Chatty Chatty Mouth
= The Gladiators =
Chatty chatty mouth
You want to know your culture (know your culture)
Your boss is a warrior
Chatty mouth you are a traitor .. You both belittle humble
Also fight against the meek .. Your boss shall be lost
And you chatty mouth you get blow .. You and your boss shall be lost
If you won't hear .. You will get blow
You shall be weighed in the balance .. And found wanting
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This afternoon while he was relaxing with Kevin having lunch at a hotel restaurant where they were staying, Vince's cell phone vibrated. Vince reached from his trouser pocket.
"Yes, Papa?" It turned out to be Benetton Hong who called. "Yeah, I know. Yes, I'll check later after I eat with Kev. Yes, I know, don't worry."
Then the call ended and the phone was put back in his pants pocket.
"What's your dad calling? To check how many women you've stabbed after you were in London?" tease Kevin.
Vince was unfazed and continued to scoop the crabmeat soup into his mouth before replying, "You think my dad is like your dad who always asks who you sleep in every night?"
Kevin chuckled a little. He knew he couldn't win an argument with his best friend. His partner in crime. Including partners in sin too?
Vince kept his promise to his father. He hadn't gone anywhere after this lunch, other than his father's office in central London.
It had been a few days since he had set foot in London, he had come to his father's corporate headquarters in the Mayfair District. The district contains offices of leading corporations, embassies, financial institutions, real-estate businesses, luxury hotels, and high-end restaurants.
As soon as Vince appeared, the employees immediately bowed respectfully when they saw Vince which was replied with a short nod from the son of the Asian tycoon.
An assistant immediately ran to greet Vince and escorted Vince to the President's room which would be the room for Vince while he was in London.
The assistant was named Abraham, but Vince preferred to call him Abe. He was a young man in his early thirties. A little older than Vince, but Abe's face still looks like a man who just graduated from high school. Abe is from Thailand. He is sweet and obedient.
When Vince had started to enter his private room, suddenly in the room there was already his secretary, a young woman aged 25 years of mixed Filipino and English blood named Shea.
Shea is a sweet girl even though she doesn't inherit blonde hair like her father. But his eyes were an exotic dark green.
Mr. Benetton Hong deliberately employs a lot of Asians in some of his companies. Grand Master Hong wants to prosper the people of Asia.
However, even though Shea was cute and attractive, Vince only glanced at her then walked over to his seat. He soon drowned in the company files.
Although Vince likes to have fun, he also understands his obligations. That's why Benetton liked his son. The father knows his son's crazy behavior, but Vince can also be counted on as a competent successor.
Vince went through the many files and company reports for over an hour, not expecting it to be late in the afternoon.
"Young Master Hong, the tea please." Shea's soft voice stopped Vince from his work. "It's a very fragrant and fresh almond tea."
"Okay, thanks, Shea." Vince reached for the teacup in front of him and took a sip. "Hum ... It's delicious. Did you buy it specially or-?"
"I accidentally bought this tea when there was a festival last Sunday. And because it was so delicious, I bought it again for Master here. Sorry if I'm presumptuous." Shea looked down.
Vince took another sip of his tea until it was half a cup. "No need to worry. It's really delicious. And I'm going to buy it for all the employees here. Please tell Abe about this."
Shea looked relieved. "Yes sir."
But, Abe had appeared first in the room.
Vince immediately spoke, "Abe, try to arrange for this office to have a stock of almond tea as the one Shea bought. You can ask Shea about that. I'll pay for it."
Abe glanced at Shea who was looking down at them. "Yes, Sir. I'll do it. Master, are you going home?"
"Yes. I think I've finished checking all the files." Vince started to stand up after finishing all the tea in his cup.
"I will prepare a car to take you, Sir." Abe started to pick up his cell phone.
"No need, Abe. I brought my own car here." Vince refused subtly.
"In that case, I'll drive it for Master. After all, Master's safety is my responsibility." Abe insisted.
"Okay, okay." Vince gave up. He turned to Shea. "Want to come home with me, guys? Ah, I mean ... I'll take you home." He hastily explained what he meant before Shea thought of anything else.
Shea looked taken aback by Vince's offer. He didn't expect to get the chance to share a car with Vince on his way home. "Is it okay?"
"Of course it's fine. Let's just say I thanked you for your delicious tea earlier. Come on! Hurry up and pack your things and we'll go downstairs together."
Shea's eyes lit up. "All right, Sir! Pack up right away!" She went straight to her desk which was in the same room as Vince and quickly packed all her things and bags.
The three of them left the room together and then went down using the elevator together. Many of the employees looked surprised. Several female employees were envious of Shea who was considered lucky to be able to go home with their President.
You can already imagine how grateful Shea was to be brought home by the Boss.
Everyone in London knows about Vince's greatness. Great at managing his father's company, as well as great in bed. Rumors about Vince were rampant in the employee circle.
Inevitably, they always attribute every woman who walks with Vince to Young Master Hong's bed warmer.
Rumors about Shea grew until the next day. Many employees continued to gossip between Shea and Vince.
"She must have slept in Sir Vincent's bed last night."
"You little bitch!"
"You seem to say that with a tone full of jealousy?"
"That's good! I just didn't think that little girl could hook up Mr. Vince as soon as Young Master was in London!"
"Moreover, they're in the same room. It would have been easier for Shea to seduce Mr. Vince!"
"Hah! Only God and them know what they're doing in that room ..."
"Do you think Abe joined in the liveliness of the room?"
"Hey!!! You mean threesomes?"
"Khuhuhuu ... Your brain is so naughty!"
"Well, who knows Shea isn't content with just one man being crushed by one."
"I wonder what it's like to be crushed by Mr. Vince ..."
"Fix your fat body first if you expect Mr. Vince!"
"Eh, who knows Mr. Vince's tastes are also chubby women?"
"Your contents exceed capacity, Miss!"
"Ha ha ha..."
"You guys are evil ..."
And that's how the employees chattered about Shea and Vince. Of course, there is a tone of envy and jealousy tucked into their comments. However, no one will admit it.
Vince Hong is like a majestic and hard-to-reach Hong bird. It flapped its wings to soar high into the sky without being able to reach anyone that it didn't want.
Last night, Vince wasn't looking for any female warmth. He went straight to bed in his hotel Penthouse room after hours sitting in the office checking files.
Kevin, knowing this, had no intention of disturbing him and went off on his own to hunt. Kevin's trip to London was not for the sake of taking care of business, but just for a walk at will.
His other siblings have business affairs, so his father doesn't burden Kevin with work too much.
Kevin's job is to spend his father's money.