Chapter 95 Why Are You Sending Smileys During Work Hours?
"I have a friend who went abroad and asked me to rent out her house," Abella said casually, "The price is not a problem, the main thing is that the tenant should take care of the house like she did."
"We take care of the house very well!" Abigail hurriedly said, as if she saw a glimmer of hope.
"How much do you pay here per month?"
"3500!"
"Then you can rent it for 3500," Abella said indifferently, "the house is also in this area, and it is convenient for commuting."
"Miss Medici, we have looked at all the houses in this area. Apart from here, there are no other two-bedroom options for 3500..." Abigail was afraid that she was offering too cheap a price and would not be able to justify it to her friend.
"My friend said price is not a problem," Abella checked the time, "I have something to take care of now, Joseph will help you move later. I need to ask my friend for the specific address, she told me last time but I forgot."
"Miss Medici..." Abigail didn't know how to thank her.
Ashley stood up even more, "Miss Medici, you have helped us twice now, we really don't know how to repay you...Thank you so much!"
"No need to repay," Abella smiled, "live a good life, that is the best reward for both of us."
Something seemed to touch Ashley's heart, and her nose even felt a bit sore.
"That's settled, then."
Abella got up and left. After getting into the car, she opened her phone and found a house in the city center from her pile of assets. It was a three-room house in Sunshine Coast, with an area of 90 square meters and was fully furnished. The entrance password should be 101010. Her grandfathers often gave her houses, and they all set the password to make it easy for her to remember.
Abella sent the detailed information to Joseph, "When I arrive at the Waterside Cafe, I will go in myself, you can go and help them move."
"Yes, Miss Medici."
The CEO's office of the Bourbon family.
Phillippe had already lost count of how many times he had looked at his phone. There was nothing on the screen except for the girl's screensaver and no new messages.
"Is the network bad?" Phillippe looked at his phone and sighed.
My WiFi has full signal, but I suspect there's a problem with the indicator. He looked at John and said, "Send me a WhatsApp message."
"Huh?" John didn't understand Mr. Bourbon's meaning. "Send, send a WhatsApp message?"
Why send a WhatsApp message when we're so close? Can't we just talk?
Although he thought this, John still respectfully asked, "Mr. Bourbon, what should I send?"
"It's up to you."
"Well, then I'll send an emoji..."
John sent a smiling face, and Phillippe received it instantly.
So, it's not that the network is bad or the signal is weak, it's that the girl didn't send him a WhatsApp message in the first place! That's why he didn't receive anything!
"Why are you sending a smiling face during work hours?" Phillippe felt that the smiley face was mocking him for not having anyone to talk to. "I'll donate your bonus for this month to a charity school."
John widened his eyes, what? Mr. Bourbon, wasn't it you who told me to send it? Wasn't it you who said I could send anything?
How did this smiling face offend you?
Phillippe opened the chat box, and his conversation with Abella was still stuck at 6 o'clock in the morning. At that time, Abella told him to go to sleep and said they would meet in a little while...
She seemed concerned about him, but why did she disappear once he went to work...
Thinking about other male employees in the company who were also pursuing her, Phillippe felt annoyed. He saw John still standing there, "What's wrong? Got nothing to do? Have you followed up on the project I assigned to you? Have you solved the problems I asked you to?"
"Mr. Bourbon, I'll do it right away!"
"Hold on!" Phillippe watched his departing figure, "Did I tell you to leave?"
John was confused and speechless.
John turned back with a stiff face and said, "Mr. Bourbon, do you have any other orders?"
"Regarding the recent acquisitions, are any of them related to the fashion industry?"
After hearing Phillippe's question, John thought for a moment and said, "Yes! There's one major brand, VO. Due to financial troubles and internal conflicts, we managed to acquire them..."
Phillippe asked leisurely, "Are there any missing business partners?"
"Huh?" John was taken aback, "Mr. Bourbon, are you joking? Our group has so many industries and subsidiary companies. How can we be lacking business partners? It's others who seek to partner with us!"
Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, the clothing company! Business partners!!
He understood!!!
Immediately, he changed his tone, "However, some people we've been working with for a long time no longer offer competitive prices! I think it's best if we find a new business partner to be prepared..."
Phillippe raised an eyebrow, appearing somewhat pleased, "Like who?"
John knew he guessed correctly and hurriedly said, "For example, I think Miss Medici's clothing company is quite good. They can help with production, and since we have so many production lines that are overwhelmed, it would be beneficial to collaborate..."
"Let Abella's team handle the processing of some of our garments, inspect them, and then send them back to our warehouse!"
Phillippe raised his eyebrows, seemingly in agreement with this idea of his.
"But I think it might attract attention if our large brand suddenly starts collaborating with Abella's clothing company," said the other person.
"Oh, what do you suggest then?"
"I think VO can also become independent, just like Abella's company, with a completely new name! Although it is backed by the Bourbon family group, it will appear as a new and separate company! Collaborating with Abella's company will create a balanced and neutral environment. Additionally, I have already thought of a name for the new company, it can be called 'Moonesa'!"
Phillippe raised an eyebrow, "You've thought about this quite thoroughly."
John breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Bourbon, you flatter me..."
"Then do it your way," Phillippe's tone was calm as water. "If it turns out well, your bonus will double."
"Thank you, Mr. Bourbon!" John was incredibly excited. It turned out that Mr. Bourbon was thinking about Abella, which explained his bad mood earlier!
Before leaving the office, an idea struck John. "Oh, by the way, Mr. Bourbon..."
"Yes?" Although Phillippe maintained his indifferent demeanor, he seemed to be in a much better mood.
John smiled and said, "Although you are always busy, you should still show some concern for Miss Abella! For example, you could send her a message, or call and ask her what she's up to. We men should be a bit more proactive, don't you think?"
Phillippe was pleased with the suggestion, but still acted nonchalant. "Do you think I need your guidance?"
"Mr. Bourbon, this is not about guidance, it's a reminder! You know that girls need our care the most, and if they feel neglected... Wouldn't you agree, Mr. Bourbon?"
"You're right." Phillippe finally picked up his phone and called Abella.
Seeing that Phillippe's mood had improved, John felt relieved and left.
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