Chapter 60

However, instead of responding to her question, he went to the TV cabinet in the living room, where

he rummaged for a large set of Lego blocks and began to play with them on his own. Sasha was

stupefied by his actions. It’s like he’s telling me that he doesn’t want to go back. Now what? Do I... just

leave him here? It should be fine if lan did not want to return. This place seemed to be fully

equipped with everything the boy needed, as though it was exclusively prepared for him.

Furthermore, when she brought him here the last time she came over to deliver medicine, hadn't he

stayed with that man the whole afternoon? Hence, Sasha chose to let him be for now. She planned

to head downstairs and inform Luke before going back.

However, what irked her was that when she came down, not only was Luke not in the president's

office, but the man she loathed the most was also nowhere to be seen. Where did they go? She was

getting agitated as she could not find Luke and did not know where he had gone to. What now?

Should I go look for him again? Sasha's frustration was building up. Right then, the phone on

Sebastian's desk rang. Ring, ring... Sasha paused in her tracks for a moment, then turned to leave. It

was impossible for her to be bothered with phone calls right now, especially when she did not even

want to meet the owner of the office she was currently in or spare the man a glance. So why would

she even care about his affairs?

All of a sudden, a small figure appeared across from her, “Answer the phone!” “What?” Sasha

whipped her head around, surprised to see her son, who seemed to have followed her without her

knowing. lan looked up at her. “Daddy's phone calls are very important. We can go home after you

answer it!” Still holding onto the Lego blocks, the boy stepped into the office. Sasha deliberated

with herself. Fine, I'll see who's calling so that I can take him home after this.

Sasha picked up the phone and greeted, “Hello.” “Hello!” Surprisingly, after the call got through, the

caller on the other end spoke in Jetroinian. Arching her eyebrows, Sasha replied in fluent Jetroinian,

"Good day, how can I help you?” When the other party heard that Sasha could also speak Jetroinian,

they were quite pleased. Meanwhile, the little boy playing with Lego blocks in the room also turned

to look at her. Wow; silly Mommy is so awesome! *

Good day, Mr. Hayes. I am Matsushima Oka, chairman of Nikkawa-Gen. I would like to inform you

that I have received the acquisition contract issued by your company and that I agree to sell

Nikkawa-Gen to the Hayes Corporation! “ The speaker was fluent in Jetroinian too. From the sound

of it, he must be a native Jetroinian. When Sasha heard that, she grabbed a piece of paper and a

pen to take notes. “Yes, sir. However, I am not Mr. Hayes. He has stepped out at the moment. Would

you like me to leave a message for him?” Her patience was running thin. And so, Matsushima Oka

started, “Alright, thank you, miss. Please deliver this message to him. I have a little request which I

hope Mr. Hayes can agree to.

You see, Nikkawa-Gen is a family business passed down from generation to generation in the

Matsushima family, so I don't want this family legacy to end like that. After Mr. Hayes’ acquisition,

I'd like to use all the funds to buy some of the shares and become one of the new shareholders. Is

that possible?” The scribbling stopped right then. Are all businessmen nowadays so shameless? It's

like someone asking to occupy a room of the house they've sold and share part of its ownership. Sasha

sneered, “Mr. Matsushima, you have crossed the line with that request. Since you have decided to

sell your company to the Hayes Corporation, there is no reason for us to make you one of the

shareholders, no matter how we look at it. What's the difference between this approach and looking

to the Hayes Corporation for financing needs?” “What did you say?”

The Jetroinian man did not expect that the request he made would be summed up by a regular

employee so bluntly and accurately. In a split second, he got somewhat irritated. /s the Hayes

Corporation that great? So much so that even a regular employee knows so much about finance? "Did

I say something wrong? You're selling the company, and yet you intend to become one of the

shareholders yourself. What is this if not financing? Let me tell you, if you really want to raise funds,

you don't need to seek out the Hayes Corporation. Sebastian Hayes is not an idiot. He won't be

fooled by you. You should take your GDP to Wall Street for a spin. Maybe get an analyst who's

willing to help you gain more bang for the buck. Do you hear me?” Sasha explained herself clearly,

then hung up the phone! lan was rendered speechless. Is Mommy scolding someone else? Has

Mommy just ruined Daddy's business? I guess it doesn't matter since he bullied her first. Let this be his

punishment then.

The little boy withdrew his gaze from his mother and went on to play with the Lego blocks. Ten

minutes later, Sasha left the company and returned home with lan. About three o'clock in the

afternoon, Sebastian finally returned to the company after ending a meeting with one of his clients.

“Mr. Hayes, we have a problem. The chairman of the Jetroinian machinery company that we

intended to acquire has promptly decided not to sell the firm to us. What should we do now?”

Sebastian had just returned to the office when the company’s vice president, who was in charge of

marketing, came looking for him while uttering cries of anguish.

According to the vice president, the acquisition project that they had been working on for so many

months was suddenly disrupted. Sebastian frowned. “Why's that?” The vice president was aggrieved.

“I don't really know. According to the staff at the Marketing Department, someone by the name of

Matsushima personally called up our company. He originally proposed the possibility of becoming a

shareholder after the acquisition. However, the person who answered the phone gave him a

scolding and told him to take his GDP to a financial analyst on Wall Street. That way, he could

perhaps gain more bang for the buck!” Sebastian sank into his thoughts. As he stood there,

Sebastian pondered over the statement while he wiggled out of his suit jacket, his eyes twitching

uncontrollably. Take their GDP to Wall Street? This is interesting...

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