Chapter 116
The Secretly Rich Man
Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 116
A young man dressed in a suit and leather shoes opened the door and walked in.
Well dressed, he looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.
As soon as he came in, George and his wife immediately stood up as a gesture of respect.
âYuvin, what did Charles say about this?â
The man standing in front of him was Charles Zellerâs secretary. He was also the son of Georgeâs wifeâs distant cousin.
They were somehow connected in some way, where he was also a distant cousin of Alice.
George intended to ask for Yuvinâs help in creating a path for him so he could depend on Charlesâ
connections. At the very least, he didnât want his company to go bankrupt, just like that.
Yuvin shook his head and smiled wryly.
âIâm sorry, Uncle. Charles came to this restaurant just now, so I thought he would come down.
However, it seems heâs busy entertaining a very important guest here. It means heâs really indisposed at this moment. I told you not to wait for him here.â
âI know Charles is not going to come down, but Yuvin, can we at least go up and give him a toast and express our feelings?â George bitterly pleaded.
He knew it was very impolite.
However, Charlesâ connections were his last resort, and without them, he would really have no other way out.
Having offended an influential family in Mayberry City, they were basically done for.
George was also in a rut himself.
âYes, cousin Yuvin. If you are to help, help our family, then!â
Although Alice had always been an icy, arrogant person, she had no choice but to beg for Yuvinâs help this time.
Yuvin sighed. âAs your nephew, Uncle and Auntie, I understand your feelings very well,â he said.
âHowever, what youâre asking is impossible; perhaps Iâll help you if thereâs a future opportunity?â
And that was what he said.
If this matter were not resolved today, there would be no future at all anyway.
George quickly came to a realization.
It wasnât that Charles was busy. He simply refused to help them.
After all, it would be too much of a hassle since this was the Rye family they were talking about.
Thus, their last glimmer of hope was diminished.
Everyone had grim expressions on their faces.
âThe boundless horizon is my love. The flowers bloom at the foot of the mountain range. What rhythm has the most swing? Which song is the happiest one?â
It was then that Geraldâs ringtone played the song âCoolest Ethnic.â
Ahh!
Since when did he turn that into his ringtone?
How could this be?
Thanks to the sudden tune, the atmosphere in the room became very awkward.
The corners of Georgeâs mouth twitched a little.
Alice, Jacelyn, and the others all stared at Gerald in disgust.
âOh my god. How could such a person exist? How pathetic!â Jacelyn roared unceremoniously.
At that moment, Gerald had already answered the call.
It came from an unknown number.
âHello?â
âIs this Mr. Crawford?â
The voice of a middle-aged man came over the other end of the line.
Gerald could guess that it was Wesley as soon as he heard the voice.
Wesley Harrison from the Bureau of Commerce!
âItâs me!â
âI know itâs a little presumptuous of me to call you. It is like this, Mr. Crawford, weâve already gathered the leaders from different regions to discuss some issues of the companyâs land and several entertainment centers that youâve invested in. Iâd like to take the liberty of asking if you have any spare time? We do hope you can make a trip here in person!â said Wesley with a smile.
âOh, oh, yes!â
Gerald decided that heâd go over and take a look since he was almost done eating anyway.
âThatâs great, Mr. Crawford! Weâll be meeting at the Majestic Phoenix Restaurant now. Where are you?
Iâll arrange for a driver to go pick you up.â
âHuh? The Majestic Phoenix Restaurant? It happens that I am at the Majestic Phoenix Restaurant now too!â