Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the celebration venue, White Mitchell could distinctly feel a noticeable fear from Ezekiel at the instant the voice sounded, his body uncontrollably shuddered once.
âEzekiel. arenât you going to roll over here?â At this moment, the voice sounded again with a distinct tone of arrogant commanding.
Upon hearing these words, Ezekiel trembled again, gave White Mitchell a guilty look, then turned around â a sycophantic smile appearing on his face, and walked straight towards the man.
âMr. Ivan, itâs just a misunderstanding. They just wanted to take a look inside and will leave immediately.â Ezekiel apologized with a grin.
Ivan Austin?
At this moment, White Mitchell could finally clearly see the face of the man Ivan Austin, the younger brother of Alan Austin.
âIvan is now the Groupâs Channel Director, Ezekielâs immediate supervisor.â At this point, Beckett quickly reminded Mitchell.
Ivan Austin, a Channel Director?
White Mitchell was slightly surprised but then thought again and felt it seemed usual. After all, since Alan Austin had taken the Imperial Group from Mitchell, how could bestow some benefits on his younger brother?
However, what Mitchell did not expect was that Alan Austin would position such an ineffective person in the important role of a Channel Director.
Yes, in White Mitchellâs view, Ivan Austin was just waste.
When Ivan Austin graduated and couldnât find a job, Alan Austin recommended him to Mitchell.
Out of respect for Alan Austinâs stakeholder position, Ivan was assigned to the channel department, starting as a regular salesperson.
Unfortunately, Ivan Austin was not cut out for this. Relying on his brotherâs status, he was idle all day and the most thing he did was to flirt with the companyâs female employees.
At that time, the Imperial Group was growing rapidly and the channel department was an important source for the capital. However, Ivan Austin was absolutely incompetent for this position.
He was not only incompetent but also overestimated himself. Using Alan Austinâs identity to suppress the channel businesses, he caused the company to lose several core channel businesses.
Right then, White Mitchell sent him to the production line, he was demoted as a regular production line worker.
However, to his surprise, such a useless person was promoted after his resignation. It seems that Alanâs practice of nepotism hasnât changed at all.
Thinking about this, a hint of indifference appeared on White Mitchellâs face, and he looked at Ivan Austin indifferently.
At this moment, Ivan Austin glanced at the apologetic Ezekiel, then playfully glanced again at White Mitchell, immediately rebuking Ezekiel: âWho allowed you to speak?â
Ezekiel was stunned, but there was still a pleasing smile on his face.
Then, Ivan Austin walked swaggeringly to White Mitchellâs front with Ezekiel and his several minions. With a mix of ridicule and sarcastic tone, Ivan Austin said to Mitchell, âSo, White, howâs the prison food?â
Upon hearing these words, his minions started laughing, with a clear meaning of mocking White.
Even Ezekiel laughed along, but his flattery did not satisfy Ivan Austin.
Ivan Austin coldly glared at him and scolded: âWhat are you laughing at? Did I say you could laugh?â
Iâ¦â Ezekiel was stunned, a moment of humiliation flashed across his face, but he still maintained his smile.
Seeing the embarrassed Ezekiel, at this point, Beckett could not bear to watch anymore and directly spoke to Ezekiel, âEzekiel! Pay him no heed! Mitchell is back now, heâll reclaim the Imperial Group. We wonât have to suck up to anybody in the future.â
âI just quit a moment ago. Come on, Ezekiel, whatâs the point of staying in this kind of company, with this kind of boss?â
Upon hearing this, Ezekielâs face showed an impatient expression: âBeckett, shut your mouth! Do you have any idea of the situation now?â
âEzekiel, you!â Beckett looked at Ezekiel in disbelief and disappointment:
âEzekiel, how did you become like this?â
Ezekiel glanced at Ivan Austin warily, then continued impatiently: âScram, scram, scram. Itâs none of your business, itâs not White Mitchellâs business either! â
âHahahaâ¦â
Upon hearing what Ezekiel said, Ivan Austin laughed out loud, with a teasing look at White Mitchell: âSee that, White Mitchell? This is your good old buddy.â He had hoped to see the sight of a frantic and distraught White Mitchell, but after seeing his calm expression, Ivan suddenly felt disappointed.
Afterward, he turned his gaze to Ezekiel, a playful expression gradually appearing on his face, âCome now, Ezekiel, here is 100,000 dollars. Simply kneel before me, say âWhite Mitchell is not humanâ three times, and this will be yours.â
Thisâ¦
Ezekiel stood there dumbfounded, trying to laugh it off: âMr. Ivan, you⦠stop joking with me.â
âJoking?â Ivan scoffed coldly, then kicked Ezekielâs shin. âYou think Iâm joking with you?
Right now! Immediately! Otherwise, donât think for a second youâre getting your wages or bonuses this month!â
With a thud, Ezekiel knelt down, his face showing unbearable embarrassment.
âWhite, thisâ¦â Beckett was infuriated, but Ivan had the upper hand, and he was powerless. He could only place his hope on White Mitchell.
At this moment, White Mitchell took a step forward and said to Ezekiel, who was kneeling on the ground, âIf youâre a man, stand up!â
Ezekiel heard this and shook his head bitterly, âWhite Mitchell, donât bother, you canât even save yourself, so stop boasting.
Iâm not afraid to tell you that the big shots from Nezzi headquarters will be coming over soon. At that time, with Ivanâs extensive reach, what are you going to compete with him with?
Stop daydreaming, the only one who will believe your lies in this world is probably this fat guy.â
After saying this, Ezekiel crawled up to Ivanâs feet like a begging puppy.
This time, White Mitchell didnât stop him. Everyone has their choices, if Ezekiel chose not to believe him, then no matter how much he spoke, it would be useless.
âMr. Ivan, Iâve already knelt down. How about you spare me this time? In the future, if you tell me to go east, I wonât dare to go west,â Ezekiel continued to appease after returning to Ivanâs side.
But Ivan didnât appreciate his efforts at all and kicked him away immediately, âGoddamn it! Are my words worthless now? Your wages and bonuses for this month are forfeited!â
Whoa!
Upon hearing this, Ezekiel trembled all over, crawled to Ivanâs feet again, and began to plead bitterly.
But Ivan ignored him dismissively and kicked him away.
âEzekiel, get up! Get up! This scum isnât worth your kneeling!â Beckett urged in
heartache.
But Ezekiel was as if under a spell, crawling to Ivanâs feet like a puppy once again.
This was Ezekielâs choice.
At this time, Ivan kicked Ezekiel away again and then looked at White Mitchell with a provocative smile.
âUnsettled, arenât you? Yes, heâs nothing more than a dog in my eyes. Anyone who follows you, White Mitchell, is just a dog,â Ivan scoffed defiantly.
Upon hearing this, Beckett became even more irritated and couldnât help but retort, âBullshit! Utter bullshit!â
Ivan glared at him fiercely and sneered, âBeckett, is your head full of shit? You believe the words of a guy fresh out of prison? Seize control of the Imperial Group?
With what? His head?
Ha, ha, ha⦠Donât make me laugh. His return this time is just to stir the pot for some benefits. Thatâs all.â
Ivan let out a scornful laugh, then waved his hand, took out a checkbook, and wrote a check for 100,000 dollars.
âCome, Ezekiel, shout louder. If your shouts satisfy me, this check is yours, ah, wait, itâs not fun for one person to shout.
Come, Beckett, Iâll give you a chance too. As long as you kneel on the ground like Ezekiel and bark like a dog, if it amuses me, Iâll give you 100,000 dollars too.
And you, White Mitchell, given your noble status, your treatment canât be the same as theirs.. Come and kneel down, kowtow three times to me, Iâll give you 200,000 dollars!â