The news about the Morgan family’s attitude quickly hit the internet.
Everett Morgan was surrounded by journalists at the company entrance, and he responded boldly with, "None of your damn business!"
After leaving from Hale Villa, he got surrounded by journalists again, and all his wife’s responses were put online.
The Morgan family garnered a lot of praise from this incident!
Inside the Morgan Villa.
Jasmine read the news over and over, "Well, this ti the netizens are quite rational; they’re not spouting nonsense."
Online, people were saying not to implicate family mbers; own up to your own actions.
So professionals even analyzed that generally family mbers wouldn’t know about the corruption of high officials.
Because the fewer people who know, the safer it is.
"See now? Impulsiveness is the devil," Jasmine set down the tablet, stood up, and looked at the middle-aged man standing not far away, wondering what he was thinking.
Everett Morgan had no choice but to swallow his resentnt.
"Everett, we’re being closely watched by the outside world now," Jasmine walked towards him, "Even if we weren’t, we should act with integrity; I can’t do anything as despicable as kicking soone when they’re down!"
"Alright, alright, isn’t the stance clear? Why say so much?"
At that mont, the phone he held in his palm rang, and the caller ID was Justin Kingston??
"Hello, CEO Kingston."
Everett Morgan answered with deep suspicion.
Jasmine didn’t know what Justin Kingston said; the call ended quickly.
After hanging up, Everett Morgan felt a twinge in his heart, and his face didn’t look very good.
"What happened?" Jasmine asked, "What did he want?" She had seen the caller ID earlier; it was Justin Kingston.
"Didn’t say much, just said to et at The Nova Dragon Club at two in the afternoon," Everett Morgan recalled Justin Kingston’s tone, "He seed quite gentle, though."
"Then go," Jasmine said casually, "If he invites you, can you not go?"
Indeed, Justin Kingston’s reputation is sothing any businessman would give face to, right?
So Everett Morgan prepared to head out.
Kingston Group.
In the CEO’s office, Justin Kingston also saw the online news; the dia had interviewed the Morgan family.
Everett Morgan’s "None of your damn business!" was truly bold and powerful.
And Jasmine’s words in the car, her stance was also particularly firm.
"The Morgan family’s performance today didn’t disappoint you, did it?" Mia Lane gently placed a docunt on his desk.
"All sorted?" Justin Kingston glanced down.
Mia Lane nodded, "Yes, and the contract is there. I wish you a successful signing."
Justin Kingston slightly smiled, feeling gratified, "I understand Everett Morgan’s temper a bit; this ti he was unexpected, but it’s good, it shows he’s worth it."
"So you’re eager to discuss cooperation with him?" Mia Lane laughed.
"It’s just that I didn’t have any scheduled plans this afternoon, so I thought I’d settle this matter first," Justin Kingston looked up, smiling, "President Lane, would you like to join?"
"I won’t go; you n can discuss work, what would I be doing there?" Mia Lane tilted her head and glanced at him, "I’ll stay behind, keep an eye on things for you, and handle any ergencies, you go ahead without worry!"
An hour later—
Riventhal’s most upscale Nova Dragon Club, every corner displaying the brilliance of a design master.
The parking lot was neatly lined with luxury cars, the most eye-catching Lamborghini had already arrived.
After getting out of the car, Everett Morgan walked towards the specific room number Justin Kingston had sent.
The reception room was very large, the environnt was excellent, indoor potted plants over two ters high, and upon entering, there was a faint scent of Earl Grey tea.
Standing by the window, Justin Kingston turned at the sound of footsteps, "Chairman Morgan, you’re here? Please, have a seat."
"Hello, CEO Kingston."
Everett Morgan was two decades older than Justin Kingston; while his business wasn’t as successful, he had plenty of experience and was a successful businessman with a naturally strong presence.
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