The Invisible Rich Man's
Chapter 117
“You also ate at Majestic Phoenix Restaurant? Well done, Mr. Crawford! I'll come, and we can toast to a glass of wine!”
Coughing. Coughing.
If anyone makes toast, it should be Gerald. Wesley was still his senior.
But since Mr. Harrison had invited her, he should have just come so they could enjoy a drink together.
How could he not give face to Mr Harrison? He even gave his room number to Mr Harrison.
That's not a big deal. At most, he would only invest more in the future.
Gerald hung up.
George and everyone else were still staring at Gerald with disdain.
“It was unexpected! This kind of person could have friends at Majestic Phoenix Restaurant?!”
"Yes. How magnificent!”
The girls sneered.
Now, Gerald's status in their hearts had dropped drastically. Yep. Gerald is a humble second generation heir or someone who has won their heart lottery before.
He's really very rich.
They can gather a lot of benefits from it.
However, at this moment, Gerald was nothing more than a playboy. She is loved when she has money, of course, but what will happen when her lover is sick and bored of her?
What will he then be?
As a result, everyone had a very consistent attitude towards him.
Then, the door of the room suddenly opened.
A lot of people are outside. About twenty to thirty middle-aged and elderly people all wearing leather suits and shoes, had gathered outside.
They were all standing outside the door with wine glasses in hand.
George was left dumbfounded.
Even Alice and the others became extremely nervous.
What the hell's going on?
“Zeller...Charles Zeller?”
“This..ini...ini. Harrison?”
"Chairman Myers, Chairman Lloyd, why are you here?"
George trembled as he spoke.
Even Wesley Harrison from the Bureau of Commerce is here.
Also, Charles Zeller, the most influential and powerful figure in George's eyes, was here, standing among the crowd, laughing with a glass of wine in his hands.
Could they all gather here for me?
George was in a state of blur, like a dream.
"Sit down, please sit down!" George and his wife exclaimed in excitement.
“You're too polite. We are here just for a toast, and we will go after that!”
Wesley bowed slightly as a sign of respect to George.
However, this respect is not really for George, but because of Gerald.
Wesley held a wine glass in his hand. Amidst the atmosphere of the room, Wesley stood in front of Gerald, followed by a large group behind him.
"Thank you for a toast to Mr. Crawford!"
After that, he finished a glass of wine.
"Trs. Crawford, a toast from us to you!”
Standing behind Wesley were investors for the project, and many of them were officials from the Trade Bureau.
Gerald was silent as well.
He initially thought that Wesley would come here himself, even thinking of asking him to help Alice's problems.
Gerald would never have expected so many people to come at once.
Not wanting to be disrespectful, he hurriedly finished his glass in return.
The scene left George dumbfounded as well.
Alice had stiffened, looking surprised and surprised.
Jacelyn's mouth opened so wide that an egg could easily fit inside.
Of course, they initially thought he was just a playboy.
But whatever their impression of him was, even the famous Wesley Harrison of the Bureau of Commerce was also present.
Besides, they all called him Mr. Crawford's.
What is this showing?
Gerald can't just be a rich playboy! After all, Wesley was one of the most prominent and influential Mayberry City!