Knowing this, for his dream of becoming the head of the Ferguson family, Jack Ferguson knew that his handle was held in the hands of the Martinez butler, but he couldn't help but resist. For him, once he became the Ferguson The new post of the head of the middle school is tantamount to chronic suicide, and there will be no more storms in the family.

Seeing Jack Ferguson wanting to decline, Martinez butler gave him a warning look, and then said nonchalantly: "Jack, although your PhD in economics was taught by correspondence, since you got this degree, it means that The University of Frosinone recognizes your level very much that you have this ability!"

"As for you haven't worked in education, this is not a problem. No one is born with experience. Jack, when you first took charge of your family business, didn't you have no experience, didn't you start from scratch? Jack , I recognize your abilities, and believe that the Senate Association also recognizes you. You also have to believe in yourself and don't reject it anymore!"

After talking about the Martínez butler, without waiting for Jack Ferguson to say anything, he said directly to everyone: “Now I’m initiating a vote as the chief butler of the Ferguson family. I agree that Jack Ferguson will succeed Mr. Fiorello and become a trust. Please raise your hands, the elders of the head of Ferguson Middle School!"

The voice hasn't completely fallen yet, Martinez's butler, was the first to vote and raised his hand. Under his leadership, the other family elders in the conference hall raised their hands one after another, just a few seconds. Everyone in the conference hall except Jack Ferguson raised their hands, including last night, and assured him that Bernardo and Domenech would support him, especially Bernardo. This short squat Mediterranean old man, he defected the fastest, and he was the second to raise his hand after Martinez's butler raised his hand.

Seeing the scene of the betrayal in front of him, the ashen-hearted Jack Ferguson looked at Bernardo and Domenech bitterly, and he did not take the car with his indifferent manipulative arms, closed his eyes and said nothing.

The victorious Martinez butler nodded with satisfaction, indicating that everyone can let go and then faintly preached: "It seems that everyone is very optimistic about Jack's development in his new position at Ferguson Middle School. , I announce that Jack Ferguson will succeed Mr. Fiorello and become the new principal of Ferguson Middle School. The appointment will take effect. After the meeting is over, Jack, you can go to Mr. Fiorello and go through the handover procedures!"

Speaking of this, Martinez’s butler’s voice changed and turned into a kind elder, and he taught Jack Ferguson, who closed his eyes and did not speak: "Jack, family education is a vast world, I believe you can be there. There is a lot to do. In the future, the development of Ferguson Middle School and the future of the family's children will depend on you. Work hard and we all support you!"

Perhaps he felt the change in the tone of the old butler in front of him. Jack Ferguson opened his eyes unwillingly, and said in an almost pleading tone to the butler Martinez very earnestly: "Old butler, look at this. Is it? I take over as the head of the Ferguson Middle School, but I am also in charge of the family business that I am now in charge. I promise that there will be no problems in management!"

After talking, Jack Ferguson saw Martinez’s butler’s eyes flashing with cold, and he quickly changed his words and said: “Old butler, if you can’t do the job concurrently, please see if I can recommend a few candidates for you to take my place... ·······"

"Jack, stop talking! Your task now is to honestly do the task assigned to you by the family veteran, and transfer to the head of Ferguson Middle School. As for the other things, you should not be in charge of it now. The family veteran will decide freely. !" The Martínez butler, who was the kind old man a second ago, saw that Jack Ferguson, who had lost all his underpants, dared to ask himself for advice, and immediately said coldly:

Martinez's butler's voice fell, and Jack Ferguson's last glimmer of hope was shattered. He did not stay in the conference hall anymore, turned and walked directly out of this place where he lost his face.

Seeing Jack Ferguson leaving on his own, Martinez’s butler didn’t care, and continued to look at the people in the hall looking at each other: “Jack has already complied with the Senate’s decision to pack things up and prepare for Fiorello. Sir, the handover is complete, do you have other important things to discuss at the senator meeting?"

Martinez’s butler’s voice, after a few seconds of silence in the conference room, a family elder with silver-rimmed eyes pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then tentatively asked Martinez’s butler: "Old Butler, since Jack has been transferred to the post of Principal of Ferguson Middle School~lightnovelpub.net~, what about the family business he is now in charge of?"

As soon as this person’s voice came out, the eyes of other people in the conference hall were focused on Martinez’s butler. He felt the eyes of everyone, and Martinez’s butler was inexplicably sad. Even though he counted on his own. The prestige accumulated over the past ten years succeeded in taking down Jack Ferguson, but facing these greedy guys in the Senate, he had no good way. The only thing he could do was to appease and woo him. After all, he still needs this group of people now. stand by···········

With a sigh in his heart, the butler Martinez rubbed his temples while preaching a little tiredly: "Divide it!"

With the permission of Martinez Butler, when I think of the fat guys under the charge of Jack Ferguson, the eyes of everyone here start to become excited. They rush to thank Martinez Butler and face this. Thanks for the help, the exhausted Martinez butler, after a few absent-minded greetings, stood up from his position.

Seeing that Martinez’s butler was about to leave, he was arguing with other people and was arguing with the chubby old Mediterranean man, Bernardo, who seemed to have thought of something, that he wanted to go to Martinez’s butler. But he had just acted, and the old man in military uniform sitting opposite him, Domenech gave him a stern look and warned him.

Seeing the old friend was also the warning look of the political allies in the Ferguson family. Bernardo was about to get close to the butler of Martinez. Bernardo hesitated for an explanation. However, just as he hesitated, the butler of Martinez Having already walked out of the conference hall alone, Bernardo had to give up the idea of ​​explaining to Martinez butler, and continued to engage in the verbal battle between the family elders in the conference hall for the benefit.