Chapter 1368


    Chapter 1368


    Sam really wanted to curse out loud.


    Was he really that ipetent that his presence would make thepany bankrupt sooner?!


    These geezers were never this rude when he came to Saunderia before-they would actually defer to


    him and even greet him properly.


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    Now, they were being dismissive just because his father was in the hospital!


    “Just leave already. Stop wasting our time.” One of the board members waved him off dismissively.


    Sam decided to stop running around in circles with the geezers and cut straight to the point. “Saunderia


    is merely facing two problems right now. The first is stagnating capital flow—we urgently need money,


    but the banks are refusing to lend us any. The second is the censure against our core technology,


    leading to overstock of our products and severe losses.”


    The board members were all left taken aback, shocked that Sam would have taken the initiative to find


    out the issues guing Saunderia.


    However, most were still not interested. “If you know that, then stop wasting our time.”


    “I’m here to handle said issues,” Sam said solemnly.


    “You? How?” One of the board members sneered.


    Sam said bluntly, “We will have a fifty million dor capital injection in under a week.”


    The rowdy conference room was suddenly silent, and another board member eximed, “What?”


    “I said-we will have a fifty million dor capital injection in a week,” Sam repeated.


    “Where did you get the money? No bank is willing to offer any loans-“


    “John Levine offered it to me,” Sam said nonchntly.


    The board was ready for more retort, but the mention of John stopped them.


    “Are you sure about that?” one of the board members asked.


    “Of course,” Sam said confidently.


    That board member pursed his lips and stayed silent, while the other board members traded nces


    and followed suit.


    The capital deficit was an absolute headache for them, only for Sam to resolve it with rtive ease-the


    brat had definitely hit the jackpot befriending John.


    “With the issue of capital out of the way, let’s move on to the other issue,” Sam pressed.


    The board members traded nces again. They were certainly still reluctant to let Sam strut, but they


    could not belittle him either-not after he got the fifty million they


    needed so easily.


    Nheless, Gilbert Wells-the board member leading the technological division—huffed, “We did have


    an issue with one of our employees’ qualifications found to have been falsified. However, there are no


    issues with our core technology-l can assure you of that!”


    “Your assurances mean nothing,” Sam said bluntly, not sparing the man an ounce of dignity. “Not when


    the customers don’t trust you.”


    While Gilbert glowered, Sam pretended not to see that and continued, “What we need are authorities in


    the field to verify that our core technology has no issues. That’s right up your alley, Mr. Wells-do you


    know who is the leading authority in the field at the moment?”


    “Of course,” Gilbert replied, scowling. “It’s Damian Craig, the director of TSL’s new energy division,


    which is apany based in Minerva.”


    “Good. Then we shall ask for his seal of approval.”


    “Could you stop messing around, Sam?!” Gilbert exploded right then. “Do you think he’d ept our


    invitation?! He’s our rival in the field of new energy-how inane would he have to be to take the role of


    guarantor for our core technology?!”