In the conference room, the tall and blond Kristoff, his subordinates, and a group of executives from Cross Group led by Penny sat separated on both sides of the long conference table.
Kristoff was swearing at them unpleasantly. “You're all Peking ingrates! You should be thankful that our company is willing to work with your company and share our cancer research results in exchange for yours. Also, Cross Group must give up 51% of shares to Novah Pharmaceutical Company in appreciation of our support to your company.” Penny and the group of Cross Group executives nearly burst out in laughter.
Indeed, Novah Pharmaceutical Company was huge, and the market value of Cross Group was inferior to Novah Pharmaceutical Company.
However, in terms of the cancer research results, the achievements made by Cross Group were beyond that of Novah Pharmaceutical Company.
At that moment, Novah Pharmaceutical Company wanted Cross Group to share its research results under the pretext of collaboration. They even whitewashed their intentions by making it favorable for them to obtain most of the shares of Cross Group.
They were like a bunch of bandits raiding one's home and then saying that they were there to take care of the owners.
Devoid of emotions, Penny said coldly, “I'm sorry. We never wanted to collaborate with you. Now that you have made such an unreasonable request, not only will we not agree, we no longer have any interest in talking with you. That's all for today. Have a safe trip.”
As soon as Penny finished, she stood up.
The group of senior executives next to her also stood up and was about to leave.
However, Kristoff turned toward a burly and muscular subordinate next to him and pursed his lips.
This subordinate was the strongest among all of Kristoff's bodyguards. Nicknamed Sea Lion, his actual name was Vinson Ashford, and he was from the Marine Corps.
Vinson understood his boss' signal and walked toward the group of executives opposite them with a grim expression. He grabbed the shoulder of a male executive and said, “Our president, Mr. Young, hasn't decided that it's over. Get back to your seats!”
As he spoke, he applied pressure on the man's shoulder with his strong grip.
Bang!
The male executive of Cross Group was instantly pushed and pressed back onto his seat, his face showing immense pain.
Everyone from Cross Group was shocked and greatly angered, whereas
Penny became solemn.
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