“Let’s toast to the successful listing of Sena tomorrow!”
Jameson was good at creating a celebratory atmosphere. In other words, he was extremely aware about some of the social norms of the upper-class in the United States.
Therefore, his behaviors and actions were all catered to please the people within these circles.
Everyone immediately reciprocated to his cues and prompts.
After all, with Jasper’s solid track record and Todd’s favoritism, most of them now wished to get their hands on some of Sena’s pre-IPO allocation.
Jasper was not stingy about this either.
He generously allocated another 10 million US dollars to each and every person that was present at the banquet.
10 million US dollars was not a small sum of money to Jasper, but he did not have to worry about earning money when he was on Wall Street. This was an important investment to forge more amicable connections.
Although a total quota of 10 million US dollars did not sound like a lot, everyone knew that the share price would spike once Sena got listed. If they invested a total of a million US dollars right now, it was likely that it would soon rise to 5 or even 8 million US dollars not too long after.
Nobody would reject the opportunity to earn easy money.
These elites of Wall Street, who were close associates of Colossal Investments, showed a high amount of admiration for Jasper due to his sensible way of handling things.
The banquet then officially commenced, at which point everyone sought an opportunity to talk to Jasper. During the entire process, Jasper received a lot of business cards.
His 10 million US dollar investment had started to show its efficacy almost instantly.
Meanwhile, Jack and the others had started mingling around as well. They began making toasts with the elites from Wall Street.
Although these elites did not have much individual power on their own, the widespread effects brought about by their favor toward Sena were clear.
Jack and the others were beyond delighted to get acquainted with these elites.
Besides, Jack had once been a prestigious professional manager from Weresoft. He wouldn’t be out of place at a time like this.
In addition to the Wall Street elites that had been invited to this banquet, some senior leaders from Colossal Investments had attended the event as well.
The vice-president and two directors were at the banquet right now.
It was an event that was of a considerable scale.
Everyone treated Jasper with a high degree of friendliness and kindness except for one person.
William.
Standing by the corner, William watched Jasper skillfully weave his way through the crowd with a heavy gaze. He had a stiff expression on his face due to his overwhelming jealousy.
Initially, he had intended to embarrass Jasper. He had even made a pact with a few of the elites whom he was close to, and they had planned to humiliate Jasper when the banquet commenced.
However, Jasper had easily resolved the incident at the entrance. The elites whom he was close to had long forgotten their agreement–they were currently thinking about the benefits that the pre-IPO allocation that they had just received would bring to them in the future.
“F*cking b*stard, what a group of short-sighted country bumpkins!” William cursed under his breath harshly.
“Hey hey hey, come over here.”
Just as William was consumed by infuriation, the voice of a young man rang out.
It had been a long time since someone addressed him with a simple “hey”. William turned around and stared at the man with an icy gaze.
The man had despicable facial features that were characteristic of Somerland, and he seemed to be around Jasper’s age.
William identified this person’s name from the name list of Jasper’s accompanying executives. This man was Henry Law.
He heard that he was from the wealthy second generation in Somerland.
William’s lips curved in disdain.
What kind of wealthy second generation could come out from a backward country like Somerland?
He had to be a country bumpkin that did not even know how to drink coffee, but thought that he was a nobleman just because he possessed a small amount of money.
“I’m calling you. Why are you daydreaming?”
Henry frowned in distaste. Were the hotel attendants in New York all so stuck-up? He did not seem to pay their guests any heed although he was clearly calling out to him.
Clad in a business suit, William did not engage in conversation with anyone or eat anything; He simply stood stiffly by the corner. Therefore, Henry had mistaken him as a hotel attendant.
“What is it?” William asked, suppressing the blazing fury within him.
“Go and get me a cocktail. Occasions like these are really boring,” Henry said in an idle tone.
William finally got a grasp of the situation at hand. Did Henry Law mistake him for a hotel attendant?
Rage surged through him immediately as he pinned a frigid gaze upon Henry and asked, “Don’t you have legs? What do you take me for?”
Henry frowned. He was growing impatient.
“Do you want a tip?” Henry asked. He then pulled out a bill from his pocket and threw it at William. “Sure, today is my brother-in-law’s special day. I’d rather not hold a grudge against you. I’ve given you the tip. Go get me a cocktail at once,” he said.
“…”
William stared at the ten-dollar bill in his hands. He felt like entire being, from his body to his soul, was being greatly humiliated at that moment.
“I’m not a hotel attendant!” William said stonily while gritting his teeth.
“Why are you standing here if you aren’t a hotel attendant?” Henry asked as he stared straight at him with an odd glance. He frowned again. “Do you think that the tip is inadequate?” He asked.
His words caused William to burst out in a fit of anger. He stared at Henry impassively and said, “Take your damn money back, you f*cking Somerland monkey.”
Who was Henry Law?
As one of the top members of the wealthy second generation, others had to thank him for his mercy if he chose to spare them.
William’s indolent attitude already triggered Henry’s temper. If this occasion was not important to Jasper, Henry would have slapped him in the face right there and then.
As soon as William insulted him, an overcast expression formed on Henry’s face.
Henry, who preferred actions over words, picked up a piece of cake from the platter of food on the banquet table and smashed it into William’s face without saying a single word.
William did not expect Henry to spring into action straight away. He was taken aback by swift movements.
Right then, Henry, who was overwhelmed with fury, kicked him right in the stomach.
Although Henry was not a martial arts master like Julian, he was pretty close. He had learnt a few moves from him, and also went to the gym quite frequently. Therefore, it was impossible for William to stand up against him.
William shouted out loud as Henry kicked him. He then fell down and sprawled onto the ground.
The loud ruckus immediately attracted everyone’s attention.
Unlike in Somerland, the elites from Wall Street crowded around the scene and started watching them excitedly instead of showing fear or disgust when they caught sight of a physical scuffle.
Jasper made his way over as well.
“What’s wrong?” He asked.
Henry grinned widely at Jasper and said, “This idiot called me a Somerland monkey, so I wanted to create some entertainment for your banquet.”
Henry thought that Jasper would stop him, but he nodded instead. He glanced at William and said, “Do whatever you want, but don’t kill him.”
