Chapter 1309 - 1308: Who Are You?

Charles's lips trembled for a long time now, staring at Lu Yu in front of him, yet he couldn't say a word.

At this moment, his heart was filled with immense dissatisfaction. After all, he had proudly stated all his titles and positions, hoping others would praise his identity, only for Lu Yu to respond with a simple "Oh". This infuriated him.

Even though he was angry, Charles couldn't say anything now; he simply stared at Lu Yu. There was a feeling within him like he had nowhere to vent his fury.

After all, Lu Yu hadn't said anything wrong. While it was just a simple "Oh", it was still a response.

Faced with this response, Charles couldn't vent his anger.

Seeing the disgruntled expression on Charles's face, the smile in Lu Yu's eyes became more apparent. At this moment, looking at the aggrieved Charles, a playful smile unintentionally formed at the corners of his mouth.

Charles, aren't you proud and fond of sarcastic jibes? This time, I want to see what more you have to say!

"Oh, by the way."

Thinking about this, Lu Yu's face showed a slight smile. He looked at Charles and said, "Mr. Charles, after hearing your position earlier, I had a significant question in mind and wondered if you'd be willing to answer it."

While speaking, Lu Yu's voice was calm, but his eyes sparkled with intensity.

Lu Yu was determined to make Charles pay for his condescending behavior!

"Go ahead!"

Amidst the awkwardness, upon hearing Lu Yu actively inquire about his position, Charles appeared unusually excited. At this moment, he looked at Lu Yu and replied, "Of course, I'm willing to answer. What question do you have?"

After a brief awkwardness, Charles was eager to show himself, so he agreed readily.

"Just a small question."

Upon hearing Charles's response, Lu Yu's smile grew more wicked. He looked at Charles and, with a slight smile, began to say, "Is every position you hold a deputy one? Do you have a principal position?"

As he spoke, Lu Yu's malicious tone was becoming increasingly apparent.

Buzz!

As these words came out, it was as if a bolt of lightning from the sky struck Charles, who trembled slightly, his eyes filled with astonishment.

He never expected Lu Yu would ask such a question!

Is every position you hold a deputy one? Do you have a principal position?

Such a question indeed qualifies merely as a small query, barely even countable as one, mostly a taunt; yet the taunt was piercing and struck right at the softest spot in Charles's heart!

Deputy Director of the European Federal Authority, Deputy Chief of Military Intelligence Six...

These two positions appeared formidable to outsiders and indeed held considerable status.

But Charles's titles bore the prefix 'Deputy' above these positions!

What does 'Deputy' mean?

'Deputy' implies being the subordinate, a second-hand man to someone else. Such a person's title may sound intimidating, but frankly, it's just being the second-hand man!

Though Charles's titles were numerous, each carried a 'Deputy' prefix, making him seem trivial and inconsequential!

"Yes, that's correct…"

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Charles's expression changed instantly as he admitted, looking very displeased.

Lu Yu's words felt like an invisible slap across his face, making his cheeks burn, unbearably uncomfortable.

But even amid discomfort, Charles felt as though he was swallowing his pride, yet unable to voice his grievances.

After all, Lu Yu was speaking half-seriously, making it impossible for him to object without being seen as lacking civility on behalf of the European Union!

"Oh!"

Upon Charles's admission, Lu Yu elongated his voice, uttering an extended "Oh", the sound resonating conspicuously in the large conference room.

Upon expressing this, Lu Yu glanced at Charles, his smile deepening as he said, "Mr. Charles is not that young anymore, reaching such a position at this age must be 'quite challenging', right?"

While speaking, Lu Yu emphasized the words 'quite challenging', looking at Charles with mockery, his eyes carrying a strange smile.

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Charles's expression darkened significantly, having discerned the irony in Lu Yu's remarks.

"You…"

Charles raised his hand to point at Lu Yu, his face flushed and visibly angry.

However, before he could utter a word, a dignified voice suddenly subdued the surrounding atmosphere: "Enough!"

This voice echoed through the large conference room, filled with authority and dignity, commanding respect.

Upon hearing the voice, Lu Yu turned his gaze toward its source, seeing a man clad in a suit, face clouded with hostility, sitting centrally at the conference table.

The man was robust, well-dressed, but carried a hint of ruthlessness on his face, evidently not just a typical British official known for empty words.

For Lu Yu could scent a hint of blood from this man.

The man obviously had blood on his hands; otherwise, he wouldn't emanate such an aura.

"Mr. Lu, we're here to negotiate, not to bicker."

Slowly speaking, the man shifted his gaze, staring intently at Lu Yu, his words bearing a pressing force.

The man's manner didn't suggest any intention to reprimand Charles, directly targeting Lu Yu instead.

Clearly, these people were well-prepared beforehand, otherwise, they wouldn't act in this way.

"Who are you?"

Listening to what the man said, Lu Yu no longer paid attention to Charles. He turned to look at the man, narrowing his eyes slightly, revealing a sharp, determined glint.