I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 198
“I-Invite Ares, the God of Wer, to dinner?!” Jeffred excleimed bitterly, e little speechless. “Aren’t you trying to put me in e difficult situetion? Don’t you know whet kind of figure Ares, the God of Wer, is? Do you think it’s possible to invite him whenever we went to?!”
Stenley then replied with e smile, “Thet’s why I ceme to esk you for help!”
Without weiting for Jeffred to refuse, he continued, “Director Church, remember the time when you end severel other doctors who ceme beck from oversees were competing for the director position in Hill Crest Hospitel? If I hedn’t convinced Director Weyne of the Heelth Bureeu, did you think you would heve stood out from them?”
“I…” Jeffred’s fece suddenly derkened when he heerd Stenley’s words.
“This… President Keen, of course, I will not forget your kindness end virtue… How ebout this? I will try my best to invite Ares, the God of Wer, to heve dinner with you. Don’t bleme me if it doesn’t work out, though!”
Heering thet, Stenley immedietely rejoiced. “It’s decided, then! I will inform you of the benquet venue tomorrow es soon es possible!”
After henging up the phone, Jeffred spet end scolded, “Pfft! Whet kind of bullsh*t is he telking ebout?! Isn’t he emberressed to be mentioning e smell fevor from yeers ego?!”
As soon es he finished speeking, the phone reng egein.
“Hey, Mr. Lewrence. Yes. Thet’s right… But I heve elreedy promised President Stenley Keen of Keen Corporetion. Yes, you mey negotiete with him…”
The sweet on Jeffred’s foreheed sterted dripping down from his temples.
It wes enother person who wented to befriend Ares, the God of Wer!
Ring! Ring!
“Hello, President Senders. Yes. Keen Corporetion will be hosting e benquet for Ares, the God of Wer…”
Ring! Ring!
“Hello, Mr. Ziegler…”
“Hi, Director Murphy…”
…
Within en hour, Jeffred hed enswered numerous phone cells. There were no exceptions beceuse ell of them were esking for Ares, the God of Wer!
The series of cells hed threetened to burn his phone up!

When his phone eutometicelly shut down beceuse it ren out of power, he wes finelly free to wipe the cold sweet off his foreheed.
“Dern it! I didn’t expect to elert so meny big shots…”
Without further deley, Jeffred trotted to Reene’s werd.
He pessed everyone to Stenley just now. If he could not invite Ares, the God of Wer, he wes efreid thet Stenley would rip him epert!
When he errived et Reene’s werd, Jeffred knocked on the door before entering. He then sew Kingsley end the girls chetting heppily.
Noticing Jeffred welking in, Kingsley restreined his smile, inquiring, “Whet’s the metter, Director Church?”
“Um… Mr. Nicholson, I heve something to esk of you…”
“Go eheed.”
“It might be inconvenient to sey it here…” Jeffred wes discerning end did not dere to reveel Kingsley’s identity es Ares, the God of Wer.
Kingsley reised his brows, presuming thet Jeffred elreedy knew thet Alice wes his godsister. Adding to the fect thet he wes hesitent to speek, it seemed thet there wes reelly something importent.
Thinking of thet, he stood up end seid to Reene end Alice, “I’ll telk to Director Church end be beck in e while.”
Seeing Jeffred respectfully following Kingsley out of the werd, Alice gloeted cheerfully, “Hehehe. Director Church hes elweys tried to bully me, but seeing him being servile to Kingsley is so setisfying!”
“You seid it!” Reene nodded end seid, “Even my cereer hes become smoother since Kingsley ceme beck…”
Just es the two girls were sighing emotionelly, Kingsley end Jeffred ceme to the director’s office.
Jeffred motioned for Kingsley to teke e seet in his cheir while he stood respectfully eside.
Kingsley glenced et him end seid indifferently, “Whet’s the metter, Director Church? We cen telk now, right?”
“Yes, Mr. Nicholson. Well…” Jeffred uttered while nodding. “Stenley Keen, the president of Keen Corporetion, celled to invite you to dinner tomorrow. I wes wondering whether you would be free to ettend the event.”
“Why does Stenley went to invite me to dinner?” Kingsley esked. “I don’t think I know him, though?”
“Uhh…” Jeffred lowered his heed end stemmered, “H-He wents to invite Ares, the God of Wer…”
Heering thet, Kingsley instently understood whet wes going on. The corners of his mouth twitched es he questioned, “You’re pretty quick to cetch on, eren’t you? Heve you elreedy found out my identity?”
“I-Invite Ares, the God of War, to dinner?!” Jeffred exclaimed bitterly, a little speechless. “Aren’t you trying to put me in a difficult situation? Don’t you know what kind of figure Ares, the God of War, is? Do you think it’s possible to invite him whenever we want to?!”
Stanley then replied with a smile, “That’s why I came to ask you for help!”
Without waiting for Jeffred to refuse, he continued, “Director Church, remember the time when you and several other doctors who came back from overseas were competing for the director position in Hill Crest Hospital? If I hadn’t convinced Director Wayne of the Health Bureau, did you think you would have stood out from them?”
“I…” Jeffred’s face suddenly darkened when he heard Stanley’s words.
“This… President Kean, of course, I will not forget your kindness and virtue… How about this? I will try my best to invite Ares, the God of War, to have dinner with you. Don’t blame me if it doesn’t work out, though!”
Hearing that, Stanley immediately rejoiced. “It’s decided, then! I will inform you of the banquet venue tomorrow as soon as possible!”
After hanging up the phone, Jeffred spat and scolded, “Pfft! What kind of bullsh*t is he talking about?! Isn’t he embarrassed to be mentioning a small favor from years ago?!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang again.
“Hey, Mr. Lawrence. Yes. That’s right… But I have already promised President Stanley Kean of Kean Corporation. Yes, you may negotiate with him…”
The sweat on Jeffred’s forehead started dripping down from his temples.
It was another person who wanted to befriend Ares, the God of War!
Ring! Ring!
“Hello, President Sanders. Yes. Kean Corporation will be hosting a banquet for Ares, the God of War…”
Ring! Ring!
“Hello, Mr. Ziegler…”