Everyone in Akloit knows this name. He’s the top candidate to become the next national billionaire. Who would have thought that the little princess was actually a wealthy heiress?
After thinking about it, Cheyenne decided to call Jerry herself.
Meanwhile, in TF Technology’s conference room, because of a phone call, the young man presiding over the meeting paused.
“I’ll take this call. You guys continue.”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
They didn’t know who Mr. Young had received a call from that he would leave midway through a meeting like this.
They speculated that it must be some huge project; otherwise, given Mr. Young’s work attitude, something like this would never happen.
The person they referred to as “Mr. Young” was actually Jerry himself.
Ever since he met Cheyenne back then and was completely conquered by her charm and influence as an heiress, he delved deeper into network computing during his last two years of college just so he could get closer to her faster after graduation.
After graduating from college with his degree in early childhood education, Jerry resolutely switched careers and started up his own network technology company with several fellow alumni who shared similar interests as him.
At first it was just their small group of five people; whenever someone had computer problems they would proactively go over there for repairs.
Later on their business grew bigger and bigger until they expanded beyond repairing computers into system development and maintenance fields as well.
Many companies’ networks systems in Akloit are now managed by them.
Cheyenne also took quite an interest in what Jerry was doing so she invested some money into his startup during its early stages.
This investment made Cheyenne become the second largest shareholder of what has now become one of Akloit’s most famous companies.
In fact only Jerry knew that she could have been its largest shareholder if she wanted but Cheyenne found managing things too troublesome so she just wanted to be hands-off about everything instead which is why she gave up her position.
With two bigwigs backing him up, Jerry achieved success right after starting out on his own following graduation which made him always praised by teachers or classmates every time they got together again afterwards.
Now even if he still wears red plaid shirts, no one dares say anything bad about him anymore since everyone knows how successful an entrepreneur he has become!
Even the goddesses whom he couldn’t pursue before are now chasing after him but unfortunately Jerry wasn’t interested anymore!
Jerry left the conference room and walked to the outdoor balcony. He greeted Cheyenne, “Cheyenne, long time no see. I was starting to wonder if you forgot about me. My longing for you is like never-ending.”
Cheyenne replied flatly, “Continue.”
“Cheyenne,” he continued. “I saw your heroic appearance on TV yesterday with that big star who… oh Kate is your best friend? Can you help me get an autographed photo of her? I really like her…”
On the other end of the phone line, Cheyenne seemed impatient and tapped on her desk. “Sure.”
Jerry felt uneasy when she agreed so readily. And sure enough, she proposed a condition next. “If you do something for me today, I’ll have Kate give you an autographed photo in person, not just one but ten.”
Jerry wondered what kind of help someone as technologically advanced as Cheyenne could need from him. But since it was about getting an autograph from Kate – he agreed anyway.
“Please tell me what needs to be done,” Jerry said eagerly. “I’ll try everything to do it!” If anyone else heard this statement they might be moved by his loyalty; however, Cheyenne remained calm and simply responded with a casual “Oh.”
“Someone posted something about my daughter on social media this morning that went viral; now I want it taken down immediately.”
“Your daughter?” Jerry asked surprisedly.
“Yes,” replied Cheyenne coolly. “My little girl.”
“If it’s related to her, then it’s my responsibility too,” Jerry assured her confidently. “Don’t worry; within an hour, everything will be taken care of.”
“That would be great,” said Cheyenne appreciatively. “I have several surgeries scheduled today so I don’t have time for anything else.”
“No problem at all,” Jerry reassured her again before adding cheekily, “And don’t forget my autographed photo…”
But before he could finish his sentence, the call ended abruptly from the other side.
Jerry’s lips twitched slightly. “It’s okay, just get used to it. Hanging up the phone quickly is just a characteristic, isn’t it?”
After hanging up the phone, Cheyenne was interrupted by her assistant outside the door.
“Miss Lawrence, today is the day for Yrumron Medical School interns to report for duty. We still need you to take another look at the personnel allocation list!” A tall and slender girl with delicate features placed the list on her desk.
Cheyenne hated dealing with these small matters, but Hopedale Hospital was one of the best surgical hospitals in the country. Every year, many schools competed to come here for internships.
If interns could gain some experience here, they would have an easier time finding jobs after graduation. If they were lucky enough to be noticed by the hospital and signed an employment contract directly, it would be great for them.
Once inside Hopedale Hospital, there would be limitless opportunities and resources available.
With tasks at hand, Cheyenne had no choice but to compromise. “I know. You can go down first. I’ll notify you when I finish allocating names.”
“Yes, ma’am,” said her assistant before leaving quietly.
There were thirty interns from Yrumron Medical School this time around who had been ranked according to their excellent grades; Sean was ranked first on that list as soon as she glanced over it.
Curious about him now more than ever before, she opened her work email on her computer where she found personal files of all students sent by school administration.
Accordingly, Sean had been taking top honors since his enrollment in college. His grades in every subject were also very good. He received scholarships and awards from various competitions.
As for his home address section, he filled out a place that surprised Cheyenne – Voteard – which was known as “Akloit slum.”