , she gave a gentle glare. "Are you a cat? How co you make no sound when you walk?"
I greedily sniffed the fragrance on her, nuzzling against her fair neck. It was this scent that brought peace to my heart.
"You reek of alcohol. How much did you drink?"
She knelt on the sofa, furrowing her brows. "Did you remove your stitches? You drank so much!"
Even when she was angry, she looked so beautiful.
I rolled over from behind onto the sofa, pulling Kristina into my arms and letting her press against . I held her tightly. "Kristina, please don’t scold ."
When she heard act like a child, Kristina sighed with a mix of helplessness and affection in her eyes. "What can I say about you? I really can’t do anything with you."
As she spoke, she rolled up my sleeve. "Don’t move. Let check your wound!"
I obediently nodded, letting Kristina take care of , feeling truly comfortable.
Beside Kristina, it felt like finding a safe harbor. No matter what happened, Kristina would always accommodate .
Unwrapping the gauze and seeing it soaked with exudate, she got angry. "Look at you. Did you not change the dressing for the past two days? It’s almost ti to remove the stitches, but now there are signs of inflammation."
She twisted my waist hard in anger, making grimace in pain. Seeing wince, she softened her touch. "You’re an adult yet you don’t know how to take care of yourself."
"Wait here. I’ll apply the dicine for you!"
She hurried to get the first-aid kit. When she ca back, I quickly took out a box from my shirt pocket. "This is for you!"
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