The First Heir

Paul was absolutely terrified. He crawled and knelt in front of the old man. He lowered his head and kept admitting his mistakes. “Mr. Kern, why are you here?”

The old man snorted, stared coldly at the fat man in front of him, and asked, “Who are you?”

Sweating profusely, Paul introduced himself. “M-My name is Paul Childe. I’m the president of Mekar Group in Orienta and the director of Mekar Group’s headquarters in Sendona. It’s an honor to meet you.”

Paul was panicking!

This old man’s portrait was hung on the wall of fame in the group’s headquarters. As one of the five chairmen, this man owned 30% equity of Mekar Group. One word from him and his position as the director and regional president would go down the drain. Moreover, what made Paul panic was the respect that Mr. Kern had shown the woman just now.

He called her ‘Miss’.

Oh gosh!

actually make Mr.

had

this moment, looked coldly at Paul who was kneeling on the floor, and said, “Old Kern, teach this fatso a good lesson! He dared

your professional status to throw your weight around here? From today onward, you’re fired from Mekar Group, and I’ll also issue an order so that no company in Sendona will hire you! Even in Orienta, I’ll

Boom!

were like a

was over! Everything was done for!

wrong! I won‘t dare to do it again!” Paul quickly knelt and bowed to

time. I’ll never do it again.

and said, “I was rash and ignorant. I beg

you sow! You brought this upon yourself. Don’t blame others