Dauntless God Of War

“Redo the whole proposal and increase the profit margin for Galaxy Media by twenty percent. Finish it before noon, or else you all will be fired!” Philip said to the proposal manager and employees furiously.

He was utterly enraged at these employees of his.

“T-Twenty percent? Are you sure about that, Mr. Larson?” The proposal manager thought he had misheard Philip's words.

The other employees looked at Philip in disbelief.

They were even beginning to suspect if he was getting muddled due to his age.

Their profit was only around thirty percent. If they were to allocate twenty percent of it to Galaxy Media, that would cut down their earnings to almost nothing at all. That would mean that everyone's efforts would have been in vain.

“Just do as I say; don't ask so many questions,” Philip answered impatiently. Then, he left the planning department to make a call to Harold to explain it.

Everyone was still in shock even after Philip left the planning department.

“Don't tell me Galaxy Media belongs to Mr. Larson's illegitimate child?”

“I think maybe it belongs to his mistress!”

The planning department employees could not understand why Philip would give such a big profit to a small advertising company, so they began coming up with all sorts of crazy ideas.

Meanwhile, at Galaxy Media, after receiving a call from Philip, Harold waited until close to noon, but there was still no sign of the former.

Seeing that it was about time to get off work and Philip was not here yet, Kayden and Gary came to Harold.

“Harold, didn't you tell us yesterday that Larson Corporation's chairman, Mr . Larson, is coming over to our company to sign the agreement? Where is he now?” Gary smirked as he asked Harold that.

“Be patient and wait for a few more minutes. He will be here soon,” Harold replied faintly. Philip had informed him just now that he was already on his way here and would arrive shortly.

“Harold, it seems you still haven't woken up from your daydreaming. Take a look at yourself in the mirror. Why do you think you can ask Dellmoor's richest man, Philip Larson, to come to our company to sign the agreement himself? If you really do succeed in inviting him over, I'll chop my dick off immediately! Hahaha!” Gary laughed out loud with a smug face.

The other male colleagues roared with laughter upon hearing that. Even the ladies covered their mouths and giggled, all of them appearing shy yet curious at the same time.