Mark asked the secretary to contact a private place where the meeting could be provided. No matter how much money it costs, he had to find a suitable place. If this newspaper alliance conference could not be held, everything that happened today would become a shame for the George family and would intensify the external forces' snooping the family.

When he returned to the manor in the evening, he unexpectedly saw Arthur's car in the parking lot, a gold-plated car he bought more than two years ago. This car was named "House Golden Dragon" by the manufacturer and Arthur. There was only one in the entire imperial capital. He used 320,000 yuan to customize it from House Automobile Company. The outside was made of gold alloys with a purity of about 70%. When the sun was good, driving on the road could render the buildings on both sides of the street golden. Only Arthur could drive such an exaggerated and high-profile car, and only he dared to drive it.

Later, Mr. John said a few words to him, and his tone was very strong. He threw the car into the garage and never took it out and drove it again.

Unexpectedly, Mark saw the car again here today. He frowned when he got off the car. Now is the time when the George family is facing a huge difficulty. As they pass, they will continue to dominate the entire newspaper industry. If they step by step, decades of efforts will become flowing water and nourish those "dry" land. What is needed at this urgent moment is low-key, not high-profile. But Arthur driving such a car in the city will make more people feel disgusted with the George family.

This is a "subtle" city, where there are too many big people living here, and they dare not be high-profile. A guy who doesn't know the importance of being so arrogant will have a very bad influence on them.

Mark withdrew his gaze and walked into the building of the manor. The butler smiled stiffly and lowered his head. Mark handed him over his coat, "Where is the Arthurian? Let him come to see me."

"He is in the master's bedroom..." The butler's eyes suddenly paused, and he hurriedly stopped and followed Mark closely.

Mark looked at him sideways with a strange expression, "You said he was in his father's room? What did he do there?" With Arthur and Mr. John's relationship, he would never be able to see Mr. John kindly and hope he could make a comeback. On the contrary, he would definitely curse Mr. John to return to God's arms as soon as possible... Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and Mark ran towards the stairs with a gloomy face.

He was wondering if Arthur would be doing anything.

Now Mr. John's life is maintained by those sophisticated medical devices. Once one of the machines has problems, there is no doubt that Mr. John will most likely become a "past tense".

That bastard, maybe he can really do such a thing!

When he pushed open the door of Mr. John's bedroom, the invisible scene made him unable to believe his eyes. Arthur sat beside the bed, holding Mr. John's hand, and made his old back press tightly against his cheek. There was a sense of indelible sorrow in his eyes, completely like another person.

When did this bastard have such a human side? Is it because he finally woke up?

Mark walked to the medical devices, roughly checked the operation of these devices, and made sure that no red light was on. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone subconsciously softened, "You didn't say hello to me." He touched Mr. John's forehead, which was very warm.

Arthur showed a sarcastic expression on his face and retorted, "This is my father's manor, not your manor. I don't need to say hello to you. Do you think you are qualified?" Arthur's face showed a strong mockery, "My father is not dead yet, you are not the head of the family!"

To be honest, Arthur was shocked even himself to be able to say such words. He never thought he would say such words one day. It was precisely such words that made Mark think that Arthur was sober and knew the importance of Mr. John to the entire family. He laughed instead of anger and shook his head and turned away. Now he knew how to be considerate and caring for his father. What did he do before?

After Mark left, Arthur looked at Mr. John's quiet and kind face with a complicated expression. He suddenly realized that he hadn't seen this man so carefully for a long time. In his impression, this man was still the same as he had been more than thirty years ago. He had a momentum of not being angry but being powerful, which made him feel scared all the time.

He remembered a lot of things, the first time he rode a bicycle, swimming, and climbed a mountain when he was a child. He never worried about being behind him, just keep moving forward because he knew that behind him, there was someone who was silently protecting him.

From when did their relationship become unfamiliar and become like enemies?

Arthur gently stroked the large age spots on Mr. John's face. How smooth it was there, now there are not only wrinkles, but also such terrible spots. He wanted to smooth out those wrinkles, but he couldn't do it because he was not the omnipotent God.

At about fourteen or fifteen years old, the George family looked down at the entire newspaper industry like the sun at noon. Mr. John wanted to actively expand the family industry and planned to enter the printing industry, so he neglected his discipline. In the family, the uncles and aunts began to care about him very much, taught him how to spend money, how to enjoy, and how to use his position to bring everything he hoped for, successfully turning him into a prodigal son.

Then what he faced was no longer caring fatherly love, but constant criticism, scolding, and punishment. He had enough of Mr. John's control of his life, he had enough of studying hard every day, he had enough of getting up at five in the morning and going to the office at seven in the morning.

The crack between the two gradually turned into a bottomless abyss that could not be crossed.

Arthur's emotions suddenly became out of control, and he leaned on Mr. John and whimpered, tears soaking the sheets.

He knew he had done many things wrong, but is it too late to regret it now?

It's too late!

Mark, who was standing outside the door, secretly observing Arthur through the crack in the door, breathed a sigh of relief and left quietly. Although Arthur regretted it a little too late, it was much better than not understanding it.

"I'm sorry, father." At the moment Mark turned around, Arthur, who was crying, raised his head, climbed up the transparent tube beside him, and held it tightly. He looked at Mr. John's calmness as if he was asleep, waiting beside him.

Two minutes later, he let go of his hand, wiped away tears, kissed Mr. John's forehead, and left the room.

Just as Arthur gently closed the door, Mr. John, who was supposed to be dead on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes. He took off the ventilator mask, and his face was so gloomy that it could drip out of water.

His eyes could not tolerate anything except fear. Until now, he could not believe that his youngest son actually wanted to kill him!

And this bastard really did this!

Mr. John, who never thought he was a loser in his life, suddenly felt an unspeakable pain in his chest. He lost. He lost to life and himself, but soon his expression became firm. Now is not the time for him to feel life. The family is facing a storm. He stabilized the situation first, so he had time to teach his son how to respect him, his father.

In fact, Mr. John just knew that the special report club had fallen into a coma after being burned, but he soon woke up. He told the doctor not to tell anyone, on the one hand, to test the performance of Mark and Arthur after "losing" his father, and on the other hand, he also hoped to attract some potential enemies through his coma.

Now it seems that the plan is very successful, but it is a bit too successful.

But now is not the time for him to wake up, and he still needs to wait. When Mark convenes the newspaper league conference, he appears in the venue, which means more than sitting up from the bed.

If you want to use your fist to give the enemy the heaviest blow, you must first retract the fist!

The next morning, Mark asked someone to invite the presidents of newspapers from all over the country to the manor. Since there was no one who was willing to take over the conference, it would be held in the open world. Those family friends chose to wait and see at this critical moment, which made Mark very heartbroken and realized the ruthlessness of capital.

In this world, what people communicate is not about feelings, money, connections, and power, but there is no emotion.

When you are popular, everyone will flatter and say nice words, hoping that you can bring them to make a fortune together.

When you are down and out, these people will be ready to stand aside and watch coldly, waiting for the moment when you are carried on the table and become food.

Because of the special nature of choosing a location, there is no need to worry about anything in the venue this time. Everyone sat down around long tables, and more than 260 people attended the meeting. Some people did not come, and some people had already clearly opposed the George family.

Manors like the George family are always surrounded by green shade. Even in autumn, there are dense vegetation around them protecting the privacy of the owners in the manor. There are also many people outside the manor. No matter who it is, this time, no matter who it is, you can't break in and disturb Mark's meeting.

When Mark appeared at the venue, Mr. John was wearing low-key and restrained clothes with the help of the butler. He raised his chin in the mirror, and the sapphire neckline at the neckline was glamorous. It is said that people who like to wear sapphire jewelry are smarter. Mr. John thought this rumor was correct, so he liked sapphire.

He stretched out his hand and the butler placed an exquisite civilization staff in his hand.

He did deceive everyone, but it was not without a price.
Chapter completed!