"I hope so." Old Morgan seemed to have thought of something. "What about Rare Club? How's it going there?"
"It's almost done. In a few more days, after everyone votes, everything will be settled," Flander said. "The Rare Club is becoming increasingly important in high society. Nobody expected that such a place for eating, drinking, and having fun would be turned into this kind of spectacle. Even several dukes from Europe have lowered their guard and gone there to eat some caviar. How can such an important place allow a few insignificant families to occupy high positions on the board of directors? That's not the status they deserve. They should step down."
Old Morgan nodded and said, "Actually, if the Duanmu family's business hadn't encroached on our interests this time, we could have reserved a place for them. After all, they are a large family. People who think they are just an ordinary conglomerate are sorely mistaken! You can go back and look through the family files to see how powerful they are. But unfortunately, the securities business is one of the foundations of Morgan, and we will not allow anyone to dabble in or provoke it. Since the Duanmu family dared to launch an attack in this field, they should be prepared to withstand our counterattack."
Flanders agreed.
"Furthermore, colluding with the Shanri Group is strictly prohibited!" Old Morgan said sternly. "This is a serious breach of ethical boundaries. In the business world, it's fine to fight back and forth, and no one can complain about who loses. But this kind of thing goes outside the rules; it's outrageous! If I hadn't been on a sunbathing vacation on an Australian beach and hadn't had time to deal with company matters, I would have definitely stopped you from doing this!"
Flander gave a wry smile. "Actually, I didn't know about this either. It was my second uncle's son who did it behind my back. By the time I found out, the Shanri Group had already been taken down."
Old Morgan's expression softened slightly. "I remember the company was short a manager in the Ethiopian branch, right? Let's send him there. But this incident also shows that the young man from the Duanmu family is not someone to be trifled with. You tried to sabotage him in Kobe, but he just chopped off your hands that were holding the weapons. He's a ruthless character."
“Father, do you think we should explain this to the Duanmu family?” Flander said. “After all, this was an accident, and it wouldn’t be good if it caused any misunderstandings.”
"No need!" old Morgan said decisively. "When has the Morgan family ever needed to explain ourselves, even if we're wrong? Let him misunderstand if he wants; what can he do to me?" (To be continued...)
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