Chapter 553: Cold War Between the Two People

After returning from the hospital, Henry Russell's cold eyes stared intently at the documents before him, occasionally using his blue-black pen to draw on it. The "ding ding ding" of the urgent cell phone ringtone was especially loud in the quiet office.

He frowned slightly, his hand unconsciously tightening, feeling a bit annoyed. He never wanted anyone to disturb him while he was working.

He glanced at the caller indifferently and raised an eyebrow. Why did Master Smith think of calling him at this time?

Not daring to neglect the call, he answered, and Henry Russell's tone was still somewhat cold: "Grandpa, do you need me for something?"

Master Smith chuckled, and gently lifted a cup of coffee, taking a sip. His experienced and deep eyes revealed a glint of brilliance.

"Why? Can't I call my grandson without a reason at my age?" Master Smith said leisurely.