Chapter 108 - Preparation (1/2)

In the Lu Mansion, Old Lu was on the intercom with the board of directors of the Lu Empire.

”If anyone one of you would not attend this Sunday, then don't work on Monday! And the days after that!” Old Lu threatened the old people on the screen.

The shareholders and directors just smiled at Old Lu. How could they not attend this event when this lion Old Lu was so agitated about it? Moreover, they also want to meet this mysterious grandson of the lion Lu. With how Old Lu gave importance to this grandson of his, they somehow guessed that the second young master would be the successor of the Lu Empire. In other words, that boy would be their future boss.

So they all promise that they would attend the event.

In the different locations of the directors and holders, they also let their successor be prepared to attend the party with them. They all reminded their young one's that,

'You have to meet your future boss this Sunday!'

After the short meeting, Old Lu's personal assistant, butler Ding, came to him and bowed.

”Sir, we already distributed all the invitation cards. This is butler Zhou from Xiong Family. ” Butler Ding handed the phone.

Old Lu glanced at it.

”Tell him I wish to speak with Old Xiong.”

Butler Ding did what Old Lu asked.

He then put the phone on the table. It was on the loudspeaker mode.

”On what pleasure I have that you wish to speak with me, Lion Lu?” An old voice echoed in the room.

”You're still dramatic tiger Xiong. Is it bad to ask you how are you doing this time?” Old Lu said while he leaned on his soft cushion.

”It took you thirty years to ask me that? Just cut the chase.” Old Xiong said. It was clear he was impatient.

Old Lu furrowed his brow. This tiger Xiong never failed to get on his nerves.

If it wasn't because of his precious grandson, he would not reach out to invite this stingy old man.

”My youngest grandson will be celebrating his 17th birthday. This is a big day. You should come.”

The line was silent for a moment. Clearly,

Old Xiong was taken aback.

'He called me just for this grandson of his?'

”...is that how you invite people? Why would I care if it's your grandson's birthday? I don't even attend my own grandchildren's birthday.” Old Xiong said languidly.

Old Lu stared darkly at the phone on the table. He reached out for it.

This old man! Really want to get on his nerves!!!

”Then don't come! Priscilla really made the right choice that he chose me over you!” Old Lu bring up the old times to annoy Old Xiong. He did not wait for Old Xiong's infuriated comment and hang up. He threw the phone on the wall.

What a despicable old man! He never changed!

Butler Ding was just silent. He looked at his phone that got broken. It's a good thing that when Old Lu said he would call Old Xiong he got this premonition that his phone would end up a fate worse than death. So he saved all the important files on his email and took out his memory card as well. He stopped bringing extra phone since thirty years ago. These two both did not change. They still at each other's throat.

Butler Ding steps forward and asked Old Lu.

”Should I sent the invitations to Mr. Xiong?”

Old Lu was silent. After a while, he answered.

”Send it.”

'No matter what, if he comes or not, depends on him.'

But Old Lu believed that that stingy old man would come for whatever reason that old man came up with.

*****

In the dark smoky room, a man in his thirties was holding his pipe. His long legs were stretched out. His well-built back was relaxed. His eyes were closed like he was taking a nap.

A young man slowly approached the man on the chair. The young man did not speak and just wait for the man in the chair to call him.

”What is it?” A deep detached voice sounded after a long while.

”S-sir, there 's movement from Lu Mansion.”

The man in the chair opened his eyes. His eyes were solid black. He turned his chair around to face the young man.

The young man bowed lower and was sweating inside. It was clear he feared the man in the chair. The young man could not tell what his boss was thinking. He could not see the man's expression behind the smoke. But he felt the cold stare from the man.

”Then?” The deep voice sounded again.

”W-we followed them and investigate them. I-its an invitation card.”