Chapter 615: Chapter 174 Post-Wedding_1
The wedding was over.
Within the Clark Family, no one was saying that Renee Clarke had married down.
Nobody thought that Assad Kenneth had married Renee to climb up the social ladder, to curry favor.
Of course, Assad Kenneth wouldn’t immediately rise to prominence and elevate his status due to a light-gray access card from the academy headquarters.
It represents not his power and level, but merely his network of connections and potential for development.
Initially, some had questioned why Assad would prefer to work at “Do Whatever You Want,” rather than enter the structured work life of the Clark Family. All those doubts have been dispelled now.
Even from a different perspective, a Clark Family is the equivalent of ten “Do Whatever You Want” entities.
The Clarks hobnobbed with individuals at the level of Dean Frist, not someone Sandra Diomand could match.
However, families and individuals are different entities.
Separated from the family, many Clarks couldn’t even match Sandra Diomand’s level.
Yet Assad could interact with Sandra Diomand through “Do Whatever You Want,” a privilege many Clarks couldn’t attain.
Even Renee’s grandfather, the elderly Clark who led the team to attend the wedding, finally gave Assad a smile.
This was the first smile he received from the Clarks in the ten years he knew Renee, a truly precious one.
Despite all these changes, Assad didn’t become overconfident or assume that his status had drastically improved, leading to his arrogance.
Contrarily, Assad was very clear-headed with an exact understanding and positioning of himself.
The next morning, Assad arrived at “Do Whatever You Want” headquarters, not far from his grand villa, to start a regular workday.
Link and Jasmine had already arrived, leisurely chatting and drinking tea in the CEO’s office.
Jasmine mentioned in their conversation that she admired Renee for having such a warm and intimate wedding.
Many wizards in the Wizard World indulged in pleasure.
Few of them, pressured by their families or for other reasons, came together to organize a wedding and support each other for life.
Even if they held a wedding, it was mostly about the ceremony, like a press conference.
Very few weddings, like Assad’s and Renee’s, emphasized warmth and intimacy.
Link, however, remained silent, not uttering a word.
It was Assad’s timely arrival that “rescued” Link.
“Come, Assad, sit down and chat.”
Through the open office door, seeing Assad pass by, Link immediately waved and called him over.
Jasmine gritted her back teeth, a little annoyed by the office layout.
Who put the CEO’s office in the middle, with the General Manager’s and Deputy General Manager’s office on the left, and two vice president’s offices on the right?
Such a genius!
Feeling Jasmine’s mood shift, Assad was reluctant to enter, but under Link’s persistent gaze, he reluctantly stepped in.
“There’s something I need to discuss with you.”
Link swiftly changed the subject, “Jasmine and I have brought some gifts for the members. We need to distribute them today.”
“Understood.”
Before Link finished speaking, Assad quickly caught on, “I’ll inform Linn right away and have everyone gather.”
After dropping those words, Assad, ignoring Link’s gaze, got up and left.
“There’s no rush, we can still chat.”
Watching Assad’s retreating figure, Link said.
Jasmine stared straight into Link’s eyes without expression. She didn’t say anything, but everything was implied.
Link gave a wry smile and went back to sipping his tea.
How was he supposed to continue the conversation about the wedding?
“Hmph.”
Jasmine snorted coldly and went behind her desk ignoring Link, frustrated by him.
“Sir, tut tut…”
Franda, the Spirit of the Wind, who hadn’t been out for fresh air in a while, fluttered around Jasmine’s CEO’s office. Watching the awkward interaction between the two, she let out a giggle.
Was this mockery?
This was definitely mockery!
Link’s response was to leave the CEO’s office, ignoring the one big and one small member of the alliance, and headed to Linn’s deputy general manager’s office.
At the beginning, when closing on the headquarters and planning the interior design, Assad prepared an office for Link. However, Link declined.
When “Do Whatever You Want” updated its charter and top-level design, Link only retained the title of Founder, without taking up any post.
Even honorary chairman and other titles, he had none.
Theoretically, Link had clearly cut himself from “Do Whatever You Want”, placing himself completely in the background.
“Greetings, boss.”
In the deputy general manager’s office, core members from the Brotherhood Group, Social Phobia Group, and the third echelon were all gathered.
Seeing Link walk in, they all stood to greet him.
“Hello! Everyone!”
Link enthusiastically responded to everyone’s greetings, gesturing with both hands, “Please, everyone, have a seat.”
When Link sat down, members of the Brotherhood Group, Social Phobia Group, and the third echelon also settled down.
“We won’t talk about official matters, report them to your big sister.”
As soon as everyone sat down, Link set the tone for this conversation, “How has everyone been recently? Do you have any questions in witchcraft, Potion Studies, Rune Studies and other subjects?”
The Brotherhood Group, Social Phobia Group, and the members of the third echelon had all discussed the deeper meaning of the new manifesto after studying it.