For Heidi, those things originally belonged to Fred, she was just keeping them for him, not to mention that she couldn't stand by and watch the Ling Group fall into the hands of Old Mr. Davis.
Marcy expected this result, although usually Heidi never actively ask about Fred, but every time he heard him and Marks, always perked up her ears to listen, in fact, in her heart is still very concerned about him.
"This share is reserved for Elliott, and it doesn't take that much, tomorrow I'll have my lawyer type up a letter of transfer of ten percent of the shares, then you sign it and I'll have Marks send it over to Yu!"
As long as Fred can sit in the chairmanship of the Ling Group, ten percent of the shares is more than enough, and the other forty percent is still left to the mother and son, so it is not a failure to live up to the original Beata's instructions to him.
"Mr. Williams, can I first transfer this ten percent to your name and then support Fred in your name!"
She does not want him to have any guilt towards her, nor does she want him to know that these shares are hers and have compassion for her. Since she intends to break, naturally she does not need those entanglements, it is better to be dry.
"Yes, no problem!"
Marcy understood what she meant, and he respected her choice.
"It's late, then I'll go to my room first!"
Heidi stands up, smiles slightly, picks up her glass from the table, and prepares to head for the door.
"Heidi!"
Turning back, I heard Marcy's husky voice ringing out, "Marks is a good man worthy of a lifelong commitment, and Elliott needs a full family, I hope you'll think about it!"
Slightly stunned, he then smiled, "Well, I will!"
"Then you rest early and don't write too late!"
After a few words of advice, Heidi left the room.
As soon as he went out, he bumped into Markswho had just returned and looked at the somewhat thin clothes he was wearing and said, "The temperature at night is so low, why is Marks wearing so little?"
"It's okay, I'm used to it!"
Marks said as he glanced at the thin trench coat he was wearing.
"Mr. Williams is in the room, you go up!"
"Good!"
Once Marks had gone up, Heidi made her way to the kitchen.
Knocking on the room door, Marks pushed in and saw Marcy sitting at the computer.
"Young master, just now news came from Momo's side, tomorrow night Northam and Knuth are trading arms at Mercy Ridge, this time the amount of arms is three times more than last time, Momo asked me to ask if you want to cut him up?"
The ten fingers flying on the keyboard tapping, Mercer Ridge has always been his Marcy's territory, because it is convenient to transport as well as trade, or a lot of people risk trading there, if the share of trade is not very large, Marcy will generally choose to ignore, after all, we are in the road to mix a meal, Marcy also do not want to do too much.
What's more, those people also know the rules, every time they finish trading there, they will give some of them, which is also considered a shelter fee.
But Northam and Knuth both sides in his territory openly traded such a huge number, and not even a greeting, if Marcy in not say anything, the other side still think they are just a soft persimmon, just take.
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