Reincarnation: I Have Always Been Rich

Panda Novel

"Yes." The servant was frightened by Chen Ming's assistant's gaze and couldn't help but take a step back.

"What do we do? What do we do? Why did the old man call at this time? Could it be that the old man knows something? It was Elder Liu who called the old man!" Chen Ming's assistant's hands couldn't help but tightly clench together. He kept circling around the door. He kept saying, "What should we do? What should we do now?"

"Mr. Smith, Elder Wharton's call is still being connected. Do you think we should ask the young master to come out and answer the call? If we let Elder Wharton wait for too long, I'm afraid it won't be good."

"Oh my, I really am stupid." Chen Ming's assistant patted his forehead. "Where's the phone? where is it?"

"In the living room," the servant said.

When Chen Ming's assistant heard this, he immediately walked towards the living room. "But, Elder Wharton specifically asked for the young master," the servant couldn't help but remind him.

"Do you think the young master will come out to receive the call?" Chen Ming's assistant stopped in his tracks, turned around, and said to the servant before walking into the living room.

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"Hey, kid, when are you going to bring Liu Bolin's granddaughter back for me to take a look?" Chen Ming's assistant picked up the phone and heard Elder Wharton's energetic voice on the other end.

He couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat off his forehead. "Elder, it's me."

"Mr. Smith?"

"Yes."

"Why did you pick up the phone? Where is that kid?" Although Mr. Smith couldn't see Elder Wharton's expression at this moment, Mr. Smith, who had stayed by Elder Wharton's side for many years, could imagine Elder Wharton's expression at this moment. His expression would be terrifyingly ugly.

"Young Master is very upset. He's locked in his room right now." Mr. Smith wanted to cover for Chen Ming, but who was Elder Wharton? Mr. Smith thought for a moment. He reckoned that Elder Wharton would expose him before he could finish his excuse. So, in the end, Mr. Smith closed his eyes and told the truth.

"What? Heartbroken? Kid, you must be joking. How could my grandson be heartbroken? There are too many women who want to marry into the Wharton family… Wait, you mean to say that he was rejected by Liu Bolin's granddaughter?" Elder Wharton suddenly exclaimed.

"Yes..."

"Outrageous! Although I don't really like that kid, he's still my grandson. What's wrong with him? Liu Bolin's granddaughter actually rejected him." Elder Wharton thought about it and felt extremely uncomfortable. He originally wanted to let his grandson marry Liu Bolin's granddaughter so that he could show off in front of Liu Bolin. But now, he had nothing. "No, it looks like I have to fly over and see for myself what's going on."

Elder Wharton couldn't sit still.

Hearing that Elder Wharton was going to fly over personally, Mr. Smith felt bad. Based on his understanding of his boss, if his boss were to fly over, it would probably cause a commotion. And he believed that this wasn't what his young master wanted to see.

"Elder Wharton, actually, it's not that Miss Meng'er doesn't like the young master, but it's because…"

Before Mr. Smith could finish speaking, the impatient Elder Wharton interrupted him and asked, "Because of what? Could there be some other reason behind this?"

"Miss Meng'er was snatched away by the family head of the Buyano family. That's why Miss Meng'er rejected our young master." In any case, Mr. Smith felt that although Yuwen Jing was very good and outstanding, his young master wasn't bad either. Chen Meng'er ultimately chose Yuwen Jing over his young master, it was not because his young master was not outstanding, but perhaps because Yuwen Jing had used some tricks.

Mr. Smith told Elder Wharton every word about how Yuwen Jing had been injured, moved into the Green Gang, and asked Chen Meng'er to take care of him.

Initially, Mr. Smith wanted to use this to dispel Elder Wharton's plans to fly over. However, as soon as he mentioned this matter, Elder Wharton slapped the table, and exclaimed, "Outrageous! I told you, that kid from the Buyano family is very sinister. Fine, he won't listen to me. Now he'll have to suffer. This kid only knows how to be stubborn with me. Fine, I'll arrange it myself. I'll probably be there tomorrow."

After saying this, before Mr. Smith could react, Elder Wharton hung up.

Mr. Smith listened to the beeping sound coming from the other end of the phone. He suddenly felt bad. If he didn't mishear, his boss had just said that he would arrive tomorrow.

After Mr. Smith hung up the phone, he walked hurriedly towards Chen Ming's room.

Chen Ming's room door was still tightly shut. There was no sound from the room at all. Mr. Smith couldn't care less now. He knocked on Chen Ming's door.

"I said, leave me alone!" Chen Ming's somewhat hoarse voice came from inside the room.

"Young Master, it's not that I want to disturb you, but I really have a big piece of news to tell you. The old man knows that you were rejected by Miss Meng'er. He just called and said that he will fly over tomorrow," Mr. Smith said. He was also very helpless.

As far as he knew, every time his boss and Elder Liu were on the phone, they would fight to the death. If they were to meet, it would be terrible. Moreover, there was also the matter between his young master and Miss Meng'er.

Mr. Smith thought about it and felt a headache coming on.

In the room, after Chen Ming heard Mr. Smith's words, his originally unpleasant expression became even darker. His brows were tightly knitted together. He cursed in his heart, "This stupid old man, why does he come and meddle randomly?"

Chen Ming stood up from his chair. With a swoosh, he opened the door and interrupted Mr. Smith, who was still outside the door, chattering non-stop as he tried to persuade Chen Ming. Mr. Smith looked at Chen Ming, who was standing at the door, and his eyes widened. "Young Master!"