In the hotel room, Jasper and Henry clinked their wine glasses.
“Logically speaking, with the news of being approved for hosting the Olympics still fresh, it should still be a while before the construction plans for the Olympic Village and the other stadiums begin. What else did your dad ask you to do?”
Henry nodded. “Nothing we know is certain yet, but we have to get in on it somehow. Dad says that since it’s such a huge project, it’d be better if I come over and give my stand earlier rather than too late.
“And for us who want in on it to hand a planning report to the people in charge of it all.
“The people in charge want to adopt as many ideas as possible since this is a huge stadium we’re constructing. It’s not a design a company or two can come up with from the top of their heads. Every stadium has to be the best of the best.
“That’s why every party is given the chance to hand in a report, suggesting the design, location, and even the name. Since all of this can be shown through a report. Even though the people in charge didn’t say it, everyone knows that it’ll bring great benefits if your proposal gets chosen.”
Jasper’s eyes glowed. “Do you have a proposal yet?”
Henry replied honestly, “Something this big must be designed by a professional team, but there’s only so many sophisticated designers in the country. There are too many people fighting for them and even though the Law family are close with a few of them, nothing’s been promised yet.”
Jasper nodded in understanding and added, “Tell me when you’re starting. I might have a few ideas that can help.”
The overall plan for the Honeycomb Stadium, the Aquatic Center, and the Olympic Village were all in his mind.
After a round of realistic suggestions, Jasper had the most suitable design proposal and the biggest grasp.
All he had to do was hand in the proposal with content from his previous life and it would definitely be chosen.
“You know about designing too?” Henry seemed suspicious.
Jasper smiled. “Not about designing, no, but I do have ideas.”
Henry shrugged. He was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang.
Seeing that it was an unknown number, Henry did not want to pick it up at all. Yet every time he hung up the call, the other party would just call again.
“What do you want? It’s the middle of the night here! You’d better have a good f*cking reason to be calling me so late or I’ll f*cking kill you!” Henry roared into the phone angrily.
The other party must have said something, for Henry’s brows arched slightly and his expression turned intrigued.
A short moment later, Henry’s tone softened as he chuckled. “I wouldn’t mind meeting you in person, of course not. But I have to tell you that all I’ll be doing if I come, is watch. I’ll still have to ask if the man himself is willing or not.”
Henry then handed the phone to Jasper and mouthed.
‘Combe!’
Taking the phone, Jasper greeted, “Hello, this is Jasper Laine.”
The deep voice of a middle-aged man came through the speakers. Without an ounce of anger or arrogance, the man sounded very polite.
“Hello, Mr. Laine. This is Hendrik Combe, Hector and Jacob’s father.”
Jasper raised his brows slightly and replied in a faint tone, “How can I help you, Mr. Combe?”
Hendrik replied, “I believe that there has been a misunderstanding between you and my sons, Mr. Laine. They’ve told me the basic details of what happened when they returned home tonight.
“I only recently realized how arrogant and bossy my sons have been acting outside and I cannot be more remorseful about their actions. I hope that you can accept my apology, Mr. Laine, and forgive my sons for their ignorance.”
Jasper gave a small smile and replied, “Hector and Jacob are both adults, Mr. Combe. It’s only right that they bear responsibility for their own actions. You shouldn’t trouble yourself to clean up after their messes.”
