A middle-aged man’s unsentimental voice could be heard on the other end of the phone, “Someone from the company will go to you to sign off on the mortgage agreement, Mr. Atticus.”
Fabian said angrily, “Are you afraid that I’ll renege on a debt?”
The middle aged man was still indifferent. He replied robotically, “Everyone will be treated the same. This is the company’s rules.”
“Hehe… Okay… We’ll increase the transaction value then. I’ll mortgage all the houses, cars, stocks, and funds under my name in Harbor City. How much can I get?“
“500 million US Dollars.” The middle aged man on the other end of the phone answered meticulously.
“What about 100% of Empire Meet’s stock right?” Fabian asked coldly.
This time, there was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
“Mr. Atticus, please wait a moment. We have not evaluated this asset for the time being. I will ask for further instructions immediately.”
“I’ll wait for you,” Fabian said with a cold smile.
The man did not hang up the phone. Three minutes later, there was the sound of the phone being picked up.
Then, Fabian heard the voice of the middle-aged man.
“This item can be valued at another 500 million US Dollars.”
“This is daylight robbery! The Empire Meet is only worth 500 million? Ask those people above you how strong the connections and resources of the Empire Meet are. Without me, how else will you find another Empire Meet?”
On the other end of the phone, the middle aged man replied without any emotion, “The value of Empire Meet will shrink significantly when you’re not in it, so that’s why it’s only worth 500 million US Dollars. Not to mention, it’s just a mortgage. As long as you pay back the principal amount and interest on time, everything will still belong to you, Mr. Atticus.”
Fabian’s face was dark and he gritted his teeth as he considered the offer for a moment.
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