This time, Harold did not sound angry, nor did he speak in a cold tone.
This time, Harold did not sound angry, nor did he speak in a cold tone.
Instead, he sounded like he was describing a fact to Leroy and the others.
“Do you think you're qualified to blacklist me? Are you trying to make me laugh so hard that I'll die due to shortness of breath so you can inherit my wealth? You two, go and summon the security guards over.”
Leroy thought his ears were playing tricks on him after he heard Harold's speech.
After he forced himself to calm down, he immediately ordered his men to call the security guards.
Harold halted the two men who were about to summon the security guards over and uttered calmly, “There's no need to call the security guards. I do not wish to drag innocent people into this mess. Who is your department's manager? Tell him to come and meet me. Otherwise, I'll directly contact your company's chairman, Philip Larson.”
After finally regaining his composure with difficulty, Monkey, covering his face, retook his position behind Leroy and mocked Harold, “Our department's manager is Larson Corporation's heir. You're not even qualified to meet our manager, much less contact our director. Can't you quit your boastful pretense for once?”
Harold glared at Monkey. As a result, Monkey cowered fearfully because the scene of him being slapped by Harold resurfaced in his mind.
Harold decided not to entertain Leroy and the others further and immediately dialed Philip's number.
“Mr. Larson, I'm Harold Campbell. Who is the person in charge of handling the collaboration between Galaxy Media and your company? Tell him to contact me.”
With that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.
Leroy and his friends were astounded when they saw Harold making the phone call.
“Mr. Kowalski, no sound came from that punk's phone. He's just keeping up appearances.”
Seeing how Harold had ended the call without waiting for the other party to respond, Monkey instantaneously assumed Harold had faked the call.
Feeling that Monkey's remark made sense, Leroy regained his confidence and jeered at Harold, “Hmph! Harold, can you be more careful when you're bluffing next time?”
The call connected to Philip's phone was answered by his secretary.
Harold had hung up the call before giving the other party a chance to speak, causing the seductive secretary to be baffled.
“Harold Campbell... Oh no!”
Suddenly, she recalled Harold was the person who had come to meet with Philip the other day.
Harold decided not to entertain Leroy and the others further and immediately dialed Philip's number.
The revelation resulted in her face turning terribly pale from fright.
The attractive female secretary rushed into the chairman's office, shouting, “Mr. Larson, Mr. Campbell is looking for you!”
Seeing the secretary's disconcerted demeanor as she dashed into the office, Philip, swamped with work, looked up and chided in displeasure, “Why are you screaming and making a fuss? Aren't you aware of the rules after working for me for so long?”
The secretary replied warily after being scolded, “Mr. Larson, someone named Harold Campbell called earlier looking for you.”
“From now on, you can just reject all those insignificant people who request to meet with me. Hold on. Who did you say called looking for me?”
Philip didn't realize at once that the secretary was referring to Harold. It took him a few moments before sensing something was wrong.
The secretary repeated nervously, “Mr. Larson. A man named Harold Campbell was looking for you.”
“What? H-Harold? Why didn't you clarify that sooner? What did he say on the phone?”
Philip immediately leaped to his feet after processing what she said.
“He said...”
The secretary aggrievedly recounted Harold's instruction earlier.
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