Chapter 1770
The First Heir
Was this a joke?
50 million dollars?
His companyâs market value was only over a billion. 50 million dollars was equivalent to cutting one of
his arms off!
If they accepted all the refund requests, what would they do tomorrow?
Continue to process refund requests?
In that case, his company would go bankrupt immediately!
Homer finally realized the severity of this problem and quickly asked, âWhat the hell is going on? Why
are so many people coming to ask for refunds? Is there a problem with our product? Isnât it just an
ordinary tranquilizer?â
Homer Pharmaceutical was in the business of health care products. Their medicine was neither good
nor bad, it was just a normal tranquilizer. It would indeed have some effect on the elderly, but they
would not live to 99 Years old.
Besides, these lonely old people were easy to cheat. As long as their salespeople said some flattering
words and visited them a few times, the deal was done.
Moreover, they had rebate contracts. Many elderly people would fork out their life savings for their
retirement.
Homer was not afraid of getting into trouble either. After all, they were just a bunch of old men and
women. If something happened, he had a way to take care of them.
He would just resort to intimidation and threats. What could a bunch of old people do?
Furthermore, his family enjoyed a certain status in Flower City. Many people knew about their
underhanded activities but chose to close one eye.
Now, with so many people coming for refunds, someone was obviously messing with them behind their
backs!
The person on the other end of the phone was also confused and said, âChairman Dunley, we donât
know whatâs going on either. This group of old men and women are blocking the entrance of our
company now. Moreover, they arrived at the scene in chartered cars. There are also no less than 20 or
30 bodyguards in black suits at the scene protecting these old people. Our people dare not do anything
at all!â
âWhat did you say? Chartered cars and special bodyguards?â Homer was dumbfounded.
What the heck was this?
âDamn it! Hurry up and find out whoâs behind this!â Homer cursed.
He was almost going mad from anger!
âOkay, weâll talk to them now.â The person on the other end of the phone nodded repeatedly and hung
up.
In less than ten minutes, Homerâs phone rang again. As soon as he answered it, there was a heart
piercing scream from his subordinate. âChairman Dunley, itâs over, weâve been beaten up! There are
too many of them and theyâre all ruthless. Before we could say anything, the other party immediately
made a move!â
âWhat? How could this be? What exactly did you say?â Homer asked.
âWe hadnât even said anything. The other party has a man from the Northeast who asked us what we
were looking at. We also have a grumpy man from the Northeast on our side. They just started
squabbling back and forth. Then, the fight broke out.â
âF*ck!â
Homer roared and dropped the phone.
Philip Clarke must be behind this!
He quickly dialed Ernieâs number and said gruffly, âHow long before you reach Uppercreek? The order
has changed. Kill Philip Clarke immediately!â