Chapter 281: Chapter 290

Chapter 290 Claiming Credit Nelson was the main organizer, yet he didn’t understand the basic requirements of a mountain race.

With this in mind, Melanie had to summarize the key points that she felt he would be able to understand or at least care about.

“Have you considered the fact that the bikers will be racing on mountain roads, and that if it were to start raining in the next two hours, a mudslide might occur that might put the bikers‘ lives in danger? If anything were to happen, would you and your men be able to drive in from the base camp to rescue the bikers in time?”

Reason finally returned to Mr. Hans as he pondered over Melanie’s words. The risk she described did exist on Mount Coloss.

This was the first mission Johnson Corporation tasked him with. He had to do a good job and claim credit for it. He couldn’t allow anything to go wrong under his watch.

Nelson’s eyes narrowed as he waved his assistant over.

“Announce to everyone that there might be rain in two hours‘ time. Shorten the race by two hours! Make them start and end as fast as possible!”

“Yes, Mr. Hans!”

His subordinate was just about to leave to inform everyone about his instructions, when Melanie yelled at him.

“What nonsense!”

Melanie grabbed hold of the assistant, and said furiously to Nelson. “The race has already started, and the weather just took a sharp turn for the worse! How dare you cut short the race just like this? That’s a fatal mistake!”

“Are you saying that you know better than I do?”

Nelson hated people insinuating that he was an ignorant country bumpkin. He waved his assistant away, and instructed, “Hurry up and announce the change! If this woman dares to breathe another word, chase her away!”

Five minutes later, Melanie and the team she brought were chased out of the base camp.

“Melanie? Were you chased out by them as well?”

A man’s surprised voice sounded from behind. Melanie was shocked when she turned around and saw who it was.

“Mr. Smith? What what brings you here?”

“I’m here to take photos of Mount Coloss.”

Mr. Smith was wearing a professional–looking outdoor sports attire and a tight–fitting hat. Melanie almost didn’t recognize him amongst a crowd.

Mr. Smith couldn’t help but complain to Melanie, “I didn’t expect to be able to catch a mountain race, I thought 143 +15 BONUS do they have to stop people with cameras from going up the mountain? They clearly engaged some reporters.

They have cameras, too!”

Melanie blinked as she glanced toward the base camp. Those reporters were probably bribed by Nelson to report whatever he wanted, and ignore whatever he wanted to hide.

She pulled out her phone, and refreshed the weather forecast. Looking up at the dark clouds rolling across the sky, an ominous feeling crept up her chest.

“Miss Melanie, what should we do now?” some people she brought along with her asked with concern.

“Do any of you know about such extreme mountain races?” Melanie asked. “Is there a high likelihood of a fatal accident happening in such circumstances?”

A middle–aged man approached her.

“I was involved in these sports when I was young. I don’t dabble in this anymore, but I do pay attention to relevant news. I’ve heard about accidents occurring during extreme competitions held abroad recently, mainly due to bad weather and insufficient safety measures put in place by the organizers. The weather today doesn’t look good.”

“Alright. I’ll send the map of today’s mountain race to you. Since you have experience, assign our people to the various refreshment stations on the mountain, just in case something happens,” Melanie said decisively.

The employee looked thoroughly at the race map that Quincy sent, and began assigning manpower and supplies to the various refreshment stations according to the difficulty and risk level of each section of the racecourse.

After he was done, Melanie said to everyone, “Time is of the essence. Let’s head off to the mountain with him as the lead!”

“Yes, Miss Melanie!” the employees of Jones Enterprise said with gusto.

Mr. Smith tugged at Melanie’s sleeve from behind. “Hey! Take me with you!”

“The weather is terrible today, and the mountain roads are winding. What’s more, we might face critical situations where we have to rescue injured bikers. Are you sure you want to come along?” Melanie asked.

Mr. Smith nodded without hesitation. “My lenses don’t just favor peaceful and serene scenes!”

Melanie’s lashes trembled. She paused for a moment before nodding at Mr. Smith.

“So be it. Perhaps such wickedness has to be captured through the lenses and exposed to everyone.

Otherwise, these organizers and sponsors profiteering against their conscience will never know the error of their ways.

“Keep your camera hidden. It’ll be best if you bring along portable filming equipment instead and follow right behind us. After entering the mountain, the roads might get complicated. I might not have the capacity to watch out for you. You’ll have to be careful,” Melanie reminded him.

“Don’t worry. I can’t possibly be physically weaker than you are,” Mr. Smith declared confidently.

2/3 +15 BONUS With that, everyone boarded the bus and headed steadily up the mountain.

In the base camp, Nelson’s assistant hurriedly reported to him, “President, Melanie Jones is arrogantly marching up the mountain, bringing a huge bunch of people to the refreshment stations! She’s just trying to claim credit for your work! Should we follow her and keep an eye on her?”

“It’ll be cold and harsh up there. Are you sure you want to go up the mountain?” Nelson glanced coldly at him.”

Have you taken care of the on–site media partners?”

“I did. They’ll send the content of their article to us.to review it before they publish it.”

Nelson nodded, satisfied. “Then just let them go up the mountain! There are no media partners up there, and it’s useless no matter how much of a front she puts up! A brat like her can do nothing to claim