Chapter 145 Will I Be Bitten to Death by a Wild Boar?
“Of course it’s the village chief!” He went to the village chief to ask for an electric heater, or even an electric blanket, but the village chief didn’t have one. The two of them drank two glasses of freshly brewed wine. The village chief didn’t drink much, so he got drunk quickly and confessed everything.
Aurelia was the person that was told to be taken care of by the higher-ups. In fact, the village chief didn’t know who gave the order. He only remembered that someone mentioned Mr. Finnegan or something.
Mr. Finnegan, Mr. Finnegan is probably the only one in Country H who can reach out to South Village!
Knowing that everything was arranged by Callum, Aurelia couldn’t help but raise the corner of her mouth and perfunctorily replied to Briar, “The village chief is talking nonsense!”
“Oh my, your mouth is almost stretched to your ears, and you still refuse to admit that you are happy.”
Aurelia turned around and glared at Briar, then dropped a sentence, “Let’s go for a night run tonight, it’ll be warm!”
Night run?! No , he would rather hide in bed and hug Larry.
When Callum arrived at Evercrest, Aurelia had been gone for two or three days without calling him or sending him a message.
He took out his phone and called Elliot, “Have they arrived?”
“Well, according to Felix, that place is not a place for people to stay.” Felix is Elliot’s younger brother, Felix?
Callum closed his eyes and said in a stiff voice, “Her own choice.” She didn’t even discuss it with him before leaving, and he only found out after she handed in the list.
“Don’t worry. I’ve taken special care of her as you instructed. I’ve even sent my Felix to her. Don’t worry.” Elliot could guess what Callum was thinking at this moment.
It’s not that Callum looked down on Felix, “What can your Felix do to help her?” He has not been close to women for 22 years and is suspected of being a homosexual, so he will not agree to Elliot sending Felix to help Aurelia.
Elliot lost confidence when he spoke, “After all, he’s a man, he can help more or less. Besides, Briar and Larry are going with them, so you can rest assured.”
Reassured? He was assured of Aurelia’s safety, but he couldn’t bear it. He couldn’t bear to let Aurelia suffer that kind of pain.
It was only later that he found out that in a lawless village like Nancun, no one even repaired the roads.
That woman has been gone for two or three days, and she didn’t even contact him. She really needs to be taught a lesson…
No one feels good when a man is angry.
Rory saw Callum’s face becoming more and more gloomy, and shuddered. He said to himself, “Oh no!” He immediately took out his phone and quietly sent a WhatsApp message to the company’s private chat group: Attention ! The president is in a bad mood! And he is in a very bad mood!
When Callum arrived at the company, everyone greeted him and then fled from him as if he were a snake or scorpion.
Even so, many executives were caught and scolded by Callum!
The next day, the atmosphere in the president’s office was so depressing that Rory wanted to jump off the building, but before doing so he still had to report the developments that Callum wanted, “Finnegan… Mr. Finnegan, Madam is with… a young man from a minority group …” The guy was quite handsome!This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.
“Finnegan… Mr Finnegan, Madam is dancing with the boy.”
“Finnegan… Finnegan… Mr. Finnegan, Madam is walking with the boy.”
On the third day, no one in the meeting room dared to take a breath, because if they did, the person in the main seat would lose his temper at any time .
until……
Rory looked at the postcard in his hand and wiped away tears. They were saved! The executives of zl Group were saved!
For the first time in his life, Rory, the president’s personal assistant, rushed into the meeting room in a composure.
Callum’s cold voice came from the main seat, “Assistant Gallagher, what are you laughing at? Are you in a good mood? Otherwise, why don’t you go to South Africa for another inspection…”
Under everyone’s horrified gazes, Rory gritted his teeth and continued to stride forward…
The man’s cold voice came to an abrupt halt because of the words on a postcard.
A postcard with a landscape painting printed on it reads delicately: Callum, today is my second day in South Village. Have you come back from your business trip? I’m so cold, shivering with cold, but you didn’t even call me. You’re so annoying!
Callum, I’m actually still mad at you. I just thought this postcard looked nice and sent you a postcard on a whim. But if I don’t write anything on it, it won’t look good, so I’ll just write a few words to annoy you!
Callum, I can say I miss you, why don’t you say you miss me? Don’t you love me? Well, then I will stay in South Village forever! Then you can be in love with your Miss Crystal and Miss Monroe forever.
Callum, the son of the village chief here is so handsome, and his mother is so nice to me. I am so tempted, what should I do? But when I think of my mother-in-law who treats me even better, I am not tempted anymore.
Callum, the children here are so cute. I secretly gave them some of your money. Would you be angry? Many of them have no parents. If you still love me, can we adopt one? That way I won’t have to endure the pain of giving birth. (If you want a child of ours and still love me, then I will reluctantly agree to give birth to one for you!)
Callum, the postcard is already full, so I won’t say any more. Just enjoy yourself in Evercrest. Don’t worry about me. Don’t worry about whether I will freeze to death, be bored to death, or be bitten to death by wild boars…
The poor little thing is about to be frozen to death and bitten to death by a wild boar
21st century AD (My phone is dead and I forgot to charge it. I don’t know what day it is today and I don’t want to ask anyone. You’ll just have to read this.)
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The postcard was filled with words. When Rory saw the faint smile on Callum’s lips, he thought everyone was saved and breathed a sigh of relief.
Unexpectedly, Callum threw the postcards filled with words on the table and reprimanded him solemnly, “Who allowed you to open my letters?”
Rory’s smile froze on his face, “Mr Finnegan… the previous…” Callum’s letters had all passed through his and Jim’s hands, okay?
However, he could guarantee that this postcard was signed by that poor little thing, so he didn’t dare to read any more and it went straight into Callum’s hands.
Callum suddenly stood up from his seat and said a few words to everyone, “This plan is well done. Thank you for the hard work of the colleagues in the planning department. When the salary is paid, the finance department will give each colleague an extra bonus equal to the salary. Assistant Gallagher asked the foundation director to come over to discuss the investment.”
The Zl Group has several non-governmental, non-profit charitable foundations under its umbrella, and they asked the directors to come over to discuss investment matters. Rory knew what Callum was trying to do after a quick thought.
If he guessed correctly, Mr. Finnegan was going to invest in South Village…