Salute To The General -
Chapter 2292
The headquarters of Novah Pharmaceutical Company in Ariarica was as huge as a town. It had several buildings, and one could replace everything there, including bars and restaurants. It resembled a small, private kingdom. The main building itself was a skyscraper that had eighty-eight floors. It was the most captivating building of all.
At that moment, the gate of the headquarters opened up, and a Lincoln limousine drove in with a few Rolls-Royces following behind.
In the back seat of the first vehicle, Kristoff and Bowen were drinking red wine and chatting away while enjoying the scenery.
The latter was a worldly man, but when he saw the armed guards who were dressed in black suits, he looked shocked in spite of himself. "The headquarters of Novah Pharmaceutical Company is indeed magnificent and spectacular. The tight security here is almost comparable to that of the White House!"
Kristoff chuckled. "Our headquarters is also known as the mini-White
House."
"Come to think of it, this is my first time meeting the Chairman of Novah Pharmaceutical Company, Mr.
Quentin Perez. Kristoff, I wonder what kind of person he is?"
As President of Novah
Pharmaceutical Company, Kristoff often gave off a domineering attitude.
However, at the mention of Quentin, he appeared fearful. "Mr. Camden, our boss' character is as deep as the Pacific Ocean. He can be very unpredictable. He is a gentleman, a nobility, a businessman, a scholar, a ruler, and also an assassin. He can shake your hand and be very nice to you. At the same time, he can also cut your flesh off and devour your blood while smiling at you. All the employees are always very wary of him. We have to be on top of our game. If one ever displeases him in the slightest, one may not live to see the next sunrise. Mr. Camden, my advice for you will be to treat him with courtesy and due respect when you meet him later, even though you're a world-renowned millionaire. This is crucial for your own survival."
When Bowen heard that, he was taken aback. In fact, he was starting to regret accepting Quentin's invitation to meet for the discussion.
Just then, the cars arrived at the main building of Novah Pharmaceutical Company.
A security guard ran over to open the door.
Together with their respective subordinates, Bowen and Kristoff got down from the car.
A bald man dressed in a butler's attire came up to them and said impassively, "Mr. Young, Mr. Camden, the boss has been waiting for you for a while now. Please take the VIP elevator up to the rooftop to meet him!" Bowen was somewhat in shock. Rooftop?Why is he meeting us on the rooftop?
Feeling doubtful, he went into the elevator with Kristoff and the rest.
After they reached the rooftop, he realized that the place was a huge outdoor entertainment center.
There was a pool, a garden, and even a golf course!
The boss of the world's largest pharmaceutical company, Quentin Perez, was dressed in casual clothes and playing a round of golf.
Standing next to him was a gorgeous female caddie wearing a bikini. There were several muscular bodyguards surrounding him.
Kristoff walked up cautiously. "Sir, Mr. Camden is here to discuss the collaboration. He wants to eliminate Nathan, procure Cross Corporation, and-"
Quentin stuck a finger out. "Shh!"
Kristoff stopped immediately.
It was only then Bowen and Kristoff realized that there was a man kneeling on the ground with his limbs fully bound and his mouth gagged not far away from them. There was fear in his eyes.
Before the two could figure out what was going on, Quentin swung his club suddenly, and the golfball flew out like a cannon.
Bam'.
It shattered the man's head, and his brain splattered all over the ground.
Quentin was very satisfied with the result of his swing as he threw the golf club into the bikini-clad caddie. With a beaming face, he walked toward Bowen with open arms and spoke in perfect Eurasian, "Haha! Mr. Camden, welcome."
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