Chapter 452: Hoyle Group's New Boss

She was a child, but her mind was so evil. It would be bad when she grew up. Did he really have to

wait for that kid from the Shen to deal with her?

"Olive, what kind of weirdo did you give birth to? So troublesome.”

Before Olive could open her mouth, Alan protected his woman and said, “What weirdo? My

daughter is called precocious. You may not be able to born such genius.”

"Says who?" Kent was naturally unconvinced. “When things are over here, I'll go back and make

bunch of children with Janetta. Each of them will be better than your little witch to piss you off.”

Alan laughed, “As long as your woman agrees. Make several children to be my daughter's friends. I'll

be so happy, not pissed off.”

And Damon said evilly, “Boss, if you're going to make bunch of children, do you plan to start your

stallion business in the future?”

Everyone laughed together, and even Olive had fun.

Kent looked at these brazen guys and thought that he had been too kind with them. When things

were over, he would definitely plant some prestige in them, or they would really see him as a mushy

boss.

After eating, drinking, and making trouble, Alan finally dived into the topic, “How are things going?”

Nate replied, “All are as expected. Just waiting for the good show to start.”

Alan wiped his mouth with a tissue, “Everyone has worked hard these days. When things are done,

everything that originally belongs to you will be returned one by one.”

The five men looked at each other, then Damon stood up, “Mr. Hoyle, do you want to hear our

honest words?"

Alan said, “We don't like to listen to lies.”

Damon said, “I won't deny that at the beginning, we all had wanted to take advantage of you and

Mr. Bai to regain everything that belongs to us from Finny Meyer. But after staying with you guys

for a long time, I'm touched by how you guys conduct yourself in society and impressed by your

courage and wisdom. You guys plan strategies, act cautiously. Even if a few of us add up to practice

for eight or ten years, we still may not be able to reach your level. Finn Meyer steals our company

from us and our fathers. Now that Finn Meyer will be defeated by you again, it may not be

retribution, but it also proves that you guys are stronger than him. Although we have our own

strengths, we probably won't be able to achieve this if it wasn't for your guidance. After we

discussed, we're still willing to continue following you guys, being your subordinates.”

Kent shook his head and his eyes swept across them in disdain, “Look at you guys. Men looking

imposing but have no bit of ambition.”

Luke said, “Being ambitious doesn't suit me. As long as I can avenge my short-lived dad, I'm

enjoying my current work more.”

Ezra, who had always been bad with words, also said, “We are sincere.”

James said, “Or do you guys not trust us?”

This determination stunned Olive. Actually, she only met these people for the first time.

It was called concealed talents next to Alan and Kent. She naturally couldn't get a word in when

encountering such matter. She silently carried the dishes to the kitchen, came back after washing it,

and then quietly sat next to her man.

Alan pondered a little and said, “It's okay to continue working with us, but you still have to take care

of your own company.”

It was nearly ten when they went down the mountain. Two cars passed across the mountain

highway leisurely.

The zigzagged mountain road was built on the top of the mountain. They passed the Butterfly

Valley, gently going to the foot of the mountain.

The narrow winding road that wasn't easy to walk once was paved with slab stones, becoming a

place for people to exercise.

In the past six years, everything kept changing. The only thing that remained unchanged was their

heart.

Kent looked at June's shining sun outside the window. “Hoyle, it takes an hour and a half from the

mountain to Hoyle Group. Are you going to watch the fun or go to lunch?”

“Just let that old fox be proud for a few more hours. The more excited he is now, the more

miserable he will be when he falls,” Alan chuckled icily, weighing the phone in his hand repeatedly.

Kent also tapped his fingers on the steering wheel a few times, then he said the question which had

long troubled him, “Hoyle, do you notice that everything Finn Meyer did to your family is with deep

hatred? This kind of hatred doesn't start with your refusal to marry his daughter, it may have been

since earlier. It may be a grudge against your father that no one knows.”

Alan was silent for a moment and said, “This is also a question I want to clarify. What kind of hatred

it is that can make a person crazy?”

Olive looked at him worriedly. He held her hand in his palm, conveying his positive energy that he

was fine.

Annie raised her head and asked him, “Are there a lot of bad people in this world?”

“In this world, there aren't a few bad people, but there are more good people.”

Alan didn’t want the grudges of their previous generation to continue to the next generation's lives.

His daughter should live in a carefree environment and he would pave a safe way for her. He didn't

want such a young child to have a gloomy mind. A child should be cheerful and positive.

Kent laughed and glanced bag, “Little girl, do you think I'm a good person or a bad person?”

Annie answered him without even thinking, “You don't look like a good person from your

appearance.”

Kent turned depressed, “You brat. I'm so handsome, how can I look like a bad person?”

“That isn't me, it's what Auntie Janetta said. She said that you're a hooligan and a bad man.” The

little kid deliberately pressed hard at the last three words just to get back at him from calling her a

brat. Why called her a brat? She was obviously a good little girl. He truly had bad eyes.

What a revengeful little thing. Alan ruffled her hair amusedly.

At this time, the Hoyle Group, which was shrouded by dark clouds, didn't have such joy.

In other words, the haze over the past few months hadn't dissipated, especially when Alan Hoyle

appeared on the victims’ list in the plane crash yesterday. It was one disaster after another. And the

shareholders meeting today had received a devastating blow.

Those employees who were expecting Alan to return and lead them out of the slump hopelessly

realized that it could only be a dream that would never be a reality.

The shareholders meeting wasn't cancelled or rescheduled due to the death of Alan Hoyle. The

employees were surprised to find that the boss's seat wasn't replaced by a person from the Hoyle

Family, but by someone called Steward.

And this person didn’t show up from the start to the end. He just dispatched his assistant, Simon

Ace, to participate.

It was heard that there would be a big scope of layoffs. Everyone was in danger.

Finn Meyer sold all of his last shares he controlled to Steward.

When Alan left Jiangcheng, he didn't take away a single thing from Hoyle Group and just left. He left

everything to his mother.

In the past few months, Finn Meyer had cheated a lot of things from Mrs. Hoyle. He had never seen

such stupid woman. Had she changed her IQ too when she had a heart transplantation surgery? It

was good too, so he didn't have to think about unnecessary countermeasures. He didn't ask for

process, only the result. He wanted the Hoyle Family was left with nothing.

At this moment, Mrs. Hoyle was unconscious in the hospital because she couldn't bear the shock of

losing her son.

Finn Meyer became more unrestrained, even forging Mrs. Hoyle's handwriting, brazenly taking Mrs.

Hoyle's personal seal, and selling her shares to Steward in exchange for a large number of check. Of

course he wished that woman, who was lying on the sick bed, could never wake up again.

He needed a lot of capital flows to make up the void of his business failure.

That hole was like a bottomless hole and h couldn't fill it enough. It worried him very much. But he

was even happier now that the Hoyle had finally reached a hopeless situation under his years of

strategizing.

Since he couldn't swallow Hoyle Group by himself, it was okay for an outside to swallow it for him

The result was the same anyway. When Hoyle Group fell, he would profit from it.

The proud Finn Meyer didn't know that Alan's car had quietly stopped on the side of the road

opposite to the Hoyle Group building. He watched his ugly face appear in front of the reporters

gathered downstairs, together with Simon and his two lawyers.

Kent looked at Alan who had no intention of getting off the car, “What is it? You're not planning to

surprise the old fox?"

Alan coldly lifted the corner of his mouth, “Don’t you think it's too hot to stand under the sun in the

middle of the day? It doesn't matter for Finn Meyer because he has thick skin, but I don't my baby

burn.”

Kent looked at him in disdain, “I've never seen a person like you who dotes on their daughter so

much. Be careful from spoiling her into a demon.”

“The first person I'll harm when I become a demon is you, Uncle Kent,” Annie grind, then looked up

at her father. “Uncle, you have a better way to catch the bad guy, right?”

“Very smart.” Alan kissed his daughter's little cheek.

Olive looked at him confusedly, “Which one are you playing?”

He came to Hoyle Group, but he didn't go in. The enemy was in front of him, but he hid at the side

watching him. What did he have up his sleeve?

The reporters’ ability to encircle and intercept had been finely honed. Finn Meyer originally

suggested Simon taking a special passage, but Simon didn't care about that. Great, now they had

difficulty to get out for a while, and were swarmed by all kinds of sharp question.

For example:

“Mr. Meyer, Mr. Hoyle once rejected your daughter's marriage and stormed off the wedding. What

are your thoughts on Mr. Hoyle's death this time?”

"Why does Hoyle Group's boss immediately change to a new person the moment Mr. Hoyle died?”

“Mr. Hoyle died at such a critical time. Is there an ulterior connection to it?"

Finn Meyer's face naturally didn't look good. When he wanted to call for the security guards, Simon

smiled on the side, “I know you all have many questions, but our time is rushed now. I'm sorry. Mr.

Meyer and I can't answer each one of you.”

At this time, an employee rushed out and shouted, “They refuse to answer directly because they're

guilty. President Hoyle was killed by them.”

The reporters were in an uproar. Seeing that the situation was out of control, Simon squinted a little

to have a better look at the person, “Which department do you belong to?”

"What for? I'll be layoff sooner or later. I don’t care anymore.” That man took off his work ID and

threw it to the ground, then spitted at the two of them. He broke free from the security guards and

walked away.