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Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 164

He nodded and looked at me. "Go ahead!"

After living here for so many days, if not for those painful memories constantly reminding me, I would have thought that my life would be as peaceful as now.

After a pause, I said, "I plan to live downtown." Looking at his slightly unhappy face, I continued, "Thank you for taking care of me these days, but I can't stay here and let you raise me for a lifetime. I can't hide for a lifetime."

"You were right before. There are some things that I have to endure by myself. No one can help me. The City P is very big. I think I can live on my own here."

Although it used to hurt, I had to look forward, didn't I?

"Crack!" He put down the chopsticks and said in a deep voice, "I can't help you, but as long as you are willing to stay here, I can support you for a lifetime. You don't have to worry about making a living."

I gave a wry smile and said cruelly, "I don't want to!"

His handsome face froze. After a long time of silence, he said, "Well, it's okay for you to go back to City P, but you have to promise me that you will keep contacting with me. Call me if you need anything or any help."

I nodded, feeling a little warm in my heart, and almost burst into tears. But I smiled and said, "Well, I promise!"

After a pause, I said, "I think I should go back on National Day so that I have time to make arrangements!"

He frowned. "You haven't recovered yet!"

"I'm fine!" I always felt that he treated me like a porcelain doll and said helplessly, "I've been resting for two months. Besides, I can have a good rest in City P. I'll find a cushy job."

After thinking for a while, he nodded and said, "Well, you don't have to worry about the job. I'll arrange it. I also have houses in the downtown area. You can live in the nearest one to your workplace."

I was about to refuse, but he interrupted me. "My company is short of people. Since you think you owe me a favor, you can come to my company to help me. In addition, I also need to charge the rent for the house which cost 10% of your salary, and I will deduct it from your salary card."

I touched my forehead and said helplessly, "I still have some savings. You don't have to do this. In addition, I plan to find something to do by myself."

"Yes, I know!" He seemed to think that I deliberately refused him and was a little angry.

Seeing this, I didn't say much.

All right. The Gibson Group has done a lot of business. With his help, I won't have to work so hard in the future.

After making the decision and having dinner, he ordered his men to pack up for me. I would leave early tomorrow morning.

The next day.

It was late in the autumn. The sky was slowly getting bright at about seven o'clock.

I got up early and tidied up. When I went downstairs, I saw Hank waiting.

Seeing me come down, he put away his cell phone and said, "Eat first. After breakfast, we'll set off!"

I nodded and ate a few mouthfuls. Knowing that I never ate much, Hank frowned slightly but didn't say much.

He took me to the car and started it. Then handed me a notebook and said, "I found a few suitable positions last night. Take a look. Tell me what do you want to do? I'll arrange it. You can go to work after National Day!"

I opened the notebook and saw a list written in good handwriting which listed more than a dozen jobs, all of which were relatively easy.

I couldn't help but frown. "Can I go to the Project Dept.? You can arrange me in the team. It doesn't matter if I start from the grassroots!"

He nodded and said, "Okay, the director of the Project Dept. has just returned home from an accident. You can take over."

I didn't expect him to be so straightforward, so I couldn't help asking, "Are you too hasty? Aren't you afraid that I'm lacking in ability and may ruin your company?"

He looked sideways at me and smiled. "Will you?"

I curled my lips. "Hard to say!" After all, I haven't worked for almost a year.

At the intersection, he put his elbow on the steering wheel and looked at me, saying, "You can be the deputy general manager of the big George Group and done a great job. It's a small case for you to work in the small Gibson Group!"

I gave a wry smile. These words were too low-key. The Gibson family was huge as an international group. The George Group was huge too, but in some aspects, it was still a little worse.

There was a traffic jam in the downtown area. Along the way, he told me about the Gibson Group's economic situation while driving, as well as the general current situation of the company, which made me have a general awareness of it.

Yank Gibson was in poor health, so the company was basically managed by Hank. Sometimes he would run into a bottleneck when the company got in trouble. He said that he had his own selfish motives for arranging me in the company.

Hank wanted to cultivate his trusted aide.

The car entered the central park community in downtown and then stopped at an apartment building.

I looked around and was surprised. This was the downtown area. The price of the house was shockingly high, and even few people in the middle class could afford it.

Hank smiled and said, "Let's go in and have a look!"

Looking at the time, I asked, "Don't you go to the company today?"

He smiled and said, "I have seven days off in National Day holiday!"

OK!

After entering the community, he said, "It is close to the company. We go home first and find what we need to buy. Then we can go to the nearby supermarket to buy them. I'll take you to the company in a few days. You can think about what else you need, and then we buy it together.

I nodded and thought that I was probably the one who did not need to worry about any things on the first day at work, because Hank had arranged everything well for me.

The house was on the 10th floor, about 150 square meters. It was decorated well and made people feel comfortable living there.

Looking at the layout of the room, I said, "The rent should be no less than two thousand dollars."

Hank frowned and asked, "Are you worried about the rent?"

I shook my head and smiled, "I'm thinking about what the people who invest in real estate are thinking. You buy this expensive house and decorate it so well, but you neither live here, nor rent it. It's a waste!"

Dennis also seemed to like to do that. Thinking of him, I lowered my head, and felt a little sad.

Hank didn't see my depressed expression. He smiled and said, "Isn't it useful now?"

After looking around, I found all things were well-prepared. However, there were few things in the kitchen. Maybe he thought that I didn't cook, so he didn't arrange it.

"What else do you need?" He said and gave me the key. Then he changed his fingerprint password of the house to mine.

I nodded and said, "You are also free tonight, so let's cook at home. I'll call Diana and Alex to come here together. After I leave these days, I seem to cut off from the outside world and I have to tell them I am safe."

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