Chapter 382
Summon Of The Sword
âWhat did you say?â
Lucy, on the other side of the line, immediately got up.
âMother, Iâm reinstated. I have been reinstated to my old position!
âMy boss also said theyâll consider me for a promotion depending on my performanceâ¦â
Jeremy took a deep breath. He even walked a little unsteadily.
He felt nothing when he was in that position.
However, he realized how precious that job position was after guarding the gates for days!
âThis⦠this must have something to do with Seanâ¦â
Lucy sat down slowly and murmured to herself.
âNo, Seanâs 100 percent related to this.
âOtherwise, thereâs no such coincidence.â
Hayden never said anything about giving Jeremy his job back.
However, after Sean relented yesterday, he was reinstated today.
Jeremy was not an idiot, or he would not be in this position. 1 Therefore, he could figure out the key.
âSean, who⦠who is he?â
Lucy was completely stunned, unable to keep calm.
âNever mind who he is, Mom.
âAll you need to know is that Sean is very important.
âOur family must stay on good terms with Aunt Fionâs family!â
Jeremy spoke sternly as he walked.
Lucy nodded. Then she frowned and asked, âYou just said that you would be considered for promotion depending on your performanceâ¦
âWhat performance?â
As soon as Lucy said that, it gave Jeremy a wakeâup call.
âJeremy froze for two seconds before reaching out and slapping his thigh.
âMother, this must be a hint!
âAs for how I would perform, it must be how I treat Brother Sean!
âMom, letâs go to Brother Seanâs place tonight and thank him.â
Jeremy had been living long enough to know what to do.
Sean had helped him get reinstated.
He would be a fool not to seize this opportunity and thank him.
2 pm.
River City Zimmer Corporationâs headquarters.
Quillâs father, Jon, sat behind his desk, looking at a report.
A young man in a stiff suit was talking respectfully about something in front of him.
âSir, twelve companies are bidding for the land weâre bidding for this time.
âThe list is in the report. have a look.â
Jon nodded gently and flipped through the report before him as he lit up his expensive cigar.
âTheyâre old acquaintances.â
Jon slowly puffed out smoke in a nonchalant tone.
With the Zimmer familyâs current financial resources, the companies on the list were no match for them.
Therefore, he did not care.
âYes, sir. These companies have lost to us many times.â
The young man also smiled slightly with a trace of pride on the corners of his mouth.
Jon nodded slightly and was about to close the report when he frowned and looked at the end of the list.
âThis⦠Reach For Will?
âI do know a saying: reach for the stars. What does reach for will mean?
âWhat does the company do?â
Jonâs brow furrowed slightly.
He had never heard of this company. It must be new.
âSir, did you say Reach For Will Group? What a flashy name for a small company. They even called themselves a group.
âI had someone look into it. They only registered in the last few days. Theyâre nothing.â
The young man in a suit was still nonchalant.
âThey just registered?â
Jonâs brow was still furrowed.
âThere are only a few wealthy people in River Cityâs high society.
âWhy havenât I heard of anyone starting such a company?
âIs it a foreign company that wants a piece of River City?â
Jon took a puff from his cigar. His intuition from struggling in the business world for years made him feel that Reach For Will Group was no ordinary company.
âThe first thing a newly registered small company has to do is ensure its survival.
âBut instead of playing it safe, they went against the trend and bid against big companies?
âThis bidding price floor is at least ten million, isnât it?
âHow much did they offer? Could a small company pay up ten million dollars easily?â Listening to Jonâs analysis, the young man in a suit also froze a little.
âHold on. Iâll check.â
Jon thought for a moment and began to look it up on his computer with a cigar in his mouth. âReach For Will Industrial Group, company legal person, Harry Clarke⦠Iâve never heard of him.
âYo, theyâre involved in a wide range of industries. International trade? How ridiculousâ¦
âRegistered capitalâ¦
âHsss!â
When Jon read this, he suddenly gasped, and his cigar fell to the desk with a thud.
âWhatâs happened, Sir?â
The young man in a suit immediately came forward and picked up the cigar.
âRegistered capital⦠120 million dollars!â
Jonâs eyes widened with shock.
âWhat?â
The young man in a suit trembled, and the cigar fell onto the desk again.
âItâs true. 120 million dollars.
âWho are they?â
With eyes wide opened, Jon picked up his cigar with a trembling hand and took a deep puff.