A dinner eting lasting a full three hours finally brought the engagent negotiations to a rough agreent between the two families.
In the end, both families were quite satisfied, but when Old Mrs. Wilson returned ho, she found Erie was still there, and her face darkened imdiately: "Why are you still here?"
"Dad, the issue with Sophie Wilson sending a lawyer’s letter hasn’t been resolved yet," Erie said angrily. "Do I really have to apologize in the newspapers? No way!"
Old Mrs. Wilson was almost driven mad with anger: "Haven’t you caused enough trouble?"
What on earth was she thinking?
So many things happened today, and all she can think about is whether to apologize or not?
"Get out of my sight!" Old Mrs. Wilson yelled, pointing at the door. He didn’t want to see her at all now!
"What are you doing? Why are you yelling at your daughter?" Old Mrs. Wilson wasn’t having it, Erie was her precious daughter, "Benjamin, take Erie ho first."
Seeing that Erie still wanted to say sothing, Old Mrs. Wilson softly reassured her, "I’ll talk to your dad. Don’t worry. Listen to , go back and have a good rest, you just had a relapse this afternoon."
Her body did still feel a bit unwell, and after getting the guarantee from Old Mrs. Wilson, Erie reluctantly agreed, "Mom, I’m not going to apologize."
"I know, I know." Old Mrs. Wilson patted Erie’s hand affectionately.
Only then did Erie leave with Benjamin Walton.
"Why are you making a fuss with the kids? Look at you, Erie isn’t well, why do you make her anxious? And Mason, he’s our only son, and you drove him away, who will we rely on in the future?" Old Mrs. Wilson complained.
"What else should I do? Watch the marriage between the Wilson Clan and the Seymour Family fall apart and let the Wilson Clan miss out on a further opportunity?" Old Mrs. Wilson’s confident words left Old Mrs. Wilson silently closing her mouth.
"As for Mason... hmph." Old Mrs. Wilson said confidently, "Where else can he go after leaving the Wilson Clan? Just find any company to be a manager? In the entire Imperial City, apart from the Seymour, Clark, and White, is there a better company than the Wilson Corporation? Now that the Seymour, Clark, and White have a competitive relationship, would the Clark and White families hire soone from the Wilson Clan, who is about to marry into the Seymour Family, as a manager?"
"He’ll co crawling back sooner or later!" Old Mrs. Wilson’s final word sealed Mason’s future choices.
As for Mason, who was destined to return to the Wilson Corporation, he was currently sitting in the car, asking Charles Seymour: "Will I go there directly as a manager?"
"Yes." Charles Seymour nodded, "My current manager has always been overseas before and is definitely not as familiar with the dostic market as you are, Uncle."
Mason nodded, not declining, "The managent overseas is indeed more systematic and advanced in many ways, but a complete transplant can easily fail to take root. Once I join the company, I’ll first streamline things and take over the business as soon as possible."
Mason understood then, Charles Seymour must have co into so money and, after listening to so so-called expert advice, thought that hiring foreign managent personnel could run the company smoothly.
This was actually a mistake that beginners easily make, but fortunately, he had experience in managing companies and would sort things out properly for him.
Charles Seymour’s company shouldn’t be large, making it easier to streamline.
"Once the company’s business is sorted out, we can find opportunities to continue expanding outward," Mason said with a smile, as a son-in-law’s company certainly needed support for growth.
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