"They're too much." The man with the thin mustache continued. "How could people from the Fsh company get there? That forbids us from selling to companies other than them." He complained with an annoyed face, his voice sounding heavy and listless.The other man sighed heavily. "I don't like how they do their job by being pushy and intimidating.""Me too, but the current market situation is complicated. We don't have the freedom to sell the results of our searches like before since Fsh. That company came into being. I'm working to earn more for the family I have to support, but the pay they're offering really isn't worth it?"Their complaints began to bother Richard, who clearly understood their predicament. He had spent two years listening to them and seeing firsthand what life was like for them. Most of them didn't become fishermen and sell fish to get rich, they did it solely to support their families.One of the men banged the table with the bottle in his hand loudly, startling the
"Are you sure about that?" The fisherman, with a tired look, raised his hand in the middle of the crowd.Roman, the man who represented Richard's company, looked at him confidently. "Yes, you can trust us for what we just talked about." He looked at the others. "Our goal in involving the local fishermen is to help the local economy, not just support the company's profits."Some time ago, Richard contacted Smith, a competent man in his field. Smith complied with all of Richard's orders by immediately sending his special team to negotiate and socialize with the local fishing communities.They shared the important information that the fishermen need not worry about selling their fish. Nor should they be hesitant about who to sell their catch to."But if we do, we mean." The man hesitated and looked at his friends while gulping stiffly, only when his friends nodded encouraging him to continue speaking did he look back at Roman. "We know that xxx company is a company that helps us grow. We
"You guys just wait, I won't let you off easy and let you betray me just like that." Ken took out his phone and started dialing someone.Every time the long-dial tone rang, he became more and more agitated because he never got an answer. "What are they doing? Why aren't they answering my calls right away?" He spoke through clenched teeth, complaining to himself that he couldn't wait.Ken didn't plan to just settle things once the people changed sides and no one was on his side anymore. If he let it, then he could be ruined, and he could get into trouble. His company would suffer losses because it could no longer operate, and he didn't want to pay the normal price for the fishermen's catch."What took you so long to answer my call?!" He pulled away and shouted loudly. "Are you guys so great now? You no longer need money, huh? You losers!" He continued cursing without listening first and giving the person on the other end a chance to speak.Looking back, he saw the group of people enjoy
RichaKen looked furiously at the thugs he had asked to come to his aid. "No, you can't do that." He grabbed the leader's hand, trying to stop him.But the thug vigorously shook his hand, jerking Ken's hand out of his grip. He looked at Ken with a different gaze, unlike before, who was obedient and polite to him. He smiled with the corners of his lips turned up at an upward angle. "Loyal?" he repeated with a giggle. You're asking people like us to be loyal?"It sounded funny to him, and Richard faintly smiled along with him. For those who were paid money to move, it was easy for them to change course to those who offered more. Loyalty, that kind of loyalty only applied to fellow members, and even then, it could not be guaranteed that all of them understood that kind of loyalty.The chief thug shook his head. "We work to offer services, and we act realistically." He brought his head closer to Ken with his forehead forward and chin inward. "We don't offer that kind of loyalty to our cli
"Is this really the party?" One of the crowds standing in front of the red carpet and just getting out of his luxury car looked at the crowded building with confusion.He found that the party was not like an ordinary party. Too many presses came and took pictures along the red carpet that stretched outside towards the main entrance, but access to the estate was so tight that he needed to show his invitation card at the main gate and the second gate. Then, it took a short time to scan the invitation card as well.Her feet walked slowly with her partner on the red carpet, and soon, the flashes of the cameras illuminated the scene, flashing with such frequency that her eyes were slightly distracted.When he reached the doorway, he closed his eyes for a moment while handing over his invitation card to be checked again. "Ah, I'm not used to those flashing blits. This is the first time I've felt so many cameras pointed at me just for a picture." He spoke to the plus one he had brought.The
"So he is the successor of the Marrison group?" Jhon looked at him with an observing gaze.His eyes continued to stare intently, looking at the man who he found to have quite a strong and intense aura in the room. As a member of the Ridel family who was sharp in judgment and reaction, Jhon recognized James' figure with his strong yet friendly aura.But his son, who was currently in charge, had a more pressing presence than James Marrison. Richard, with his cold facial expressions and charismatic demeanor, would clearly provide a different style of leadership."I don't think the one who will be the leader, Marrison, has a stronger aura than his predecessor," Bally commented beside Jhon, who glanced at her.Jhon tugged at the corners of his lips, smiling. "Yes, he's definitely different from the friendly, smiling Mr. James. But we all know what James Marrison is like behind that smile. He is cold-hearted and often makes decisions without looking at the other side.""Yes, I remember very
"No way... no... no! This is all impossible!" Jasmine screamed hysterically and started blindly throwing things in her room.This afternoon she was walking with a man who had been her lover for the past few months, the same man who showed off his luxury car when she accidentally met Richard, the one who also took her to the exhibition where she met Richard again.But after they had bought a few things and were about to cross over to another building, Jasmine and the other people on the street stared at the Videotron that was broadcasting important state news.At first, she was just looking because the party seemed so festive. She was always attracted to luxury, but the moment her eyes saw the figure of Richard that she recognized so well appearing there and being reported as the leader of the family, her heart froze like it had stopped beating, and she couldn't feel it.Jasmine lost her balance due to her weak legs and asked to be driven home immediately. Along the way, she compared e
"I'm tired. I want to rest for a while." Richard handed his golf club to the caddie there, and then his eyes signalled to the staff he brought to hold back the people who had accompanied him to play golf earlier.The people following him immediately approached and tried to call out to him. "Mr. Richard, sir, wait a moment." The stocky man was quickly restrained by Richard's staff.Others were also busy trying to reach him. "Sir, how about we talk for just a moment? Fifteen minutes... oh, no. Just give me ten minutes, sir." He insisted and tried to get closer even though Richard's staff was in the way.While Richard remained unconcerned, he continued walking towards his place, resting on one of the sofas while watching the others play. Occasionally, his eyes glanced at those who were still calling his name in a pleading voice, hoping to talk to him about the work they had been mentioning since earlier."Since that day, they have never left me in peace," Richard muttered under his breat