Working Prophet

"Bernard, you're late."

As soon as the Gaul finished speaking, another voice came from next to his ear.

The person speaking was a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit, with a calm face, walking down the stairs.

Without Shi Yitong's introduction, Li Yu could already guess the identity of the person in front of him.

He is obviously one of the five directors of the third era, the host of this annual meeting, Mr. Qin, the owner of Hongye Villa.

"I went around the Forbidden City in the afternoon, and I was fascinated by it, so I was late." Bernard raised his head and grinned.

Mr. Qin knew the behavior of the Gaul in front of him, so he didn't bother to argue with him, he just nodded and said.

"Since you're here, let's have dinner together, everyone will be waiting for you."

After hearing the last sentence, Bernard not only felt no guilt or blame, but was secretly happy. He pretended to apologize, but was the first to sit down at the dining table.

Immediately after that, the eleven or twelve-year-old Angsa girl Li Yu had seen before also came down the stairs.

Then there was a drunken Slavic man. Although he was also wearing a formal dress, he was a little unkempt and unshaven and still swaying as he walked.

A waiter was at his side, ready to catch him if he fell, but he pushed him roughly away.

"I don't need help, I'm not drunk yet."

While muttering, he also complained to Mr. Qin beside him, "You have to repair the demon dolls in your manor, Lao Qin, their eyesight is too poor."

Mr. Qin nodded upon hearing this, "I see, Sergey."

After seeing Sergey, Miss Windsor's eyes showed a trace of undetectable disgust, and Bernard also moved his buttocks, as if he wanted to stay away from this old drunkard.

Sergey didn't care too much, and soon after sitting down, he began to eat like no one else was there.

On the other hand, Miss Windsor and Bernard did not move their chopsticks, as if they were still waiting for someone.

At this time, four directors had gathered in the living room on the first floor, and there was only one person left.

"Taylor," Shi Yitong said in a low voice, "She is the most powerful director on the board of directors now, and other directors more or less need to look at her face to act.

"Especially Miss Windsor, and Bernard. They are like Taylor's two little followers."

"But I remember you said Miss Windsor, who also controlled the board of directors before." Li Yu said.

"Yes, but that was a long time ago. In fact, even that idiot Bernard had a period of prosperity, but today is different from the past. Their era has passed."

"Is there a distinction between high and low directors?" Li Yu said, "What about Mr. Qin, where does he rank among the five directors?"

"Secondly, no one has more power than him except Taylor, but Taylor's family is too powerful. Three of the five directors are from them, so it's best not to mess with them."

Li Yu nodded, and had a general understanding of the company's top management.

Another quarter of an hour passed before the fifth director finally showed up.

Li Yu first heard the clicking sound of high heels stepping on the floor, and raised his head to look in the direction of the stairs.

The person who saw a tall figure was taller than the pair of twin girls, probably close to 1.9 meters.

But the figure is not bad, not as fat as Sergey.

However, she has both male and female characteristics on her body, with a pair of powerful chests, eye shadow and thick lipstick, wearing a yellow dress with a fur around her neck.

On the other hand, she has a large male frame, a prominent Adam's apple, and even leg hair.

Li Yu is usually a very stable person in life and work. Coupled with his experiences in the past half year, there are very few things that can surprise him.

But Taylor's appearance still made him suffer a lot.

"I don't know, the fifth director turns out to be...transgender."

"It's a transgender person." Hephaestus corrected, and finally said, "Don't you like people like this?"

"That's not true." Li Yu shook his head, "I respect everyone's choice, but I was a little surprised when I saw it for the first time."

"This is human nature." Shi Yitong said.

When they saw Taylor coming, Miss Windsor and Bernard immediately stood up with respectful expressions. Then they looked at Sergey who was still engrossed in eating.

Bernard reminded, "Taylor is here, you should stand up and show him respect..."

He was answered with a middle finger.

Bernard's face turned red all of a sudden, he didn't expect Sergey to show him no face in front of so many company employees.

But we are both directors, and Bernard has nothing to do with Sergey.

In the end, he could only pretend he didn't see it, and turned his head to help Taylor, who arrived last, pull out the chair.

"Bernard, you're late." Taylor didn't thank you, but just sat down on the chair the Gaul had opened for him, and then said.

Bernard's face changed slightly, but this time he didn't use any excuses like forgetting the time while visiting scenic spots, and stood aside like a child who had done something wrong.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. Don't come so late next time." After Taylor finished speaking, he looked at Miss Windsor and said warmly, "Everyone, please sit down."

Only then did the two sit down.

Taylor looked at Mr. Qin again, "Where is the annual meeting going now?"

"The first round of prizes has just been drawn." Mr. Qin said, "Are you going to say a few words to everyone next?"

"No, you are the host, so you should come." Taylor said, "I'm just here to taste oriental food tonight."

As she spoke, she picked up a piece of tablecloth and tied it around her neck.

"Really? I heard that you have been in Hokkaido some time ago. Aren't you tired of eating the sashimi there?" Sergey, who had been silent before, suddenly put down his elbow and said.

"Then it's been a long time since you had sour cherry dumplings and chicken Kiev." Taylor said calmly.

"Interesting... really interesting." Sergey's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, but before he could continue, he was interrupted by Mr. Qin.

"Everyone, I need to remind you that we are currently attending the company's annual meeting. No matter what grudges you have had in the past, please exercise restraint in front of our employees and stop making more jokes."

"Wait a minute," Bernard frowned, "What did you mean when you said more...Have we made any other jokes?"

"It's not important. Eat something quickly and move on to the next step." Mr. Qin urged.