Chapter 712: Chapter 318: The Undying Grasp_2
Allen Zhang: Didn’t Dave notify you?
Rena: No, I didn’t have time to go to the office yesterday as there were issues I needed to take care of at the Green Word Shelter. I just got here this morning, checked the accounts, and saw there were large transactions going in and out.
Allen Zhang: There’s no issue with the project. I did indeed purchase two second-hand warships from General Electric Boat Company because I secured a private island through a friend.
Sent the photos of Jehovah Island to Rena.
Rena: The scenery on this island is really nice! I think I’ve seen similar photos online before, it was a property of a very wealthy tycoon, is it yours now?
Allen Zhang: It’s ours now!
Rena: Congratulations, another addition to your wealth! But it’s been so long since you came to see me. As the boss of the Foundation, it seems like you have never even visited your own studio, showing no concern for the company’s affairs.
Allen Zhang instantly got her point.
Replied: I was just planning to come and see you. Are you at our Foundation’s studio? I can come now since I happen to have some funds to submit to the government department for reimbursement.
Rena: Ok.
Allen Zhang put away his phone, brewed himself a cup of bark tea to boost his state, drank it in one gulp, and got ready for battle.
Exchanged a greeting with Sieg, went upstairs to get the reimbursement documents that Chief Raylo from the Drug Enforcement Administration had given him, put on his coat, went out, and drove his Rolls-Royce to the Foundation’s office building.
Passed a few traffic lights and arrived at the office tower on Sunset Avenue, parked in the roadside parking lot, and took the elevator to the exclusively rented office floor.
Found the gold-etched sign with the Hanberger Foundation logo; this floor was basically all their office space. Pushing the door and entering, he saw several computers in the work area, and the interior environment was also very clean.
On regular days, aside from Congressman Jackson, Dave, and Rena coming over, there shouldn’t be too many people visiting here.
Indeed, it was the General Sect Leader’s first time coming here.
He went straight into the CEO’s private office and found Rena watering the potted plants. When she turned around and saw the General Sect Leader, she greeted him warmly.
“Dear, I haven’t seen you for days. How come you seem to have become even more beautiful?”
Allen Zhang looked at Rena with her hair up, wearing an OL outfit, black silk high heels, with a capable and strong woman look, and suddenly felt an urge he couldn’t suppress.
He placed the documents on the table and casually pulled the blinds, locked the door.
“What are you locking the door for? I still have to mop the floor,” Rena said, amused by his eagerness.
“Leave the cleaning to the professional janitors. Let me see if you have been exercising and doing yoga right.” The General Sect Leader walked over, reached out with his hand, and gave her a firm squeeze.
Rena was also riled up by his provocation, responded even more passionately, no longer pretending to be a lady, and pounced on him, pinning the General Sect Leader against the desk.
“Darling, that should be my line to say. With all the fooling around with your little girlfriends in the villa every day, your body must be exhausted, right? Let me check if you’ve been resting properly lately!” Rena went straight to action.
Hiss…
The General Sect Leader let out a sharp intake of breath.
Soon enough, there were sounds coming from the CEO’s private office.
An hour later, the General Sect Leader finally restored peace.
Rena’s face was flushed, her hair messed up, she straightened her clothes, rinsed her mouth, and complained: “You were too forceful. Like a monster, I almost doubt if those girls satisfy you on ordinary days. You didn’t take drugs, did you?”
Allen Zhang glanced at the lipstick mark clearly visible on the floor-to-ceiling window and chuckled dryly: “How could I possibly use such things?”
Rena rubbed her cheeks, “Thank goodness we’re in a high floor here, otherwise, people would definitely see what we’re doing.”
“Isn’t that better?” The General Sect Leader indicated nonchalance, sat down on the chair, patted his thigh, signaling Rena to come over.
Rena gave him a look but didn’t refuse and walked over.
The two cuddled together again, exchanging some sweet nothings.
Soon, they engaged in a second round of battle.
Until outside, there was the sound of the door being pushed open; the General Sect Leader stopped his offensive movements and listened to the beep of a card swipe, asking in a low voice, “Did you order takeout? Or is someone here to clock in for work?”
Rena said with concern: “It should be Dave, right? I didn’t call for cleaning or delivery.”
“Hey, Dave? Is it you?” Rena called out nervously.
The General Sect Leader felt a strong sense of pressure.
“It’s me!” Hearing Dave’s voice, the General Sect Leader immediately felt Rena relax.
“Wait a minute, Allen is here. I’m talking to him about something, and I’ll come out soon,” Rena shouted again.
Dave held his tea with a strange look, glanced at the tightly closed door and the blinds, and wanted to ask why they had to keep doors and windows closed during the daytime as if hiding something.
Was it to discuss how to bomb Pearl Harbor? Or researching a little boy?
After hesitating, he still answered: “Ok.”
And turned away to sort the papers on his own, sat in front of the computer typing away, took a sip of coffee, and got busy.
Rena, inside the room, covered her mouth, bent over, and held onto the violently shaking desk edge.
“Fxxk…” she was about to cry.
A few minutes later, the General Sect Leader let out a long breath.