Jeremy returned to the office with a scowl on his face. No one dared to say anything. They quickly lowered down their head and pretended to be busy with their work. Once they felt his presence was no longer near them, they quickly lifted up their head and started to ask questions.
Why this young master looked so cold and serious? In tv, he looked so friendly and kind. He always smiled and joked around especially with his groupmates.
Jeremy sat on the comfy leather chair and looked at the personal assistant of his fatger's. His fingers tapped on the wooden table as his eyes stared coldly at the poor elder man.
"Are you telling me these men are the best in their field?" his cold voice surrounded the huge room, sending shiver to the assistant.
