Ethan Seymour felt a surge of anger rise in his chest, almost causing him to pass out!
This, this, this bastard!
Is this an attempt to make him die of anger?
"Brother, Dad just doesn’t want to see you wasting ti like this." Jas Reed quickly forced a concerned smile, patiently explaining to Charles Seymour, "Dad doesn’t an anything else; he just thinks that living off dividends isn’t good, so he wants you to work at Seymour Corporation to learn about the company’s affairs."
Charles Seymour said nothing, but his dark eyes, darker and colder than night, stared at Jas without any emotion, making Jas inexplicably nervous, as if an invisible giant hand was squeezing his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Jas felt the muscles on his face stiffen, trying hard to maintain that smile to express his "sincerity" as much as possible: "Brother, the company will still be managed by the two of us. If you don’t co and get more involved now, it’ll be chaotic to manage later on."
Jas’s words finally elicited a reaction from Charles Seymour: "With you... managing Seymour Corporation?"
Hearing this, Jas laughed and said, "It’s mainly you managing, Brother, I’m just there to assist."
This was Jas’s way of indicating he would relinquish power.
He would contribute without claiming power, what a good brother, what a filial son.
No matter if Charles Seymour believed it or not, Ethan Seymour certainly did, grunting with dissatisfaction: "Him managing and you assisting? Does he even know what he’s doing?"
"So many people’s hard work is in the company. If he leads, won’t he run the company into the ground?" Ethan’s words hit Jas’s sweet spot. As long as Ethan distrusted Charles, Jas was assured.
Of course, he wasn’t stupid enough to expose his ambitions, shaking his head with a smile: "Dad, Brother is the elder, naturally the company should be entrusted to him, I’ll just assist from the side. As long as the company is doing well, we are brothers, why distinguish between primary and secondary roles?"
Jas’s respectful humility greatly satisfied Ethan Seymour. Look at Jas’s attitude, then look at that little bastard!
"Managing the company should be based on ability, not age." Ethan decided to first give Charles a warning, to prevent this bastard from using his age to bully Jas.
Charles calmly looked at Ethan and gave him one word: "Get lost!"
"You..." Ethan was about to lose his mind with rage, shouting furiously, "You just want that position in Seymour Corporation, don’t you? Let tell you, I’m not dead yet! The company isn’t yours to decide!"
This little bastard, he simply said a fair word and this bastard couldn’t stand it, what an ingrate!
"Tell , Mr. Seymour, when did my husband say he was going to Seymour Corporation?" Sophie Wilson asked mockingly.
Her husband was excellent in every way, except sotis he was too direct.
Expressing his thoughts simply and directly was fine, but it depended on the other party’s intelligence.
Clearly, those two were used to talking to themselves, not realizing how hilarious their actions were in her husband’s eyes like circus clowns.
Her husband didn’t like talking to these two clowns, so she would.
Mmm, she did enjoy the feeling of putting people in their place.
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