Even though Rose was calm, when she saw Bright's figure, which was comparable to that of a male
model, and thought of that they had slept last night, she could not help but blush.
Bright called her. But she did not respond. Then, he called her again before she came back to her
senses.
She walked to him, "What's wrong?"
"Mrs. Lee, your husband is here and you are still distracted? Am I so unattractive? Or did I not satisfy
you?" Bright reached out his long arms and trapped Rose between the closet and him, "What do you
think I should do to punish you for your inattentiveness?"
Rose became nervous. She tried to remain calm and keep her smile, "I'll button it for you."
She put on a sweet smile and stroked the buttons on his white shirt with her fingertips, "carefully"
pleasing him.
"Why do you always wear white shirts and black suits? Have you never thought of trying other colors?"
Rose buttoned his shirt while changing the subject.
"Personal taste." Bright thought that black and white were classic colors, which were versatile with any
color. He didn't need to think too much and could save time.
It would take him more time when he had to match other colors with ties and shoes.
Besides, he thought that he looked handsome and steady when he wore like this.
Rose buttoned it for him, "What about the tie?"
"Black." Bright still chose black and seemed to be fond of this color.
Bright opened the drawer where he put the tie. Rose looked at the ties inside and picked a black tie
with silver diagonal stripes instead of a plain black one.
"There are stripes. Mr. Bright, you won't mind, will you?" Rose unrolled the tie.
"It's my honor to be personally served by Mrs. Lee." Bright shook his head.
He felt extremely happy when there was someone who took care of him personally.
Bright was so tall that Rose had to stand on her tiptoes to wrap the tie around his neck. She pulled up
the collar of the white shirt, placed the tie in place, and then tied it for him expertly and smoothed it.
"You are an expert." Bright looked at the tie, "It seems that you have practiced many times."
"I have done it for my father before." Rose knew that what Bright meant. He wanted to know who she
had tied ties for.
Rose picked up the suit jacket again and put it on him. Now, Bright was handsome.
"Let's go." They went downstairs.
The breakfast was ready. After breakfast, Bright went out with Rose.
"Are you going back to City J?" Rose asked. Otherwise, why did he dress so formally?
If he was leaving City H, would there be a favorable turn for the Fan family?
But Rose could only keep that in her mind and did not dare to ask him.
"Grandma has asked you to speak up for them. If I don't agree, I'm embarrassing grandma." Bright
reached out and rubbed her nose, "I know what you have in mind."
Rose interlocked her fingertips and pursed her lips with a smile.
"Come on. I'll take you to work first." Bright walked to the car, with his arm round her shoulder.
"I'll drive to work myself." It was a small thing she could manage on her own.
The driver already opened the car door and was waiting.
Bright took her by the arm and asked her to get in, "No need. I will have Bill drive your car to your
company."
After they sat down, the driver started the car.
Bright held Rose's hand and didn't let go of it all the way.
Not wanting to be noticed, Rose asked Bright to park on the side of the road and then drove her own
car to the underground parking lot.
Bright said coldly to the driver, "Go to the Fan Group."
When they arrived at the Fan Group, Bright walked in front. Bill and the others followed behind him.
They had a high profile and looked solemn.
Where he went, everyone gave way and did not dare to offend him.
"Mr. Bright wants to see Mark, your president." Bill went forward to talk to the receptionist.
The girl immediately called the president's office. Soon, Mark came to meet Bright personally.
Mark was surprised and delighted to see Bright come here in person. He tried to remain calm, "Mr.
Bright, good morning."
"Let's stop the polite greetings and go upstairs and talk." Bright said.
Mark made a gesture of invitation and took the exclusive elevator of the president with Bright.
"Let's go to the meeting room." After getting out of the elevator, Bright's destination was clear.
The Fan Group had held an emergency board meeting today. Mark was meeting with the directors just
now.
When Bright entered the meeting room, the atmosphere became intenser. All the nervous and anxious
directors stood up, "Mr. Bright."
Bright motioned for them to sit down. Then, he also sat down and Bill stood behind him upright.
"I'll be brief." Bright gestured to Bill behind him.
Bill stepped forward. As Bright's spokesman, he said, "As long as Mr. Timothy, the Vice President of the
Fan Group, and his parents leave the Fan Group, never participate in any management of the Fan
Group, and do not hold any positions, and the Fan Group is taken over by Mr. Mark, then the Fan
Group's crisis will be lifted."
This was Bright's condition. As long as the three members of Timothy's family paid the price, the Fan
Group could be saved.
In fact, this condition was not harsh. The Fan Group and the directors' interests were not damaged.
Anyone who had a clear head would choose to give up Timothy to save the company.
Mark also thought that Bright was lenient and Timothy deserved it.
He should take the lead in putting forward the proposal. Just as Mark was going to speak, the door of
the meeting room was pushed open and Mrs. Fan was helped in.
Mark hastened to step forward to help her, "Grandma, why are you here? Why don't you stay in the
hospital? You…."
"I'm fine and won't die yet." Mrs. Fan stood in front of the conference table with a serious look, "Now,
we all can see the Fan Group's crisis. We should also understand who can lead the Fan Group to the
right path. I propose to remove Timothy from his post as Vice President and his parents from the board
of directors and ask them to withdraw from the board. I also propose that Mark becomes the president.
Let's vote on it."
As an important shareholder of the Fan Group, and Timothy was her own grandson, Mrs. Fan was the
best person to make a proposal.
So, the board voted by a show of hands and a unanimous vote was taken.
This was expected by Bright and he was very satisfied.
When Bright saw the result, he got up from the chair and lightly buttoned his suit with one hand, "Mrs.
Fan, then I will take my leave."
"Mr. Bright, I'll see you off." Mrs. Fan insisted on seeing him off.
Bright couldn't refuse and respected the old woman.
Mark helped Mrs. Fan and took the elevator down with Bright.
"Mr. Bright, thank you." Mrs. Fan said.
Bright put on a faint smile, "What do you mean, Mrs. Fan? I don't understand."
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