Chapter 545

Ward building, standing in Manhattan, New York, towering into the clouds, is the starting point and foundation of the ward family.

Coo office.

Melissa wasn't looking up when she was giving instructions.

"What can I do for you?"

"Cousin, it's all right. Can't I come and see you?"

Vera sat at her desk, seemingly loving.

"Cousin, you're really hard. Now that you're gone, all the burden is on you alone."

"If there's nothing wrong, please go out. I still have a lot of work to deal with."

Compared with Vera, Melissa seemed a little inhumane. She didn't look at Vera and always focused on the work at hand.

However, it should not be admitted that her work efficiency is really outstanding. She can give instructions almost at a glance and pick up the next one soon.

"Well, cousin, in fact, I really have something important to talk to you today. Can you give me a few minutes?"

Melissa said nothing and was still writing the papers.

Vera didn't mind either. After raising money, she continued: "uncle is gone, but the group still has to continue to operate. Should the new chairman be put on the agenda?"

Melissa finally looked up with a dull look, but her words were very sharp.

"Who sent you?"

Vera smiled and seemed a little strange.

"Cousin, I don't understand what you asked. Now outsiders are discussing this matter. As a member of the family, shouldn't I care?"

I don't know whether this girl is magnanimous or not. It seems that she didn't pay attention to the slap in the face that night.

"Home can't be ownerless all day. Cousin, you've been staying in the headquarters. Maybe you don't know. Those branches are talking about it."

"Handling their own work is their most important task. They can't worry about other things."

Melissa said plainly, meaning something.

The ward family has a large family and business. With ward group as the trunk, it has extended many subsidiaries.

Because of the small number of direct line members, they can only send collateral members to operate those industries. However, ward group, which focuses on the core interests of the family, has been adhering to the autocratic style since the era of Nathan ward, and does not allow collateral to enter the management. Even if some outsiders are employed as executives, collateral is not allowed to intervene.

This is also the main reason why the direct members of the ward family are so thin, but they are not dominated by the guests.

In Nathan Ward's words, if you want a dog to work, you have to throw him a few bones, but at the same time, you can't let him jump on the table.

Those branches are the bones thrown out by ward, while ward group is the dining table.

But it is undeniable that the ward family can have today's power and scale, and those collateral departments can be said to have contributed greatly.

Of course, in the capital society with strict class, many things are doomed from the day of birth.

Even if there is no slave, in the eyes of Melissa with noble blood, I'm afraid those collateral positions are not much higher than servants.

That's why she slapped so decisively that night.

Usually, she just doesn't bother to care, but when necessary, she doesn't mind letting the other party understand what rules and dignity are.

"Cousin, you can't say that. We all work for the family. We all hope that the family can move forward. Now that uncle has left, we must accept the reality. I hope my cousin can quickly succeed uncle, eliminate the rumors outside and stabilize the people."

Vera is sincere and sincere, and her words are moving.

"I know what to do. Go back first."

Melissa's reaction was flat and drove away again.

"Cousin, what are you waiting for?"

Vera looked puzzled.

"As long as you take out uncle's will, you can rightfully inherit your position and block everyone's mouth. You don't have to wait any longer."

Melissa's eyes jumped.

Although the other party pretends to be kind, it is still difficult to hide the aggressive tone even if it is disguised, which still exposes the bad intentions of the comers.

"Vera, did someone tell you something?"

Vera smiled like a spring breeze.

"Cousin, no one can say anything to me. It's all my own idea. Our ward family has always been dominated by men. I really hope to have a female head. Cousin, I even expect it more than you."

"The will is not with me, but is kept in the safe of the bank by Andre's lawyer. He will publish it at a time according to his father's order. All we need to do is wait."

As the first stakeholder, Melissa should have been the most anxious, but at this time, her calmness is like an outsider.

If something goes wrong, there will be demons.

Vera's smile is more charming.

"Cousin has the final say, you are the only child of uncle, and the first heir to the family. When will you make a will?" is it what you say? Just ask Andrea lawyer. Would he dare to go against your orders?

Melissa raised her slender eyebrows.

"Are you teaching me to do things?"

"Of course not."

Vera shook her head and explained, "it's just that I'm also a member of the family. I don't want any problems in the family. Everyone knows that if the position of patriarch is vacant for a long time, it will cause trouble."

"Vera, are you thinking a little too much? You need to know your identity. These are not things you need to care about. What products are new on Fifth Avenue should be more meaningful for you to spend time."

Vera's smile was slightly stagnant, and her eyes subconsciously lit up.

But it's just a moment.

She regained her bright smile.

"Thank you for reminding me. I really haven't been to fifth avenue for a while. I'll have a look later."

Melissa nodded, holding her pen in her right hand, and looked out of the window.

"Go quickly. I'm afraid some stores will close later."

Vera stood up with her smile unchanged.

"Cousin, I'll go first."

Melissa didn't respond. She looked down and browsed the file again.

"By the way, cousin, I still want to remind you."

Vera suddenly paused and said.

"Time is money. Dragging is just a waste of time. After all, the will in the safe won't change, will it?"

Melissa looked down and couldn't see her face.

Vera smiled brightly and carried Hermes's latest show Kun bag.

"Cousin, I won't disturb your work."

High heels hit the ground and the sound gradually disappeared.

Melissa never looked up, her eyes fixed on a point on the document, her fingers holding the pen tightly.