Especially recently, he heard that Chaya Davis has been quite active in those ladies’ circles, nearly turning herself into a peacock, displaying everywhere.
He is definitely going to take down the Wilson Clan, but for now, he doesn’t have the energy to manage it, so allowing Chaya Davis to stir things up a bit will make it easier for him to take over later.
All of his current efforts are focused on collaborating with Peace Group.
A few days passed in a flash.
The elevator dinged, reaching the designated floor. Jas Reed took a deep breath, watching the slowly opening elevator door.
He lifted his foot, stepped forward, and walked out firmly.
As long as he gets through this morning, his position at the Seymour Corporation will rise significantly because of the contract to be finalized shortly.
Thinking of his bright future, all Jas Reed’s nerves turned into excitent, with the speed of his blood flow accelerating a bit, every cell cheering and jumping.
He hardly could contain his desire for ti to pass quicker, so he could show those two old geezers how he stepped on Charles Seymour, whom they favored.
"Hello, we are representatives from the Seymour Corporation." Jas’s assistant approached the front desk and spoke politely.
"Hello, please follow ." The receptionist smiled, leading Jas Reed’s group to the eting room, "Please wait for a mont, our person in charge will be here soon."
"Alright." The assistant replied politely with a smile.
Soone served Jas and his group coffee before leaving the room.
In the eting room, not only were there a few of them, but representatives from both the Clark and White Families had arrived long ago. After the three parties t, they naturally exchanged polite courtesies.
No matter the internal strife, one cannot lose face externally.
Jas Reed sat calmly without a trace of nervousness; he was confident in securing this collaboration with Peace Group.
In terms of strength, he was the strongest among them.
In terms of connections, he had dined with Jim Perry several tis and had a personal relationship.
Jas’s proud gaze was already quite restrained, yet it still caught the eyes of the representatives from the Clark and White Families, who scoffed inwardly, considering him a petty successful man.
They were well aware of what Jas Reed was up to.
This ti, they had done their utmost; if they didn’t co and directly withdrew, they would be unwilling.
Even though Jas Reed had done many things, the two families didn’t believe that the Seymour Corporation would be the final winner. Even with just a glimr of hope, they wouldn’t give up.
"Everyone, why don’t we have a al together after signing the contract later?" Jas Reed suggested with a smile, "We’ve already reserved a table at the hotel across the street."
The faces of the Clark and White families’ representatives turned dark imdiately; what did Jas Reed an by this?
Too confident, wasn’t he?
Was he already preparing for the celebration banquet?
"The results aren’t announced yet; Mr. Reed, booking the table was a bit premature." The Clark Family representative spoke coldly.
"Really? Then let’s wait and see." Jas Reed replied with a proud smile.
Suddenly, there was a gentle knock on the eting room door, catching everyone’s attention inside; the Seymour Corporation’s person in charge had arrived!
The door slowly opened, and a strong yet not young hand pressed on the door handle. With the door’s gradual opening, his elegantly tailored suit and appearance unfolded slowly like a movie’s slow-motion scene before everyone’s eyes.
"Sorry to keep you all waiting." The newcor smiled slightly at everyone in the eting room, shocking them as if hit by lightning.
How could it be him?!
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