Owen Lewis saw this and immediately chased after.
"Wait for me, I'm free right now, I'll give you a ride."
"I drove here."
"That's perfect, I didn't drive."
"Do you think I'm blind? Is that car in the garage not yours but a ghost's?"
"My car's out of gas, so I'll take your car to drop you off at the Martial Arts Academy."
"Is this you giving me a ride or me taking you home?"
"Home? Great, great, then why don't you just come home with me instead of the Martial Arts Academy."
"Get lost!"
......
Their bickering sounds filled the air as Alan Morgan stood alone in the conference room.
So, what exactly is going on now?
These two just called him over and then left?
Damn it!
Doesn't that mean everything from now on is left to him alone?
Heartless!
Alan Morgan was on the verge of tears, sitting alone in the conference room, and opened his laptop.
No choice, besides Maxwell Peary, he knows the MC Group best.
"Seriously, so boring!"
