Half an hour later, a low-profile black Cadillac stopped at the door of the building. Bryant walked down the stairs calmly and got into the car quickly.
“Mr. Bryant.”
Just as Cadillac was about to drive away, Soros ran to the side of the Cadillac and stopped Bryant with a smile. The window was lowered, and Bryant looked at Soros before asking, “What’s the matter? I think we’ve covered everything.”
“Mr. Bryant…”
Soros reorganized his thoughts and then said slowly, “You know, I am forced to make decisions for a lot of things, so I hope you won’t have any opinions about my character based off of this.”
“Really? Then should I sympathize with you or be considerate of you?” Bryant sneered.
With a shrug, Soros replied, “Actually, I don’t really care what you think of me. Many people hate me, but I am still living my life happily.”
“Soros, you are leaving yourself open to attack. How much better do you think Half the Harbor Langdon is compared to Jasper Laine?” Bryant asked angrily.
Soros said lightly, “That’s a matter between you and Wall Street. It has nothing to do with me. Half the Harbor Langdon is a traditional Somerland businessman. He believes in physical investment and hates capital operation, so he and I are destined to be unable to deal with each other.”
Bryant snorted and said, “You stopped me just to say this?”
“Of course not.”
Soros smiled meaningfully, resting his hands on the car door. He then stared straight at Bryant and said, “Man, this matter will be made public tomorrow and a series of actions will soon follow. You won’t be so impatient as to tell anyone about this before then, right?”
Bryan replied coldly, “Are you threatening me?”
“This is not a threat.”
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