Chapter:-75 Julian

Julian was the senior manager of Olive Industries' security department. But in front of

Keith, he was acting deferentially. Morgan instinctively took a few steps back and said

with a trembling voice, oh, is this possible? How could this piece of trash be the boss of

Olive Industries? There must be a mistake.

Trash? Julian's face turned grim and he took a step toward Morgan. She stumbled back in

alarm and fell to the ground. He said coldly, who do you think you are? How dare you

insult Mr. Sanderburg? Do you really think you can talk like that and get away with it?

Morgan looked at Julian's grim face and then at Keith's calm one.

After a shiver, she suddenly knelt down and cried. Mr. Sanderburg, I'm so sorry. I didn't

know you were a director at Olive Industries.

If I'd known, I would never dare to insult you. I'm the trash. Please forgive me.

Morgan knew very well that Olive Industries wasn't as simple as it seemed. Even a

celebrity like her, even her boss Ansel, wouldn't dare to offend the company. If Olive

Industries said the word, she would never work again.

She was afraid now. Keith looked at her coldly, then looked at Sean. He stayed calm and

didn't say anything.

Julian had achieved his position not only because he was strong, but also because he

was perceptive and clear-headed. Who was this Keith? He was the man who had saved

old Mr. Strauss, Olivia, and Olivia's mother. He was their hero.

And now he was Olivia's husband, too. Julian, as his subordinate, couldn't stand by and

do nothing. He gave Sean a shove and said angrily, Are you the lot at Comstar going to

make things difficult for Olive Industries? How dare you speak to Mr. Sanderburg Sean fell to the ground and stared up at Keith blankly. He knew he was in big trouble this

time. Daria had not shut her mouth since the moment Julian had called Keith Director

Sanderburg.

She couldn't even think straight. At that moment, she finally came back to her senses

and looked at the two people on the ground. These two had been arrogant big shots in

her eyes, but now they were chastened, hardly even daring to breathe.

As well as being shocked by Keith's true identity, she also felt a surge of happiness. She

turned and looked at Keith. The young man beside her still had a calm expression on his

face, as if this was the most trivial matter to him.

He's so handsome. The thought suddenly popped into Daria's mind. Immediately, her

face turned red, but she held on to Keith's sleeve tightly.

You've fulfilled Daria's wish of not returning to the Entertainment Company. Wish value

plus one. Current progress seven of ten.

You've shattered Sean and Morgan's wish to mock you. Attribute point plus one. You've

destroyed Sean and Morgan's wish to take Daria away.

Attribute point plus one. Keith smiled and said to Julian, Mr. Rhodes, these two are scum.

Hitting them any more will only dirty your own hands.

Why were you looking for me? Julian took the briefcase from his subordinate. These are

the documents for the helicopter, sir. Mr. Strauss asked me to send them to you.

Can you take a look? Keith smiled faintly. No need. But there is one thing I need to

remind you of.

Oh, Julian said. What's that, sir? Keith smiled and said, I'm not a member of your

company. Don't call me Director Sanderburg.

I'm still considering whether to join Olive Industries. The others were stunned. The senior

management of Olive Industries had a huge amount of influence.

The most talented people in the country would give their right arms to join the company.

But Keith said he had to consider it. How powerful was this guy? Julian replied.

You're right. With your relationship with Mr. Strauss and Olivia, it doesn't make too much

difference whether you join Olive Industries or not. Daria was shocked when she heard

that.

And Morgan was about to go crazy. His relationship with Mr. Strauss and Olivia? Who the

hell was this Keith Sanderburg? Keith looked at Julian in surprise. Julian had called Olivia

by her first name.

And he knew about Keith's relationship with Strauss family. It seemed like he was a

trusted aide. Furthermore, Julian was so enthusiastic.

He was obviously bootlicking. He took the briefcase and shook his head with a smile.

Thanks.

And call me Keith. Then he patted Julian on the shoulder and said, if there's nothing else,

I'll get going. You guys can leave too.

Julian was happy to see that Keith had understood what he meant. If he could get along

well with Keith, it would only help his career in the future. He might even be able to get a

position as the general manager of one of Olive Industries subsidiary companies.

He became even more respectful, hurriedly saying, Sir, the old man asked you for dinner

tonight. It's a family dinner. So your parents are also invited.

Don't forget. I know. I'll be there.

You've fulfilled Julian's wish. Wish value plus one. Progress eight of 10.

Keith smiled. He looked at Morgan, who was still in shock. He helped the dazed Daria

into the helicopter and slowly took off on the ground.

Julian wanted to laugh out loud in excitement, but he held back for the sake of his

reputation. Julian looked at the two people on the ground and the other two men who'd

been knocked out by Keith. He grinned sharply.

Did you bring these buffoons to attack Mr. Osan and Mr. Sandeburg? Without waiting for

an answer, he nodded to his men. Put these scumbags in the car. Needless to say,

Morgan and the others would definitely pay for their sins.

In the helicopter, Daria had lost her usual carefree demeanor. Keith looked at her in

amusement and said, Didn't you want to talk to me about something? Daria whispered, I

didn't know you were such a powerful person. You may not be interested in what I was

going to tell you.

Keith raised an eyebrow. How will I know if I'm interested or not if you don't tell me?

Daria looked at him curiously and said, The leader of the PT club contacted me this

morning. He wants to meet you.

But with your identity, you shouldn't be a professional gamer, right? My identity? Keith

said with a smile. I'm about to lose my job. What identity is that? Reply to him.