chapter 27 will old boer

Fernando was truly speechless. These people were even more indulgent toward his daughter than he was, almost like fanatical doting. He thought, that if someone wants to spoil a child, they should have their own instead. The way they pampered his daughter could lead to her being overly indulged. Approaching Zoey, Fernando gently asked, "Zoey, how do you plan to deal with these gifts?" Zoey wiped away her tears and looked up at her father's face, earnestly saying, "I plan to return all these gifts to the respective uncles. Zoey has marked each one." She pointed to the boxes, each one marked with the name of the uncle who had given it. Fernando lovingly touched his daughter's hair and said, "Well, Zoey is right. We shouldn't casually accept things from others. However..." "These uncles are Dad's good friends, and they gave you so many gifts because they like you. If you return them, they will feel sad and upset." "What should I do then?" Zoey said, her eyes becoming moist again. After a moment of thought, Fernando said, "How about this, you can keep one gift from each uncle, and return the rest. That way, they won't feel sad and upset." "Okay, okay!" Zoey nodded repeatedly. "Dad's suggestion is great." Once Zoey finished speaking, she happily bounced around, carefully selecting her gifts from the numerous boxes. Soon, Zoey had chosen her gifts. Fernando nodded in approval after inspecting them. "Palace... big brother, what about all these remaining things?" Brian scratched his head, looking at the densely packed boxes. "All these toys, stationery, and clothes, donate them to the mountain area elementary school." "The rest, return them all. Tell them that if anyone dares to send random gifts to Zoey again, they should be prepared to face the consequences." Fernando grew angrier as he thought about it. Giving art and calligraphy to his daughter was barely acceptable, but sending guns, ammunition, and an array of weapons was too much. "Yes..." Brian wore a mournful expression. He had just moved all this stuff here, and now he had to move it all back. "Another thing, call Tianzhong Group and ask them to build a sturdier car for Ella." "Yes, big brother, you can trust me to handle it." Brian nodded and pledged. Fernando raised an eyebrow, feeling Brian's words were quite unreliable when spoken by him. "Never mind, I'll contact them myself later." Fernando couldn't fully trust Brian with such a small matter. "Oh, big brother, it's just a trivial matter. Leave it to me," Brian said, patting his chest. Indeed, such a small matter didn't require Fernando to personally oversee it. At present, the half-basement needed to be left undisturbed, and going to a hotel suited Fernando's preferences. On the 126th floor of Jinghai Tower, it was entirely made of floor-to-ceiling windows, offering a breathtaking view of the bustling night scene of Jinghai. The facilities inside were top-notch, making it the most luxurious presidential suite in Jinghai. "Wow!" Zoey covered her small mouth with her hands, unable to express her astonishment. "Dad, this place is so beautiful!" "Dad, look, there's a super huge swimming pool!" "Dad, what is this?" ... Zoey excitedly ran around the room, looking left and right. From childhood to now, she had never seen such a luxurious house. Transitioning directly from the half-basement to the most luxurious presidential suite created a noticeable contrast. Ella, being from a prestigious family, didn't find this opulent scene particularly remarkable; she just kept complaining about Fernando spending money recklessly. Fernando smiled and remained silent. His most important task now was to ensure that the two people before him would live every day in happiness. ... Meanwhile, on Brian's end, he was sweating profusely, moving each box back onto the Black Hawk Helicopter. Once the last box was moved, he sat on the ground, exhausted, and pulled out his phone to dial a number. Soon, the call was answered, and a woman's voice in fluent Yizhi Language was heard. "Damn, I don't understand. Find someone who speaks Huaxia Language for me," Brian said irritably. "Sir, I am Mr. Bolf's secretary. Is there something I can assist you with?" The woman switched to the broken Huaxia Language. Being fluent in multiple languages was a basic requirement for a CEO's secretary. "Hurry and let that old guy Bolf answer the phone!" Brian had no patience for small talk with the woman. He thought all CEOs were too particular; why did they always have their secretaries answer their phones? It was a hassle. "Sir, Mr. Bolf is currently in a very important meeting. Is there something I can convey on your behalf?" The secretary spoke politely. Anyone with the personal number of a boss was undoubtedly influential and powerful, and she didn't want to offend them. "What important meeting is happening so late at night? How can there be so many... Oh, right!" Brian suddenly realized that while it was night in Huaxia, it was daytime in Yizhi Country. "You go and tell Bolf right now, just say Brian is looking for him. Hurry!" Brian shouted into the phone. "But..." "I'll give you one minute. If Bolf doesn't answer the phone, I'll come over and see him myself," Brian completely lost his patience. "Oh... Alright, I'll go right now," the secretary muttered to herself, wondering who could be on the other end of the line to warrant such a fierce threat of coming over to see his boss. The secretary entered the conference room, walked over to Bolf, and whispered, "Sir, someone is looking for you." Bolf was in a crucial moment of the meeting. Upon hearing the secretary's words, his face darkened, and he shouted, "Jessica, you've been around me for quite some time. Don't you know I never take calls during meetings?" "But, sir..." "What 'but'? What is it?" Bolf angrily pointed to the door. "You don't need to come to work tomorrow. Get out!" Jessica's eyes turned red with grievances as she lowered her head and said, "Yes, sir. However, I still need to tell you that a person named Brian, who speaks Huaxia Language, wants to talk to you." "Whoever wants to talk to me can wait until after the meeting! Get out... wait, who did you say is looking for me?" Bolf stared wide-eyed, finding it hard to believe his ears. "A gentleman named Brian," Jessica reiterated. Crash! Bolf slid directly off his chair. "Quick! Give me the phone, end the meeting, end the meeting!" Bolf hurriedly got up, snatched the phone, and, in rather broken Huaxia Language, said, "Brian, Mr. Brian." "Ah, Bolf, you're becoming more and more presidential. Looks like I'll need to make an appointment a few days in advance to call you in the future," came Brian's sarcastic voice through the phone. "Mr. Brian, I, I didn't know it was your call. If I had known, I would have answered it immediately," Bolf said, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He was well acquainted with the explosive temper of Mr. Brian.