Playtime's Over, CEO: She's Really Done With You-Chapter 372: Provocation, Pressure, Forcing Step by Step
As soon as these words were spoken, Serena Sterling understood that the First Young Master Ford intended to give her a stern warning.
Even if it meant jeopardizing the Aether deal.
Brandon Huxley felt a chill down his spine and immediately spoke up, "Young Master, this isn’t quite right, is it? Suddenly demanding a hundred million, I think..."
Others around were also displeased.
Whether it was the bosses themselves or representatives sent by the companies.
The First Young Master Ford’s pressure was a direct slap in the face.
No time was given to transfer funds to the account; suddenly demanding a hundred million, how could they verify it?
The meeting room immediately turned chaotic.
"Young Master, even with your immense wealth, you can’t bully people like this. After all, this is Aether’s financing meeting, not a Ford Family gathering!"
"If there was an agreement between Mr. Huxley and Young Master from the start, then why have us come all this way for nothing?"
"Mr. Huxley, you can’t let people down like this!"
...
Isla Lawson also became anxious. She wasn’t worried about the capital verification, rather she wanted to set a trap for Serena. If Serena couldn’t even meet the threshold, she wouldn’t have a chance to fall into the trap!
Thinking this, Isla Lawson spoke to the First Young Master Ford, saying: "Young Master, I also think this isn’t quite right. This is supposed to be the Aether meeting, so Mr. Huxley’s opinion should matter."
But the First Young Master Ford continued to look only at Serena Sterling.
"Mr. Sheridan, everyone here has expressed their opinions. Why don’t you say something?" asked the First Young Master Ford.
Serena Sterling looked at the First Young Master Ford and smiled indifferently.
"Everyone’s opinions are similar; there’s no need for me to say more," Serena replied.
"But what if I just want to hear your opinion?" the First Young Master Ford pressed tightly.
Everyone in the room stopped and looked at Serena and the First Young Master Ford.
Serena didn’t engage, not even acknowledging the First Young Master Ford, just shrugged and looked at Brandon Huxley.
"Mr. Huxley, this is your meeting. You decide," she said.
But before Serena could finish speaking, the First Young Master Ford spoke again.
"What’s wrong? Not enough money?" he pressed further, "Serena, if you don’t have enough, you can leave."
He said this with no pretense whatsoever.
Under the lights, the First Young Master Ford’s face carried a mocking expression.
Everyone was watching the two of them, becoming the center of the whole room’s attention.
Seeing this, Isla Lawson didn’t care if she could set a trap for Serena. She took the opportunity to step on her, saying:
"That’s right, Serena, even if you somehow cobbled together thirty million for verification, you’d only invest a few million, maybe ten million. With no capital, yet trying to invest like others, isn’t it embarrassing?"
If she could provoke Serena into borrowing from Silas Hawthorne, it would be ideal, to fill the pit together later.
If that didn’t work, she planned to find another opportunity to mend it later.
That’s what Isla Lawson thought.
"What’s the matter, Serena, why aren’t you speaking?" Isla Lawson chuckled, "Since just now, the Young Master has been asking you questions, why are you avoiding them? Are you scared?"
"Weren’t you speaking so ambitiously at the opening banquet before? Is this it? Aeon, the Sheridan Family, Serena Sterling, just like that!"
Isla Lawson’s voice echoed throughout the meeting room.
People around stayed silent, watching the three of them.
Now they realized, those two were putting pressure on Serena.
At this moment, the First Young Master Ford continued, "Of course, Serena, I am still older than you. As long as you bow to me, I could still show leniency and let you pass."
Little Raine, who had been standing behind Serena, was really annoyed.
At this moment, Raine spoke up, "Young Master, you sure are magnanimous!"
The words were full of sarcasm.
But the First Young Master Ford ignored Raine, just kept looking at Serena.
"Why aren’t you speaking?" piling on more pressure.
Serena slightly lowered her eyes and chuckled softly.
"I just think, Miss Lawson, Young Master, your actions are really childish," Serena said.
Before the two could respond, Serena continued, "One uses provocation, the other, coercion, quite good."
Serena lifted her eyes and looked at Brandon Huxley.
"Mr. Huxley, previously for capital verification, perhaps documents were needed. I want to ask, if conditions suddenly increase, is there a simpler method?" Serena inquired.
"Do you want to use the complexity of capital verification as an excuse?" the First Young Master Ford laughed, "I have a suggestion, just look at the account numbers."
After he finished, he symbolically glanced at Brandon Huxley, "Mr. Huxley, would that be acceptable?"
Brandon Huxley was completely at a loss, so he could only nod.
A verification plan is just that.
As long as there’s money in the account, it’s fine.
Seeing Brandon Huxley nod, the First Young Master Ford looked back at Serena, "Now? Have you gotten the outcome you wanted?"
"In that case." Serena glanced at Raine on the side.
Raine nodded and immediately set into action.
"The simplest method." Serena opened a page, and Raine projected it onto the adjacent wall.
Displayed was an account balance.
Aeon’s account balance.
Everyone immediately raised their heads and counted, tens of thousands... hundreds of thousands...
Then, Isla Lawson laughed mockingly.
"Though a little unexpected, Serena, this is still only eighty million, which isn’t enough," Isla Lawson said.
"Take another look." Serena said, refreshing the page.
Only to find that it had increased by another twenty million, just making it a hundred million.
Large transfers require a certain approval time, Serena had just directed someone to handle these quickly offline.
Just now, Serena had remained silent because of this.
"This is Aeon’s account." Serena said, "If you don’t believe it, you can check."
Serena looked at Isla Lawson and the First Young Master Ford, smiling: "Is it okay now? A hundred million."
The First Young Master Ford slightly furrowed his brows; he underestimated Serena, not expecting her to really have a hundred million.
However, seeing she had hurriedly transferred from elsewhere, probably meant she didn’t have much more.
So, he said, "How about this? An additional fifty million then? Serena, do you have it?"
People around were buzzing with conversation, a loud hum filled the entire meeting room.
"Young Master, today alone, you’ve increased the verification amount several times already," Serena said.
As she spoke, her gaze moved across the faces of the First Young Master Ford and Isla Lawson.
"Provocation, I’ve met it."
"Coercion, I’ve met it too."
Serena said, "Now that you are raising the threshold temporarily, Young Master, you should show some sincerity too, after all, this is Mr. Huxley’s company, wouldn’t you say?"
The First Young Master Ford chuckled, looking at Brandon Huxley and said, "Raise the threshold to a hundred and fifty million; of your three hundred million financing, I’ll contribute eighty million."
Isla Lawson, standing by, was about to speak but stopped.
Brandon Huxley was very happy.
At least there was some guarantee.
So he looked at Serena, the message clear.
Serena smiled.
"In that case." Serena said, operating her account again.
In just a moment, everyone saw another account appear.
"Fifty million, is that enough?" Serena said.
