They were confident that if Jonathan drank more, trouble was imminent. Today, he treated them all to a sumptuous feast, yet they were about to get him drunk beyond coherence, a sight they dreaded to imagine. But as soon as this colleague spoke, Lloyd shot him a withering glance. "Ha ha, Young Wang's alcohol tolerance is truly extraordinary! One last round! In our circle, the rule is to down three glasses. If Young Wang disagrees, he will disrespect me." Lloyd stated, leaving Jonathan no room to refuse. He quickly uncorked another bottle of liquor. Truth be told, after downing two glasses in quick succession, Lloyd was feeling the effects. Yet what surprised him was that Jonathan was still standing after the second round. A final glass was then necessary. After the third round, Lloyd felt numbed. He couldn't believe that Jonathan was still hanging in there. The others exchanged glances. Indeed, it was their tradition to toast three times and drink heavily, but it was typically with
"Excuse me. I want to interrupt." Suddenly, a voice echoed next to Jessica. She looked over, and besides Jonathan, there was no one else. Under the gaze of everyone, Jonathan stepped forward. "You have no business here! My advice, don't stir up trouble!" Lloyd, who had an aversion to Jonathan, was not polite. Tadhg was also very irritated by the intruder and snorted: "What, you want to play hero for them? Please don't say I didn't warn you. Some things are not easily interfered with!" At this moment, Seward and Leilani looked at Jonathan with hopeful eyes. Perhaps he was their only lifesaver. "What do they have to do with me? Why should I stand up for them?" Everyone: "..." Then what are you standing up for? Seward and Leilani were utterly disheartened. In this world, they had to endure oppression. Resist? Ha ha, how do you resist in the face of power? Tadhg chuckled, feeling that the other party was quite sensible: "Well then, you..." Boom! Suddenly, Jonathan swung his
"If you value your life, shut your mouth!" Saint coldly interrupted, then turned to Jonathan: "About this matter, I will handle it appropriately. If my subordinates repeat their mistakes, you can hold me accountable!" "And how will you handle it?" Jonathan expressed dissatisfaction. "Defeat the disabled Tadhg. Kick Abraham out of Los Angeles!" Abraham and his son were left speechless. Jonathan blinked and nodded: "Fine. But Saint, I don't think you should blame me for making things difficult for you. Sometimes, rules are not as straightforward as they seem, and adhering to them only complicates things." "Today it's them. Tomorrow it could very well be your trusted allies!" Chapter 333: Experience It Yourself Many people in the restaurant exchanged glances. The idea of disabling someone was terrifying. "I disagree!" At this point, Abraham suddenly shouted out, his face rigid as he looked at Saint. "Sir Saint, Sky... our organization has always been lenient with people. Especia
As time slipped by, half of June had already passed. April had arrived. Jonathan stood atop the Seven Wonders Corporation building, his hands clasped behind him as he broodingly gazed at the landscape outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Saint and Drake stood behind him, their expressions unusually solemn. According to Augustus's timeline, today would be the day he heads south. It seemed that a storm was brewing. Knock, knock! Christopher walked in from the outside hallway, reporting: "There's no movement in New York for now, but Augustus seems to have vanished. He might have already arrived in our province." From January to April, Top-Sky House had been in a welcoming stance. It seemed ostentatious. Augustus's forces had not yet made any moves, but they had already heightened their precautions. Because they were facing Augustus! Even Jonathan had to be extremely cautious. Ten years ago, he had managed to imprison the southern kingpin, Wolfgang, at the height of his power,
Shanley was primarily based inland, not possessing widespread fame, yet those aware of Shanley dared not underestimate them. Shanley differed from other organizations - they had industries capable of sustaining themselves through their reaped profits. However, Shanley did not dominate any territory or engage in any business. Augustus funded their substantial expenses. Their mission was to seek and nurture experts for Augustus' employ! Though it was said that Shanley still lacked the most formidable expert to date, they did have seven or eight individuals whose abilities rivaled Nolan's. Even their middle-ranked individuals were not to be trifled with. In simple terms, Shanley could be likened to the three departments within Top-Sky House, yet as a whole, their abilities outshone those of Top-Sky House by a margin! This was the concern that troubled Jonathan the most. If war were to break out, Adonis would not even need to step in. Shanley alone could pose a severe challenge for
Leaving the Orchid Pavilion Building, Jonathan rushed to Top-Sky House's private hospital. Almost the entire fifth-floor corridor was packed with the top-ranking individuals of Top-Sky House. "Hello." "Hello." Although they all nodded their heads in greeting Jonathan, most of them were looking at him with eyes full of distrust. If he hadn't gone to meet Augustus, he could have arrived as soon as he heard Saint was ambushed. Saint wouldn't have been severely injured. Jonathan didn't care about others. He quickly strode to the opposite side of the operation room, anxiously asking Christopher: "What's the situation?" "Luckily, Drake was nearby and promptly intervened, forcing Lancelot and Bernie to retreat. Otherwise, tonight, Saint would have been a goner!" "But Saint has been severely injured, stabbed three times in the chest and back, and took a punch from Lancelot in the stomach. He's in a critical condition!" Christopher answered swiftly, his face serious. The real issue in
A storm was brewing. That was an apt description of Top-Sky House's current situation. Even Jonathan did not anticipate that after just three peaceful days, there would be another move; all of Top-Sky House's entertainment businesses were scrutinized, and any slight violations led to an immediate one-month closure. In just three nights, half of the clubs in the Southwest had been shut down. A rigorous inspection followed. Let's say that since the first day of the month, Top-Sky House has been bleeding tens of millions every night. The second move from Augustus came swiftly, too quick for anyone to react. In the conference room on the top floor of Seven Wonders Corporation. Jonathan sat at the head of the table, with all the significant figures of Top-Sky House present, save for the recuperating Saint. The room was somber. Everyone was silent, lost in their thoughts. Zachary, previously thinking they could do no right, now realized that even doing nothing was wrong! His mind
"But this isn't a game, Mr. Lord God, if you lose, I fear the Heavenly Emperor Corporation will collapse." Jonathan retorted, narrowing his eyes. To control dozens of companies in the Southwest, the Heavenly Emperor Corporation had shouldered a debt of hundreds of billions. If the commercial war with Seven Wonders Corporation continues, the debt will only increase! If they don't defeat Seven Wonders Corporation, the Heavenly Emperor Corporation will face the possibility of collapse and dissolution. By that time, Adonis in New York would gradually weaken, even face dispersion. In this aspect, Adonis and Top-Sky House were completely different, and the situation would be dire. Augustus did not deny it, only pursed his lips and nodded: "That's the truth. But do you think I will lose?" Jonathan replied: "Hard to tell. In the context of the Southwest, you still have the backing of key officials from the New York government, making you almost invincible." "But once you get to New Yor