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BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 198-An Event
"The Hamu Family?” Dixon raised an eyebrow. “I’ve never heard of them.” Families that only controlled their own territory never caught Dixon’s attention. Besides, they weren’t worth hearing about. Bondo nodded and didn’t say much more. He had already prepared all the information about the Hamu Family. He knew that this family would only be a minor nuisance to Dixon, not a real threat. He simply wanted to inform Dixon. “Bondo, our information network must extend beyond this capital. Do you understand what I mean?” Dixon said, looking at Bondo. Dixon wanted a territory far larger than this. He needed Bondo to continue expanding so their intelligence network could cover a much wider area. “Understood,” Bondo nodded. He knew Dixon’s ambition. If someone wanted to create trouble for Hamilton Group, Dixon wouldn’t care as long as it wasn’t a major issue. In fact, he could use this as an opportunity to train Diana. And if it was a big problem… well, what kind of serious tro
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 199-Roker Hamu
"More than ten representatives came, and some of them were even from other regions," Diana said. "I’m surprised." "That just means the influence of Hamilton Group is growing," Dixon replied. "It’s only a matter of time before Hamilton Group attracts even more attention, so you should be prepared." "Competition between companies is like waging a war with military strategy," Dixon added. *** Dixon mentioned that he wanted to organize a business meeting, and all the bosses in Okla's illegal circle eagerly responded to his call. They competed to set it up, hoping to seize this valuable opportunity. Of course, Dixon was more than happy to let them take care of it. He himself had no interest in dealing with such minor matters. In no time, the date and venue for the event were determined, and invitations were printed according to Diana's specifications. Everyone who received an invitation was an influential figure in Okla. Some representatives from other cities were also in
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 200-At the Parking Area
“Alright, now, you don’t have to attend the party tonight,” “Hurry up and finish what you’re working on,” Roker said to Agex. Then, he stood up, removed his clothes, and walked into the bathroom. “I’m giving you one month. After that, you’d better make sure no one wants to work with the Hamilton Group anymore,” Roker continued. “Okay!” Agex nodded and left the room. Roker showered, sprayed cologne on his body, and dressed impeccably. He looked at his almost perfect body in the mirror and smiled. “Diana, you will be mine!” He was determined to bring down the Hamilton Group, and he would not let Diana slip away either. To him, Diana was unlike any other woman; he had never felt anything like what he felt for her. After changing into his outfit, Roker’s chauffeur drove him to the party. *** Meanwhile, Diana was also ready. Her evening gown accentuated her elegant and curvaceous figure. “Stunning,” Dixon looked her over several times and finally nodded. “Let’s go. I’ll t
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 201-Stop!
He was just a driver, but he was used to bullying others because of his employer’s power. However, Dixon’s earlier glare sent shivers down his spine. “Damn it! That bastard!” The driver gritted his teeth and parked his car directly in front of Dixon’s, blocking his way. If Dixon dared to hit this car, worth over $10 million, it would bankrupt him! After all, Dixon couldn’t afford to offend the owner of this car—or so the driver thought. After parking the car, the driver shot a glare at Dixon’s BMW, sneered to himself, and quickly headed toward the hotel. He rushed to the entrance, only to see Dixon was already there. The sight left him stunned. He drives that cheap BMW, and yet he’s eligible to attend this event too? “You’re so slow,” Roker remarked, chatting with someone near the entrance as he gave his driver a disappointed look. “Where’s my invitation card?” The driver handed the invitation to him, smiling sheepishly. “Apologies, Young Master Roker, something came up
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 202-YOU...
When Dixon heard someone calling him, he turned around and asked, “What is it?” “Which company are you from? Where’s your invitation card? Don’t you know you can’t enter this party without an invitation card?” Khaled tilted his head slightly, sneering at Dixon as if he were vastly superior. “If you have an invitation card, register yourself. Do you have one?” he continued. “No,” Dixon replied calmly. Roker felt like laughing. He guessed that Dixon was just someone’s driver. His employer wasn’t here to bring him in, yet he wanted to try and enter on his own? Roker’s driver stood smugly behind his master, staring coldly at Dixon, pleased to see him finally getting what he deserved. “You don’t have an invitation card but still want to get in?” Khaled said impatiently. “Leave! This isn’t a place you can enter.” Khaled turned to Roker. “Young Master Roker, let’s go inside.” “And what about my driver?” Roker deliberately asked, glancing mockingly at Dixon. He wanted to s
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 203-Break My Legs?
“You brought this on yourself,” Dixon replied. He didn’t want to be bothered anymore and started walking inside. Khaled didn’t dare stop him, so he began shouting, “Security! Security!” A group of burly men from the underground circle approached. They were tasked with maintaining order and had been keeping a close watch on the venue, wary of any troublemakers. “What’s going on?” one of them asked, his expression stern. Their boss had warned them that the King of Reddof was organizing this event, and if anything went wrong, he’d break their legs himself! “There’s a troublemaker!” Khaled shouted angrily, clutching his cheek. “He doesn’t have an invitation, but he insists on coming in! Throw him out and beat him to death!” “Someone forced their way in?” Their faces darkened with fury. Someone actually dared to stir up trouble here? Did they have no idea who was hosting this event? This was the King of Reddof’s event! “Take us in to find him!” one of the security men said, his
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 204-Then Break Them!
"Then break them," Dixon said firmly. Khaled froze for a moment. Dixon actually agreed? He really agreed to let others break his legs? Khaled felt relieved that this man knew how to act appropriately. If he had resisted, the consequences would have been far worse! "Hah, glad you know your place. Now, just rest and—" "AHHH!" Before Khaled could finish his sentence, someone kicked him hard from behind, sending him sprawling onto the floor. "Hold him down!" the leader of the group ordered. They had nearly offended the mighty Dixon—the king himself! So close! Even without Dixon or his team lifting a finger, their boss would have skinned them alive if something like that had happened! "What… what are you doing… Owww!" Khaled tried to protest. The head of security, Boha, wasn’t interested in Khaled’s confusion. Without hesitation, he slapped Khaled’s face more than ten times in a fit of rage. "Hit him! AHH! Why... why are you hitting me?" Khaled shouted. "Stop as
BIG BOSS, We Beg You! 205-Walking Toward Dixon
“No need,” Roker Hamu shook his head. “He’s just a tiny ant, not worth my attention.” “Yes, Boss.” His driver dared not argue further. He found an inconspicuous corner to sit in but kept his eyes on Dixon, silently plotting his revenge. “Where is Dixon?” Diana scanned the room and suddenly noticed him leaning against the buffet table, sampling various snacks and desserts. Diana was about to approach when someone offered her a glass of red wine. “CEO Hamilton, you look absolutely stunning tonight,” said Roker Hamu, dressed in an elegant suit. His handsome face had drawn the attention of many women since he entered. He appeared refined and brimming with charm. “May I propose a toast to you?” Many women looked on with envy. Who would refuse such an extraordinary man? “Excuse me,” Diana smiled politely, walking toward Dixon without taking the glass of wine. The music in the hall abruptly stopped. Roker Hamu could barely believe it. He had been rejected? He had taken th
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417-Dixon's Trick
Wallo took a deep breath and gave Dixon a thumbs-up. He deeply admired Dixon’s love for Diana. “Don’t worry, I’m an expert in matters like this. I’ll handle it,” Wallo said confidently. Soon after, the internet buzzed with a new voice. Someone leaked information that a popular blogger had been paid by the Hamilton Group to post fake positive reviews. The same person then launched an attack on Hamilton Group’s new product, claiming it didn’t meet international standards and wasn’t fit for the market. These comments instantly sparked public outrage. The influential blogger who was accused became furious and wrote five to six posts condemning the rival PR team for slander. The blogger accused them of being afraid that Hamilton Group’s products would outperform their own, and thus resorted to dirty tricks. The flood of comments didn’t stop. It was as if a hidden force was deliberately trying to ruin Hamilton Group’s reputation. They kept insisting that Hamilton Group’s products didn’t
416-I'll Be the Villain
Dixon then left. Sophia watched him go and suddenly realized that what he said made perfect sense. Hamilton Group’s products had been classified as Level 3 according to international standards, placing them two levels below those of foreign brands. This classification severely impacted Hamilton Group’s new products. All stores placed Hamilton Group’s products on the shelves reserved for Level 3 items—shelves with the least consumer visibility. Without the original distribution channels that had intended to partner with Hamilton Group, the company was now left with only a few retailers carrying their products. Some of these stores weren’t even reputable names in the beauty industry, so Hamilton Group’s new products could only be found in obscure corners. It was practically the same as removing them from the market altogether. “As I said, Hamilton Group brought this on themselves. The standards were already set by others, and they still dared to challenge them? Just one word f
415-She's My Wife!
There were plenty of ugly and terrible comments flying around, but Diana wasn’t affected by them. In fact, she grew even more determined, knowing that the more people tried to put her down, the more it proved that her decision was the right one. Meanwhile, on the top floor of a well-known skyscraper in Voroz City, a young man sat in his large office chair with both legs casually propped up on the desk. He didn’t seem to care that his expensive trousers were getting wrinkled. "Where did this Hamilton Group come from? Do they have foreign investment backing them? Or support from one of the northern power families?" "Not at all, Mr. Dek. I’ve looked into it. Hamilton Group is just a company that started in a small town and has recently expanded into other cities. They’ve been rather lucky lately, which allowed them to grow rapidly. They’re probably getting full of themselves and overestimating their worth." Dek Noh sat still and stared at his secretary, then shook his head. "You can
414-They Want to Terminate Their...
They all wanted to terminate their partnerships with Hamilton Group to pressure Diana into facing reality. Everyone knew that local industry standards were necessary, but achieving them was extremely difficult. At the very least, they felt it was something nearly impossible to accomplish. So instead of wasting time and energy, why not make money the good old-fashioned way? They all understood that young people often dreamed of achieving great success in their careers. But dreaming of such things was impractical—sooner or later, one had to come back down to earth. They believed Diana would eventually give up. The meeting room was now left with only Diana, Dixon, Mona, and a few directors from Hamilton Group. Diana was still standing. She stared at the empty seats where the distributors and retailers had been sitting, without saying a word. Dixon didn’t offer any words of comfort. This was the decision Diana had made, and she had to stand by it. Dixon would always be her strongest
413-We're Sorry...
"CEO Diana, if you don’t take back this decision, we will cancel the deal and terminate our partnership! I’ll continue to be a distributor for foreign brands, and I will not sell your new products!" "That’s right, we’re calling off our agreement! We can’t take this kind of risk!" The conference room turned chaotic. All the business partners present were considered mid-level players in Voroz City. The top retailers and distributors only carried foreign brands. And because the Hamilton Group had only recently begun to rise, they weren't about to change their stance just because the company had produced a bestselling product. To them, this product was inferior from the start anyway. "Please be quiet!" Mona finally spoke up after a moment, unable to bear it any longer. "You’re all here to discuss business, so please calm down. CEO Hamilton will not force anyone." Her meaning was clear. She wouldn’t force anyone either. The Laon family held great influence in the underground circles, s
412-About The Industry Standards
News about the Hamilton Group setting industry standards and challenging international brands spread rapidly through the Voroz City market. Many in the same industry began discussing it. “Have you heard? Hamilton Group just entered the Voroz City market and they want to set industry standards. Who do they think they are?” “They’re way too arrogant. Industry standards? We’ve been using international standards for decades. Who dares claim that local products are better than foreign ones?” “They’re overestimating themselves! In the end, all this will be for nothing!” For the past few decades, industry standards have always been dictated by foreign markets, since their products represent the best the world has to offer. They decided everything, and even though this country adopted their standards, it had to pay for the privilege. Foreign brands always had a place in the local market and were able to compete with domestic brands for market share and growth opportunities. But no one
411-Someone From Obama Family
"He's from the Obama family. He said he wants to meet you and hopes you'll give him a chance," Mona explained. This person approached humbly, smart enough to guess that the same man controlled both Reddof and Voroz. He even knew he could reach Dixon through the Laon family. "Mr. Dixon, if you don't want to see him, I'll have him removed immediately," Mona said. Mona knew Dixon preferred to stay low-key and disliked having too many people know who he really was. He had no desire to interact with the powerful families of the North. "No, I want to know what kind of chance he's asking for. Let him in," Dixon replied. Sameen Obama stood just outside the door. Without Dixon's permission, he wouldn't dare step inside. That was the attitude he wanted to show. He was aware that the opportunity he might get today was immensely important. Moments later, Mona stepped out, and Sameen gave a slight bow. "Miss Mona Laon, will Mr. Dixon... see me?" Sameen was a little anxious. The Obama famil
410-Why is the Person Here?
“I can understand why they want revenge. After all, Gom went too far with them—anyone would want to retaliate,” said Sameen. Gom was about to argue, but Oxe’s sharp glare shut him up instantly. “Father, think carefully. If our family were threatened and humiliated by a third-rate family, how would you feel?” Sameen asked calmly. Oxe scoffed, “A third-rate family? They’re too full of themselves! Are they tired of living?! I’ll wipe them out. How dare they challenge the Obama family?” “But that’s the reality now,” Sameen continued. “To the one controlling Reddof, the Obama family is no different from a third-rate clan. That’s why he can kill us so easily. And we’ve provoked him multiple times.” Oxe’s expression shifted as he finally understood where Sameen was going with this. He looked at his youngest son seriously. Sameen seemed different now. “They won’t stop until the Obama family is completely wiped out,” Sameen sighed. “Unless we surrender, admit our mistakes, and apologize.
409-Sameen Obama Spoke
In just three short days, the assets of the Forr and Swha families were completely destroyed—not a single one remained standing. All the major projects owned by the Roa family collapsed, and they suffered tremendous losses. Even the highly favored third son of the Roa family had been swallowed by this darkness, and it was now difficult for him to see the light of day again. As for the Obama family… they were now trembling. Inside the main hall of the Obama family residence, the atmosphere was gloomy—almost mournful. Oxe sat in the patriarch's seat with a dark expression. He had remained silent for half an hour. Gom didn’t even dare sit down. He only stood to the side with his head lowered, his face tense and full of pressure. “Our southern businesses are gone as well,” another report came in. “All our sales channels have been severed and we’ve lost so much. Several key directors have resigned in mass. The losses… they’re too great to even calculate!” How much information
