The guard's face immediately changed.
Followed by stammering: "Mr. Chapman, you are ...... Mr. Chapman?"
Ralph sat in his wheelchair and swept a faint glance at the other party.
A sense of oppression followed.
The security guard's forehead was covered with fine sweat.
"Yes ...... sorry, it's my eyes that don't know the mountain, I'll let you in."
The security guard is a local of Rexwell, although the original F.Y. Entertainment lineage, but also know Mr. Chapman's big name, more know his previous tactics, is a person who absolutely can not be offended.
The security guard swiped his pass card with trepidation and let them in.
Sean grunted, and at Ralph's signal, pushed him to leave.
Seeing that he was leaving, the security guard couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Before entering the elevator, a light and heavy voice came: "Go to the finance department to collect this month's salary, and don't come next month."
"Ding", the elevator door closed.
The guard's knees went weak and he almost lost his footing.
As the elevator slowly went up, the guard took out the intercom and sent a message to the supervisor: "Ralph is here, he has a group of people with him and is now taking the B2 elevator up."
......
SFLE International's office building is on the 17th floor, with recording rooms and training rooms underneath, and is well-equipped.
Some of the young stars came to visit the company before they signed, and once they saw these facilities, they had trust in the company.
There is no way to know that after they sign up, they may be sold to a foreign country to be a cow and a horse.
"It's all about superficiality." Sean couldn't help but spit out.
York stared at the rising floor and laughed: "Do you guys think Andrew will be shocked when we go up there, or will he rightfully wait for us to go up there and give us a hard time?"
Ralph whispered, "What do you think?"
"The latter of course, that security guard must have tipped us off just now."
York smiled, but his eyes were cold.
Sean, however, asked, "Mr. Chapman, is Mr. Chapman really going to be here?"
Ralph shook his head: "Not necessarily, but Andrew is definitely here."
So he's going to try something first, and then come back to find someone openly.
As he said that, the elevator dinged again.
The elevator arrived.
The doors opened and Sean pushed Ralph out first.
As soon as he got out, he saw Andrew leading a group of men in suits in front of the elevator.
When he saw Ralph coming, Andrew took two steps forward.
"Mr. Chapman, why did you have time to come over today, I thought you had to go back to get well."
The implication is, you do not go home to recuperate your injuries so that you can not stand up later, but also come here to meddle, really idle farts.
Ralph laughed good-naturedly: "If I don't come here, how do I know if I'm in charge here and someone might want to usurp the throne?"
Andrew's face twisted for a moment and he gave Ralph an indignant glare.
"Mr. Chapman is joking, we are also mindful of your health and do not want a disability to become the head of our company."
Sean was furious, what was wrong with these people, they were being sarcastic!
"You!" Sean stepped forward and really wanted to scold back, but was stopped by Ralph.
"A little injury, quickly recovered. You know, it's easy to recover from external injuries, but there's no way to heal a retard in the brain. I think instead of letting a retard lead the company to a desperate situation, the shareholders would prefer to have me lead everyone out of the predicament, right?"
With a smile in his eyes, Ralph looked at Andrew.
"Mr. Andrew, what do you say?"
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