The Day I Kissed An Older Man

However, that small faction of shareholders did not have enough power to dictate Sherman's decisions. Not when those who had been through thick and thin with Sherman, building Parr Group from scratch, chose to follow him unconditionally.

They believed in his vision and foresight. They accepted the fact they were not as visionary as Sherman was and could not see the things he could, so they just needed to follow him. Moreover, if it was a wrong decision, why were so many real estate giants competing for this piece of land? Thus, they had full confidence in this project from the moment of bidding for the land.

Sherman did not think too much about it. He purely saw this project as profitable, and Parr Group should not limit itself to the high-tech sector. It was especially refreshing to venture into other industries after staying in the high-tech sector for so long. After all, one could not stay in their comfort zone forever.

He was a truly ambitious man. Though not even 30 years old yet, his business empire was expanding at a considerable pace. As for marriage and other things... Well, they were not even in his considerations. As night fell, the homeless man wandered around with his tattered bag. Rita trailed behind him with all of her belongings, curious to see where he would settle for the night. After all, he had been wandering in this area for a long time. He was somewhat of a veteran.

Other people looked at her as if she was mad and shook their heads. "She's still a newcomer after all. I remember also being this passionate back in the day, but now... I couldn't be further from feeling like that."

"You don't say. I wouldn't want to spend the night outside either if I hadn't been assigned to this task. I'd rather get a hotel room. This place creeps me out. I wouldn't dare to sleep here if I didn't have you guys. It kind of makes me wonder where that young lady gets her courage from. Isn't she afraid of this place and that homeless man?"

Across from him, another reporter slurped his instant noodles. "What other reason could she be doing this? She's following that homeless man around to get an interview of course! She's in it for the long haul. used to be able to push myself like that when I was young, but now, I just can't be bothered with it. I mean, why work hard? It's not like I get paid a lot to do this job."

"Yeah, hearing you say that makes me want to change careers," another chimed in.

The two older reporters shared a smile and resumed eating their food.

Rita's legs were sore from following the homeless man around, but he showed no signs of stopping. She quickly walked a few steps ahead and turned around to find his eyes devoid of life as if he were mechanically going through the motions.

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She stood in front of him. "It's so late. Where else do you want to go? It's dangerous to sleep alone in a deserted place. Come stay with us."

However, the man did not even spare her a glance. He continued walking with his tattered bag in his hand, and Rita had to step aside to avoid crashing into him.

"Hey, watch where you're going!"

"Hey girly, come back and eat

something. It's only going to get colder later in the night. You shouldn't overwork your body like

this. You're still young. That me

hasn't reached his tipping point yet, so no matter how you ask, he's not going to answer," one of the senior reporters called out to her. Perhaps he saw his younger self in her.

Rita looked worriedly at the man's retreating figure. "Is he going to be okay wandering around like this?"

The senior reporter waved

dismissively. "Don't worry about him.

There's a report saying he's been wandering like this long before we came. He was fine then, so he'll be fine now too. After all, we're all here keeping an eye over him. Quick, you should use this time as an opportunity to get some hot food into your stomach. I can't believe your parents bear to let a young girl like you come out this late at night." Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.