Chapter 25 Master’s Spell
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All the present couldn’t believe it.
“What?” Matthew looked at Howard in astonishment, “You, you... are you President Clarke of the Clarke Real Estate Land Development Company?!”
“Tell me about it! Are you negotiating with our company about the rental fees recently?!”
“Yes, yes, yes! We’ve been renting your land and factory, Mr. Clarke! And my secretary has sent the contract a week ago! We’ve been looking for your reply!”
Matthew made a fawning look.
“That’s embarrassing! Please, I have to make a call!” Howard nodded towards Vincent and Senior Mr. Quincy and took out his phone on the spot.
It was an all-golden phone, which was worth more than 70,000.
What a riche!
“Hello?! Are you still in the company?!”
“I’ll tell you what! Go to my office and see if there is a land lease contract of Greengrass Environmental Protection Company. Yes, among the pile of materials on the desk.”
“You saw it, huh?! Is there any contract advice from other vice presidents on it?”
“Oh, I see. 5,000,000... lower than the current real estate market?!”
“Listen to me, re-make the quotation page and make it 2.5 million first, and then put my seal on it! I want one for President Quincy of Greengrass Environmental Protection Company, and the other on my desk by tomorrow morning.”
Everyone was shocked, not to mention Matthew. He looked at Howard, who was on the phone with a look of astonishment and then at Vincent.
“What? Why half the price? Did I just drink too much?! I’m the boss! And I like to set the price the way I want! Okay, no more questions! That’s it!”
Seeing Howard hanging up the phone, Matthew was still a little stunned, “Mr. Clarke, you are...”
“Haha, don’t mention that. Given my relationship with Vincent, how can I require more rent? 2,500,000 for 5 years. That’s it!”
“Oh, my gosh!” Matthew suddenly shook with excitement, grabbing the white wine bottle from Howard’s hand, and filling his own immediately, 125ml this time.
“Oh, thank you, Mr. Clarke, Thank you! That’s very generous of you! Please allow me to propose a toast to you!” Matthew drank it up directly.
“Mr. Quincy, I’m flattered! It’s me who is asking a favor from your son-in-law! I, well, I have to toast you back!” Mr. Clarke seemed to be frightened and poured himself another cup.
He took a 125ml cup from the table and bottomed up.
Everyone seemed to be in a good mood and Senior Mr. Quincy looked very happy.
And several relatives didn’t look at Vincent the way they did before.
After drinking, Howard greeted them to enjoy the meal and then staggered out.
“Vincent, go ahead and see him out!” Senior Mr. Quincy patted Vincent.
“As you wish, Grandpa!” Vincent nodded, got up hurriedly, and helped Howard out of the box.
“Mr. Clarke, you know you don’t have to propose the toast and give him a discount.” Vincent patted him on the back.
“My pleasure...” Howard was uncomfortable, rolling his eyes, flinching while covering his stomach. Obviously, he had drunk too much.
“I’m doing this for my wife. Drinks, money? They mean nothing for me as long as she gets better.” There were some tears in Howard’s eyes.
But it was more like he was feeling bad because of the white wine in his stomach.
“Wait...” Vincent supported Howard with his right hand, clenched his left hand into a fist, and patted him on the stomach softly. To pretend that he was treating Howard, Vincent did it with some kind of skillful methods.
Half of the alcohol in the latter’s stomach was dissolved immediately.
It worked so well that Howard almost sobbed up at once, feeling relieved. He touched his chest and abdomen in shock, and then looked at Vincent.
“What the hell, man? How did you make it?!”
“Well, I am a doctor.”
“Bro, you, you...you are amazing! How about you joining me to go home right now? I don’t want the doctors from the Kendrick Clinic anymore?! You, you...” Howard took Vincent’s arm directly.
“No, Mr. Clarke, I don’t think so. After all, it’s not appropriate to break the appointment you have made with the doctors! I can come with them if you insist!”
“Okay! Let’s do it your way! We’ve already made an appointment! The day after tomorrow, I will take my wife to the Kendrick Clinic! Please join me by then.”
“Meet you at the Kendrick Clinic, right? Deal! Just let me know the exact time in advance and I’ll be there!” Vincent happened to have accepted Peter Walker’s invitation, so he was going there anyway.
“That’s good to hear! Thank you, man! Thank you!” Howard nodded and went upstairs.
Back in the box, those at the table treated him warmly, especially Senior Mr. Quincy. He talked about Vincent constantly, patted him a lot, and even circled him in his arm several times.
That was a delightful meal.
When they finally went to the counter before leaving, Howard had long gone and paid the bills already. As they expected, the meal was worth 12,000!
Everyone couldn’t help but feel amazed.
Even if the Quincy family had made a lot through their business, they hadn’t enjoyed such treatment.
Compared to them, Howard was the one who not only treated them but also saved them 2.5 million without hesitation!
Since most of them had drunk red wine, Vincent took the initiative to call cars for the relatives and paid before sending them away.
As for the rest of them, except for Carl, the rest took their seven-seater SUV back to the Vernon Hills.
Carl, however, left by himself.
...
“Master! What do we do now?! The man seems to be able to figure out Clare’s situation!” A man talked in a dark room, a shuttered room somewhere in Fairfax.
But the speaker’s voice was familiar. It was Carl.
“I see...” A gloomy and terrifying voice sounded. Under the murky light, there was a mustache faintly revealed.
“I felt it, too. And the damage reflected and got me hurt!” The man said in the dark.
“What should I do?! Just let him go?! If I can’t get Clare’s love, I won’t get the company, not to mention the business of the Quincy family! How am I supposed to support your needs by then?”
“That’s enough!” The mustache man shook his hand, which looked like that of a zombie!
“Don’t worry! I got this! The spell in Clare’s mind has not been eliminated! You still have a chance! Besides...” the mustache man sneered, “I am practicing a more powerful technique. And once I made it, not to mention the doctor boy, even the Immortals won’t find a way to cure her.”
“Alright! I’ll keep an eye on her! Master, I’m waiting for your success!” Carl said in excitement, and then he pointed outside, “Master, these chicks I bring you today are not bad. They are all waiting for you.”
“Good boy! I can finally replenish my energy tonight!” A burst of creepy laughter sounded.
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