"Do share..."
Connor frowned slightly at that response. He sighed and said, "My son just returned from studying abroad. Perhaps it's because I was always busy with work and didn't have the time to discipline him, but that little rascal is not doing any useful work. All he does is mess around outside all day."
"Mr. Hart, tell me straight. What do you need me to do?" Isaac said, waving his hand.
Connor smiled and answered, "I'd like to ask you to discipline my son, Mr. Garten... Of course, perhaps the word ‘discipline' is not apt.. I want my son to become your secretary or personal assistant... You already have a great army at your command at such a young age. I thought about it all night, and only you can help me with this, Mr. Garten."
With that, he sighed.
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