The assistant handed over the phone once again, and on his screen was the same gossip about Gan Yuan and Moses.
His gaze fell upon the photo of the two dining together, and Moses’s brow immediately furrowed.
"Where did this photo come from?!"
At the time, he had reserved the entire restaurant, and had his assistant clear the scene, so where on earth did this photo come from?
"I’ve already arranged for someone to look into it," said the assistant.
"And the person who released the news," Moses’s tone icy, "bring them to me along with it!"
"Yes, sir," the assistant replied.
Moses took a deep breath and returned to the conference room, sitting down at the head of the table.
The director of the finance department immediately straightened up and continued the report he hadn’t finished, while Moses, slightly sideways in his chair, listened to his voice, his peripheral vision catching sight of the building outside the window, and he glanced sidelong at it.
The building, just across from the tower he was in, had a dazzling golden sign on one side—it was the "Empire Tower" that Huangfu Jue had just mentioned to him.
The finance director lifted his face from the spreadsheet, "President, this is the financial situation for the first quarter of the year. Do you see any issues?"
"Have the documents organized and handed to me," Moses rose from his chair, "Meeting adjourned!"
Half an hour later, on the rooftop of Empire Tower.
Other than the manager who had come up to serve Huangfu Jue, the entire rooftop was cleared, and by the table near the pool, Huangfu Jue sat quietly in a chair.
In front of him was the hot coffee that the manager had just brought over.
On the table, there was another cup of coffee, facing him, with steam gently rising from it.
Will looked at his watch, half an hour had passed since that phone call, but still no sign of Moses. Surely that guy wasn’t going to stand him up?
He let his left hand drop and turned to look at the MG Building opposite, bending down to ask quietly.
"Sir, shall I... shall I make another call to check?"
Huangfu Jue’s right hand was resting on the coffee cup’s handle, his gaze fixed on the entrance.
Will followed his gaze, and saw two figures walking into the entrance.
The one leading was dressed in black, it was indeed Moses and his assistant.
Huangfu Jue slowly stood up.
"Mr. Moses, please take a seat!"
The assistant pulled out a chair for him, and Moses sat down opposite Huangfu Jue.
He tapped the table lightly with his fingertips and looked up across the table at Huangfu Jue.
"Duke, what can I do for you?"
Huangfu Jue extended his right hand, and Will immediately brought over a prepared document, placing it on the table in front of Moses.
Moses looked doubtfully at the document before him and reached out to flip open the cover.
Seeing the contents of the contract, he looked up calmly and then closed the cover again.
"I don’t understand your intentions, Duke."
Huangfu Jue nodded towards the document on the table, "Do me a favor, and this project is yours."
Moses’s lips curled into a smile, "I never thought the day would come when the Duke would need my help."
Huangfu Jue stirred the coffee in his cup with a spoon, "This is merely a transaction. As long as you agree to prove to the media that you and Gan Yuan are siblings, the project is yours. I can assure you that your company would receive more lenient treatment in my country. Of course, you can refuse. However, I’d like to remind Mr. Moses, your decision will lead to different consequences."