To manage the beauty spa so well proved that Alexander hadn't misjudged her and that Sandy indeed had the capability.
"Not bad, you've worked hard."
"This is all what I should do. If it weren't for your promotion, boss, I wouldn't have achieved what I have today."
Sandy's eyes flashed as she spoke, thinking that it would be wonderful if Alexander weren't already married.
Alexander closed the records, his fingers tapping lightly on the desk: “The spa is doing well—all thanks to everyone's efforts. Starting this month, the base salary of all staff will
Being able to embrace both left and right was already the dream of ordinary people, but no matter how rich these Young Masters were, they only brought along three to five girls at most. The feeling of leaving the house with dozens of girls surrounding them was something these wealthy Young Masters had never experienced.In an instant, feelings of admiration and jealousy erupted, gradually turning into hatred because the rich Young Masters felt that Alexander was stealing their spotlight."Who the heck is this guy, going around with so many girls like this? Isn't he just too showy?""Although these girls aren't all stunning, overall, they're still decent. To have so many surrounding him, could it be that the guy in the middle is a pimp?""Damn it, Verne, is your assumption reliable? Are pimps so ostentatious nowadays? Should we go over and teach this idiot a lesson?"Laurie got out of Ve's BMW Series 7 and followed Verne's gaze, immediately seeing Alexander surrounded by a group of gir
"You're the most down-to-earth boss I've ever worked for. As long as you don't fire me, I'm willing to work for you for life.” Sandy raised her glass for a final toast to Alexander.Alexander clinked glasses with Sandy and said with a smile: “Great, as long as you're willing to help me grow this beauty salon even bigger, I'll give you shares in the future. You'll be my business partner.""Thank you, boss! I'll finish my drink, and you can drink as you please."Sandy's eyes sparkled as she tilted her head back and downed her drink. Alexander also raised his glass and finished his drink.Sandy gently picked up some food for Alexander, biting her lip slightly, and whispered: “Boss, eat some food. You've had so much to drink already, eat something to settle your stomach."Alexander encouraged everyone to eat, and soon the dishes were finished. The employees, stuffed to the brim, leaned back in their chairs, rubbing their full bellies.Thanks to Alexander's words of encouragement and motiv
"You bastard! Laughing again! Trash like you should be humanely eradicated; you shouldn't exist in this world! Security! Are you all dead? Get over here!" His voice hoarse with rage, Thaddeus no longer wanted to continue talking.The security team hurried over, respectfully standing behind him: "Young Master, security team reporting in, awaiting your orders!""Throw this garbage out of here for me!" he roared.The guards received the order and were about to act, but at that moment, the restaurant manager arrived."Stop!" The manager glanced at Alexander and pulled Thaddeus back two steps."Manager Jones, what do you mean by this?" Thaddeus asked, dissatisfied."Young Master, this man's background isn't simple. It was Boris who reserved the private room for him."Upon hearing Boris Vega's name, Thaddeus paused in surprise. Associating that thunderous name with Alexander was beyond his expectations.Glancing at Alexander, he sneered: "Do you know who this is? This is Alexander Reynolds,
Seeing Alexander remain silent only made Thaddeus more arrogant."What's the matter? Lost your tongue? Did you bring me here just to have a drink? Where are your people? Where's your buyer? Call them in, let’s see who you've got to buy this place.""You scum. Seems like I need to teach you a lesson. Security! Gather up, throw this trash outside, pin him against the door, and give him a good beating. Let him know I’m not someone to be messed with!"The security guards, having waited for an opportunity to show off, immediately surrounded Alexander."Look, buddy, don’t make us use force. Step outside and lie down quietly. Then we can kick you around just as Young Master Phillips ordered."Alexander coldly smiled, saying nothing, as if he hadn’t heard them at all.The guards exchanged glances, and the two leading them rolled up their sleeves, preparing to drag him out.At that moment, Storm rushed in with his secretary.Seeing the guards about to act, he was so shocked his hair stood on e
Roddy frowned, looking at Alexander, and seeing his ordinary attire, he immediately ignored him, turning his gaze to Storm with a serious expression.Roddy was the manager of the Food and Beverage Association, responsible for overseeing large catering companies like the Rustic Tavern, which allowed him to hold shares in the Rustic Tavern at Golden Harbor."Was it really Storm who hit you?"Roddy asked."Yes, Uncle Rhodes came in and slapped me twice without even asking for any explanation."
President Sims let out a cold laugh, his voice full of malice: "If you want to die, don't drag everyone else with you. From now on, you are suspended, and the association will investigate all your prior work."Roddy felt dizzy, as if a lightning bolt had struck his head, and his entire body went limp, collapsing directly to the ground.All these years, Roddy had enjoyed a lavish lifestyle, spending extravagantly, and it was all because of his position in the association. Without this role, how could he maintain his current life?More importantly, he had embezzled a lot of shares from the large-scale food service companies. If they found out that he had been suspended, it would certainly cause trouble!Thinking about the potential consequences, Roddy felt a rush of panic, cold sweat pouring down his entire body, soaking his clothes in an instant, making him look as if he had just come out of the water.President Sims stood before Alexander, smiling apologetically: "I apologize for the
Moments later, a Rolls Royce pulled up. Chairman Reynolds rushed forward to open the door, smiling obsequiously as he said: “Chairman Washington, please, take your time getting out.”“Take my time? I’m not 70 or 80 years old! Has Chairman Marshall arrived yet? She better not be late.” Chairman Washington asked as he stepped out.Chairman Reynolds’s eyes gleamed as he smiled knowingly: “Chairman Marshall has been waiting for you.”Chairman Washington, a man in his forties dressed in a finely tailored suit, smiled as he walked toward Eleanor.“Chairman Marshall, it’s been a while. I’ve missed you since our last meeting.” he said, extending his hand. The limited-edition Patek Philippe watch on his wrist sparkled under the lights, catching the attention of the other chairmen.It was a watch worth tens of billions, one of only a hundred made, known as one of the best investment watches—truly the king of watches.Chairman Washington usually didn’t wear this watch, but today, he had chosen t
Alexander and Eleanor returned home.Rodger, sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, glanced at Alexander, then lowered his head to continue reading.Valeria glared at Alexander in displeasure: "Alexander, where have you been all day? There's no food in the house! Tell me, where did you run off to? You weren't out partying, were you?""I wasn't out partying. I just met some chefs and learned to cook home dishes with them, so I can make more meals that suit Eleanor and my parents' tastes."Alexander replied.Eleanor was in a bad mood and didn't have the energy to defend Alexander. She bowed her head and went to her room.Valeria suspiciously glanced at Eleanor, slapped the table, and shouted: “Alexander! Did you upset my daughter again?! You good-for-nothing can't do anything right. Eleanor works so hard to support this family, and you don't even know how to cheer her up; instead, you make her angry. Do you think you're worthy of Eleanor?!""No, I didn't upset Eleanor."Alexander felt