MY Masochistic CEO

Inside the company, he looked around. "Nice, good working atmosphere."

"It's a small company, which can't be compared with yours."

I chuckled and told the receptionist, "Li, please make us some coffee."

"Have you sorted out the company's channels? Need me to help make a connection?"

"Not for now, someone from the company has already gone to talk, and we should have the results in a couple of days."

"Here, try my coffee!"

In the office, George Jefferson picked up the coffee and took a sip. "Hmm, not bad."

"It's a gift from a friend!"

"This is quite an expensive coffee you have!"

"Like it? I'll get you some to try later."

"Sure, I won't hold back then."

George Jefferson's temperament suited me. I wouldn't say I liked fake courtesy.

"George, can you finally tell me about the task?"

"Yes, I almost forgot the main reason I'm here."

George Jefferson put down his coffee cup. "The contract with the Allen Family has been signed, and I have also benefited this time. Charles Williams is very happy, and this is the money he asked me to give you!"

With that, he took out cash from his briefcase. "There's ten thousand dollars inside. I know you wouldn't accept too much, so Charles didn't put in too much."

I was dumbfounded. 'Who said that?'

Who said I wouldn't accept a large sum of money?

With Charles Williams' generosity, there should be at least a few hundred thousand dollars.

I couldn't help but laugh and cry, a phrase flashed through my mind: 'Self-righteous George Jefferson, William Maine who doesn't accept a large sum of money.'

Is this my own doing? Now, everyone around me thinks I'm not greedy for money. But I am!

Last time, Frank Allen specifically told me that Charles Williams would show his gratitude. I was prepared to receive his money, but who would have expected George Jefferson to think that?

Seeing that I didn't accept it, George Jefferson sighed. "William is indeed noble and unselfish. I haven't admired many people in my life, but you're definitely one of them!"

With that, he stuffed the cash into my hands. "But you must accept this no matter what. If you don't, I won't be able to explain it to Charles!"

What could I say? I had to maintain my image. I couldn't break it.

Forcing back the pain, I said, "We're a family. No need for that."

George Jefferson chuckled. "It's precisely because we're family that we need to support each other!"

Then, he rummaged in his briefcase and pulled out a set of car keys, slapping them in front of me. I was puzzled. "George, what is this for?"

"The money was just a bonus, knowing you don't like money. So Charles got you a car."

I looked at the key with the 'b' logo and was stunned!

"Is this the key to a Bentley?"

I swallowed hard, feeling a tightness in my throat.

"Yes, it's the key to a Bentley!"

George Jefferson smirked. "You're a boss now. How can you take a taxi every day? That's beneath you. From now on, drive the Bentley to do business. Everyone will look up to you!"

"Isn't this too expensive?"

"This Bentley costs around five hundred thousand dollars when it's fully equipped." George Jefferson said. "It's really nothing. For the huge favor you did this time, five hundred thousand dollars is just a token of appreciation. If you hadn't refused the money, we were planning to pool together one million dollars for you."

My heart ached at his words. One million dollars would have been great! Forget about a Bentley, I could have bought a Rolls-Royce!

I felt a pang of regret for missing out on one million dollars. Though it hurt, I could only force a smile and say, "You're too kind!"

George Jefferson slapped down a gas card. "I've loaded it with thirty thousand dollars, enough for you to use for a few years. If it runs out, just let me know!"

I was speechless. He could have given me the thirty thousand dollars directly.

"George, you're too kind. I don't even know what to say!"

George Jefferson patted my shoulder. "You deserve it all."

I reluctantly smiled. "Then I'll accept it graciously."

Seeing me take the car keys, George Jefferson smiled and said, "The car is parked in the underground garage. Shall we go down and take a look together?"

I nodded, thinking that having a Bentley was already great. At least it saved me a lot of money.

I had already planned to buy a car before. Even if I did, I wouldn't spend too much money on a Bentley. A car that cost just over a million would suffice.

"Let's go!"

We arrived at the second underground floor parking lot, and among the many cars, a blue one shone the most. I couldn't take my eyes off it. "Is this the one?"

"Yes, that's the one."

"William, why don't you get in the car and enjoy the ride?" George Jefferson said with a grin.

I took a deep breath, feeling a surge of emotions at the moment. Even my hands were slightly trembling. Opening the car door and sitting in the driver's seat, I felt like life had reached a new height.

Driving a luxury car is nothing special. Valets at the entrance of five-star hotels do it every day. But when the luxury car is your own, the feeling is completely different.

When I started the car and the engine roared, the sound made my blood boil. No wonder they say a car is like a man's mistress, just like a woman. I didn't understand before, but now I do.

George Jefferson got into the passenger seat. "Want to go for a spin?"

"Sure!"

I'm actually quite low-key, but at this moment, I couldn't contain my excitement.

The car pulled out of the underground garage and sped down the street. I could see the envy in the eyes of pedestrians passing by. The other vehicles on the road kept their distance from me.

After driving around the city, I felt greatly satisfied. Taking this car for a spin around the university campus should help me meet many beautiful women, right?