Chapter 619

Noon.

Luther was in Clarenworth, finishing up the project's wrap-up meeting,

having lunch with the project director, and making arrangements for

follow-ups. When it was all over, he set out for his journey back to

Khebury.

Casey drove and Luther sat in the rear seat. Soon, the Bentley was on

the highway.

"The Clarenworth property project was not very profitable overall, but

the price we paid for this is not small. President, should we stop

working with them in the future?" Casey said with a little bit of

resentment.

In his opinion, Clarenworth's project was full of surprises and stumbles.

Most importantly, the president was also involved in a car accident on

his way to Clarenworth because of the project, and lost his memory.

Luckily, the president's life was not in danger.

The gains were few, and the price paid was heavy.

This project might not seem like a good deal, and the benefits did not

even outweigh the costs.

"Not exactly.” Luther reclined on the seat and closed his eyes, "This is

their first real estate contact, so we can’t expect it would go smoothly.

However, their background should not be underestimated. Actually,

they own numerous lands. As far as I know, the coastal area along the

border of Clarenworth and Khebury is basically controlled by them. So,

working with them on real estate projects, even if we lose money, we

are still paving our way for the future.”

"President, you mean, you want the harbor in their hands?" Casey was

slightly surprised. He didn't even know that the president was so

ambitious!

"Hmm. In the long run, while we have a firm grip on the domestic

market, the R&S Group still needs to own an entire seaport in order to

expand its international business in the future.” Luther said lightly.

Casey's eyes shone brightly, "President, you are really ambitious. I did

not think of something like this at all. I was just being short-sighted. I've

been with you for so long, but I've grown too little.” He was too

impressed that the president had such a far-sighted plan, while he only

saw the immediate gains.

“In time, we will build a seaport city of our own. Logistics, shipping,

commerce, scenic spots, dining, accommodation, tourism, and real

estate in one." Luther spoke with some sleepiness.

He pressed a button and the seat immediately moved backwards and

flattened.

"Simply fantastic and worth the wait!"

Casey was excited to hear it. In the rearview mirror, he noticed Luther

flattening his seat and seemingly preparing to sleep.

He reminded, "President, there are blankets under the seat next to you.

You sleep for a while, and I will try to drive smoothly.” Immediately after

that, he pressed the auto-dimming button. The glass on both sides of

the car darkened, and the entire interior was no longer bright and was

much more suitable for rest.

"Hmm." Luther looked at his watch, "It's almost two o'clock. Drive faster

and get me to the court by three thirty."

After saying that, he took out a blanket and covered himself with it,

ready to rest. A heavy tiredness came over him. After the last few days

of strenuous work, he needed a good rest.

"Okay, President." Casey adjusted the temperature of the air

conditioner and turned on the fresh air system to make sure the car

was comfortable.

Arriving at the Khebury court by three thirty? He looked at the

navigation, and it was simply too late; he would need to be speeding

the entire time to do so. He knew what Luther was going to do at the

court — it had to be to about the divorce with Joyce.

Thinking about it, he could not help but feel pity within his heart. After

all, he looked at Joyce, too, in a different light. A girl, with overwhelming

intelligence, and overwhelming design talent, was rare.