Rebirth of England

"Your Highness the Duke, here are the plans for the new capital city of Bulita that came from Colo, as well as the plans for the Jupiter Building that Golden Africa Real Estate Group is going to build for you..."

After Wang Wanting handed the documents in her hands to Barron, he moved his chair back a bit, leaving enough space under the desk.

Seeing this, the dignified and elegant female assistant's face turned red. She stepped on high heels and walked slowly to the side of the desk, knelt down on the carpet... The space under the desk was enough.

The sunshine this afternoon was good. Barron was looking through the plans and designs. In front of him, from the corner of his eyes, he could see the sunlight shining on the black hair of the female assistant, giving off a bit of golden light...

At this moment, Barron received a text message on his phone. After reading it, a smile appeared on his face.

Putting the phone back on the desk again, Barron's phone rang again within a few minutes...

"Your Highness, your phone number..."

Seeing that Barron ignored the ringing of his cell phone, the female assistant stopped her "work", raised her head, and asked strangely.

Barron, on the other hand, pulled her up, made her support the table, and then...

The sound of "hiss" sounded...

Now Wang Wanting is no longer like the first time when she couldn't help but exclaim.

She gritted her teeth and tried her best to hold on to her body...

Barron's cell phone rang again after being quiet.

While he was exercising, he calmly reached out and picked up the phone, and after connecting it:

"Hello, I'm Barron."

After saying this, he pulled the phone away...

Sure enough, even at this distance, he could still hear John Smith's almost roaring voice from the phone:

"F**K, Barron, you traitor, didn't you promise me that you would be on my side? Why did DS Capital choose to abstain? Don't tell me that Amber Sheen made her own decision!"

"Don't be so excited, dear John..."

As Barron spoke, he pulled the office chair under him. After he sat down, he patted his female assistant and signaled her to "take the initiative".

Then, he said leisurely:

"First of all, John, you may have remembered wrongly. I did not promise to support your proposal. What I said at that time was that I would stand on the side of the winner - if you can be regarded as a winner by me, it is a pity that you Screwed up."

"You fool me?!"

"No, John, impulsiveness doesn't solve anything, and I told you, you messed it up!"

Barron somewhat admired his control, but it seemed that his female assistant needed to strengthen her physical strength...

He continued:

"I can ask Mr. Sheehan to vote in favor, abstain, or even support your elder brother. You can't blame others blindly, but you should first reflect on yourself, why such a thing happened, or if you need me to remind you. ?You said you had already won the representatives of the Pilot Group to your side, but did you forget to tell me how you won them over? What did you promise them? "

After what Barron said, John Smith, who had just looked like he was launching an attack to accuse him, immediately became mute.

"Barron, I, I'm just a strategy."

Barron smiled and did not let him go, but continued:

"A strategy? John, we are not children anymore, there is no need to say such things. If it is really a strategy, then you won't hide it from me on purpose, will you?"

At this time, Barron had already stood up, and the female assistant was kneeling on the chair... She was really exhausted.

Barron looked at the scenery outside the French window and said:

"But you know what? You promised to sell them the shares of SEM Group held by Sinclair Group and let the Pilot Group support you. At the same time, this is also the reason for your failure this time. Because the Pilot Group does not only get it from you. In exchange for the promise to buy SEM Group shares, your elder brother also made the same request."

"So not only will I stand on the side of the winner, but so will the Pilot Group. No matter who of you wins, they will get what they want, of course, provided they don't meet me."

How high-spirited John Smith was in the past, and how miserable he is now.

He is not unaware that the promises made to Vanguard Group will cause Barron's dissatisfaction.

It was just that at that time, he intentionally or unintentionally ignored this, or in other words, he thought that after he gained control of the company, none of this would be a problem.

But now, he is like a gambler who has lost all his chips at the gambling table. The only thing he hopes for is to make a comeback.

"The board of directors will convene again in the afternoon. When David wins this position, he will drive us all out of the company. It will not be good news for you, Barron..."

"You are wrong, John. No matter who sits in the chairman's seat, it will not affect SEM Group's cooperation with you. I believe David can see this and understand that cooperation with us is a win-win situation."

"But Barron..."

At this moment, Barron did not listen to what the other party said. Instead, he put his phone on the table and focused on the study of knowledge...

Wang Wanting was also wandering in her studies. She had no idea where she was and could only cover her mouth tightly...

finally……

While the female assistant was helping him clean up, Barron picked up his phone:

"John, as a friend, I can give you one last chance, but I need you to show sincerity..."

…

After the female assistant left the office, Barron dialed Ivanta's number.

"You've got him?"

"Yes, honey. How's it going with David Smith?"

"He agreed to almost all the conditions I put forward... I estimate that he made more promises at noon today than he did in the previous year."

Ivanta's crisp voice came from the receiver:

"It's just a pity that this is destined to become a smoke bomb, isn't it? By the way, dear, what I'm curious about is, why did you guess that the Pilot Group would abstain from voting?"

"It's easy because I gave them smoke grenades too..."

The time has been pushed forward by more than three hours...

"Hello, Mr. Bogle, glad to receive your call..."

There are not many people who can have Barron's personal number, and John Bogle, the founder of Vanguard Group, is one of them.

"Your Highness, let me get straight to the point. The Sinclair Group's board of directors will be held soon. I believe you are also paying attention to this matter..."

"Haha, sir, I think there will be something more worthy of attention, and in any case, it will not affect our interests there, right?"

It’s clear that Bogle didn’t feel that what Barron said was what he really thought:

"This is inconsistent with the information we have received from John Smith, Your Highness."

"Maybe you got the wrong information, or John had a wrong understanding. These are all possible."

Bogle didn't seem to want to beat around the bush anymore, and said calmly:

“We have just received accurate news that there has been a change in the shareholders of Sinclair Group. IC Capital bought the shares of HG Vora Capital and replaced their positions on the board of directors... Do you have any opinion on this? "