Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

"Hmph, who would believe you!" Tang Feiyan said aggressively, "Tell me, do you have any connection to Stanford University? Otherwise, why are you recommending it and speaking so highly of it?"

Skidmore said helplessly, "It's true that I founded Stanford University in 1891! But I didn't recommend it to you because of that, but because it is currently the most suitable for your needs..."

"This prestigious university was really founded by you?" Tang Feiyan was extremely surprised, even Eric and Tan Ailing couldn't help but glance at each other.

Noticing the astonishment of the "master" and her family, Skidmore smiled proudly.

Tang Feiyan scrutinized Skidmore for a while and asked, "What other industries do you have in Country A?"

After thinking for a while, Skidmore replied, somewhat dejectedly, "I'm sorry, Madam, I can't count them all!"

Tang Feiyan rolled her eyes and said, "I don't need the exact numbers, just give me a rough estimate."

Skidmore calculated for a while before whispering, "If we only consider stocks and real estate, it might be over 300 billion. I'm not very good at financial management."

"You... and you call this 'not good at financial management'?" Tang Feiyan pressed on, "What if we add movable assets?"

"If we include jewelry, gold, and antique artworks, it might exceed a trillion..."

"Uh..."

Seeing Tang Feiyan's speechless expression, Eric and Tan Ailing couldn't help but laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Feiyan, regaining her composure, pouted coquettishly, "Aren't you surprised?"

Eric shrugged, "A trillion? Not much!" In the eyes of this "number one big robber in the other world," this amount of money was just the loot from a dozen robberies!

"Not much?" Tang Feiyan sneered, unaware of Eric's past, "Do you have it?"

Eric smiled faintly but didn't say anything. Skidmore spoke up, "Madam, the master certainly has over a trillion, and even more..."

"What?" Tang Feiyan was shocked. Looking at Eric's expression, which was equivalent to that of a stingy wife who had just learned that her husband had a 'small treasure trove,' she asked, "Eric, how did you have so much money?"

Tan Ailing was also slightly surprised, but then she glanced at Skidmore thoughtfully. The latter confirmed her guess, "All the assets of us subordinates belong to the master! Not only us, but everything we own, whether it's our lives or money, belongs to the master!"

"Really?"

In stark contrast to Tang Feiyan's bright eyes, Skidmore's expression was serious, "Of course."

Just as Tang Feiyan was about to burst into laughter, Tan Ailing's slap on the head made her laughter die down. She coughed several times before catching her breath, looking at Tan Ailing with resentment.

Ignoring her, Tan Ailing asked Skidmore, "There shouldn't be any problem with Feiyan's enrollment, right?"

"Absolutely not!" Skidmore assured, "Just come and go as you please!"n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"That's good." Tan Ailing nodded, then looked at Tang Feiyan and asked, "Have you settled everything on your end?"

"There's nothing much to settle, as most things are handled by professional managers!" Tang Feiyan, now very aware of her role as the "Second Mistress," answered honestly, "But it's best if you and Eric go there in person to oversee things, to prevent anyone from causing trouble..."

"Okay!"

At nine o'clock in the morning, the morning sun slanted on the forty-story office building located in the luxurious area of Lujiazui, reflecting a dazzling light that made it impossible to ignore its grandeur.

Especially at the entrance, there was a extremely luxurious Bentley Mulliner728 parked. A handsome European man in a black suit stood respectfully next to the car, half-bowed as he opened the door. Following that, a tall and handsome young man slowly walked out of the car.

The young man had a very indifferent expression, and his face showed a maturity that was far beyond his actual age. Although he looked like he was only eighteen or nineteen years old, he had the composure of someone in their thirties or forties. He was neatly dressed in a branded suit, carrying a briefcase and an ultra-thin PDA in his hand.

There was no doubt that this impeccably dressed young CEO was Eric, who took over the Ling Yan Group after Tang Feiyan left.

"Master..." Skidmore asked respectfully, "Do you have any other instructions?"

Eric, who was looking at his PDA, glanced at him indifferently and said, "No, you can go back. Come back at twelve noon to pick up Ailing and Xiao Feng Qian."

"Yes." Skidmore nodded, bowed, and waited for Eric to enter the Ling Yan Building before straightening up and driving away.

Although it was already past the rush hour for work, there were still many people entering and exiting the building. However, for this "most handsome chairman in history" who was already well-known to everyone, no one came up to greet him.

Of course, this was not because the employees of the Ling Yan Group were dissatisfied with their young chairman, but rather because of Eric himself.

At this moment, he was carefully looking at the information on his PDA, with one hand supporting his chin, as if contemplating something. It was not just this posture of a "contemplator" that made people dare not disturb him, but mainly the aura of coldness and aloofness that emanated from him.

Actually, he was not to blame. On his first day of work, he had originally planned to get along well with his subordinates with a smile, but unexpectedly, it led to countless screams and approaches. Frustrated, he put on a cold face. Later, he found that this reduced a lot of harassment, so he decided to keep up the cool act.

Entering the dedicated elevator for the chairman, Eric continued to stare at his PDA, calculating and analyzing. He didn't know how long had passed before he realized that the elevator had stopped.

"I didn't even notice. Am I too absorbed in my work?" Eric shook his head, self-mockingly.

Since the day he took over the Ling Yan Group, everything he encountered today was destined. He had never avoided his fate, just chose to silently endure and persevere.

Eric did not directly intervene in the operations of the various subordinate companies, only listening to reports and making directional instructions at certain meetings. However, even so, he felt very tired and annoyed, because as a qualified decision-maker, there was too much he needed to grasp. No wonder Tang Feiyan decided to go abroad for further studies!

The beautiful lady who used to be Tang Feiyan's assistant had naturally been "taken over" by Eric. When she saw him coming out of the elevator, she immediately walked over and whispered, "Chairman, all the senior managers of the group have arrived and are waiting for you in the conference room!"

This meeting had been scheduled long ago, mainly to discuss several good business plans.

The meeting room was filled with a tense atmosphere. The two rows of senior managers in suits were all sitting upright, while Eric lazily leaned back in the chairman's seat, expressionless, looking at the documents in his hand.

At first glance, it's hard to believe that dozens of elderly senior managers would be intimidated by a young man who was only eighteen or nineteen years old. The saying "the master is young and the servants are arrogant" completely didn't apply here. The performance of these senior managers was definitely more "obedient" than when Tang Feiyan was around. If Tang Feiyan were to see this, she would definitely feel a thousand emotions and inexplicable bitterness.

Of course, all of this was the effect of magic!

Eric knew he didn't have any business talent and didn't want to compete with others in this regard, so he completely let go and let his professional managers handle things. In order to prevent corruption and bribery, Eric decisively used mental magic on managers above the intermediate level to increase their loyalty to himself and the Ling Yan Group!

Believe it or not, although this consumed a lot of magical power, the effect was really good. Those who were originally loyal now became even more loyal, and those who had ulterior motives now also changed their ways and devoted themselves to the Ling Yan Group!

Putting down the documents in his hand, Eric's gaze swept coldly over the senior managers on his left and right, and he said, "The decision on the plan for Pudong is finalized like this. I will personally attend the event on-site next week."

His tone was always gentle and plain, but everyone was afraid of the calmness behind his gentleness. Honestly, Eric had never lost his temper at anyone in the company, but everyone was afraid of him from the bottom of their hearts. Naturally, this was because of the imprint left in their souls by their "master", which instilled in them a instinctive awe.

While everyone was whispering, the beautiful assistant quietly approached Eric and whispered something in his ear, causing his brow to furrow.

"Amman?" Eric asked in a unfamiliar tone, "Which Amman?"