"Meeting!"
In fact, was there really a need for this meeting?
The corporation had always been in control by the father and son duo.
If Micheal Davis agreed with it, it would happen.
If he disagreed, none of them could do anything about it.
The rest of them were just puppets.
Outside the meeting room ...
William Davis, who had suffered losses one after another, smoked his cigarette fiercely. His resentful eyes fell on Oliver Walker from time to time.
He wanted to speak, but he was afraid of being beaten!
It was definitely an indescribable feeling.
"Do you still have any cigarettes left?"
Oliver Walker said indifferently. He had finished the last one in the morning and forgot to buy some.
He definitely couldn't leave now!
Such words ...
William Davis was furious. "You … You still have the audacity to ask me for cigarettes?"
He was trembling with anger!
