Chapter 278 - Only benefits 2 (1/2)

Chapter 278 - Only benefits (2)

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Just before six in the morning, an off-road vehicle drove straight into Parkland's territory from a road in the wilderness. It followed the road that ran through the city's central axis through most of the city before finally coming to a stop in front of the Tulip Building. Several people jumped out of the car, led by Masters and a few so-called assistants. In total, the five of them went through the elevator to the 16th floor. Under the guidance of their housekeeper, Beni, they arrived at the hall specially used for internal meetings.

The hall was very spacious, almost five hundred meters squared. The furnishings in the hall were relatively simple. Apart from the necessary tables and chairs, there were no other decorations. To a large family, this seemed relatively simple and crude. However, the design of the hall was reserved and generous, matching the calmness of a tycoon. The only decoration in the hall was a large portrait of old Brent on the other side of the stage.

It was a gift from a member of the side line of the family on Old Brent's fiftieth birthday, as a token of his utmost respect for the head of the family.

But now, the old Brent, who was sitting on the main platform, was no longer as radiant. His face was ashen, as if he was an old man late in life. He didn't have the dignity of a family head at all. To the left of the seats were the important figures of Parkland. They were the cousins of old Brant and also the heads or senior executives of the various departments in which the chauffeur operated. To the right of these people, there were only a pitiful few people. It was as if there were only four people there.

Even so, the Parkland family members sitting on the left had ugly expressions on their faces. Although this was the territory of their family, these people were more like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

This was what Masters had seen as he entered the hall.

During the two hours of turmoil late last night, the important members of Parkland were well aware of what had happened. In that short period of two hours, Parkland had been put through the toughest test of all time. However, it was not like before, where it was like a reef that could stand tall amidst the raging waves of the ocean. This time, with the soldiers of the territory almost scattered and those who were able to do so completely destroyed, the reef that had been standing on the edge of the deep ocean for 35 years finally broke under the waves of the wind.

On the other hand, there were only four people who created this disaster.

In the old days, this was something unbelievable. But in this era, four powerhouses of the fifth step could do this.

When the night quietly faded and light shone on the earth, the Parkland family lost control of their territory. There was nothing more ironic than this, I'm afraid.

Now, under the gazes of all the members. Masters and the others, who must have been classified by them as poor, sat down next to them in a haughty manner, and examined each member with a superior gaze.

The hall was abnormally quiet and the atmosphere was stifling. Old Brent, who was sitting on the main platform, watched the proceedings without any interest. Under Zero's gaze, he coughed dryly and said, ”I'm sorry to have to gather everyone here at this time. I'm sure everyone knows what happened last night, so I won't beat around the bush here. To put it simply, these gentlemen and ladies, including Zero, used their exceptional abilities to make me submit a special application to participate in the management and operation of our family business. Therefore, I hereby declare that these people, represented by Mr. Zero, will own 50% of the controlling shares of our corporate power. And this gentleman appointed the agent to join our chaeological valve action management, we hope you will cooperate with their work in the future. That's all I have to say!

Old Brent gritted his teeth as he said the last sentence, as if he had made a huge decision. And his words made the family members who were already mentally prepared for it to finally be unable to stop themselves from clamoring.

One of them, a potbellied fatty, stood up and shouted: ”Why should we give our wealth to these greedy dogs!”

Before he could finish his sentence, one of Masters' assistants took out a handgun and shot a black bullet hole in the chubby man's forehead. Fatty fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe that he had just died.

This shot caused the bustling hall to become silent once more. At this moment, Zero slowly stood up. A cold, inorganic light shot out of his golden right eye and flashed across the faces of the members of the Parkland clan. When these people, who had been extremely excited a moment ago, came into contact with his gaze, it was as if cold water had been poured over them. They couldn't help but shiver.

”I know you'll think it's unfair, and so it is.” Su Leng said, ”But it is not up to you to choose. Either you cooperate with us or all of you die here. There is no third possibility! ”

This was a naked threat. In the old era, this was a completely useless method, but in the new era, where individuals were highly respected, it was the most effective way to shock others. The weak were dependent on the strong. In these two roles, the weak had no right to speak. On the other hand, they only wanted half the shares, not all of them, and that was a blessing in disguise for the Parkland. Thus, after experiencing the initial agitation and reaching zero, they who had calmed down could only obediently accept the fate that was imposed on them.

What followed was a series of matters concerning the delivery of rights. These things were not zero director, so he gave them full authority to Masters. Masters was now literally the agent of the wilderness, entering for him the kingdom of business in Parkland. Masters would be involved in the entire operation of the kingdom and would recognize half of Parkland's annual profits as zero. In this income, he will be paid a 7 per cent agency fee in accordance with the agreement he has drawn up before zero.

7% might not seem like a lot, but for an agent, it was already a huge amount of wealth. No one would reject such cooperation, especially at this moment when the person behind Zero was the Hall of Heroic Spirits. Even if Masters didn't dare, there were still plenty of people willing to become his current role.

The delivery of power, the construction of trade chains, effective communication and the timely transfer of funds are not a one-day affair. It was to be expected that Masters would remain in Parkland for some time, and that his men would join the circle of Parkland. From today onwards, the management of this corporate sector will no longer be an internal issue. In the near future, there will be a lot of managers from outside the family.