Genius Doctor Bermoth
Chapter 693 Begging
At this time, Vincent was sitting on an ancient chair and drinking tea.
Next to him was a packed gift.
Rufe, the head of the Vallamor branch of M country, has arrived.
He intends to give Vincent, after all, this is his direct boss.
"CEO Bermoth, you're coming home too soon, the local food here is also world-famous. You can stay here for two more days! Feel the local wisdom here" Rufe said with a smile.
"No, there's a lot of things to do in Vallamor, your branch has just begun, there's a lot to prepare. Frank asked you to lead this branch. There must be a reason for its own. Don't disappoint. To earn his trust in you, work hard" Vincent said calmly.
Rufe heard the voice and could not say much, so he nodded and said yes.
Therefore, Rufe in his heart was not really hit with the cold attitude of the Bermoth CEO.
He is an Alhambra, but he studied in M country when he was a child, his growth and education are all in this land. He did not have strong feelings towards the custom of the Alhambra. Of course, the most important thing is that he inadvertently understands traditional medicine in the Alhambra, the reason why he hired Frank is because Vallamor is more likely to take root in this country because there he is.
Originally, Rufe did not plan to join Vallamor, but... Frank gave too much money.
“Is this Bermoth CEO a renowned genius doctor in traditional medicine? Except for his handsome appearance, he doesn't seem special!” Rufe thought.
What kind of career could such a young boss actually do? afraid Vallamor was founded because of family connections, right? The company is largely backed by Frank Saul, right?
Rufe thought about it, shook his head, glaring from the bottom of his heart disrespecting Vincent.
"You go back and work, the time is almost here, I'll take a taxi to the airport later" Vincent said.
Rufe nodded, unruffled.
"Then, CEO of Bermoth, please be careful, I'll go first."
"Yes." Yeah." Vincent nodded.
Rufe took his coat and walked out the door.
However, he had just opened the door when he saw a group of people rushing towards him.
Rufe was stunned on the spot.
“Is Mr Bermoth inside?” A man with blond hair and blue eyes excitedly asked Rufe.
Rufe looked at this person, feeling a little familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember who he was, so he nodded and said, "Yes, there's business with the CEO of Bermoth?"
“i want to ask Mr. Bermoth to check on my daughter. Time's almost up. Can I speak to Mr Bermoth directly?” Said the visitor excitedly.
"Checking?"
Rufe.
Has the fame of the CEO of Bermoth spread throughout the country M? Here close to the Medical Association, there are several famous large hospitals nearby. Why did these people come here and not look for experts or professors ?
Are they stupid?
Rufe was puzzled, but still moved to the side saying: "Please enter!"
People rushed in.
The people behind him also entered. In addition, there were a large number of guards and reporters.
But the guards immediately blocked the gate, not letting the reporters rush in.
After a while, the gate was blocked by a large crowd.
The reporters complained, very dissatisfied.
Rufe.
"It... What's going on?"
How had he ever seen such a commotion?
“Master, may I ask you some questions?” At this moment, a clever reporter looked at Rufe and immediately pointed the microphone towards him.
“Excuse me..Excuse me!” Rufe was quite nervous when dealing with reporters for the first time.
Clearly, the reporters had no idea what Prince Harald was doing here.
When Rufe heard him, he seemed to be instantly struck by lightning and froze on the spot.
"You..what are you saying? Prince Harald? That guy was Prince Harald ?"
He yelled.
Suddenly, he thought hard.
That man..is that Prince Harald?
He recalled that a few days ago, Frank asked him to investigate Prince Harald and Princess Margaret. He didn't have much info on Prince Harald, but he still asked someone to collect a copy of the information and send it to the headquarters..
He read the information with a glance, wasn't the photo in the information the same person as the one just now?
what the hell's been going on? Why did Prince Harald come to see the CEO of Bermoth for medical treatment?
Rufe did not care to chat with the reporter, hurriedly pushed the guard and ran inside.
At this moment, Prince Harald stood in front of Vincent, not knowing what he was saying, his expression full of supplication and desire.
But Vincent had a calm face, still drinking tea in peace.
“Master Bermoth, what exactly do you want to willingly take care of my daughter,” Prince Harald said sadly.
"Your Majesty, I've cared for your daughter before, but you don't trust me." Vincent shrugged his shoulders.
"I was stupid! I'm so stupid! Mr. Bermoth, please give me another chance. As long as you are willing to heal my daughter, I can satisfy you with whatever request you have!" prince Harald said sincerely.
Even so, Vincent remained indifferent.
“Do you want to waste everyone's time right now? I say, if you are disobedient and do not want to take care of Princess Margaret, I will twist your head and kick her!” The guard could stand it no longer, angrily stepped forward, grabbed Vincent's collar and roared.
But in the next second, Vincent squeezed his wrist with his hand, then exerted strength.
Click!
I heard a crisp sound.
"Aah!!!" The guard screams in pain, before being released by Vincent.
The person immediately retreated again and again, almost unsteady, the wrist of one of his hands was already swollen, a blackish-purple color.
Seeing this scene, everyone on the scene was greatly shocked.
"This is the Alhambra!"
"Difficult to believe!"
Prince Harald's eyes brightened, seeing Vincent's hand movements, he trusted Anna's words even more.
But.. the other party was determined not to be willing to take care, what to do now?
Thinks... Miss Anna!
Prince Harald suddenly thought of something, hurriedly turned to the head of the guard next to him and said, "Go and invite Miss Anna!"
"Your Majesty." The head guard nodded and was about to leave.
But Anna has gone first.
"Miss Anna! you're here? Goody! Please persuade your teacher! Miss Anna, please!" Prince Harald stepped forward and pleaded.
When Anna saw this, she hurriedly stepped forward.
"Teacher...."
"Are you going to persuade you too?"
"I'm..." Anna doesn't know how to talk.
“Good!” Seeing Vincent waving his hand, he calmly said: “You can tell me, but I have some conditions. If Prince Harald agrees, then I will agree to do it!”