Life at the Top

Chapter 291

As such, he needed to prepare and think about a lot of things.

Easy Media was definitely the most reputable entertainment company. If they could buy it, it would be very helpful to the entertainment group section of Jasper’s plan.

This was why Jasper had never considered buying another company.

Although the current Easy Media was far less powerful than in his previous life before he was reborn, it already had a rudimentary form and held a lot of contracts with celebrities who would be popular in the next two years.

This alone was a huge hidden wealth.

If he considered another company, Jasper would need to spend ten times or even 100 times more effort and capital in order to achieve what Easy Media had now.

Therefore, Jasper had made plans. If Easy Media was really not available, he would directly expand Advent Entertainment Group in Harbor City and use Harbor City as a springboard to directly enter the market in Mainland.

However, he still needed to think and carefully weigh his decision regarding this. Otherwise, if he made a mistake, he would lose everything.

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The core business district was near Workers’ Stadium in Swallow Capital. It had always been a paradise for the hedonistic sons of Swallow Capital’s rich families to eat, drink and have fun.

There was a small shop where one could drink for 100 Somer Dollars, and there was also a high-end club with bottles of wine selling for 100,000 Somer Dollars each.

Here, the luxury cars and beautiful women were the most indispensable, as well as sons from rich families.

In a high-end clubhouse without a sign, a group of men and women were huddled together. They were chatting in the innermost private room.

After the door of the private room was pushed open, a sturdy and impressive-looking young man in a white suit walked in.

He looked very handsome. The only flaw was his hooked nose that destroyed his face with a sunny disposition, making him look sinister and vicious.

“Mr. Combe.”

“Mr. Combe.”

The moment he came in, everyone in the room greeted him respectfully.

Hector Combe nodded and took out a cigarette to dangle it between his lips. A nearby young man quickly took out his lighter to light up the cigarette for him.

“Mr. Combe, that middleman named George has been waiting for you for quite some time now. He said he has something important to tell you.”

Hector lifted his eyebrow and said nonchalantly, “I asked him to do something and he’s taking his sweet time, yet he’s always running to me to take the credit for other people’s achievements. Let him come in.”

After a while, George walked in from outside. He needed to nod, bend down, and smile whenever he saw someone.

When George saw Hector, he bent down and walked at a faster pace. He got in front of Hector and called out respectfully, “Hello, Mr. Combe.”

Hector glanced at George and said, “You have a wound on your face. Did you get into a fight?”

George’s sadness came pouring out of him as he said with a bitter expression, “Mr. Combe, you have to stand up for me.”

Hector said in annoyance, “What do I have to do with you getting beaten up? What do you mean by standing up for you?”

George said, “You have no idea. I ran into Jim Yapp today and coincidentally, the person who entrusted Jim to steal Easy Media from you was there too.

“He’s a young man who looks like he’s in his 20s. He even had a bodyguard with him. He was insufferably arrogant like he was above the law and natural morality.”

George tried to make himself look pitiful and kept adding in details as he said, “I ran into them so I planned to scout out some information. However, after a while, that person named Jasper Laine started yelling at me. Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“I said I’m working for Mr. Combe but I guess it would’ve been better if I didn’t tell him because after I said your name, Jasper became even more arrogant. He said you should go talk to him yourself if you have the balls. He said you have such an exaggerated opinion of your ability for fighting over Easy Media with him.”

George carefully glanced at Hector’s face and realized that the man was without an expression. As such, he continued, “How would I be able to endure listening to that? So, I fought back, but before I could even say anything, he asked his bodyguard to hit me until I became like this.”

After telling the story with some additional details, George tried hard to make himself appear as a poor man who got beaten up just because he stood up for Hector.

After he said that, Hector laughed.

He leaned against the sofa, and his fingers were fiddling with the cigarette. He said to George, “Are you done?”

George nodded and answered vigilantly, “I’m done.”

Hector then violently slapped George across the face and roared, “You’re a f*cking piece of trash!”