The quiet eting room.
Oliver Johnson sat at the head of the long table, explaining Hush Sky’s developnt plan for the next six months.
Suddenly, the door of the eting room was opened, and Asher Land appeared in the room wearing a perfectly tailored suit with a strong presence.
Inside the eting room, there was first a dead silence, then it turned into whispers.
"President Johnson, surely you wouldn’t mind attending this eting, would you?" Asher Land smiled in a harmless manner, "Recently, it was my oversight. I hold thirty percent of Hush Sky’s shares, as a major shareholder, it seems I haven’t contributed much to the developnt of your company."
Asher Land used to have no ti to manage Hush Sky, as the affairs of Golden Era were sufficient to occupy him, plus he had promised Sophie Smith to let Hush Sky be, so in the past, he hadn’t intervened in the internal managent of Hush Sky, and each ti only sent his representative. But this ti, it was different.
The discussion grew louder, but Asher Land ignored it. Robert Williams pulled out a chair, and Asher Land sat down directly.
"What? President Johnson, not opening the eting? Or are you afraid I’ll hear so of your company’s secrets?" He gave a light laugh, "Don’t be so distant, now my role is one of Hush Sky Group’s shareholders, not Asher Land from Golden Era Consortium, at least for now, my heart is loyal to Hush Sky."
Standing behind Asher Land, Robert Williams had three black lines appearing on his forehead, it turned out that his own boss was quite adept at speaking pleasantries.
Oliver Johnson’s self-control was also excellent, facing Asher Land’s unexpected provocation, he remained calm and composed.
"It’s really troubleso for President Land to specially co to participate in the eting." Oliver Johnson said courteously, and continued with the previous topic.
On the screen, there appeared a design drawing, and Asher Land’s gaze also fell on it.
"Yesterday, Hush Sky Group successfully bid for a piece of land in the Green Fields Suburb. As everyone knows, the Green Fields Suburb is picturesque and has good feng shui, so Hush Sky decided to build a resort there, this is the design drawing,..."
"President Johnson, sorry to interrupt you." Asher Land suddenly spoke, locking his gaze on Oliver Johnson.
"What is the land price in the Green Fields Suburb? How much did you spend to acquire the land, President Johnson?"
"One billion."
"President Johnson, your one billion might be wasted." Asher Land twirled the pen in his hand casually, with an enigmatic smile on his lips.
"President Land, what do you an by this?"
"Oh, nothing much. I just wanted to share so of Golden Era’s plans. Yesterday, so shareholders from Golden Era’s board also spoke to , saying the feng shui is good in the Green Fields Suburb, so they also wanted to buy a piece of land nearby to build sothing. Coincidentally, they spent thirty million to buy a piece of land near yours, although it’s not as good as yours, but building a cetery doesn’t have the sa criteria as building a resort..."
The faces of dozens of people in the eting room darkened upon hearing this.
A cetery next to the resort?
Who on earth would dare to vacation there?!
"Asher Land, don’t push people too far!" Henry Johnson slamd the table and stood up, his face full of anger.
"Second Young Master Johnson, don’t be angry. I’m just kindly reminding you, if you’re determined to build, it’s possible. Let’s see who finishes first then?"
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