"Otherwise, you, the young master of the Guggenheim family, won't be able to hold your head up high in this circle."

Danil said confidently, "Absolutely impossible. No one from the Guggenheim family has ever been a deserter."

"Really? What if?"

"Humph! If I run away, I'll call you Grandpa Du."

"Very good, I'll remember that, later..."

Suddenly, the secretary rushed in from outside the office door.

While running, he shouted, "Master, the family asked you to go back quickly."

At this time, the female secretary was panting and said, "Master...Master, just...Master..."

"roll!"

"Can't you see I'm making a bet with someone right now? If there's anything Father needs, tell him I'll be home later."

The female secretary was anxious and whispered in his ear, "Young... Young Master, the master said that if you don't hurry back now, you won't be able to inherit his property."

"He might even expel you from the family and remove your name from the family tree."

Dannier said in shock, "What?!"

He looked at Smith in horror, gnashing his teeth and saying, “What on earth did you do? Why did my father force me to go back like this?”

"Who are you?"

Smith took a sip of coffee leisurely and said with a smile: "By the way, I forgot to introduce myself."

"I am the chief analyst at Morgan Stanley, a member of the Morgan family's think tank, and a member of CAI management."

"hiss!"

No one at the scene knew how much shocking news they had received today. They had inhaled so much cold air that they would definitely have diarrhea tonight.

They were all starting to get numb, getting used to it. "Love is always there, no matter how far we go. Can you vote and reward me?"