When Jasper returned to the hotel, Henry was seen boasting to Anna about his extraordinary achievements in the meeting today and how great of an achievement he had made.
“The magnate that presided over the meeting praised me three times in a row for the excellent plan I gave them and said that he’ll give careful considerations for it. Other families and all those idiots in the company are just a bunch of dumb geese. Oh, that was so incredibly cool, hahaha!”
As she drank her juice, Anna frowned at Henry who was standing in the center of the living room blabbering away. She said, “You’re blocking the TV.”
Henry walked away cursing and scolding.
Anna glanced at him with a lukewarm gaze and said, “You only got the chance to be in the limelight because of the creative design Jasper gave you. You must remember his kindness.”
Henry said enviously, “Oh, enough, Sis. If we both fart, then my fart will always be the smelly one while Jasper’s will be the fragrant one.”
Anna frowned and criticized him, “How vulgar!”
After thinking for a while, she said again, “You’re right, though.”
Henry nearly vomited blood out of anger.
Jasper came back at the right time, and Henry ran over with a serious expression.
“I heard that the idiot Erik came again today?”
Jasper nodded and roughly told him what had happened.
Henry roared with anger, “F*ck, he’s so arrogant! Should I get some men to put him in a sack and toss him into the sea?”
Jasper was caught between laughter and tears. “You look pretty skilled. You must’ve used this method many times before, huh?”
For the first time ever, Henry was honest. “I’ve used it many times indeed, and it works every time.”
Jasper waved his hand and said, “This is an underhanded trick used by kids and is better kept under the table. It’s no fun, and they’ll also have something to use against you.”
“The Turners sickens me. They turned up at the meeting today as well. Damn, they’re all the same, arrogant as if they’re kings themselves. Like us, they’re also trying to snatch the Olympic Village project.”
Henry said with a sullen expression.
“They won’t be able to snatch it away,” Jasper said lightly.
Since learning about the Olympic Village project, Jasper had regarded this as something that was in his grasp. He would never let anyone touch it.
This was related to his business topology, so even if a much higher-level force came into the picture, Jasper would not give in to them—let alone the Turners.
…
In one of the villas in Swallow Capital, Erik slammed the wine glass in his hand down. The more he thought about it, the more upset he was. He walked back and forth with his hands behind his back and suddenly took out his phone.
“It’s me, Erik.”
“How can I help, Mr. Turner?” On the other end of the phone, a senior executive of Motley Media was heard saying reverently. This person was also Erik’s trustworthy confidant.
“There’s an unusual jump in the company’s stock price today and it has brought a terrible impact. Keep a close eye tomorrow. If the other party continues to acquire stocks, then we will sell the shares on hand. But if he sells his stocks directly, then we will use the company’s funds to take over,” Erik said in a sinister voice.
The senior executive said hesitantly, “Sir, taking over isn’t the main issue here. It’s illegal for the other party to buy and for us to sell. If the Securities Regulatory Commission catches us, then we will be in big trouble.”
Erik roared furiously, “This is my decision. I’m informing you, not discussing it with you. I, the chairman, am responsible for the consequences, so what are you afraid of?! Have you forgotten that I’m a Turner?! Who will have the audacity to control me?!”
