Chapter 1268: Grasshopper
Chapter 1268: Grasshopper
Ayan looked at Mario and noticed that he hadn''t said much throughout the evening. He had been
smoking and drinking, and now he seemed a bit drunk as he sat there.
After Ayan''s words, everyone''s gaze instinctively shifted towards Mario. He remained silent for a few
seconds before speaking in a calm and unhurried manner, "Is Mr. Simpson suggesting that the project
be handed over to me entirely?"
Mario hadn''t said much during the dinner tonight because Sienna was with Rex. Sienna had only
greeted him briefly at the beginning and hadn''t looked at him directly since then. Rex, on the other
hand, had been targeting him. But due to the presence of outsiders, he had refrained from expressing
his thoughts and emotions freely, so he had been holding back.
Therefore, when responding to Ayan''s words, his tone wasn''t very friendly. It was cold and distant.
Ayan nced at Mario casually, his tone unchanged. He said, "Mr. King is the team leader of this
project, so naturally, he needs to take responsibility for most of it. As for any decision within the project,
I believe it should be discussed before making a final choice. Of course, if Mr. Nores and Mr. Burris feel
that there''s no need for discussion and that Mr. King can make decisions on his own, I have no
problem or objection."
Upon hearing Ayan''s mention, Mr. Nores quickly responded, "Mr. Simpson''s suggestion is excellent. It''s
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responsible for everyone to have discussions and considerations regarding the project. It feels great."
Horace also nodded, "Yeah, it''s good."
Mario remained silent.
Ayan furrowed his brows slightly, his voice bing somewhat low, "If Mr. King has any objections,
feel free to express them. And since everyone is gathered here tonight, let me say this directly: I''ll be
going on a business trip for Simpson Group in the next couple of days. If Mr. King has any questions
regarding the project, please contact my assistant directly. I will have my assistant leave the contact
information with Mr. King''s secretary. The assistant will handle all project-rted matters for the time
being."
It was understandable that Ayan had Simpson Group work to attend to. After all, he wasn''t solely
involved in this project, and it wasn''t his primary responsibility. He didn''t need to stay here and watch
over everything, especially since he had arranged for an assistant to take over. Any major issues that
couldn''t be handled would be directlymunicated via phone or remote voicemunication.
Ayan''s arrangements were already very appropriate. As long as they didn''t affect the project, it was
sufficient.
But Mario expressed some discontent, "Are you saying that if someone isn''t the person in charge of the
project, they don''t need to take responsibility for it?"
Ayan furrowed his brows, "Where did my words give Mr. King such an assumption? If Mr. King had a bit
too much to drink, then please discuss this matter with me when he sobers up."
Ayan''s tone was stern and sharp, and his face turned gloomy.
The atmosphere became tense, and Mario''s secretary quickly spoke up, "Apologies, Mr. Simpson. Mr.
King must have had too much to drink. Let''s discuss this matter when he''s sober tomorrow. Shall we
end it here today?"
The secretary spoke cautiously, not daring to offend Ayan in the slightest.
Mr. Nores also spoke at the right time, "It''s gettingte, so let''s end it here for today. If Mr. Simpson has
things to attend to, please go ahead. We will take care of the project."
For Mr. Nores, as long as the project has started and everything is going smoothly, that is the best
news, and he is happiest. Ayan also didn''t say anything further under Camille''s gentle tug. Mario was
probably really drunk, sitting on the dining chair with an unpleasant expression, his deep eyes staring
at a certain spot, lost in thought.
However, when Camille got up and left the private room, she nced at him and then looked in the
direction he was staring. Besides Sienna, who else was there?
After leaving the private room one after another, Ayan and Camille got into the car. Horace, who was
also the driver, came to pick them up. Thest ones to leave were Mr. Nores and Mario.
The car started and left the hotel. Camille and Ayan sat in the back seat, while Kian drove. The
atmosphere was a bit too quiet, so Kian broke the silence and whispered, "Mr. Simpson, is Mario not
very happy about you leaving Hance City to handle Simpson Group matters?"
"It''s not up to him whether he''s happy or not. Since he wants to sit in that position himself, he must pay
the price. Does he think it''s an easy position to hold?"
Camille interjected cautiously, "Isn''t your itinerary supposed to be confidential? If things get too tense,
will he expose your itinerary?"
"He won''t." Ayan said with great certainty, "He wouldn''t dare. Although I''m going on a business trip for
Simpson Group, for now, he and I are tied to the same rope. How could he do anything to upset me
during our coboration? Let''s just consider tonight as him being drunk and in a bad mood after seeing
the person he loves but can''t have."
Ayan narrowed his eyes, his deep gaze filled with indifference.
Camille nodded lightly, her expression somewhat heavy. She had some things on her mind, so she
didn''t continue chatting with Ayan.
"No need to deliberately assign people to watch over him. He''s still in Hance City, and for now, he is
focused on the project. I don''t think he would dare to go too far besides the project." Ayan didn''t believe
that someone as mature as Mario would make any childish moves or actions based on what just
happened. He wasn''t worried about that at all. Draмa?ovеls.cом
Back in Franklin Bay, before they even got out of the car, they saw another car parked at the entrance.
Kian whispered, "Mr. Simpson, it''s Mr. Ward and the others."
It was normal for them to arrive first and return home first, but it was a bit unusual for them toe
back without going to their own homes.
Camille sat in the car and asked Ayan softly, "Could they be arguing?"