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Thinking of his mother and Max's words in the hospital, Yara's heart sank.
In his mind, his phone rang.
He looked down.
Mrs. Bishop called...
It occurred to Yara that he had promised to buy the shares in Sara's hands. With the support of more of Bishop Group's shareholders, he would be able to stand steadily in Bishop Group in the future!
Bishop Group was his company with the most shares. At that time, he took advantage of the fact that the Eldest Young Lady of the Bishop Family was in prison and said that the stock of Bishop Group had been damaged, so he bought a large number of shares of Bishop Group. As expected, he did nothing wrong!
He was now the second largest shareholder of Bishop Group. If Finn's son didn't come back to take over Bishop Group, the other shareholders of Bishop Group would support him again. Then he could be the president of Bishop Group, although he intended to invest and didn't want to be the president of Bishop Group.
But it was because of the benefits that he promised Mrs. Bishop that he would try to buy Sara's shares!
However, before he could do anything, Mrs. Emperor appeared, which indicated that no one could do anything to Sara, who was hers!
Thinking that it was unrealistic to buy Sara's shares, Yara felt depressed again, so he hung up the phone.
"Brother, we've been circling around for a few times. Where do you want to go?" The driver asked him, "If you don't want to go home, you can go to your friend's house for a night. I have to get off work tonight."
The young man didn't think about it. His wife and children were waiting for him to go home for dinner. The driver thought to himself.
Yara made a phone call from a friend in the investment circle and made an appointment with a bar.
The lights of the bar were reflected on the young men and women who were in love with each other. The noisy music, cigarettes, and wine seemed to block out all reality. Yara immersed all his emotions in alcohol.
Seeing him drink one glass after another, his friend was shocked. "Hey, hey, hey, be careful. It's not like you. What happened? Your company's secretary called me this afternoon to look for you!"
They sat on the bar counter not far from the dance floor. Under the noise, Yara's friend could not hear a few words at all.
However, Yara was not the kind of person who liked to tell others what was on his mind. He called his friends out to drink with him just because he didn't want to be alone. After all, he usually smiled when chatting with his friends. It was so smooth that it made people jealous!
At this time, on the opposite side, Miss Smith and Sara walked through the crowd of people in the bar and went to a booth.
When Yara finished his glass and raised his head, he happened to see the two people he knew. One was a very famous social expert in City, and the other... was Sara!
The person who had wanted to buy the shares from her!
How could she come to such a place?
A smile appeared on Yara's face. That woman had a face that did not match this turbid place!
The door of the booth was not completely closed, and some situation inside could be vaguely seen. The two women were meeting and discussing something with an old- fashioned man inside. Miss Smith had an old- fashioned smile on her face, and Sara had an indifferent look on her face.
That man was Yara's acquaintance. He was the boss of an advertising company... and an old man who liked to take advantage of women.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the old man to reach out his hand through the table. He grabbed Sara's hand and looked left and right. He couldn't wait to jump out and stick to Sara's white and tender hand.
In the booth, Sara was shocked when she saw Mr. Zara suddenly grab her hand. She pulled her hand back and said, "Mr. Zara, please behave yourself..."
"No, no, no, I didn't laugh. Miss, your hands are white and soft. Why do you need to hire a hand model in your company?" The old man named Mr. Zara grabbed Sara's hand and touched it obscenely while praising it. "I think you should be the latest hand model of your hand-protecting. If you come to our company to shoot another day, I will arrange the best team..."
"Mr. Zara, please let go!" Sara's voice turned cold.
Miss Smith didn't expect that the man surnamed Zheng would be so presumptuous in front of her. She also said with a cold face, "Mr. Zara, we came to the bar to talk business with you because we respect you. Please show some respect!"
"Alas, Miss Smith, I'm just talking about business . I've seen too many models. You must believe me!" The man surnamed Zara said righteously. He ignored Sara's struggle and touched her. "I think Miss can come to our company alone tomorrow. It's just an advertisement. I'll take good care of you if you two public relations managers show up..."
"Oh, what a coincidence. Isn't this Mr. Zara?"
A figure appeared behind Mr. Zara. When Miss Smith and Sara saw Yara, they were shocked.
Yara was drunk. As he spoke, he picked up a bucket of ice next to him and poured it all over Mr. Zara's head.
Mr. Zara shouted and finally let go of Sara's hand. He stood up and shook the ice on his body while glaring at Yara. "What the fuck are you doing? Do you know who I am?"
"Aren't you Mr. Zara of D. Y Company? Did you change your name and change your surname?" Yara smiled. "Are you a lecherous old man or is it Fearless Zheng? How dare you touch a member of Lilly Company in public. You must have drunk too much. Have you forgotten who Lilly's company belongs to? I was just about to sober you up!"
"You..." Mr. Zara recognized him. "Are you Yara?"
"Oh, it seems that Mr. Zara's wine has finally woken up."
"Who do you think you are? How dare you spoil my plan!" Mr. Zara roared. "Luo, don't think I don't know you. You're just a bastard...
Ah!"
With a click of the dislocated joint, Mr. Zara's face twisted and he screamed.
Yara's cold face was under the dim light of the booth, and his eyes were as cold as a cold pool. He twisted Mr. Zara's arm and asked, "Who are you calling an illegitimate child?"
Mr. Zara was afraid that his hand would be broken, so he immediately gave in. "It's me, it's me who drank too much... Yara, let go of me!"
Yara's face was still gloomy!
Although he was just a new dark horse in the investment circle, many people were polite to him because he had a wide network and a good relationship with people! Even if some people had heard of him, no one dared to mention it in front of him!
This old man surnamed Zheng had really pissed him off!
"Old thing, you are unlucky today, because I am in a bad mood today!" After Yara finished speaking, he heard another cracking sound. Mr. Zara's shoulder joint was broken, and his scream immediately covered the music of the bar, which finally alarmed the waiter.
When the manager of the bar came over and saw that it was the boss of D. Y Company, he was so scared that he rushed over. "Mr. Zara? What's going on? Somebody, call an ambulance..."
"No, call the police! I want to sue that Luo guy!"
At this time, Yara had already left. He would not waste his time on this old man, so Miss Smith stayed behind.
In the face of Mr. Zara's words, Miss Smith sat opposite him and elegantly smoked a lady's cigarette. She said with a smile, "Mr. Zara, you are really drunk. Where did you get Mr. Emperor? Didn't you hit our deputy manager? You were taught a lesson by us two. Don't look down on women. I have practiced some martial arts..."
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