Moulton Manor, in a quaint study.

Cyril stood and looked at Jeffrey, who was looking at the report, and said cautiously: "Father, the matter of letting Gloria serve as a director of the Chamber of Commerce has caused a lot of dissatisfaction and discussion among the directors, do you think this matter needs to be explained to the directors, first remove Gloria from the status of the director, and appease the emotions of the directors?" ”

"Dissatisfied?" Jeffrey raised his head and looked at Cyril with some sarcasm, "When do I need to look at other people's faces when I make a decision?" Moreover, who will be dissatisfied with this matter except you? ”

Cyril's lips trembled, he slowly clenched his fists, looked at Jeffrey and said, "President, Gloria is just a woman after all, you are now the only one of my sons left, if you continue to support Gloria like this and make me a joke, who will inherit the Morton family and the Aden Chamber of Commerce in the future?" Are you really willing to give your family to a woman who will marry out in the future? ”

"You ......" The report book in Jeffrey's hand was slammed on the table by him, looking at the staring straight at him, Cyril, who had no fear, this unfilial thing, dared to talk to him like this, blood rushed to his head, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

Cyril, who was still a little afraid, saw Jeffrey's reaction like this, his heart was crossed, and he was already fearless, and sneered: "Father, the eldest brother will never inherit the family property, he only has his students in his eyes." The Morton family is a huge family business, if you don't want to see it fall into the hands of others, then you should cultivate me well, only I can make the Morton family prosperous continue. ”

"Get out! Get the hell out of here! Jeffrey picked up the report book on his desk and threw it at Cyril.

Cyril turned sideways to avoid it, glanced at Cyril lying on the chair with his eyes closed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he bent down to pick up the report book and put it back on the table, and said with a smile: "Since my father is unwell, then I will take my leave first, and in a few days it will be the year-end dinner of the Chamber of Commerce, and I will submit it to the council for a vote on that day to kick Gloria out of the council." ”

After saying that, before Geoffrey could get angry any more, Cyril hurried out the door.

Jeffrey fumbled for a small bottle from the drawer, unscrewed the lid with trembling hands, raised his head and took a big sip, and after a while he let out a long breath, his flushed face gradually receded, and his open eyes, usually wise and majestic, were a little lonely at this time.

"Back then, was it really me who did something wrong?" Jeffrey looked out the window a little distracted, in order to let Lance inherit the family business, he forced him to do a lot of things, which eventually led to him giving up the inheritance and running to the Chaos School Park to become a teacher.

And over the years, in order to keep the prosperity of the Moulton family alive, he has been cultivating Cyril, placing many hopes on him, almost seeing him as the only successor.

With this identity, he naturally has no fear, eats, drinks and has fun, and does not put his heart into company management at all.

"Is it really only possible to hand over the family to this kid?" Jeffrey frowned, a slight waver in his heart, and then a figure leaped into his mind.

"Gloria......" Jeffrey whispered, knuckles lightly tapped on the table, this Nizi's recent performance really surprised him a little, it was able to make the Dailan fabric shop that had been losing money for several years in a row, and brought super high profit margins, which he did not expect.

Before today, he had never really seriously considered letting Gloria inherit the Morton family.

"Heh, stinky boy, Lao Tzu is still alive, do you dare to come to me to provoke." Jeffrey's gaze became serious again, and he smiled coldly.

"Since Ian's dead old man can hand over the Buffett family to Hill's girl, do you all think I won't give Morton to Gloria? Rather than hand it over to this ruined family to make it uneasy, why not hand it over to the more capable Gloria? That Nizi is careful, and her talent is not bad, if she is cultivated a little, she will not be worse than Lance. ”

"McNard." Jeffrey shouted in the direction of the door.

McNard pushed the door in.

"Go, Mars called." Jeffrey commanded.

"Yes." McNard replied respectfully, turning and walking away briskly.

……

"Mr. Cyril, is the conversation with the old man going well?" A middle-aged man stood in the pavilion of Moulton Manor, looked at Cyril who was walking quickly, and said with a smile.

"It's about what Patriarch Bowen expected, although the old man is very annoyed, he just told me to get out, it seems that he really never thought of handing over Morton and Aden to Gloria." Cyril smiled heartily, he had been living under Geoffrey's coercion for so many years, and today he finally raised his eyebrows.

"Patriarch Jeffrey has mocked Old Man Ian's decision to hand over the Buffett family to Hill more than once, how could he hand over the family business to a daughter, and it is also a granddaughter a generation apart, this Morton family patriarch must be Mr. Cyril's yours." Bowen smiled, an expected expression.

Cyril's face was full of joy, and he looked at Bowen and said, "Patriarch Bowen, you have promised to help me fight for the position of patriarch, and the first step is to remove Gloria at the year-end banquet, this matter will not be a problem, right?" ”

"Don't worry, my Marquis family and Dodge family still have some influence in the Chamber of Commerce, and everyone knows that you will be the patriarch of the Morton family sooner or later, if you make a request, how can the directors not agree, and when the time comes, as long as half of the directors vote to remove Gloria, even the president will have no way to stop it."

Bowen touched his beard, looked at Cyril and said, "However, after the deed, what Mr. Cyril promised ......"

"Patriarch Bowen rest assured, as long as I can inherit the family business of the Morton family and become the head of the family, the next chamber of commerce election will definitely assist you to become the president of the chamber of commerce." Cyril nodded.

"Very well, Mr. Cyril is indeed a smart man, then I will go to the Dodge family now." Pol's smile grew brighter and he took his leave.

……

"Father, why should we help Cyril? He's the most dishonest guy, and his words can't be trusted. In the ornate carriage, a young man looked at Bowen with a puzzled expression.

"Cyril is just an idiot who can't be helped, as long as he becomes the head of the Morton family, Morton's plump fat meat will be eaten by us sooner or later, in that case, why don't we help him." Bowen grinned, "One Hill is enough, if there is another Gloria, then our Marquis family really won't have a bright future." ”