The First Heir (First Heir)

chapter 4

Wilson was now boiling with rage! That madman blocked Bentley's new boss! Is he looking for trouble?

"Philip Clarke, what are you still standing there for? Move over!" Wilson pointed at Philip and barked at him.

Philip had just parked his scooter when he received another reprimand from Wilson.

"Oh no! Philip is done this time. Brother Wil will be sick."

"Ten calls of complaint, and this lunatic still has the guts to go back!"

"It will cost at least two hundred in pieces, it's a day's work!"

Some of the staff gossiped quietly, and some others enjoyed the show. Among them were some old staff who used to work for Philip. When they saw the man turn into a delivery man like them, they started to become even more evil to him. Philip is used to it. At that time, Mr. Tanks glanced at Philip coldly. He looked annoyed and asked, "Manager Young, is this your staff?"

Wilson quickly answered the heavy sarcasm in his tone, "Boss, you don't come here often, so I forgot to introduce you. This is Philip Clarke, former owner of our company. He's now just a lowly deliveryman here."

Wilson deliberately emphasized the word 'former owner' when uttering it with a thick mockery. Oh, Philip, you'll get what you deserve thanks to karma, hahaha!

Mr. Tank's expression darkened. He frowned and said, "Clean up those useless ones so we can welcome the new owner." He finally remembered Philip, the sad young man who had sold this company to him many years ago. Unfortunately, Mr. Tanks had high intelligence but his memory was short, so men like Philip who were at the bottom level in society never left too much of an impression.

Mr. Tanks then straightened his suit and moved towards Bentley with a wide smile.

After receiving the order, Wilson immediately took over the authority and mischievously appointed Philip. "Philip, pack your bags and go!"

Philip rolled his eyes and looked at Wilson like an idiot before blurting out a single word, "Crazy person."

Everyone present had heard his answer, and their expressions turned strange.

Wilson's on fire soon. His finger almost touched Philip's nose as he shouted, "F*ck! Try saying that again!"

Philip then laughed coldly. "As far as you are, you are crazy! Your whole family is crazy!"

"You're dead, Philip! You are now fired, and you must recoup the company's losses!" Wilson said with clenched teeth as he glared at Philip with widened eyes.

This guy doesn't know his place! He had to be reminded that he was no longer the boss of the Gopher Delivery Service, but he was extremely arrogant! Just wait and see how I'll deal with you later!

Suddenly, Bentley's door opened, and an old man with a cane walked out with an angry expression. "Who dares to fire him?!" The old man then walked past Kevin Tanks, who had come to accept him with a smile on his face, and to everyone's surprise, stopped in front of Philip.

He straightened up, slightly bowed, and lowered his head. His actions were smooth, showing great respect. "Young Master, I'm sorry I'm late" said the old man. His voice was not loud, but it sounded like a pin falling in silence.

Young Master? Everyone is dumbfounded! Did Philip Clarke suddenly become the young master? What the hell is going on?

Kevin Tanks was stunned as the smile on his face stiffened. Instead, Wilson was so shocked that he burst into laughter. "Old Master, are you our new owner? You can stop joking. This Philip is the lowest level staff in our company, so you must be wrong!"

George simply glanced at him coldly, thinking, how could an ordinary person like him understand the prowess of his young master?

Kevin frowned slightly and ran a little before saying excitedly, "President Thomas, please don't joke with us like that. Come on, let's talk inside."

Kevin Tanks was a businessman, so he could recognize George Thomas. That man is the president of the Apex Group! A powerful figure in Riverdale City!

However, George remained glued to the spot, staring coldly at Kevin and Wilson with a dark expression. "Who's kidding you? This is the new owner of your company!"

How is that possible? The new owner is Philip? Wilson doesn't believe it, neither does Kevin.

"Brother Will, didn't you just say that you wanted to fire me?" Philip looked at Wilson, trying not to smile.

"Philipp! Are you asking for trouble? Don't call me 'Brother Will'!" Wilson roars. He hates that nickname.

"Better you go now and compensate the company! That's ten thousand!" Wilson smiled cynically. Huh! How could Philip be the new owner of the company? With someone like him? Don't make me laugh.

Philip, however, was still staring at Wilson, trying not to laugh.

"What do you see? Share the money now!" Wilson sneered.

"What's wrong with me staring?" Philip smiled.

"You're just looking for trouble, aren't you? I'll only help you if I don't fire you for what you just said." Wilson stood up straight, sneering. He was the manager of the company, so he naturally had the authority to fire the staff under him.

"Then, I'll tell you what, Wilson. I'm firing you now, so you can beat him." Philip leaned against his scooter with his hands put in this pocket as he said nonchalantly.

Wilson Young is an idiot. He still could not understand things at this moment, but Kevin Tanks, who had been standing at the side, finally realized!

"What did you say? You fired me?" Wilson laughed with a crooked expression. Is this Philip banging his head somewhere to be able to throw such nonsense?

At that moment, George, who was standing beside Philip, looked at Wilson coldly. "If our young master says to fire you, you're fired!" George's expression was dark. To think that one would have the courage to humiliate their young master, was stupid!

Wilson then realizes that his new boss is standing right in front of him. But before he could react, Kevin had thrown a loud slap into his face and roared, "Wilson Young, gone right now! You're fired!"

Wilson Young is an idiot! Kevin wondered how he could trust this man and even promote him to the position of manager from the start.

"Boss, what do you mean by this?" Wilson held onto his cheek, staring at Kevin in disbelief.

"I mean, Philip Clarke is the new owner, and because he said you were fired, you were fired!"

Everyone was stunned to hear Kevin's words! Wilson's entire body trembled as he shouted, "No way! He was already broke, so how could a bankrupt person like him be the new owner?"

Kevin frowned. "He's not as simple as you think!"

Wilson turned to look at Philip, his expression wavering. He finally realized that the old man standing in front of Philip was President Thomas of the Apex Group! The rich are worth billions and the richest man in Riverdale City! And if he calls Philip his young master, then ...

"Wilson Young, from now onwards, you're fired. Defeat it!" Philip straightened his body. After he spoke, Wilson stood glued to his place, dumbfounded.

Didn't you just enjoy yourself scolding me earlier? You even tried to fire me. But, what a pity to you, I'm the new owner here. If I want you to go, you go!

There was a loud thud. Wilson fell to his knees and clung to Philip's feet. "Mr Clarke, I'm too blind to recognize you for who you are. I am too full of myself. Please don't fire me. willing even to make delivery!"

Philip grunting. "Now you know that you are guilty. But, will you forgive me if this doesn't happen? Your mistake will only bring destruction upon yourself!" Philip had pushed Wilson into the abyss with just a few words. Afterwards, he turned to look at the company staff and said, "I know that many of you have looked down on me when I was in my darkest moments, but that's okay. Starting today, all your salaries will be doubled. !"

In an instant, all the staff became in an uproar! Double pay!

"Mr Clarke is amazing!"

"I love you, Mr. Clarke!"

Philip then looked at a beautiful woman standing behind the crowd and announced, "One more thing, the position of manager Wilson will be replaced by Miss Agnes Summer."

'Desir!'

The crowd turned back to look at Agnes, a woman wearing a black uniform skirt suit that accentuated her perfect figure.

Agnes looked at Philip in surprise, unable to catch her breath until Philip was about to leave. Seeing him about to disappear into Bentley, a strange emotion appeared in his eyes. Agnes ran to the car and stopped right in front of the car window, her chest almost dislodged. He pursed his lips and said, "Philip... No, Mr Clarke, are you promoting me to become a manager?"

Philip's eyes faintly stole a glance at Agnes' beautiful chest, then he smiled and asked, "Sister Agnes, what's wrong? Do you not believe in your abilities?"

This woman, Agnes Summer, was reasonable, had a great figure, and was beautiful. He had worked under Philip before this, so promoting him now was not unexpected. It's a privilege to be the boss.

"I'm just afraid I might not be good enough." Agnes sounded conflicted. He had never imagined that Philip would become the new owner so suddenly. Although he had already been the owner before this, the company was small, with only a few staff. The company's turnover has now exceeded five million every year! That must mean Philip has spent billions to buy the company today!

"Calm down, Sister Agnes, take your time getting used to things, and don't worry." Philip smiled, and it became a sedative for Agnes.

As she watched Philip leave with Bentley, Agnes pursed her red lips as she pondered. Who exactly is he? Why would he have to act poor if he was so rich from the start?

Inside Bentley.

"Young Master, there's an investment project tomorrow, and you should meet with the boss of another company." A smile appeared on George's wrinkled face.

"I won't go" Philip replied firmly. He didn't want to care about any of this. I was forced to inherit the family fortune, so don't even think about asking me to go anywhere!

"Then, Young Master, please return the hundred thousand to me" said George calmly.

Philip's eyes widened in shock before finally answering, albeit reluctantly, "Good, good, good! I'm leaving, okay?"

To think that an heir to a rich family like me should try my hardest for a hundred thousand! How pathetic! Sigh up!

"All right, Young Master. I'll come and pick you up tomorrow." George smiled.

As soon as he got out of the car, Philip heard a confused voice. "Philippus? Why are you here?"

Philip involuntarily turned to look at Wynn with a puzzled expression as he looked at her with a strange look.

Philip panicked in his heart. Oh no! Wynn will find out about my identity!