CHAPTER 287: OSCAR WORTHY ACTING

Given President Ye’s level, there was no need for him to concern himself with matters of this nature. In fact, the meeting was being chaired by Waller, who was more than sufficient to thoroughly suppress both families.

To put it bluntly, if negotiations broke down, Waller alone could crush both of their families. President Ye’s inspection was merely a demonstration of a firm and uncompromising stance.

Tiger Real Estate Group needed to be split up. The two families should go their separate ways and were forbidden from continuing their feud; otherwise, the local economy and job market would also be affected.

Ye’s political career continued to soar smoothly. By joining forces with his powerful rivals, he naturally remained secure and unchallenged, which was why he did not want to see the Tiger Real Estate Group, an enterprise he had personally nurtured, become a laughingstock.

The two families had fought to the point of mutual destruction, making reconciliation nearly impossible, unless faced with a crisis threatening their complete annihilation.

Ye had arrived with hostile intentions. Anyone daring to disobey was doomed to be utterly obliterated.

"Him..."

Ye stood at the door, lost in thought for a long while, his expression shifting unpredictably. The two men personally seeing him off behind him dared not even breathe heavily.

After pondering for a good while, Ye finally gritted his teeth and said, "He is an accountant here."

"Yes, yes."

Dominic, an old fox, immediately responded obsequiously, "Young Luis is a very good man, diligent and dedicated in his work. He is a bit rigid, but his loyalty and commitment have always set a fine example."

"I am not speaking carelessly. This month he will also receive a special bonus equivalent to one month’s salary. It is already registered with the finance department. He can collect his salary and bonus tomorrow."

"Oh, is that so? Take me to the finance department to have a look."

Ye listened with growing interest. Vincent quickly led the way upon hearing this.

Bella’s face instantly turned very ugly. She was no fool and immediately saw that the relationship between Ye and that accountant was not simple.

It looked like they were arguing, but for a mere accountant to dare to defy him... just how close was their relationship in private? Could this guy be some relative of his?

Impossible. Ye came from a standard, prestigious, and powerful family, a great clan with a terrifyingly profound background.

To put it bluntly, not a single member of the collateral branches failed to thrive; whether in business or politics, they were all exceptional talents.

But Bella had no time to dwell on it. She immediately quickened her steps to follow them.

At that moment, only one terrifying thought occupied her mind: if they truly were close, and if Ye found out that this reward was because she had injured him...

What if he flew into a thunderous rage... Bella dared not even imagine what the fate of the Leon family would be.

In the finance office, Ye looked through the records and accurately found the payslip and the 1,000 dollar bonus.

He seemed to be in a rather good mood and asked, "Did he perform a heroic act? Why is he suddenly receiving such a large bonus for no particular reason or holiday?"

Seeing the smile on Ye’s face, Dominic felt even more assured. "President Ye, this is what he deserves. President Ye seems to know him. If you wish to know, why not ask him yourself?"

As he said this, Dominic couldn’t help but glance at Bella.

After her elder brother entered the jade, Bella, who had single handedly supported the Leon family and then launched a counterattack, was certainly no fool. She was now one hundred percent certain that Ye and that little accountant shared a very close relationship.

The exact nature of the relationship was unknown, but it was definitely a positive one.

"He goes by another surname now..."

Ye muttered to himself, too quietly for anyone to hear. Seeing Dominic’s ingratiating expression, he did not press further.

Falsifying records in such a short time was impossible. After a moment’s thought, Ye said offhandedly, "President Ben, have him come here. I have some matters I wish to discuss properly with him."

"Yes."

Dominic immediately went to arrange it. Luis, upon receiving the order, also went upstairs.

Everyone tactfully left the room, including Dominic and the visibly anxious Bella. The large finance office fell into an eerily quiet stillness.

Dominic, being in a position of authority, had now mastered concealing his emotions, but his eyes still lit up when he saw Luis enter.

Luis wore a reluctant expression. He sat down on the nearby sofa, directly crossed his legs, lit a cigarette, and began smoking, paying him no mind.

Luis now somewhat regretted using this cheat ability on him. Dealing with that Deputy Mayor Waller would have been much better, less troublesome. Now he had to worry about his own life, it was truly wretched.

An awkward and strange silence hung in the air. Ye was the first to speak, "Do you hate me that much."

"Between strangers, what is there to hate? I am not some abnormal person."

Luis said dismissively, "President Ye lost his composure earlier. Pulling and tugging at a mere accountant like that is beneath you."

Ye remained silent for a long while, then gritted his teeth and lifted his head, saying, "Indeed. If they ask, you can say you are an external relative of our family. It will not cause you trouble."

"Thank you for that."

Following the plot implanted by the ’Dad’ cheat, Luis employed his acting skills, smiled lightly, and said, "Rest assured, your surname is not as same as mine. We have absolutely nothing to do with each other, correct."

"We are strangers. No matter what, I will not become a stain on your political career. You have my word, I will not cling to even the slightest benefit from the Ye family."

"So, please, do not dwell on it any further. My life is quite good now, and I do not wish to be disturbed."

Luis employed his acting skills, tapping the table as he spoke, "I have been working here for nearly two months. Had I known you would be coming, I would have resigned and left long ago, so as not to offend your sight."

These words were filled with profound resentment. A seasoned person like Ye could not possibly miss the implication.

In earlier years, he could have ignored it, or even had no time to care. But now, encountering him by chance and seeing his own son doing such lowly work, his anger flared up.

Ye gave a bitter smile, "Luis, that is not what I meant."

Luis did not care whether that was the meaning or not. His current goal was to perform aloofness to the utmost, to eliminate any possibility of being eliminated by him.

"May I leave now?"

Luis continued smoking, speaking lightly, "Fundamentally, we were never on the same path. Why did you bother earlier?"

"You are not such an impulsive person. You left that couple utterly confused. My job here is practically finished anyway. Fortunately, I have earned some money myself and can still get by."

As Luis spoke, he made to stand up. Ye, who had been composed until now, suddenly became agitated.

He rushed forward and grabbed Luis’s hand, breathing heavily, "Luis, I did not intend for this. I will handle all of this, it will not cause you any distress."

"That would be for the best. My life is very good now. I truly do not want any waves."

Luis looked at him coldly and said, "But what about your competitors? If they find a stain like me, will it be your rivals who eliminate me, or will you do it yourself personally?"

In the moment of Ye’s stunned confusion, Luis suddenly knelt before him and bowed his head forcefully onto the ground.

"Get up! What are you doing? Have you gone mad."

The normally unflappable Ye was instantly flustered, frantically grabbing Luis’s shoulders.

Luis remained kneeling, his voice now carrying a tone of helpless pleading, "I beg you. I hated you before, but I do not hate you anymore, is that not enough? If you felt I was in the wrong before, you can hit or scold me as you please."

According to the memories implanted by the System, this illegitimate son was stubborn and fierce; he would not suddenly yield like this.

"Get up, get up and talk! Who told you to kneel, you little bastard."

Ye also lost his composure. In his memory, it was deeply ingrained that this was his son. Such behavior filled him with deep unease.

"I have never called you ’Father’ even once, but I truly beg you, do not disturb my life any longer."

Luis lifted his head, tears already streaming down his face, his tone one of utter helplessness, "I have no relation to you whatsoever anymore. I have my own family now."

"If you feel you have wronged me, or wronged my mother, you need not compensate me with anything."

"I am living quite well. I will not remain in this accountant job for long. I already have considerable income and can take care of my own small family."

"I beg you, is it not enough to simply not disturb my life."

Witnessing his son’s tearful, helpless desperation, Ye felt unbearably heartbroken. In a daze, he wondered, was his arrival here a disaster?

Why would it be a disaster? Clearly, if you needed anything, a single word from me would suffice. You could also live a life of wealth and privilege. Why are you so afraid of me.