San Francisco, Montgomery District!
The San Francisco branch of BlackRock was located in the famous Transamerica Pyramid, with all floors from the tenth upward serving as their offices.
Bird, having just returned from the hillside villa, didn’t stop for a second, taking a private elevator straight to the offices on the top floor.
"Mr. Bird~"
Several staff members greeted him respectfully as he stepped out of the elevator, but Bird, his expression cold, didn’t respond. He marched straight toward the office of the branch head.
Without even knocking, Bird threw the door open and strode in.
The next second, an angry roar rang out.
"Shit! Bird, why the hell don’t you knock?!" Charlie, the branch head, shot up from his chair, roaring as he fumbled to pull up his pants, which were bunched around his calves. Next to him, a young, gorgeous, and curvy blonde was frantically wiping her mouth.
Bird’s brow twitched. He glanced at the flustered blonde and snapped, "Get out!"
The blonde didn’t hesitate. Scooping up the colorful little "pieces" of her attire that had fallen to the floor, she scurried out, not forgetting to close the door behind her.
’I don’t want to interfere with Charlie’s private life,’ Bird thought. ’After all, his father is one of the top executives at the firm. But that doesn’t mean I have to coddle this playboy who’s just here to pad his resume.’
Bird pulled out a chair and sat, silently watching Charlie fix his clothes.
It took nearly a minute for the branch head to finally get himself dressed. Anyone seeing him now, unaware of the situation, would never guess what had just happened.
"So, Bird, what can I do for you?" Although Charlie was only there to pad his resume, he wasn’t completely brainless. He knew Bird bursting into his office like that meant something extremely important was going on.
"There’s a problem with the Longteng Technology deal," Bird said, glancing at Charlie’s attempt to look serious.
At these words, Charlie shot to his feet. "What did you say? What’s wrong with Longteng? Don’t tell me Morgan broke the rules and bought up all the shares behind our backs!"
Bird felt a vein throb in his temple. ’What in the world were the higher-ups thinking, letting this moron run the branch?’
"Our firm is holding fifty-one percent of Longteng Technology’s shares in proxy. How could Morgan possibly bypass us to acquire all the shares?"

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