"Mr. Taylor. I apologize for Marcel's inappropriate behavior. I've fired that disrespectful employee."Apparently, the effect of the conversation between Zack Lockhart and Ben Evans, as well as the issue of the supply of nickel resources for the manufacture of electric batteries that CEO Lockhart threatened to stop supplying to the Evans Company Group, made Ben Evans order Director Brett to take action on Taylor's problem.In this case, it was the foolish Marcel who got hit. He needed to learn how to deal with Taylor, who had connections in the upper circles of Accomont City.Director Brett respectfully questioned Taylor. His voice was kind and gentle."Tan Taylor. Did the lesson I gave that brat Marcel satisfy you?"Taylor replied, "I think I gave that guy enough lessons. It's just that I don't think he's fit to work in this industry. How about you blacklist him, and circulate the letter to all property and financing companies? An unethical man like him should be taught a lesson!""G
That night, Taylor planned his visit to The Private Oxx - a popular drinking spot among the youth. It had been long since he met Elsa Floyd, the flight attendant; Taylor had not contacted her.Before starting anything, he turned on the system. While at the Evans Company office, he felt his cell phone vibrate. When he saw the message, it said, "$50,000,000 has been deposited into your account!"Therefore, the first thing Taylor did when he got home was to open the system."System... what is the mission that made me receive the $50,000,000 reward?" Taylor asked.[Your abilities have improved. You easily won the debate on purchasing office assets against the old lady of Awrossa. As a down payment, I gave you that much money! Just imagine if I gave ten times that amount for this mission!"]Silence..."Ten times?" the expression on Taylor's face changed.Although he was used to receiving missions on a large scale, just doing one mission and getting ten times the usual result? "I can relax
The atmosphere in Accomont City appeared changed sometime after the heated event at the Evans Company building, where Taylor and the Old Lady of Awrossa City got into a violent debate over who was entitled to whose property. Sitting opposite each other in one of the tall skyscrapers were two individuals. Seated before them, with the bustling metropolis below, was a seemingly serious conversation. The building's glass windows let in twilight light, which casts silhouettes that heighten the dramatic mood of their encounter. They seemed to be completely focused on the subject at hand, as if there were no other things in the world. "So your family has an A-class Alchemist?" the man questioned, his serene countenance belying a questioning tone. He appeared authoritative, maybe 65 years old, and his hair was beginning to turn white at the sides. As the CEO of the Ericsson Company, he was accustomed to bargaining and discussions in the cutthroat business sector. An old woman from Awrossa
Following some small talk with Simon McGills, Taylor declared that he had granted Simon's request to become a member of the team. They were having a casual discussion. The laid-back vibe struck Anne with an idea. Anne lifted the champagne glass and exclaimed, "Let's have a drink and toast to Mr. Taylor and Icrocast Pharmaceuticals!" Everyone smiled at once. The earlier discussion had been too taxing. I thought it was time to enjoy ourselves now. With a collective "Cheers to Mr. Taylor and the Icrocast Company!" everyone raised their glasses. The outside ambiance of Private Oxx was lively and welcoming as they celebrated the newfound prospects. Although Taylor was relieved, his smile belied an underlying anxiety. She was aware that there would be difficult decisions to come and that adopting Simon today would open the door for Icrocast Farmasi. And so, the kids' talk got warmer drop by drop as the champagne poured down their throats. What had been a tense mood had turned into a
When Simon heard the haughty remarks coming from the Alchemist's mouth, his expression became irate. He answered, raising his voice, "What? Edward Morse, who are you? Are you Awrossa City's Alchemist with the highest ranking? Simon let out a big laugh. Unfortunately, his voice did not reverberate because they were performing Private Oxx's outside. He whispered it softly, but clearly everyone could hear, with a frigid snort. "In the stupid embers played by a clown!" Simon laughed uncontrollably again after uttering those words. The man in the theatrical costume struck him as funny. "His all-black attire makes him look more like a magician or medicine man." However, modern Alchemists wouldn't dress in ostentatious Gothic garb like vampires at a carnival," he scoffed. "Why would the individual claiming to be Alchemist Edward Morse dress like a clown? Simon's expression changed from one of anger to one of contempt. As chilly as the night air, he snorted. He was sure that the man in
With their faces expressionless and their bodies rigidly posed, the two Erricson Company attackers were prepared to withdraw from Hollowscar. Their looks altered, though, when they met the alchemist Edward Morse's face. At that time, Morse's face appeared hazy and filled with intense rage. His face took on a withering appearance, as though it were going to collapse. He appeared very disappointed in the two assailants from the former Erricson firm, who were now lying there defenseless, and very angry at them. As this was going on, the two men who were still standing looked at one another nervously and determinedly toward Hollowscar. Their voices were scarcely heard when they murmured to one another. "Let's confront that icy dude. The worst that can happen is a broken arm or leg. Still, it's preferable to the Alchemist taking CEO Erricson to task. We might not have survived!" With accord, they gave each other a nod. Then, as they advanced swiftly to attack Hollowscar, their voices t
By this time, the night was getting late. It would soon be dawn. Edward Morse's ears rang as the night wind blew strongly while his heart trembled violently. He was very surprised when the young man, who looked like an ordinary man, had the surname McGills. "Is this true? This young man standing in front of me is Taylor McGills?" thought Edward Morse, shocked. "Is he also the so-called Alchemist of Accomont City? Why doesn't he look as mysterious and intelligent as the average alchemist?" Edward Morse's face momentarily turned ugly; he could not hide his shock.A few days ago, in a place far away from Accomont City.The day Edward Morse arrived in Accomont City, he had spent two full days studying the files of all the McGills family members. He went through every detail, trying to understand the conditions and history of this family. Who were the talented ones in the business, and who were the losers?During this time, he conducted this research inside the private library of the McGi
Taylor arrived at his lonesome home, which appeared empty in the clear morning, just as daylight was breaking. He opted not to sleep that day because He could feel the sun rising soon. "Why should I waste time sleeping?" He asked himself. I refuse to do it. The Alchemist from Awrossa that Old Lady McGills has brought in happens to be her grandson! The race has already commenced." Taylor gulped a special medication He had manufactured himself, his hands shaking. The purpose of the pill was to boost endurance so that the user could continue to be physically active during the day even if they were not sleeping. He was relieved when the tablet began to act. Taylor initially sat in his roomy office and gave it a lot of thought. He thought of Simon McGill, the man who was now working for him as a spy. "Simon McGill, he's already on my side," He muttered. I hope he'll learn some vital knowledge." He stared out the window, taking in the still-dark sight outside the home. He made a constant