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“Do you think this is going to work?”

They were very expectant about Willson Group joining.

Especially with the arrival of this middle-aged man, they were filled with much hope.

“I think it can work. If the Willson Group weren’t interested, they wouldn’t have gone to the trouble of sending a representative all the way here.”

“Makes sense. Young Master Cook is very capable. With him handling the negotiations, I think there’s a very good chance it will succeed. After all, he’s someone who’s come back from the capital!”

“With Young Master Cook’s talent, the Willson Group is bound to take interest. The formation of a business alliance would be a blessing for us in Gonzalez City!”

The entrepreneurs were extremely excited, almost as if they had already received their share of the profits from the alliance.

It seemed like everyone had full confidence in Bran Cook and believed he could definitely close the deal.

And Bran Cook himself thought so too.

He got into the Maybach assigned to the Gonzalez City delegation by the Willson Group, looking at a computer placed on the back seat.

“Hello, I’m Bran Cook, and I’m also the initiator of this business alliance,” he said, introducing himself politely.

“Hmm.”

The young man on the computer simply nodded, continuing to jot down notes with his pen and paper in response to Bran’s self-introduction.

“Regarding the concept of the business alliance, I am now…”

“I will give you three minutes. If you haven’t convinced me after three minutes, have someone else come in,” the young man interrupted Bran Cook abruptly, checking his wristwatch without a hint of courtesy.

Bran Cook was visibly startled; he had not expected the other party to be so aggressive and domineering right off the bat.

After all, he was a returnee from abroad who had made a fortune in the capital before being treated like a star back in Gonzalez City.

Which of the local entrepreneurs didn’t revere him like a god of wealth?

Even the underground boss of Gonzalez City, Aron Jackson, had personally come to meet him.

But now, this person from the Willson Group was barking orders at him.

However, being under someone else’s roof, Bran Cook had to lower his head. He calmed his emotions and, suppressing his anger, asked, “If I may ask, what is your identity…?”

“Assistant General Manager.”

The man glanced up at Bran Cook and said indifferently, “You have two minutes left.”

“Assistant General Manager?”

Hearing this title, Bran Cook blinked, and a sense of humiliation rushed over him.

He had thought that the person opposite might be a director or at least a department manager.

But the young man in front of him was just an assistant!

Last night, he was still wining and dining with Thatch Rose, and today an assistant dared to be so presumptuous!

Bran Cook was furious.

“I want to talk to your general manager. Please convey my request,” he said, putting on an imperious air, venting all his frustration at once.

The Willson Group might be powerful, but it certainly didn’t entitle a mere assistant to lord over him!

“You?”

The assistant, who had been taking notes, suddenly stopped, looked at Bran Cook with a sneer, and said, “Now, you don’t even have a minute left.”

After speaking, he tore a piece of white paper into shreds and threw it into the nearby trash can: “Next.”

“The time is not up yet! How dare you treat me this way?”

Bran Cook was incensed again. He took out his phone, looking at the assistant general manager on the computer: “I’m calling your general manager now to complain about your abuse of power!”

Such a big project, such an ambitious plan, he had barely had the chance to express himself before being shown the door.

It was a tremendous humiliation.

After some previous contact with Thatch Rose, Bran Cook got through to Thatch Rose’s phone right in front of that assistant.

Ding-a-ling-a-ling!

Bran Cook felt something was amiss. Where was that ringing coming from?

He looked intently and saw the assistant in the video pulling out a mobile phone from a drawer, waved it in front of Bran Cook, and then answered the call.

“I’m sorry to inform you, you’ve already lost my patience. Please take your so-called creativity and get lost!”

Snap!

After saying those words, the assistant hung up the call and pulled out another mobile phone, instructing someone on the other end, “Change person!”

“I’m telling you, don’t be too arrogant! This matter won’t be settled so easily. I’m going back to your company, to complain about your abuse of power! You wait and see…”

Before Bran Cook could finish his sentence, the door was suddenly yanked open.

A muscular man wearing sunglasses, like an eagle seizing a chick, yanked him out of the car and shoved him roughly to the side.

“Scram!”

The muscular man swore rudely.

Facing the much larger man, Bran’s face twitched violently, his fists clenched tightly, but in the end, he did not make any excessive move.

“What now, do you want me to give you a ride?”

The muscular man took an apple out of his pocket, wiped it on his clothes, and started eating it greedily.

“We’ll see about that!”

Bran Cook, with a gloomy expression, turned and walked towards his private club.

Just the thought of that assistant’s arrogance made him fuming!

He didn’t even get to see the senior executives of Willson Group, and yet a mere assistant had dismissed him!

Anger began to spread.

What was worse was that Thatch Rose’s phone was in that assistant’s hands, leaving him with nowhere to lodge a complaint.

“What rotten luck!”

Bang!

He kicked over the trash bin at the entrance, straightened his clothes, and walked into the venue with a smile on his face.

At that moment, the entrepreneurs in the venue, looking forward to it, thought Bran Cook had returned so quickly because the deal was done.

“Congratulations, Young Master Cook, for your instant success!”

“When Young Master Cook makes a move, there’s nothing in the world that can’t be done!”

“Impressive indeed! I think Young Master Cook is the undisputed leader of our alliance. I suggest that he should take the position of chairman.”

Since Willson Group had shown up, it meant they were interested in the project.

In these people’s minds, as long as Bran Cook sketched out his blueprint, he would definitely secure the investment.

“I’ve failed,” he managed to squeeze these words through his clenched teeth.

Instantly, he felt his face burning with humiliation.

Since returning from abroad, he had never suffered such an insult.

“What? Failed? How is that possible?”

“Young Master Cook, why would Willson Group refuse us?”

“Did you explain things properly to their board of directors?”

As soon as they heard about Willson Group’s refusal to invest, everyone started to get anxious.

A cooked duck can’t just fly away like that!

“Board of directors?”

Bran Cook sneered coldly and said in a deep voice, “The person who received me was a general manager’s assistant, and I was chased out before I even had the chance to speak.”

As he said the word “chased,” his teeth grated together with a clicking sound.