Since both parties were willing, Jasper got the chance to meet Malcolm three days later.
The only difference from any normal meeting was that Malcolm had requested it to be a family meeting instead. This meant that both families were to bring their wives and children, if any. Their discussion would then be held in a more relaxed and calm environment.
Jasper was not surprised.
Malcolm had always been a family man and such a request was most likely for him to test out if he could work with his employer’s temperament.
The relationship between a professional manager and his employer was not to be neglected. A frigid relationship would only end in a lose-lose situation.
The more top-notch the professional manager, the more requirements they had for their employer.
“Do you think Mr. Malibu and his wife will like our gift?”
Wendy asked worriedly on the way to the meeting.
Jasper smiled. “Top-notch professional managers like him start with earning tens of millions of US dollars a year, and they get company dividends too. Money is the last of their problems, so giving them unique trinkets might earn their favor.”
Wendy blinked and replied, “This meeting seems to matter a lot to you.”
Jasper stared out the window where the scenery vanished behind him and sighed. “I don’t have much of a choice. The company’s getting bigger and I’m only one man. My power alone isn’t enough to build JW up.”
Jasper was well aware of his own shortcomings. While the memories from his past life were the biggest advantage he had, his memories were also beginning to stray further from the current reality thanks to his involvement. There was no way Jasper could completely rely on them for the rest of his life.
The heavy responsibility to build up his enterprise still depended on his abilities.
While Jasper admitted that he had an average amount of knowledge about finance and investment, just about enough to support him, he was completely out of his depth when it came to modernized enterprise management and building company structure.
He had no other choice but to ask someone else for help.
Thank goodness that while talents were expensive to recruit, they were available as long as you were willing to pay the price.
“I’ll do my best to help you too,” Wendy spoke gently, knowing that Jasper had been under a lot of stress lately.
Jasper pinched Wendy’s nose adoringly and spoke, “All you need to do is be the woman of the house. Just take full control and authority over my finances.”
“What if I take your money and run?” Wendy pushed Jasper’s hand away and chided.
“You’re mine, aren’t you? Why would I be afraid of you running with my money?” Jasper asked with an arched brow.
“Who said I was yours? In your dreams!”
“Then who else do you belong to, hmm? Give me a name, I’ll kill him.”
“Oh my God, stop.”
As the host, Jasper was the one who chose the venue of the meal. Instead of choosing a high-class five-star hotel, he chose a famous underground restaurant in Nauritus City.
The owner of the restaurant was Dawson’s old friend and Dawson liked to drop by for meals when he was free. Jasper had been here before and the food was delicious.
Once they arrived, Jasper alighted the car and walked toward the restaurant while talking to Wendy.
They happened to meet a group of people coincidentally.
The man walking in front was a chubby middle-aged man with a big forehead and large ears. There was an eye-catching LV belt around his waist and it shimmered under the light. It was almost as brightly as the oleaginous surface of his face.
The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw Jasper and his expression immediately morphed into anger.
He was Marlon Bailey, the largest general merchandise distributor in Mustiece Province, Southeast Province’s neighbor.
He had originally come to Southeast Province through connections and landed a large order with Melody Electronics. Not only had he put in favors with many people here and there just for this order, but he had also paid for everything in advance.
