135 A Piece of Hazy Memory From the Past

The anniversary banquet ended without any hiccups. After bidding farewell to Mr. and Mrs. Nucci, Calix returned to the villa. Mr. Hao and Mr. Tan joined him in the black limousine.

"No one can disturb me tomorrow night," letting out a sigh, Calix loosened his navy blue tie, "I want to enjoy my last night here."

Mr. Tan glanced at Calix from the opposite seat, "Even if the company is on fire? Or an apocalypse happens?"

"Call Edward to deal with any disaster," Calix closed his eyes, feeling how strained they were from the blinding chandelier lights in the ballroom, "He should do more before going on a long vacation."

"Understand, Boss," Mr. Hao grinned, mirth dancing in his eyes, "We'll harass Chief Assistant Zhang if needed."

Calix scoffed, snickering. Both Mr. Hao and Mr. Tan possessed the same sarcastic humor as Edward despite being older than the latter. His chief assistant was indeed a bad influence on his subordinates.