It was eight o'clock in the evening on the last day of the workday, which was about the same time Blake usually got off work, but this time it was different. He got a week off. To be precise, it's a nine-day holiday, and we have to count the following Saturdays and Sundays, plus the following week.
The direction Blake went home was also different from usual. Usually, he went home directly from the mayor's office. Today, he came out of a high-end restaurant on Lister Street and was ordered by the mayor to send him to his side before going home. A certain 'young master' came home.
"What?" Caesar (Athera's son, Anthony was his last stepfather) put his hands in his pockets and tilted his chin at Blake nonchalantly, "Do you have any objections to sending teenagers home? You look impatient. .”
"He doesn't have a problem with sending you home." Jackson, who was spinning and floating around Caesar, said something that only Blake heard. "He doesn't have a problem with sending you home and starting a boring and boring life again when he goes home." Life has opinions.”
Blake pursed his lips. He decided not to respond to anyone's words. He motioned to the parking attendant and waited silently for his car to be delivered.
"You're the new guy next to Anthony, right?" Caesar didn't mean to shut up. He looked Blake up and down rudely, "Have you just graduated? How old are you, twenty-four?"
"Twenty-two." It was Jackson who answered. When a person's sense of existence is low to a certain level, he will find something to amuse himself, such as what Jackson is doing now, "Although he studied law, he is the 'golden boy' of the Stone family. , things like studying are very simple for him.”
"Don't talk?" Caesar shrugged, "No wonder you don't become a lawyer or something like that, but become Anthony's follower. You have a dull personality."
"You're wrong." Jackson walked around Blake, "He's not boring." You know what's interesting? It was obvious that only Blake could hear Jackson's words. However, every word of this little guy happened to be addressed to Caesar, "It can be said that he is talkative, otherwise he would not be considered a role model for the Stone family, well, for everyone in the West End generation. You know Stone What do you do? A politician who relies on talking. At least he wasn’t like this before, and he doesn’t know what happened. Now he has become such a boring person. I feel like I’m with the wrong person.”
Blake frowned, but fortunately, the waiter handed over the car keys, held the car door and saluted respectfully.
Blake sat in the driver's seat and calmed down. Looking at Caesar who was wearing a seat belt, he finally said, "Where is your home?"
"Going south." Caesar tilted his head and replied, "You just drive, I will show you the way."
"I think I've heard of his family." Jackson was sitting in the back seat... Of course, he wouldn't shut up, "In Noel. His father (Caesar's current stepfather, Aisela's current man . A businessman from Newton) When he first came to Barton, he was planning to buy a manor in the West End. After discussing with the family, my mother (Shell, now the evil spirit) deliberately raised the price of the land, forcing him to give up. In the end I chose a villa in Knoll." (Bishop is the landowner of Barton. Everyone has not forgotten this... Jackson, Bishop's young master, still knows something.)
"I said go south." Caesar looked sideways at Blake and turned east, "Not to Noel... Tsk." He tutted, twitching the corner of his mouth, eh. I spilled the beans myself.
"The mayor asked me to take you home." Blake said his mission again without a tone.
"Tch." Caesar turned away and looked at the street scene illuminated by street lights. "Anthony is afraid that I will steal that guy's car again and disappear." That guy? Caesar's current stepfather, well, it seems that in Caesar's heart, Anthony still has a higher status than his current stepfather, and Caesar doesn't even bother to call him by his name.
Remember, the last time Caesar took his stepfather's car and ran to Grande (Old Grande's real son, Derek's search for his father) when Anthony and Ethera were having dinner.
Blake frowned and glanced at Caesar in the passenger seat, "You steal? That's not good." For some reason, adults always couldn't help but pull a child when they saw him in trouble.
Caesar rolled his eyes and leaned back, "Isn't that good? Huh, Anthony is very happy that I did this. Not only did I steal it, but I also crashed it (the car)."
Blake shook his head helplessly, not because of Caesar's words, but because of Jackson. Undead Jackson ignored the physical collision and floated in front of the passenger seat. He crossed his legs and floated in front of Caesar, looking at the teenager who was a few years older than him with curiosity.
Blake's helplessness comes from here. Jackson said something like this, "Caesar, you are so cool."
Of course, Caesar didn't know what was floating in front of his eyes. He felt the helpless mood exuded by Blake, and a little bit of the disappointment of witnessing the growth of a troubled boy. He opened the car window and let some air in, "You'd better not drive towards Noel. I won’t tell you the exact address.”
Blake frowned, and Caesar added, "In the villa area over at Noel, you can't expect to ask your neighbors about this kind of thing. The only interaction between the residents is 'Your party is going to my beach.'" '."
Blake twitched his lips and turned the steering wheel, but it was not going south as Caesar wanted, but a complete U-turn and returned to the original road.
"Uh." Caesar was helpless, "What about you?"
Blake planned to go back to the restaurant and ask for the address. He was determined to complete the last task assigned by the mayor before the long vacation.
"Look." Jackson, who was floating in front of Caesar, shrugged, "He is such a boring guy now." As if he thought of something, Jackson looked back at Caesar who was looking at Blake speechlessly, " Did you know that when he first returned to Barton, he ran naked through Lister Street... "That's not the case at all! But it doesn't matter, Blake can't argue with Jackson here.
Jackson's translucent face showed a disappointed expression, "I don't know where the interesting Blake has gone."
Blake took a deep breath and sped up the return trip.
"I advise you not to go back and disturb mother and Anthony." Caesar frowned, trying his best, "You are Anthony's subordinate, don't you know him yet? He sent us away because he had something to talk to mother about. One of my subordinates. How can you be so blind?"
The accelerator that continued to accelerate was slightly loosened. Caesar was right.
Maybe it’s time to explain the reason for this dinner.
Hermann left, leaving Barton. Before leaving, Herman went to the mayor's office in person, gave Anthony two pieces of information, and then drove the 'Herman flagship' that was destined to be out-of-print in the future. Showing off under the flashing spotlight of reporters, he completely left the city of Barton with a relaxed look.
As an employee of the mayor's office, Blake made a backup copy of the materials at the same time as Anthony's two copies.
The content of the first material is a complete list of sales negotiation records of Hermann Enterprises. The seller is naturally Herman, and the acquirer is Aisela's man.
Although now, after the explosion at the Hermann factory, there is nothing left to sell, scrap metal. hehe. But the fact that Hermann wanted to sell the factory was already known to everyone in Patton's upper management.
The mayor got this information, but it happened before the explosion, and even before Grande revealed Herman's attempt to buy the factory. According to the records in the materials, the valuation of the Hermann factory’s equipment, site and all resources has been completed, and a detailed employee disposal plan has been prepared!
That would be, so to speak, if Grande hadn't been eerily involved in the sale of the Hermann plant. Now, Herman's Enterprises. The name has been changed.
But there is something unusual about this material, and that is the price, which is ridiculously high and completely above the level of normal corporate acquisitions. This has nothing to do with Herman's ability to handle the selling team, which is clearly documented in the materials. All Herman's requests were passed directly, and Aisela's men did not bargain at all for the things they were about to acquire!
Think of it this way, before Grande reveals that Herman is about to sell the factory. The Pattons knew nothing about this. And Herman did all this secretly and quickly. Completely smooth sales negotiations that perfectly met Hermann's needs.
Perhaps it was this gesture that fully satisfied Herman's needs that prevented Herman from expecting the second piece of material to appear.
The content of the second material is also a record of negotiations, but the content is that the loss discount negotiation occurred when the fact that the Hermann factory was to be sold had begun to spread to Patton's upper management. That is, after the attack on Grande.
The acquirer, Ethela's men's team, conducted this second negotiation on the grounds that the confidentiality of the acquisition had disappeared to prevent someone from sabotaging the deal and preventing Barton's local business from being acquired by outsiders!
The details of this material make people laugh at the exorbitant price in the first material.
Let's see, 'In order to prevent radicals who protect local businesses in Barton from damaging the factory facilities, the acquirer requires the seller to maintain and protect all the factory's affairs before completing the closing. Once a sabotage event occurs, the final transaction price will be reduced by a percentage'!
And this percentage, in the records of the negotiations, went from 80% to 70% to 60%, and then it was terminated, the negotiations were not completed, and the factory exploded the day after the last negotiation.
Perhaps, everyone still remembers the expression that once described the woman Aesela, this woman who plays dirty tricks. At the end of the second document, Herman attached a somewhat fragmented maintenance schedule for factory equipment.
After reading all the materials, Mayor Anthony canceled his evening schedule and arranged this dinner for Ethera.
Ethela is very smart. She still brought her whole family to her ex-husband’s appointment this time, and in the hour before dinner, her topics were limited to Caesar’s homework, grades, and female classmates she had made friends with...
"I'm not stupid." Caesar felt Blake's wavering. "I know that I am a tool used by my mother to change the subject." Caesar continued, "You really hope you go like this, huh, let that woman use it." Don’t worry, my noisy son is the reason to say goodbye to Anthony.”
As the speedometer pointer on the dial had dropped to 10 yards, Caesar continued, "As a subordinate, how about you understand your boss's thoughts a little bit." Caesar looked out the window, "Look, it's so dark outside, even if you send me back That empty home, can you guarantee that I won't run out again? On a night like this, don't worry."
Blake parked the car directly on the side of the road, and when Jackson exclaimed without any help, "Caesar! You are good! You actually talked about this guy!", he frowned and looked at Caesar in the passenger seat, "You want to go where."
"A friend's house." As if there was something going on, Caesar returned to his carefree expression, "They can look at me, you can rest assured."
"It has nothing to do with my worries." Blake twitched his lips. He didn't even bother to ask who the 'friend' the other party was talking about was. After all, the other party is just a teenager, and he is still a teenager with obvious problem tendencies. Seeing that he is about to succeed, the only thing that inspires Blake is his sense of responsibility as an adult, "No need to say anything, just stay with me." , let’s go back to my place.”
Blake restarted the car, turned, and drove in the direction of Blake's current home in Bechi District, near the North Shang District, where he found a single apartment for the convenience of being summoned by Mayor Anthony.
"Hey!" Caesar frowned again, "What's the matter with you! There's something wrong! Who wants to go to your house! Where can they find me after they go home after dinner..."
"You don't need to worry about this." Blake interrupted the other party's obviously impatient argument. "I will leave a message to the mayor and say that you are here. If your mother doesn't see you when she comes home, she will naturally ask the mayor. I'll wait for you. Your parents are at home, I’ll take you back!”
"Uh... give up." Jackson was still floating in front of Caesar's eyes, which made the space in the passenger seat very crowded in Blake's eyes, so Blake stopped looking at the passenger seat and concentrated on driving.
Jackson continued to express his feelings that would not receive any response, and faced Caesar who was angrily banging on the car door on his seat, "It seems that you can't stop this guy, but don't be too sad, you have already shaken him. Very good, I can’t even make him waver..."
"Stop the car!" Caesar seemed to be making a last-ditch effort, "I'm not going to your house! I'm going to the South District!"
Blake ignored him and drove at a constant speed.
"I want to go to the cemetery in the South District, I want to see my biological father!" Caesar continued to shout, "See that woman taking her current man to meet her previous man..." Don't care about such expressions, Caesar will eventually He was a teenager, or a teenager with problems. He spoke very quickly and tried to change his words in a hurry, "It makes me miss my real father! I want to go to the cemetery to see him! Can you have some humanity! Take me to see my father. !I don’t want to go to your house! Take me to the South District Cemetery!”
The bodies of the two people in the car leaned forward under the action of inertia. Fortunately, they had seat belts, so don't worry.
Blake, who stepped on the brakes, turned his head again to look at Caesar, whose face was a little red after shouting, "You mean the cemetery in the South District? Grande Funeral Home?"
"Besides there, is there any cemetery in Barton now?" Caesar replied sullenly, "Take me there. That family is my friend. If you don't worry, you can just look at me. It's up to you!"
Blake pursed his lips and thought for a while before the car started driving again, heading south.
Jackson, who wouldn't shut up, naturally spoke again, but this time, he returned to the back seat and finally said to Blake, "I was wrong, Caesar is indeed very powerful, and he really convinced you. Just right. , I also want to go to Grande, hoping to have something interesting to do.” (.)