Sebastian returned to his desk, lit a cigarette, and took a long puff. He then tapped on the desk witha slender finger, signaling the vice president to pass him the project document, which he proceededto review then and there. Several minutes later, he finished reading the report and tossed thedocument onto his desk. “What's the problem with what she said?” “Pardon me, sir?” Sebastian'sreaction was so different from his own, so much so that the vice president became baffled in aninstant. Sebastian leveled an icy glare at him. “The chairman wants to sell his company, but then hewants to own it too. How is that different from a whore claiming that she’s still a virgin? Telling himto take his GDP to Wall Street is a relatively polite comeback, in my opinion.If I were the one who answered that call, I would have told him to set his bloody factory and himselfon fire!” The vice president was certainly not expecting that. For a full five seconds, he stared blanklyat the foul-mouthed president before him. He was so flummoxed that he had forgotten what hewanted to say. /s it really that serious? It was merely a matter of letting the old owner become thenew shareholder. This had happened in other companies too.So why did it become such a major issue here? The vice president could not understand what wason Sebastian's mind. But if he had a deeper understanding of finance, he might get the gist of it.Allowing such behavior would be akin to approving the other party's investment using alternatemeans. Due to their identity as the previous owner, according to the rules, they could have manyrights as a shareholder after becoming one themselves. This was equivalent to putting old wine in anew bottle. Hence, what was the point of the acquisition in the first place?The vice president eventually left in a fluster. Luke came knocking after he heard about the incident.He was perplexed as to how such an employee existed in their company. Who is this haughty personwho dared to bicker with a client so blatantly? “Mr. Hayes, I've talked to the Marketing Department. Itwasn't them, and they have no idea who it was either.” “Find that person. Whoever did it has a solidunderstanding of finance and could be helpful to the company,” Sebastian instructed after listeningto Luke's report. He then started burying himself in work. He might have a bad temper, but hewould never spare a good talent whenever he came across one. Luke nodded and agreed to carryout the investigation. Just when he was about to leave, he incidentally spotted a piece of paper onhis boss’ desk. The message on it was written in another language."Oh. Mr. Hayes, what's this?” Bewildered, he reached out and picked it up. Sebastian looked towardLuke when he heard a stir. Surprise crept up his face as well. “Jetroinian? Mr. Hayes, I didn't knowyou can write Jetroinian. At least, I haven't seen you do it before. It looks neat! Wow, you're reallytalented!” Luke was stunned when he realized that it was Jetroinian written on the scrap paper. Heregarded his boss in amazement, unable to believe what he was seeing. Indeed, Sebastian had neverwritten Jetroinian in the company. As a matter of fact, he knew the language.He just did not write it much because there was little need for it. Moreover, few companiesdemanded the Hayes Corporation to communicate in their language. So, exactly who scribbled theseJetroinian words on this piece of paper? More importantly, who had the guts to barge into my office?Sebastian took in the note with solemn eyes, only to replace that the words were beautifully writtenindeed. The handwriting was graceful yet unmistakably firm, as free-flowing as nature intended.Even the Jetroinian translator recruited by the company could not write the letters as neatly. As forits content... “Nikkawa-Gen? Acquisition?” “What? Mr. Hayes, what do you mean?” Luke wasinstantly shocked when he heard those words. Isn't this what they were just talking about? It actuallyhappened in Mr. Hayes’ office! In that case, does that mean the call was received and answered here?Oh God! Who could it be? I most certainly wouldn't do such a thing, and Mr. Hayes just returned to thecompany with me. Who else would dare to enter this office? This is the president's office. Usually, otherthan Mr. Hayes and I, no one else would dare to enter without permission. Unless... An utterly absurdidea suddenly emerged in his mind. He immediately turned to face the president and found that theman had the same reaction he had. Holding the note between his fingers, the president hadstopped talking, but on his face hung a grave expression. He examined the note in his hand beforehis eyes flitted to the sofa at the other end of the room, where several Lego blocks could be found.Things were becoming increasingly strange indeed.How mortifying! ... Meanwhile, Sasha had taken lan back to Frontier Bay. Just as she expected, bythe time she brought lan back, Frederick was already long gone. Peace was once again restored tothe villa. However, there was something odd about the place. Even the pesky housemaid Berta wasnowhere to be seen."Oh, are you wondering about Berta? Mr. Hayes thought she was getting old and seemed to beslacking in her work, so he dismissed her. I'm the new housemaid. You can call me Wendy.” The newhousemaid seemed nice. Wendy noticed the doubtful look on Sasha's face and actively explainedthe story behind her employment to Sasha. Berta has been dismissed? Just as well, I don't like hervery much. Sasha felt a little better. She decided to stay here and accompany lan until it was time tofetch Matteo and Vivian from preschool. Although she hated this place and did not want to stay fora minute longer, lan was her child, so as long as he was here, she would endure it no matter howuncomfortable she felt. Sasha stayed until about four o'clock in the afternoon. Then, she was readyto head back.
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