The young man replied awkwardly, “We’ve already liquidated our account… Should we buy in, Mr. Morrison?”
“Forget it!”
Morrison shook his head and exhaled. “This was an opportunity we came across by accident. Best case scenario, we inflict a bit of suffering upon Jasper. But if we don’t succeed, we won’t lose anything either. Leave it be.”
“But Mr. Morrison, we’ve just lost more than 20 million US dollars. I…” The young man spoke, feeling conflicted.
“I can afford to compensate for that.”
Morrison scoffed and suppressed his anger as he spoke, “Let this 20 million act as a greeting for Jasper. Let it tell him that we’re here.
“Exit the market. No matter who it is attacking Sena this time, think of a way to contact them. They’ve failed this time so there’s no way they’ll give up just like that. An enemy of our enemy is a friend.”
“Yes, Mr. Morrison.”
…
In an office in New York, United States.
A bright and clean office sat amid the unparalleled city scenery of the international financial center that was New York.
Winston sat behind the computer. Watching the market for at least three hours each day was something he had made into a habit.
As of today, he was only focused on one stock, Sena.
Winston watched everything occur before his eyes and chuckled when the statement was released.
“You really do surprise me, Laine. Full privatization, huh? Is that your trump card?
“I have to say, it’s a good move.”
While muttering to himself, Winston took his phone and dialed the number of his administrative secretary.
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