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Chapter 1012: Chapter 1012 Abernathy Poison King
"Mr. Lake! Have you lost your mind?"
At first, they listened comfortably.
But as time went on, something felt increasingly off.
How come...
He started to brownnose?
What a drastic change in style!
"Mr. Lake, what’s going on with you?"
The businessman next to him said unhappily, "What nonsense are you spouting!"
At such a critical juncture, to ingratiate oneself with Julius Reed was to be out of one’s mind, wasn’t it?
After all, Otis Radcliffe was sitting right there.
Pissing off President Radcliffe, did they not want to mix in Gonzalez City anymore!
"You..."
Barrett Lake stuttered a bit.
"What the hell do you know..."
Finally, he managed to squeeze out those few words.
His tongue was already in knots.
He couldn’t speak smoothly.
That was the Willson Group!
The leading enterprise of Five-river Province!
The legendary behemoth with assets worth hundreds of billions!
Ever since the Willson Group was established, countless eyes had been fixed on this commercial titan.
But no one knew who the real owner behind the Willson Group was!
There were rumors that it was a Taiwanese businessman.
But where was Julius Reed a Taiwanese businessman?
He was a complete local.
Before, Barrett Lake had even considered the possibility of a namesake.
But the information above also came with a photo of Julius Reed.
The spitting image!
Did he dare to be impolite?
Looking at Julius Reed again, Barrett Lake’s eyes completely changed.
Full of affection.
"Mr. Lake, what’s the matter?"
Someone asked out loud.
They knew Barrett Lake too well.
Where there was milk, there was a mother.
A businessman snatched his phone, and their eyes instantly bulged.
"Pass it around, will ya?"
Julius Reed said nonchalantly, "Anyone else opposed?"
"I oppose!"
In a group of over a hundred, there were loyal supporters of Otis Radcliffe!
They didn’t even bother to pay attention to Barrett Lake’s words and actions before standing up to rebuke Julius Reed, "You take these hundreds of entrepreneurs for what? This is an alliance we have organized together, not a game for you to play house in!"
"Exactly! To treat this as child’s play!"
"Kick him out!"
Everyone was eager to show their stance.
But those who saw Barrett Lake’s phone, all fell silent.
"Take note."
Julius Reed pointed at those who had spoken, "Weren’t you just discussing setting up a company abroad? Send these people there later."
"Heh!"
Someone scoffed, "Who do you think you are?"
"Make him bankrupt."
Julius Reed said indifferently.
Miguel Abbott immediately took out his phone and started sending the identity information of those who had spoken over.
On the helicopter, he had already adeptly taken over the business of the Willson Group.
Having once been the chairman of the Moonlight Group, serving as a member of the board of directors of the Willson Group was not difficult for Miguel Abbott.
"It’s been handled, it should take a few minutes."
Miguel Abbott nodded.
"Any other dissenters, stand up now."
Julius Reed said arrogantly.
He didn’t have to do this, since he was a low-profile person by nature.
But to make Otis Radcliffe seek out The North Sea people on his own, today he must slap Otis Radcliffe’s face hard!
Hit where it hurts!
Only then would The North Sea take action.
Only then could he figure out The North Sea’s true intentions.
Since coming to Gonzalez City from the Roosevelt family, Julius Reed had been wondering what was so important that they had to mobilize such forces.
At first, he thought it was the Divine Dragon Tripod.
But now, it seemed unlikely.
The Divine Dragon Tripod was just a trinket, but clearly, both The North Sea and the Thunderpeak Hall were aiming for Gonzalez City.
They wanted to control Gonzalez City to achieve their ulterior motives.
The more it was so, the more Julius Reed worried.
What could be so valuable to make both parties pay such a high price?
He had a vague feeling that this issue was related to his initial arrangement in Gonzalez City.
Time was ticking by, every second, every minute.
The phones of the businessmen present started ringing one after another.
"What? You won’t supply to me anymore? Why?"
"Didn’t we sign the contract?"
"Breach of contract? How’s that a breach?"
Those who had been arrogant just a moment ago were now dejected.
Their faces ashen.
Far away in Five-river Province, at the headquarters of Willson Tower.
Many customer service representatives began making calls, pressuring the business partners of the businessmen present with the toughest tone.
The mere mention of the Willson Group was enough to suffocate people.
Naturally, those people didn’t dare to defy the Willson Group’s will, leading to the current situation.
"What’s going on?"
They looked at each other, bewildered.
"Look at this..."
Someone passed Julius Reed’s information around.
Thump!
Someone couldn’t sit still and fell straight to the floor.
"Once, I wanted to interact with you all as an ordinary person. But I’ve found that I don’t fit in with everyone here. So now, I’ll lay my cards on the table."
Julius Reed placed his hands on the table, tapping it with his middle finger, "I am the richest man, the richest man in Five-river Province."
He lied.
The Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance possessed countless wealth, to call him the world’s richest man would not be an exaggeration.
But Julius Reed was modest.
After all, the joy of the wealthy is just like this, plain, unadorned, and dull.
"Mr. Reed... Mr. Reed..."
The atmosphere changed abruptly.
The businessmen present, one by one, were extremely polite.
When speaking, they didn’t dare to look directly at Julius Reed.
"What’s happening?"
Otis Radcliffe snatched Barrett Lake’s phone from his hands, his eyes wide with shock.
"Impossible! Julius Reed, how can you possibly be..."
Bitterness!
Otis Radcliffe’s heart was filled with bitterness.
He took a deep breath, composed himself, and immediately pulled out his own phone to start checking!
The result was the same. 𝘯𝑜𝑣𝑝𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
Otis Radcliffe couldn’t accept it!
Today, he was supposed to be the victor!
But...
"Isn’t it like driving a Mercedes to show off in front of me, pretending to accidentally reveal your car keys, and just when you want to boast, you find out that I’ve lined up dozens of Ferraris in a row, driving them like a train?"
Julius Reed looked into Otis Radcliffe’s eyes, his words cutting deep!
This was the effect he wanted.
Without a doubt, the people from The North Sea would contact Otis Radcliffe immediately.
And in Gonzalez City, only the Young master and Windy Johnson were still alive.
Windy Johnson was an important figure; he couldn’t possibly show up in person.
Thus, the only one who could take the initiative to contact Otis Radcliffe had to be the Young master!
The last big fish of Gonzalez City!
After he dealt with the Young master, he would go clean up Truman Ridge and cut off The North Sea’s retreat!
"No..."
Otis Radcliffe frowned, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
Pain!
Heart pain!
"Meeting adjourned,"
Julius Reed stood up and waved his hand.
No one dared to speak a word of objection.
He had the qualifications, he had the power!
Standing in this room, directing everyone.
"Boss Reed!"
Thump!
The businessmen lined up and knelt before Julius Reed.
One after another, they wept and pleaded, "We’re out of cash flow now, we owe the bank money, our partners have all breached their contracts, please give us a way out!"
Many were rolling in money, and now with their goods pressed down, they were utterly blacklisted!
In Five-river Province, no one dared to oppose the Willson Group.
The business people who had been so proud just moments ago had now become indebted and impoverished.
Bankruptcy, labeled as deadbeats, seemed to be their only destiny.
"Terry Moore."
Julius Reed turned around and spoke, "That company we talked about establishing in Africa, are we still short of people?"
"This..."
Terry Moore showed a troubled expression.
"Let us go help our friends in Africa!"
The businessmen ran to Terry Moore, begging, "Please, we beg of you..."
"Alright then,"
Terry Moore pretended to glance casually at the Rolex on his wrist and nodded, "Reluctantly, I’ll take you in."
Watching the businesspeople who were just recently so arrogant, now scrambling to voluntarily go to Africa.
As Julius Reed walked out of the conference room, he smiled faintly.
The joy of the wealthy is just so...
Buzz!
Suddenly, his phone rang.
"Master! Aron Jackson has been poisoned! Come back quickly and have a look!"
The call had just connected when Cosmo’s voice swiftly came through.
"Wait for me!"
Julius Reed’s heart tensed instantly.
As he ran outside, he pulled out his phone and called Templeton Lena.
The intelligence work at Seven Clouds Academy was now Templeton Lena’s responsibility.
No sooner had Julius Reed arrived in Gonzalez City than the people from Seven Clouds Academy followed, beginning to set up an intelligence network.
"Medicine King Valley, has anyone been there!"
This was Julius Reed’s biggest worry!
The elders of Medicine King Valley were Grandmasters!
Cosmo couldn’t stop them!
"No! Mad Dragon, what happened?"
Templeton Lena was puzzled.
"My brother has been poisoned!"
Julius Reed didn’t believe that Aron Jackson, always so cautious, could be poisoned without reason!
"Poisoned?"
Templeton Lena was taken aback at first, then spoke up, "Abernathy’s Poison King, Jensen Cook, was in Gonzalez City three hours ago..."
