The next day, Aydan woke up with a kick from Phillip.
He saw Phillip standing in front of him with a cold face when he opened his eyes. Aydan scratched his hair which looked like a chicken nest. He sat up from the sofa with a pillow looked at his watch.
"It's not time to go to work yet. Why are you here so early?"
Yesterday, he originally had planned to sleep in a hotel after picking up Fred.
But he did not expect that Fred had already prepared a place to stay. He was too lazy to go a long distance to a hotel and simply went back to the Moore Group to sleep in his office.
Phillip sat down in front of a desk and looked up at Aydan, who seemed to be in a daze.
"Did you pick up Fred?"
Aydan stood up and staggered towards the bathroom in the lounge.
"Yes, I did. He is just like the rumors say. At my first observation, he has a changing temper, an outwardly kind but inwardly cruel person."
Phillip raised his eyebrows.
Aydan suddenly walked out with a cup of water in his hand, his mouth was still full of bubbles.
"Oh, by the way, he said that they would come to our company at ten o'clock today. Because they said that they would use their people all the way, I didn't arrange anyone to go there, and..."
Phillip frowned when he saw his appearance.
"Tidy up yourself before you speak!"
Aydan took ten minutes to quickly tidy himself up.
"Phillip, should we send someone over to help? Is he really going to be in charge of everything?"
In any case, it was a project that the Moore Group had invested in. It was too risky to let some outsiders be in charge.
"Fred had said one word before."
Aydan was interrogative.
"He said, 'I only cooperate with smart people.' Since that's the case, he naturally won't let anything that you worry about happen. It won't do him any good if he offends the Moore Group."
...
Ann had returned to her normal working state and rushed through the hall with her record charts, following the group members to the working room.
She did not notice the person coming and accidentally bumped into him.
The stack of records in her hand fell to the ground. Ann apologized as she anxiously bent over to pick up the scattered records.
Suddenly, she saw a slender and white hand.
Ann looked up and saw a pair of warm smiling eyes. Her eyes were wide open and felt shocked.
"Fred?"
Fred put on a meaningful smile. He naturally helped Ann stand up and handed her the record charts on his hands.
"Hey, I haven't seen you for a long time. How are you, my friend?"
When the surrounding staff members heard his intimate tone, they couldn't help but look at Ann with a strange gaze.
Wasn't there a scandal about her and the president a while ago?
Why did she suddenly become so intimate with this unknown handsome guy?
However, Ann seemed to have gotten used to it. "You suddenly came back this time. If you notify me in advance, I'll pick you up."
Fred reached out and rubbed Ann's head, "This time is for business. But you have to leave your lunchtime for me."
Ann only reacted when she heard him saying business.
She thought, 'I heard from my colleagues in the company that the Moore Group had invested a lot and invited an advertising genius, Fred Anderson, to film the perfume advertisement for the next quarter.'
It really was him.
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