Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

He even noted the precise origin of certain data, and estimated the figures they should have reached next to some others.

At the end, he summed up, pointing out the possible reasons for the less than satisfactory growth this quarter and

All the people present, except for Roy Lewis and Nathan Caroule, were terribly surprised.

Good heavens, no wonder this little master could gain admission to prestigious schools organized by international intelligence organizations at just five years old.

This level of analytical power and intelligence, let alone compared to children his age, even among these self proclaimed elite executives who claim to have higher education, feel inferior.

And obviously, all of these astute analyses and clear PPT graphs were the independent work of this little lad.

Because, apart from the time they were drinking milk tea, Master Lewis was seen interacting with Mr. Timmy, the rest of the time, father and son were each engrossed with their respective computers.

However, at that time, everyone thought Mr. Timmy was just playing games.

But in reality, what he was playing with was the game of making real cash.

Roy Lewis and Nathan Caroule knew about Timothy’s abilities, so after hearing the little guy’s speech, Roy Lewis just reached out and fondly touched his little face, whispering a praise of “Good job!”,

Then, he turned to Nathan Caroule on the other side.

“Is there anything else you want to add?”

Nathan laughed and shook his head, “Nothing more. Mr. Timothy has said everything I wanted to say, even more comprehensively. There’s no need for me to repeat and clutter up.”

After he finished, he teased Timothy.

“Timothy, you’ve come to steal Uncle Caroule’s job, haven’t you?”

Timothy gave him a grin, speaking in his mushy sweet voice.

“Not at all, my mom said today is an experience day. She brought my brother to observe in the operating room, and I came with daddy to experience company life. My sister is going to learn piano with Grandpa Timmy in the afternoon.” His comforting words were perhaps better left unsaid.

All the executives experienced the true meaning of a paradigm shift.

Very soon, the cute, cool, and handsome Mr. Timothy was all the rage on the internal network of Lewis Group staff.

Though it was just a few blurry side-face photos and a few voice clips, they swiftly swept the hearts of employees of all ages.

Both men and women were captivated.

For a time, the group was filled with flattering comments.

“Master Lewis’s child, is indeed a child. My own could only be called a piece of pork.”

“Is Mr. Timothy really only five? His logic and thought process are more meticulous than mine at thirty, amazing!”

“With Mr. Timothy’s talent, alongside Mr. Timmy, when these brothers join forces, Lewis Group will dominate the Federation for the next fifty years.”

“Not just the Federation, they even have a great opportunity to dominate globally.”

After a massive pile of employee praises, someone made a voting channel to choose the most popular little master of the Lewis Group.

The options were between Mr. Timmy and Mr. Timothy.

“Only kids make choices. As adults, we like them both.”

“Yeah, both Mr. Timmy and Mr. Timothy are so cute, I like both.”

“The crux is, they’re not only handsome but also super intelligent, how to choose? I can’t choose, I want both!”

“Another successful case convincing me to have a son!”

Within just a few minutes, there were already over 999+ messages in the employee group chat.

As for “the man” Timothy himself, he was completely unaware of all this.

He was sitting on a child chair, especially rushed over by his father, intently listening to the executives’ reports while tapping out his own thoughts and evaluations on their reports with his little hand.

Afterwards, he gave suggestions and evaluations on all departmental quarterly review points.

Occasionally, Roy Lewis would add some supplementary points or make corrections to what Timothy said, but the proportion was minimal.

Basically, ninety percent of the suggestions and comments at the meeting came from Timothy.

The meeting lasted for more than an hour, and ordinarily, a five-year-old child would find it very difficult to stay focused for so long.

But Timothy never left, only occasionally picking up his multigrain grape drink bought by Nathan, and sipping on it with a slurp.

The meeting finally ended. Mr. Timothy looked relaxed, he even seemed rather cheerful.

Most of the participating executives, however, were drenched in sweat.

Because, being evaluated like this by a five-year-old child packed a pressure that is very different from being evaluated by someone their age like Nathan Caroule.

As they exited the discussion hall after the meeting, the executives were all wiping off their sweat.

“Little Master is seriously amazing, if Master Lewis is willing, I’m afraid he could retire and let the little master take over after a few years.”

“You mean, Master Lewis would let Mr. Timothy take over? Isn’t Mr. Timmy the eldest son?”

“Tsk, didn’t you hear what Mr. Timothy said? Mr. Timmy is studying medicine! Our lady boss, aside from being an amazing designer, she’s also a remarkable doctor.”

“Sigh, in the past, I always felt that a man like Master Lewis needs a certain kind of lady boss to match him. Now, I somehow feel that Master Lewis doesn’t match the lady boss.”

At this moment, Roy Lewis, hand in hand with Timothy, was coming out. Hearing this, surprisingly, he wasn’t angry. He simply led Timothy towards the other side of the corridor.

Concerned that his daddy might be upset, Timothy looked up at his dad.

“Daddy, don’t listen to their nonsense. You too are awesome and perfectly match mommy!”

Roy Lewis leaned over, smiling warmly at Timothy.

“No, daddy also feels he doesn’t match your mommy!”