Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 54: Fucking Sweet Fruits
Irene had analyzed the financial statements of the company that Grandpa Narendra had given her yesterday. Ares also helped him check between the existing reports and the actual situation. Today, he would face back the grandfather in the main director's room.
"How, Irene. Have you finished it?" asked Grandpa Narendra with a face that looked so bright.
The presence of Grandpa Narendra immediately shifted the position of January and Harris there. The two could no longer struggle when the grandfather had returned. From the way he spoke, Grandpa Narendra was firm and critical in addressing something. His decision cannot be disputed by anyone, whether his biological children or his grandchildren.
Alan was there to accompany Grandpa Narendra. From the look of his face can be seen that he was very forced to come to the office. Although it looked cool wearing his work clothes, but it was not the style that Alan liked. He prefers to take care of his restaurant because of flexible working hours and does not need to comply with standard rules.
Irene put the results of her analysis of the company's financial condition in front of her grandfather. "Me and Ares found some irregularities in budgeting expenses in the company. In the last few years, the profits made by the company have declined significantly. Grandfather can check it himself on the part I've matched."
Grandpa Narendra began to open up the results of Irene's analysis. Alan helped his grandfather check it out. The two looked at each other so surprised by the work Irene had done. The report made by Irene was so neat and very easy to understand. They immediately know the location of the problem in the company.
"It's not that I want to vilify, but it looks like Mr. January and Mr. Harris are trying to corrupt the company. Not only that, some partners and potential investors who almost work with the company, they switch to their own company. The business they are developing is the same direction as this company. Since the two also served in the company, it's faster to get a relationship."
Grandpa Narendra seemed to sigh. He leaned his back on the chair. He had expected his other two sons to do such a thing. As a parent, he tried to be fair to his three sons. He must keep what is right for his five grandchildren from his first son no matter what happens.
"I told you, Cake. If you want this company, let them have it. I don't want any enmity because they're still part of the family."
"Shut up, Alan! No family does evil to their own family. If they want to cheat, I can't let them. As a child, you should be able to fight for your own rights! It's not as simple as the treasure, it's also about the honor and prestige of your late father who's been struggling to build this company."
"Did you also have the heart to let Alex fight alone where he should be, but filled with people who did not take his side?"
Grandpa's words made Alan pensive. Alex is hard-earned to enter the company without the help of anyone, including his grandfather. Meanwhile, he and his other brother refused to enter the company and were asked to enter. Supposedly they were, the five brothers who could be the highest office holders in the company.
"Irene, your work is excellent. Grandpa is amazed at you. So, who of the five grandchildren have you interested in?"
Irene rounded her eyes at the question. He had not even thought about his feelings. He glanced at Alan. He could not answer because there was indeed no shadow in his mind to marry one of the five young masters.
"Whoever you choose, Grandpa will give you 30% of the company's shares, Irene."
Grandpa Narendra's words left Irene dumbfounded, as did Alan.
"Grandfather, are you sure you want to make Irene a granddaughter-in-law?" asked Alan curiously.
"Beautiful?" Alan raised a voice to emphasize his question. It seemed like the grandfather was myopic or indeed Irene had a special potion in order to be praised by others.
Grandpa Narendra changed his facial expression to become annoyed at Alan. "Why indeed? Grandfather only expressed his personal opinion. Do you think Irene is ugly?"
Alan could not speak anymore. Her feelings all along were also a little strange to Irene. There was no way an ordinary woman like her could interest herself.
"Yes, it's up to Grandpa. I'm going to the interview room right now to find the Persian translator Grandpa wants." Alan gave up on his grandfather's decision. "Irene, if you want to rest, just go into my room next to Alex's, '" she said before leaving the grandfather's room.
Irene was still there, sitting in front of Grandpa Narendra. He wished there was something Grandpa had said or asked him. However, the grandfather just kept quiet and smiled at him.
"Did Grandpa not want to ask me anything?" tanyakanya.
"Nothing" replied the grandfather. "I just wish you could talk as normally as you would talk to your own grandfather."
Irene grew awkward with the request. He felt that grandfather actually knew who he really was. Only one thing he did not understand, why the grandfather was not angry when he had deceived his grandchildren. Even my grandfather treated him so well.
"Then I'll go to Alan's room" said Irene.
"Yes. Rest there." Grandpa Narendra still showed his pure smile.
Irene exited the room with a feeling that was still wondering. His heart was always worried if meeting grandfather, afraid at any time his disguise was revealed. Or is the grandfather of such a good person to the point of not looking at his appearance. Even grandfather intends to give 30% of the company shares to him, regardless of who he will choose to be the husband of the five young masters.
Irene waited boredly in Alan's room which still looked all-new. He tried to sit in a crouching work chair while pretending to be the boss. The screen of the monitor in front of him made him get one idea to open the results of the company's online interview selection.
Yesterday afternoon, Irene had an online interview with the company to find a prospective Persian translator. Actually, it was just his fad because he happened to be able to speak Persian. He just likes to be asked questions in a language he hasn't used for a long time.
He opened the address of the selection announcement just wanting to know who was finally chosen as the translator.
His mouth gaped as he looked at the display of the announcement that was on the monitor. His pseudonym "Alenta" appears. He rubbed his eyes to make sure. Unexpectedly, the snobbing became real. In fact, he originally filled in the data provided and did not want to put up a profile photo of applicants.