"I’m twenty-eight, and you are not even fifty yet."
Ji Chicheng went upstairs, suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Charles.
His tone and gaze were clearly contemptuous.
But Charles wasn’t bothered, nodding as if it were an honor, "Yes, I was with your mom very early, she was only seventeen then."
Seventeen... still a minor.
Truly worse than a beast.
Ji Chicheng cursed Charles in his heart, turned away coldly, and ignored him.
He thought, perhaps he really was his son, must be his son.
...
"This is the first ti your efficiency is this poor. It’s been months, even if they’ve had plastic surgery, you should have found them by now."
Receiving a call early in the morning with no good news, Charles was enraged.
The person on the other end of the phone explained timidly, "The K country is currently in a state of war, refugees are everywhere."
Explaining only made Charles angrier, "These are not excuses for your incompetence. I want you to bring the person back as soon as possible."
"Sorry, Mr. Charles, we will definitely keep trying."
"Effort without results is still incompetence!"
Charles retorted, then hung up the phone, tossed the phone heavily onto the table, and reached for a towel to drape over himself.
The servant waiting nearby imdiately handed him a drink to replenish his blood sugar, presenting it with both hands.
Charles took the drink, his sharp eyes flickered as he turned his head to the right.
Korea quickly acted as if nothing was wrong and walked forward, "Uncle, I’m here to swim with you."
She walked towards Charles with a beaming smile.
Charles unscrewed the bottle cap, took a sip of the drink, and only when Korea walked up to him did he look at her and ask, "Is everything going smoothly with the work over there?"
He ca back too late yesterday and didn’t have a chance to talk to her about work alone.
Korea replied, "Now Ji Mingyue is managing the company, and she has a very capable assistant by her side, the son of Ji Zhengdao’s forr assistant."
Hearing this, Charles said seriously, "You must achieve the goal as soon as possible, bring J.C over."
Korea nodded, "Rest assured, Uncle, I will do my best."
After speaking, she secretly glanced at Charles’s phone still on the table, a flash of uneasy guess quickly passed in her eyes.
Then she tentatively asked Charles, "Uncle just got so angry, is there a problem with the work over here? Is there anything I can do?"
"You don’t need to worry about anything, just focus on your work."
Charles replied to Korea, walked to the edge of the pool, and reminded Korea, "And you must quickly shift your attention away from Chicheng, I am very fond of the person he currently likes."
Speaking of this matter again, Korea gathered her courage, looked at Charles, and asked, "Uncle, you clearly supported before to get him to like , why not now?"
"Before, I didn’t know he was my son. I took away his favorite things to anger him for my own purposes. Now that I know he’s my son, I will take everything he likes for him."
Charles answered openly.
Korea held back for a while before daring to continue with what was in her heart, "I can also make him fall in love with , can’t I?"
Her tone was a bit agitated, and after speaking, she realized it, felt a bit scared, and lowered her head.
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