A Promising Youth

Chapter 22 Specializing in Disobedience

I didn't have that much money, but I bet Sienna could lend me the money.

I took my phone out and made a call to Sienna. Everyone was looking straight at me, wondering how a

boy in a cheap suit got 2.6 million.

I made a call to her, but embarrassingly, she did not pick up. When I tried again, Bill laughed straight

out!

“Stop pretending!

I'm afraid you can’t not get 2.6 million even if you sell yourself.”

When he spoke, those around him followed suit.

“Has he ever seen so much money?”

“Hey, it's me. I'm in a bit of trouble right now. Can I have 2.6 million?”

“Ok, I'll send you the account right away, ok, thanks!”

After hanging up the phone, I turned my head to Bill and said.

“Give me the bank account!”

At the sound of the words, everyone was dumbfounded!

Clara looked at me incredulously.

“You... you really borrowed it?”

Bill gritted his teeth in panic.

“You... you, where on earth did you get so much money?”

In fact, Sienna did not answer my call, but I had to stall for time.

After all, we did not have much time. It only had 4 fours before the delivery. If it was delayed, Clara's

factory would fail to run even if we had the money.

Taking a deep breath, I said.

“Give me your account. Now!”

Large sum of money were complicated to transfer and it would cost half a day.

Bill's eyes flickered. He then suddenly changed his tone and said.

“It is not 2.6 million, but 3 million! You have delayed for two months. The liquidated damages at least

are half a million!”

“How much is it exactly? Give me an exact amount and I'll transfer to you!”

I asked, staring at him coldly.

“3 million, not a penny less, or I will never let you start work!”

He looked at me sheepishly.

They were not here to collect the debt at all, but to deliberately obstruct our production and spoil the

project.

“How much did you take from Carrie? We offer double the price!”

That was the only explanation that made the most sense.

“Heh, talk tall Carrie promised that as long as we mess up your project, she'll allow me to put in 2% of

the shares to JL Garment Factory.”

Bill squinted his eyes and clasped his arms.

“Brother, save your breath. Once you have offended Carrie, you will be screwed sooner or later.”

After hearing that, I leaned over to Clara's ear and whispered something. She frowned, nodded

nervously and said.

“Bill, we are willing to give you 10% of our shares to offset the money we owe you.”

“What? Miss Clara, are you kidding me?

This shitty factory is going to be over and you want to put 3 million in it?

I am uneducated, but I am not a fool!”

He waved the flesh on his face. His eyes were full of disdain!

“So are you going to agree or not? Give me your answer!”

I cut to the chase.

“No! I am a scoundrel, and I am going to spoil your project, you can call the police, though.”

He sat down on the curb like a scoundrel.

I knew that they were not afraid police to arrest them. They would sent more people to stop our

production.

“Well then, Bill, are you sure you don't want the 10% share?”

I sneered.

“Yes. If I take it, I'll lick all the toilets in your factory!”

He slammed his fist on the lawn.

I nodded. I made a call with the phone speaker on,

“Andrew, now the formula of ‘General Grey’ is belonged to me, what do you say?”

Andrew was stunned to hear that I had said!

“Matteo, if you want to sell it, we'll offer 5.5 million pounds and transfer the money now!”

I squeezed the phone tightly, looked at Bill, and added.

“Andrew, did you not hear me? I am now the only one who holds this formula! The Stone Family has

lost the right to use it!”

“Six million pounds! Matteo, this is our highest offer. You have to understand that a formula that can be

sold for this price is beyond imagination!”

Andrew said in nervousness.

“Then I'll think about it!”

After saying that, I hung up the phone and once again stared at Bill and said. NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Do you know General Grey? That's a cloth-dyeing formula that's now in the possession of Miss Clara's

company!”

Bill was stunned and stood up patting his buttocks.

“Ten percent of our factory’s share, do you know how much it's worth? The entire company is valued

roughly at ......”

I turned to look at Clara.

“Ten million or so.”

Clara pursed her lips and looked at me with approval and admiration.

“Yes, the factory is valued at 10 million and the formula is valued at 60 million, adding up to a value of

70 million! If you agree to take the share, 3 million will become 7 million in an instant! And when this

project is publicized and the factory has financing, your share price will even rise again. But you miss

such a windfall!”

“Brother, brother, I was wrong! I am known to be a fool, I am sorry!”

This bastard after all was a scoundrel, he changed his attitude fast!

“But you said you want to have a chat with Miss Clara in the hotel? Did I mishear?”

I frowned at him.

“Brother, I grew up eating shit and I talked bullshit. I'll go back later and brush my teeth!”

He said with seriousness.

“Don't you have to lick the toilet? The toilets in our factory are dirty. Oh, Miss Clara, I heard that our

factory has been cut of the supply of water since last night, so the toilets have not been flushed, right?”

Turning my head, I asked towards Clara.

“Haha!”

She hit me lightly, holding back a laugh, and turned her head straight away.

“Ok! If you agree to let me take the shares, I'll go lick it!”

He took me by the arm and said with unbridled urgency.

“Matteo, you know our job is risky and notorious, the reason I agreed to Carrie is that I want to change

and find a proper job!

You're educated, so give me a chance to be a new man.”

I pointed at Clara and said.

“Don't ask me, you'll have to ask Miss Clara. She's the boss.”

Bill knelt directly on the ground and said with a big smile on his face.

“Miss Clara, I will do as you told in the future!”

Clara frowned and questioned me with her gaze again. I knew that having this kind of person as a

shareholder would be risky, but at the moment, we had nothing better to do.

Taking a long breath, I said.

“When you are a shareholder, you have to serve the company. If someone comes to the factory to

cause trouble, what should you do?”

Bill immediately got up and said with a pat on his chest.

“I'll kill him!”

“Then, during the production of the company, you are in charge of the security of the factory. If

something is wrong and affects the production, the equity will be immediately withdrawn!”

Looking at him, I said without question.