Chapter 55 Contrast
Chapter 55 Contrast
Before Molly and others saw the message, in the slightly dilapidated building of the Cheng Family, Mr.
Allen, the only owner of the building, who looked like a child in front of everybody, received a phone
call.
It was just beginning to dawn at this time. Probably the cleaning workers had just gone to work, and
there were only a few young people who were far away from the company and anxious to go to work
on the road, and some Junior-high school students who had to go to school early in the morning to
study, so there was no other people.
These people were busy with work and school, and they didn't stop to buy a newspaper.
Allen was sleeping soundly in his room when his phone rang.
He just woke up from his sleep. No one would have a good temper, not to mention Mr. Allen who was
grumpy in the morning.
"Hello!"
Allen answered the phone. Although his tone was not bad, it was definitely not good.
But his tone was only a small problem. The most important thing was that the childishness and
foolishness on Allen's face had disappeared at this time.
There was only the unhappiness of being woken up on his face, and the discontent in his serious eyes.
It didn't look like the usual Allen.
But the person on the other end of the line was not surprised at all, as if Allen had always been like
this.
Hearing the news from the person on the other side of the phone, Allen panicked at first and shouted at
the phone, "Since you have seen it, hurry up to deal with it! Why are you waiting to ask me? "
Perhaps the person on the other side of the line wanted to hear Allen's opinion.
Allen got angry again. Perhaps he had vented his anger on the arch-criminal who woke him up today.
"Wait for me to make every decision! If I just slept too soundly and didn't hear you, when the impact of
the matter has expanded, you still don't deal with it!"
The person on the other end of the phone dealt with it in a hurry.
After hanging up the phone, Allen continued to lie on the bed, as if he was going to sleep a little longer.
But seeing him toss and turn, it seemed that he couldn't fall asleep.
Suddenly, Allen opened his eyes and straightened up.
He pulled his phone from the bedside table, found the number he had just answered, and dialed it
back.
When the phone was connected, Allen immediately said, "Wait a moment! You don't have to deal with Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
the matter just now! "
It could be imagined that the person on the other end of the phone was on the verge of breaking down.
'It was you who made the person in a hurry to deal with it. I just gave the order, but you didn't need to
deal with it. Master, when did you become so fickle?'
Of course, that person would never dare to ask such a question.
Allen was still talking to the phone about his thoughts, "Wait a minute, wait until the news spreads
wider..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he continued, "Forget it. You don't need to worry about it. Someone
will deal with it later."
"Well, I will contact you if there is anything else..."
When Allen said these words, his voice sounded very cold and his face looked very serious. With a
strong tone, a few simple words revealed the momentum of a top leader.
Thinking of Allen's usual performance, it only made people feel a little contrast, but would not make
people feel against it.
If he hadn't been in a high position for several years, he wouldn't have had such an imposing manner.
But his parents died when he was a child, and he had been silly for many years. How could he have
such an imposing manner?