Unsurprisingly, angry clamoring ensued, insisting the Taylors pay every cent lost. Left with no options, Austin Taylor asked about selling their shares. Michael's deepening frown told him this was an even bigger problem.Stammering incoherently, Michael revealed their family's shares were recently purchased - 70% of the company's stock minus their personal stakes. Clearly a deliberate ploy, but fortunately the buyer hadn't appeared. One word from them and the Taylor Corporation would change hands, just like that.Realizing how dire this was from his son's silence, Austin Taylor resigned himself - things probably couldn't get worse. He motioned for Michael to continue."Dad, we're finished. Our shares were bought out not long ago - we've only got 30% left. There's nothing left to sell."At this, Austin finally spat out a mouthful of blood, strikingly vivid against the night. Renewed clamor broke out among the investors, caring only that their interests remained unaffected.Amidst the r
After saying these words, Justin went on sipping his wine as he leisurely appreciated the city nightscape below. The tycoons behind him naturally scurried off to claim their compensation.At this moment, Gabriel Smith and Mr. Martin suddenly approached and both slapped Justin on the shoulder."Mr. Wilson! You've really impressed me today. I'm realizing more and more that I cannot see through you. As accomplished and wealthy as you are at such a young age, not to mention your martial skills, I doubt there is anyone more perfect in this world.""You flatter me, Mr. Smith. These are but small tricks compared to venerable seniors like yourselves. I'm still very young and inexperienced in business battles. I will have to rely on your guidance and support.""Hahaha, Mr. Wilson is too modest. Your actions today prove you are a competent businessman. When dealing with rivals, you must strike swiftly, accurately, and ruthlessly, taking them out decisively without an ounce of mercy, otherwise t
Meeting their flattery with equanimity, Justin knew he might cross paths with some of them again in future, but would never cooperate too closely. Their true nature as fickle turncoats was evident - cozying up to whoever was strongest. How could such fair-weather allies be reliable?After everyone was gone, Justin and Gabriel Smith and Evan Martin headed downstairs together. Exchanging a few more words, he took his leave.Back in the car, a message from the System sounded in his mind."Congratulations Master on acquiring another enterprise. Enterprise value increased by 10%. Basic corporate acquisition quest complete. Awarded 10,000 points, 1 self-selected skill gift pack.""What the hell? A self-selected skill gift pack from the System?" This was quite novel. Justin opened it curiously and could only exclaim “Fuck!” at what he saw inside.The next morning, when the employees of Taylor Corporation arrived at work, they immediately sensed something was amiss. Typically, their boss arri
"Connor Phillips joined Taylor Corporation in March last year as a public relations employee. Within just one month, he was promoted to Public Relations Manager. After another month and a half, he became the Human Resources Director. Eight months later, he was overseeing major real estate developments. And one month ago, he officially became a company shareholder, accumulating 7% ownership as of yesterday. ""He owns seven luxury properties, including a villa in downtown Nova City and two villas in the prestigious Splendid Villa complex. His fleet of luxury cars is extensive. He is often seen in the company of beautiful women, and his children are studying abroad. ""Well, well, Manager Phillips, you've done quite nicely for yourself in just one year, achieving in that short time what takes others half a lifetime. With your fancy cars, lavish homes, and hedonistic lifestyle, you seem to be living the high life! But I must wonder, how exactly did you manage to attain all this in a sing
As they were talking, a fat man with big ears swaggered over with two gaudily dressed women in tow. The vulgar fellow flashed a lecherous grin and even brazenly groped the women, eliciting shrieks.Seeing the three pass by, the worker clammed up and hurriedly went back to work shovel in hand. It was clear he feared the fat man.Unlike the other workers who kept their heads down, Justin naturally stood out by not working. As a result, the fat man's attention fixed on him. Flicking away his cigarette, the fellow strode over arrogantly and shouted,"Hey, pig head! Why are you just standing around instead of working? Don't make me dock your wages!""Sorry, but you don't seem to have the authority to dock my wages. On the contrary, I could stop you from getting paid." Justin replied calmly."What? Did you all hear the nonsense spewing from this punk's mouth? He actually dares talk back to me like that! Boy, do you know who I am? Connor Phillips, Manager Phillips, is my brother-in-law! How
He knew this punk had skills beyond his thugs. If he wanted to put Justin in his place and save face, he had to do it himself. Otherwise, word would spread that he couldn't even handle one wet-behind-the-ears yellow-haired boy. How could he continue to dominate then?But with his obese body, how could he overpower Justin? After futilely flailing his club at Justin for some time, he was gasping for breath.Seeing no end to this farce, Justin aimed a kick at an opening, felling the fat man who couldn't get back up. He then stepped aside and phoned Matthew Turner.Currently busy at Taylor Corp headquarters, Matthew immediately took the call upon seeing it was from Justin. Hearing the situation, he was livid but powerless. All he could do was send some veteran Taylor Corp staff to handle things.Soon they arrived. Blake thought his brother-in-law had cared enough to send help after all. But when he tried to ingratiate himself, they pushed him away and headed straight for Justin, respectfu
Soon, Justin was surrounded by the workers, all wanting to get a good look at the chairman who had stood up for them. When they saw how young Justin was, they gasped in surprise. He was as young as their children, yet he was already the head of several companies - a famous figure. They then looked at their own children, who spent their days eating, sleeping, and playing games. The age gap was not great, yet the disparity was enormous. Could this be what people mean by 'the child next door'?Ignoring the surprise of the crowd, Justin walked away with a serene expression, turning his gaze to the two women who had been scared witless.He crouched down leisurely and asked them, "So, do you still want me to act as your dog?""No, no, Mr. Wilson, we were out of our minds when we said that. We admire you too much to make you, such a prominent figure, act like a dog. That would be too humiliating for us. If you like, we'll be yours from now on. You can do whatever you want with us."Hearing t
Secondly, there's another thing I must request of you all. I inspected the construction work so far, and it's all subpar. This is no fault of your skills, but because you were provided inferior materials. So I've decided we'll demolish it all and start over. New supplies are on their way shortly. Naturally, this means I must ask more of you - the timeline will likely extend some. Consider this compensation for the extra work.Moreover, from now on, meals will no longer be an issue. I'm having a catering service bring food directly from a 5-star hotel restaurant, free of charge. You all labor for me under the blazing sun - I cannot have you working on empty stomachs, agreed?""Preston - make the arrangements to order bento boxes from The Rain's Pavilion, 5-star quality. The men must eat their fill," Justin directed to a man beside him. Hearing this, the workers were overjoyed, some even moved to tears.The first man in line wiped his eyes and said, "Mr. Wilson, you truly are a good ma