Chapter 836
Summon Of The Sword
âDad, are we really talking to Boss Flint about working together?
âWeâre a legit company, but theyâre not.â
Quill thought for a moment and said with a frown.
âSo what? I have to see him.â
Jon waved his hand with a frown, his mind already made up.
Jon listened to what the senior executive said.
Reach For Will Group was just too powerful.
They now ruled the entire River Cityâs business circle, if not most of it.
In this case, whichever company Zimmer Corporation sold the land to, it would probably end up in Reach For Will Groupâs hands.
However, Jon hated Reach For Will Group so much that he would never give up the development rights to them even if he had to file for bankruptcy.
Therefore, he could only go through other avenues.
The business circle was a lost cause.
The underworldâs Flint was Jonâs only choice.
First of all, Flintâs focus was not on business.
Most of his businesses were entertainment clubs, which were not a usual industry in the business circle.
Therefore, he was destined not to have much to do with Reach For Will Group.
Secondly, Jon would not believe that Flint had no background to make it this far.
Underworld forces would never follow the law.
At least they would sidestep around it.
If no one backed them up, would Flint be able to get to where he was today?
Therefore, Jon was confident that someone was behind Flint, and they were powerful.
They could even rival Reach For Will Group.
Jon could then safely sell the land to Flint.
âSir, according to our information, Flint has nothing to do with Reach For Will Group.
âSo it should work.â
Seeing that Jon had made up his mind, the senior executives spoke in approval.
In River City, only a powerful force like Flint did not have much contact with Reach For Will Group.
No one knew if Sean had set it up.
No one could speculate whether Sean had made the preparations to go after Zimmer Corporation long ago.
Everything was unknown so far.
Everyone agreed, but only Quill was still reluctant.
He seemed to have something on his mind.
âDad, I still donât think it will work.
âThey are thugs, not serious businessmen.
âThugs do things without abiding by the rules. They only pursue profits and are even more unscrupulous than we are.
âOnce we get involved with them, it wonât be easy to get away from them!â
Quill gritted his teeth slightly as he spoke of Flintâs power, a look of fear in his eyes.
âShut up!
âDo I have a choice now?
âIf you b*stard hadnât been scammed of so much money, would we be in dire straits right now?â
It would have been fine if Quill said nothing, but Jonâs temper surged as soon as he spoke.
Quill gritted his teeth slightly and obediently kept his mouth shut.
No one noticed Quillâs ghastly expression.
He was the only one who knew what he had hidden from Jon.
âQuill, go and report the scam to the government office.
âWe must do everything we can to recover the money.
âManager Lynch, help me arrange an appointment with Flint.â
Jon gave several instructions, and everyone nodded.
3 p.m.
River City Minton Restaurant.
Jon scored an appointment with Flint.
Only the two of them were in the private room.
Jonâs female assistant and Flintâs bodyguards stood behind them.
The atmosphere in the private room was slightly awkward.
After all, business titans like Jon normallydespised members of the underworld like Flint.In his opinion, people like Flintwere tools for the rich.However, he did not expect himself to seek help froma man he had always despised one was a businessmogul while the other was a leader of the underworldawkwardness was inevitable when the two men sat together bossFlint, I've heard so much about you I just haven'thad a chance to sit down with you.I appreciate you coming today, boss.Flint, I'll down this tea to show respect.John picked up the tea cup,his face full of politeness. Mr. Zimmer.You're too kind.I'm no nobleman.Save the niceties.Just say whatever's on your mind flint picked up theteacup and downed it as if it were liquor anold fox like John was not used to Flint straightforwardmanner however, he soon descended to Flint's way of talking.