Chapter 4 Visit Grandma On The Mountain

In the CEO's office at SG Group Headquarters

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Come in." A calm male voice sounded from the office. Malcolm was studying the documents he hadn't gotten to these past few days when Sean Xiao, his assistant, opened the door and walked in with a mobile phone in his hand. "Mr. Malcolm, it's Miss Lin on the phone for you."

"OK." Malcolm slowly penned his name and then raised his head. His deep eyes squinted as he accepted the phone and said, "You can leave, Sean!"

"Yes, sir." Sean Xiao nodded and retreated a few steps back. Then he turned on his heel and gently closed the door as he left.

Malcolm unlocked the phone with his slender finger and asked, "Hello?"

"Malcolm! Are you busy now? I heard that you went straight to the company without even taking a break yesterday once you returned to Ye City. You must take better care of yourself!" said Catherine Lin with a sweet voice.

"Yes. Do you have anything else to tell me?" Malcolm replied in a cold voice.

"Can't I call you? I have nothing else to do." She pouted her full lips, acting like a spoiled child.

"I'm busy. I won't answer your calls if there's nothing important. Bye."

"Wait! Wait! I am serious! I have something to tell you! I really do have something to tell you," she hurriedly said.

"Yes?"

Hearing he was still on the line, Catherine heaved a sigh of relief and continued, "I heard that a magazine wants to interview you. Can you-"

"Interview me? Why don't I know about this?" Malcolm asked while perusing the documents.

"Well, my friend who works at this magazine told me. Anyway, they have the right to want to interview you!" After these few words, she finally got to the point. "Could you tell the media something about us during the interview?"

"About us? What's there to tell about us? I still haven't decided whether I will accept the interview or not," Malcolm said without even raising his eyes.

"I'm twenty-six years old. It's high time I got married. You know, my father has always liked you. Why don't you tell them more about our relationship?" Catherine Lin looked happy and proud. She was the daughter of the mayor. In Ye City, there was perhaps no one more suitable to be Malcolm's wife than her. And Malcolm was so excellent that no one was more suitable to be the son-in-law of the mayor than him.

"Miss Lin, we are just friends at the moment. It's too early for us to talk about marriage." Malcolm put down his pen, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table before adding, "And I don't want to get married now."

She had expected this reaction from him. It was just a bold idea of hers, and she had no hope of winning.

"Are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together," Catherine Lin said, smoothly changing the topic.

"I'm busy tonight," Malcolm responded in a low voice.

"What are your plans?"

"I'm having a dinner with my family."

"Can I go with you?" asked Catherine Lin, full of expectation.

"It's not suitable for you to attend such an occasion."

"... Okay." Though she was attractive, she had higher self-esteem than most women her age. She would no longer pine for him because of the many times he had refused her.

As Malcolm was about to hang up the phone, he thought of something and asked, "I wonder, which magazine is going to interview me, Miss Lin?"

"Mr. Fashion, under the Entertainment Magazine Company." Then she added, "And next time, just call me by my name. Don't call me Miss Lin."

Malcolm raised his eyebrows, and the happy smile of Poppi appeared in his mind.

After hanging up the phone, Malcolm sent a message to Poppi, "Go to my grandma's home for dinner tonight."

When Poppi received the message, Tina Ai was busy counting the benefits of Malcolm's upcoming interview during their meeting. The brisk ringtone of Poppi's mobile phone made Tina really annoyed. Tina put on a false smile and said, "Poppi, from the Editing Department, seems to have an objection to my ideas."

"Of course not!" Poppi said tactfully. "That was a marketing message, and it's not the right time to read it, so I will delete it." As she spoke, Poppi clicked the message and quickly replied, "Okay."

"Now that you have no complaints, I'll leave the interview to Poppi." Trying to suppress her anger, Tina smiled, but the burning resentment in her eyes couldn't be concealed.

When they came out of the meeting room, Poppi was still a little shocked and annoyed.

Wendy bit her fingernails and followed after her all the way to the office. "Are you worried, Poppi? Tina is truly awful. She did this to bully you! She analyzed all of the benefits, but Malcolm hasn't even agreed to be interviewed yet. What she said was all empty talk! What an annoying woman!"

"Never mind. She will be the vice editor-in-chief soon. She just wanted to show her efficiency to everyone." Poppi shook her head and consoled her, "I understand her!"

"Poppi, you are too kind. We are in the Editing Department, and you have no obligation to invite the interviewees. What can you do, Poppi? Do you have any ideas?"

Poppi turned her head and replied firmly, "Yes."

"What's it?" Wendy's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

"Don't worry. When our director returns tomorrow, I'll ask for her help. She's still on our side. She will definitely refuse these kinds of tasks." A determined look flashed through Poppi's bright eyes, and she said, "Moreover, I don't think it's a good idea to interview Mr. Malcolm. I already have a better candidate."

"Who?"

"Well, it's a secret. I'm going to visit my grandma tonight. I have to pack up my things and go home earlier. Wendy, you should also go home early!" Poppi said with a knowing smile.

"You are going to eat somewhere with delicious food, aren't you? It's so nice."

Without saying anything, Poppi packed her things and left in a hurry. Delicious? She wasn't nearly that lucky. Malcolm's grandma wouldn't let her eat peacefully.

As soon as she entered the Imperial Residential Quarter, she saw Malcolm's car parked downstairs. Poppi thought Malcolm was waiting for her upstairs, so she bypassed the car on her way in.

"Madam!" But as soon as she was about to move past, she heard Sean Xiao calling her. Poppi turned her head and saw the window had rolled down. Sean Xiao grinned and said, "It's getting late. Let's go."

Poppi rolled her eyes and came up to the car. She knocked on the back window and said, "Malcolm, are you inside?"

Malcolm regarded her through the window for a moment and kept silent, then he opened the window and said to her calmly, "Get in the car."

"Ha-ha..." Poppi put her bag on the backseat with a flattering smile and said, "Wait me for another five minutes. Last time, Grandma said she wanted to eat some of that cucumber salad, so I made some by myself. It's upstairs-I'll go get it. Wait for me!"

Then she rushed upstairs, leaving no gap for Malcolm to protest.

Looking at Poppi's disappearing figure, he squinted his eyes and suddenly said, "Is this woman becoming ruder?"

Sean Xiao covered his mouth and politely coughed, not knowing whether to answer that or not.

After a while, Poppi came back downstairs with a whole preservation box of cucumber salad. She got in the car and said, "We can go now."

Sean looked at Malcolm in the rearview mirror, seeing his boss nod slightly as he said, "Let's go."

"Okay, Mr. Malcolm."