At Sonnex Corp.Irvin leisurely sipped his coffee. Ever since Keith got married to Valerie, Irvin had gradually begun to delegate more responsibilities. Nowadays, most of the company's affairs were handled by Keith. A few years ago, a priest from the Celestial Sage Sanctum had enlightened Keith, enabling him to shoulder the heavy responsibilities of Sonnex Corp. Over these years, Keith had indeed transformed, now fully capable of independently managing various aspects.Irvin's visits to the company were now more about inspecting the foundation laid by the Sonnex family and enjoying some coffee and a stroll. He rarely involved himself in company matters, yet everyone, including Keith, knew that his word still carried significant weight.Today's announcement was arranged by Irvin himself.Keith didn't question it—he knew that the new mayor had been eyeing the Innova Group. Sylvia's call undoubtedly meant that the Innova Group was dissatisfied with Donald.Keith voiced his concern.

Donald suddenly remembered to ask about Sylvia’s background. They both shared the surname Williams, and he speculated that they might be related.Sylvester did not hesitate and replied, "Mr. Ford, you seem unaware. Sylvia of the Innova Group is indeed my younger and only sister!"Donald was taken aback. Suddenly, everything made sense! Williams Corp.'s announcement to cut off funding now appeared completely reasonable."Mr. Williams..." Donald understood the gravity of the situation. "You cannot act so impulsively. This affects many people in Salt City. You—"Sylvester raised his hand to interrupt. "Mr. Ford, you misunderstand. We are not acting on impulse. We truly have no money. We're already struggling and can't squeeze any more out. It's impossible to prioritize a grand scheme over the livelihoods of our tens of thousands of employees."Donald said no more and left, furious. He was now convinced that the Innova Group, Sonnex Corp., and Williams Corp. had conspired to put him i

Robert was astounded by how accommodating Eric was. He had only come to casually complain, not expecting Eric to offer up money to pay the salaries. What more could he say?Robert's team quickly calculated the amount needed, and Eric, without hesitation, instructed the bank to transfer the funds.Upon confirming the transaction, Robert promptly told his team, "Disburse the salaries immediately. I fear if we delay, someone might intercept the funds!"He was particularly wary of Donald. With money involved, Donald would certainly have his eyes on it. Many departments in Salt City wouldn't receive their salaries for three months. Even if Donald secured the funds, he probably wouldn’t disburse them.It was straightforward logic: in Donald’s position, if he declared that salaries wouldn’t be paid, they wouldn’t be—money or no money.Otherwise, how would he maintain his authority? Declaring no pay and then paying would be like contradicting himself.After profusely thanking Eric, Rober

Robert was taken aback when people started returning, even more so as the number of visitors gradually increased.After sending off Donald and his entourage, he hoped to settle down and organize some documents, but no sooner had he sat down than someone arrived!"Robert!" A voice called out cheerfully as a man walked in.Robert looked up, recognizing the visitor. "Pattel, back so soon?"The man, Pattel Mork, chuckled awkwardly. He was a leader too and had received notice that salaries wouldn’t be paid for the next three months, causing an uproar among his subordinates. It was a tough situation for him as well. He had met Eric a few times, though they had barely exchanged words. nevertheless, they were at least acquainted.Settling into a chair, Pattel rubbed his hands together. "Robert, everyone knows you have a good relationship with Mr. Johnson…"Robert immediately grasped the nature of the visit. He remained impassive.Pattel continued. "Look, we’ve all put our hearts and sou

Everyone moved quickly. The moment Donald had an idea, the money was already gone. It couldn’t be helped. If they had acted any slower, the funds might have vanished anyway. Using the money to pay everyone's salaries was the right thing to do. If Donald decided to criticize, they would just let him. After all, everyone was doing it; no one was going to be singled out. As long as the lower ranks were kept steady, the work could continue smoothly. Donald was frustrated. His headaches weren’t just about the money for those projects but also the repercussions of redirecting salary funds.Eric had put forth a considerable amount of money, changing everyone's view of him.Donald sensed that Eric’s influence over the people had likely surpassed his own.The last time Eric came and punched Donald, no one intervened. If Eric returned, not only would no one stop him, but they might even cheer him on.Upon thinking about this, Donald's eyes brightened. He slapped the table and declared, "