When Old Sir Hua saw his grandson, he shot him a fierce glare. "Where were you running around last night?"
Hua Xiao still had that same old devil-may-care look on his face. "Grandpa, 'running around'? I was just living it up."
"You..."
Old Sir Hua was exasperated by his grandson, though he also seemed used to it. He was about to say more, but Hua Xiao's gaze had already fixed on Lu Xize. "Well, well, if it isn't the new president of our Huayu Group. I'm so honored."
Hua Xiao's eyes were filled with arrogance and disdain, and his tone held not a hint of politeness.
Lu Xize glanced at him coolly before quickly turning his gaze to Old Sir Hua. He stood up, his tall frame rising. "Mr. Hua, I came today to resign."
Old Sir Hua was shocked. He quickly stood up as well. "Ah Ze, what happened?"
