The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife -
Chapter 405 Why Isn't This Happening As Scripted
The past three years had been precisely the busiest period Julian Shaw had experienced.
He was slowly letting go of Lanyard Construction and selling off all sorts of fixed assets. Other than the estate in Ningcheng City, the estates in other cities had all been concentrated back by him in exchange for cash he could spend on other types of investments.
Had Lanyard Construction not been founded by Mr. Shaw and been considered memorabilia, he would not even have wanted to keep the estate in Ningcheng City.
The changes in the business market were too tremendous. The real estate industry that had profited the most in the past was not profiting as much three years later.
Out of the top 10 tycoons in Canada previously, five of them had been involved in the real estate business. Now, only one of them was left and he ranked last.
Due to Julian's timely turn over to fund StarTech Co. and following the leap in the electronic industry in addition to his precise investment vision, he was still firmly occupying the position of the wealthiest man. StarTech Co. had prepared its own homebrand StarTech for the past few years, which focused specifically on producing all sorts of electronic products. They had already marketed the second generation of StarTech products that included sales overseas.
The company had been especially successful last year due to Jacob Shelby's effort. There had been a breakthrough in SL System's advancement that had allowed it to surpass the DC System by far. This had opened up international market opportunities for it. No other company in the world was capable of matching StarTech when it entered the limelight during these years.
Behind the tremendous expansion were naturally Julian, Seth Leeds, and Jacob's hard work and effort.
After the reformation of StarTech Co, Julian was appointed as CEO in charge of planning the company's strategies, Seth was appointed as the operations director in charge of running production operations, while Jacob was in charge of improving the technology.
Each of them held 20% of the company's shares, which added up to a total of 60%, while the remaining 40% share was channeled out for financing purposes.
However, the company's biggest shareholder... was Susan Shelby!
Julian's share of the company was under Susan's name, while Jacob forcefully gave Susan his share as a gift.
Susan had not done anything yet she had ended up being the biggest boss of the company.
She felt very frustrated about this too.
It was fine that she had Julian's share because there was no need for them to split everything so clearly.
Jacob had also given her his patent dividend previously and had now given her his share of the company too. Susan was always looking for an opportunity to return it to Jacob, yet as soon as she brought up this topic, Jacob's expression would turn cold and there would be nothing Susan could do to convince him.
It was good that no outsider was aware of the fact that Susan was the main shareholder of the company. Otherwise, Julian might not necessarily triumph over Susan to become the wealthiest person in Canada.
"Daddy is not coming back, huh?" Chesney Shaw's dejected voice pulled Susan back from her emotional train of thought.
Susan looked at Chesney piteously and said softly, "Be good, Chesney. Daddy is coming back later."
"So... Will daddy still read me bedtime stories today?" Chesney looked at Susan piteously.
"Of course," answered Susan.
Chesney was delighted.
Susan kept her daughter company during dinner. In the beginning, Chesney kept fussing about waiting for Julian's return. It was only after 10 o'clock that she was not able to stand it anymore. She washed up and got into bed before falling asleep.
Susan noticed that Chesney was sound asleep and covered her with a blanket before getting ready to leave.
Then, a deep voice was heard.
"Is Chessie asleep?"
When Susan looked up and saw Julian, she could not help chuckling. "She just fell asleep."
"I had to sit in for an emergency video conference from overseas today, so I got home a little late. Sorry." Guilt flashed past Julian's eyes involuntarily.
"It's fine with me, but our child Chessie has been constantly nagging about you telling her bedtime stories," said Susan softly.
Julian made his way to the bedside and looked at his sleeping daughter. His expression relaxed.
He stood there for a while before Chesney seemed to sense something. She opened her eyes at once.
"Daddy." Chesney's eyes lit up at once when she saw Julian. "You're back, daddy."
"Are you awake?" Julian could not help smiling.
"Hmm. I want to listen to bedtime stories." Chesney jumped for joy at once.
"Sure, I'll read you one." Julian pulled out a large pile of storybooks. "Which one would you like to listen to today?"
"This one." Chesney pointed to a book joyously.
Julian flipped open the book and began reading slowly and leisurely.
His voice was deep and rich with attractiveness. Chesney leaned in his arms and listened to the story in content.
"A daughter is her father's lover from a past life. I suddenly feel that my presence is very redundant here." Susan heaved a sigh.
"It's not redundant, it's not redundant. Mommy is the best." Chesney giggled, walked over, and gave Susan's cheek a heavy kiss. Susan could not help smiling. "Alright, get back into bed, or you'll get cold."
Chesney let her parents tuck her into a ball. Then, she suddenly remembered something and pulled a pouch from under her pillow.
"Daddy, I'd like to ask how much you make in a day." Chesney looked at Julian piteously.
A few days ago, a little friend of hers had told her a story in kindergarten.
That little friend had told her that his father was very busy too and did not have time to keep him company every day. As a result, he had collected a year's worth of allowance and then asked his father, "Father, how much do you make in a day?"
His father had said, "About 10,000 a day? Why?"
The little friend's allowance had been a little more than 10,000 in total. Thus, he had said, "Then I shall give you 10,000, daddy. Will you please keep me company for a day?"
The little friend had told her that upon hearing that, his father had applied for leave and spent a day playing with him!
Chesney had thought about it and remembered that she had over 3,000,000 on hand, so she wondered if she could buy her father's time for a few days.
Feeling wonderful hope, Chesney waited for Julian's answer eagerly.
Julian was stunned for a moment before he said casually, "How much do I make in a day? A few hundred million, I guess."
A few hundred million?
Chesney was stunned at once. "How many zeroes are there in a few hundred million?"
"Eight zeroes," said Julian patiently.
How many zeroes were there in 1,000,000?
Six zeros?
How long did she have to collect money just to accumulate 100 million?
Chesney's heart was racing.
Boohoo... That was not in the script, right?
Chesney suddenly felt upset and bawled aloud.
'My daughter cries at will. What should I do? I shall wait for an answer on the line. It's rather urgent.'
Julian and Susan hastily pacified their daughter.
They appeased her for a long while before Chesney finally told them the cause of the commotion in a stuttering voice.
Upon hearing that, Julian found it amusing yet touching. He made a promise to keep Chesney company more from now on, only then managing to stop his daughter's tears.
They put their daughter to sleep once again and then Julian and Susan left the room with gentle movements.
"It's true that I've been a little busy this month." Julian wrapped his arms around Susan and said guiltily, "I haven't spent as much time with you and Chessie."
Susan chuckled and said, "The company is so busy. It's already great enough that you can still come home every day."
Julian did not speak but he gave Susan's head a soft kiss. There were ineffably complicated emotions in his voice when he said, "Susie, three years have passed."
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