Cosma Empire

Mark asked the secretary to contact a private place that could provide a meeting. No matter how much money was spent, he had to find a suitable place. If the conference of the newspaper union could not be held, everything that happened today would be a disgrace to the George family, and It will intensify the peeping of the family by external forces.

When he returned to the manor at night, he accidentally saw Arthur's car in the parking lot, a gold-plated car he bought more than two years ago. This car was jointly named "House Golden Dragon" by the manufacturer and Arthur. There is only one car like this in the entire imperial capital. He spent 320,000 to order it from the House Motor Company, and the outside is 100% pure. The gold alloy of about 70, when the sun is good, driving on the road can render the buildings on both sides of the whole street golden. Only Arthur can drive such an exaggerated and high-profile car, and only he dares to drive it.

Later, Mr. John said a few words to him in a very strong tone. He threw the car into the garage and never took it out to drive again.

Unexpectedly, here today, Mark saw this car again. He frowned when he got out of the car. Now is the time when the George family is facing a huge difficulty. They will continue to rule the entire newspaper industry if they pass by. the earth. What is needed at this critical juncture is low-key, not high-key, but Arthur is driving such a car around the city, which will make more people feel disgusted with the George family.

This is a "subtle" city. There are too many big shots living here, and they dare not make a high profile. A guy who doesn't know the importance of being so arrogant will have a very bad influence on them.

Mark withdrew his gaze and walked into the building of the manor. The butler smiled stiffly and lowered his head. Mark handed him the coat casually, "Where's Arthur? Let him come to see me."

"He's in the master's bedroom..." The butler's feet stopped suddenly in his eyes, and he hurriedly stopped and followed closely behind Mark.

Mark glanced at him sideways, with a strange expression on his face, "You said he was in father's room? What was he doing there?" With the relationship between Arthur and Mr. John, it was absolutely impossible for him to see Mr. John kindly and hope that he If he can get better, on the contrary, he will definitely curse Mr. John to return to the embrace of God as soon as possible... Suddenly, as if thinking of something, Mark ran towards the stairs with a gloomy face.

He was wondering if Arthur was doing something.

Now Mr. John's life is maintained by those sophisticated medical equipment. Once one of the machines fails, there is no doubt that Mr. John is very likely to become "past tense".

That bastard might really be able to do such a thing!

When he slammed open the half-covered door of Mr. John's bedroom, he couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the scene. Arthur was sitting by the bed, holding Mr. John's hand, making the back of his old hand tightly He pressed his cheek against his own, and there was an indelible sadness in his eyes, as if he was another person.

When did this bastard have such a human side because he finally woke up?

Mark walked to the side of the medical equipment, checked the operation of these equipment roughly, and made sure that none of them had a red light on. He was relieved, and his tone softened subconsciously, "You didn't talk to me. Say hello." He touched Mr. John's forehead, which was very warm.

With a mocking expression on Arthur's face, he retorted, "This is my father's manor, not your manor. I don't need to greet you. Do you think you have the qualifications?" Taunting, "Father is not dead, you are not the head of the family!"

To be honest, Arthur was shocked even by himself being able to say such a thing. He never thought that he would say such a thing one day. It was precisely this kind of thing that made Mark think that Arthur was sober and knew that Mr. John was so serious to the whole family. importance. Instead of being angry, he shook his head and turned away with a smile. Now that he knows how to be considerate and caring for his father, what did he do before?

When Mark left,

Arthur looked at Mr. John's quiet and kind face with a complicated expression. He suddenly realized that he hadn't looked at this man so carefully for a long time. In his impression, this man was still the same as thirty years ago. There is a kind of aura that is not angry but powerful, which makes him feel afraid all the time.

He thought of many things, including the first time he rode a bicycle, the first time he swam, and the first time he climbed a mountain when he was a child. He never worries about what is behind him, he just needs to keep moving forward, because he knows that there is someone behind him silently protecting him.

Since when did the relationship between them become unfamiliar, like enemies?

Arthur gently stroked the large age spots on Mr. John's face. It used to be so smooth, but now there are not only wrinkles, but also such terrible spots. He wants to smooth those wrinkles, but he can't because he's not Almighty God.

When he was about fourteen or fifteen years old, the George family looked down on the entire newspaper industry like the sun at noon. Mr. John wanted to actively expand the family business and planned to enter the printing industry, so he neglected his discipline. In the family, those uncles and aunts began to care about him very much, taught him how to spend money, how to enjoy, how to use his status to bring himself everything he wanted, and successfully turned him into a prodigal.

Then what he faced was no longer the caring father's love, but the constant criticism, scolding, and punishment. He was fed up with Mr. John ruling his life. He was fed up with having to study hard every day. He was fed up with getting up at five in the morning and being in the office at seven.

The gap between the two has gradually turned into a bottomless abyss that cannot be crossed.

Arthur suddenly lost control of his emotions. He lay on Mr. John's body and sobbed, tears soaking the sheets.

He knows that he has done many things wrong, but is it too late to repent now?

That's too late!

Mark, who stood outside the door and watched Arthur secretly through the crack of the door, breathed a sigh of relief, and left lightly. Although it was a little late for Arthur to regret, it was better than not understanding yet.

"I'm sorry, father." At the moment Mark turned around, Arthur raised his head in tears, climbed up the transparent tube beside him with his palm, and clenched it tightly. He looked at Mr. John's calm as if As if asleep, waiting by his side.

Two minutes later, he let go, wiped away his tears, kissed Mr. John's forehead, and left the room.

At the moment when Arthur gently closed the door, Mr. John, who was supposed to be dead in bed, suddenly opened his eyes. He took off the mask of the ventilator, and his face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

His eyes could no longer hold anything other than fear, and now he couldn't believe that his youngest son actually wanted to kill him!

And this bastard really did it!

Mr. John, who never considered himself a loser in life, suddenly had an unspeakable pain lingering in his chest, he lost. Lost to life, lost to himself, but soon his expression became resolute, now is not the time for him to feel sorry for life, the family is facing a storm, he must stabilize the situation before he has time to teach him son, how to respect his father.

In fact, Mr. John did pass out in a coma when he found out that the special manuscript agency was burned, but soon he woke up. He asked the doctor not to tell anyone. On the one hand, he wanted to test the performance of the two sons Mark and Arthur after "losing" his father. to lead out.

Now it seems that the plan is very successful, but the success is a bit too much.

But it's not the time for him to wake up yet, he still needs to wait, waiting for Mark to convene the newspaper industry union meeting, and his appearance at the meeting place is more meaningful than sitting up from the bed.

If you want to give the enemy the heaviest blow with your fist, you first need to retract your fist!

In the morning of the next day, Mark asked newspaper executives from all over the country to come to the manor. Since no one was willing to take over the meeting, it was held in the open air. Those family friends chose to wait and see at this critical moment, which made Mark very chilled, and at the same time realized the ruthlessness of capital.

In this world, what people exchange is not feelings, but money, contacts, and influence, but there is no emotion.

When you are popular, everyone will flatter and say nice things, hoping that you can lead them to make a fortune together.

When you are down and out, these people will stand aside with their knives and forks ready and watch coldly, waiting for the moment when you are carried to the table and become food.

Because of the particularity of the chosen location, there is no need to worry about anything in the venue this time. Everyone sat around a long table. More than 260 people attended the meeting, and some people did not come. There are also some people who have taken a clear stand against the George family.

Manors like the George family are always surrounded by greenery, even in autumn, there are lush vegetation around to protect the privacy of the owners in the manor. There are also many people arranged outside the manor. No matter who it is this time, don't try to break in and disturb Mark's meeting.

When Mark appeared at the venue, Mr. John was wearing low-key and restrained clothes with the help of the housekeeper. He raised his chin in front of the mirror, and the sapphire neckline at the neckline had a charming luster. It is said that people who like to wear sapphire jewelry are more intelligent. Mr. John thinks this rumor is correct, and he likes sapphire.

He stretched out his hand, and the butler put an exquisite civilized staff in his hand.

He did cheat everyone, but it wasn't for nothing.

His legs are not so convenient.