Chapter 325


    Only after pondering for quite a while did Dn wave at the employee and say tiredly, "Yes, I


    understand. You may leave."


    That employee only sighed at this. "Yes, sir."


    Sitting on the chair, Dn frowned as numerous thoughts clouded his mind.


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    After shutting his eyes for a while, he opened them in frustration while a sense of calm returned to his


    expression.


    Dn drove back to his home first to change into a fresh set of clothes before driving to Gxy


    Corporation.


    At the entrance of the corporation, Dn, who was still in his car, took out a cigarette and lit it while


    looking at the extravagant building, which stood out from the other architecture around it.


    After finishing hisst puff of the cigarette, Dn entered the lobby of the building.


    At the sight of a visitor, the receptionist at the front desk greeted him passionately, "Hello, sir. How may


    I help you?"


    Dn then handed her his name card and nodded somewhat politely in return. "I''m here to meet your


    president."


    Upon observing the person in front of her, she replied courteously, "Excuse me, Mr. Jones, but have


    you scheduled an appointment?"


    Dn involuntarily frowned and replied, "I did not."


    Hearing this, the receptionist smiled apologetically. "Then, I''m sorry to tell you, Mr. Jones, but if you


    don''t have an appointment, you can''t meet with our president."


    "Can I borrow yourndline?" Since Dn did not have Vania''s number, he thought about calling her


    through the front desk''s phone. She should answer this call.


    Yet, the personnel only smiled in return. "Please don''t make it hard on us, Mr. Jones. I can ry


    anything you want me to say instead."


    Naturally, the receptionist was afraid of causing any unwanted trouble.


    Dn could only nod at this. "Then, just tell her that Dn Jones is here to meet her."


    The receptionist smiled professionally. "Please wait." She then dialed thepany''sndline.


    Despite his efforts, not even five seconds had passed before the receptionist looked at Dn and


    stated politely, "I''ll ry President Greyson''s words: Gxy Corporation will not help Jones


    Corporation, and neither will I, Vania Greyson."


    Dn was stunned upon hearing this. When did she be so headstrong?


    The Vania he knew was always gentle and tame. When they first met, Vania always spoke in a polite


    and gentle manner even though she always had a distant expression.


    That said, her sudden change in attitude made Dn fall into disbelief. He couldn''t imagine what Vania


    was like now.


    Since he was t-out rejected, Dn was too embarrassed to request another meeting, so he said to


    the staff member, "There''s my contact number on the name card. If President Greyson changes her


    mind, then please contact me."


    "Of course." The person immediately smiled. "Thank you for your time, Mr. Jones."


    In business terms, this was obviously telling him to get out.


    After taking a look at the receptionist, he turned around and left.


    Just as he exited the lobby of Gxy Corporation, he received a crisis report on the financial status of


    hispany, and he gripped his phone tightly.


    I need to meet Vania today.


    Putting his phone away, he waited in his car, but his phone kept ringing, reminding him of all the


    problems hispany was facing.


    Frustrated, Dn took out his pack of cigarettes from his pocket and started smoking them one by one.


    The car''s sealed space had been enveloped in smoke. If one did not know, they would think that


    heaven was within reach.