He's human, not a god!
It's impossible to work twenty-four hours a day without rest, and he doesn't have the inhuman ability to handle things that his boss does.
So, he desperately needs a helper.
"Someone will be coming in a couple of days." Just as Charles Seymour sent the message, the phone started ringing.
"No way, boss, you can't just fool me by finding someone random. I need someone who can take on the business and is familiar with the domestic situation."
"They meet all the criteria," Charles said flatly.
"Who?" Finding such a person was truly difficult.
"Mason Wilson, my future father-in-law." As soon as Charles finished speaking, there was an exclamation on the other end, "Boss, are you going to reveal your identity?"
Charles furrowed his brows and asked curiously, "My identity... can't be seen by others?"
"No, not at all. Haven't you been hiding your identity all along?" the person asked in confusion.
