Chapter 304 Spending 15 Million Dors To Buy Unsavory Information About Someone!
Jordan was no longer the "ipetent" live-in husband of Hailey. He was now the president of J
Corporation, who had tens of thousands of subordinates.
Houston was a top-tier city, and he owned numerous businesses, so there were definitelyrge-
scale branch offices here.
Jordan called the general managers of Houston one by one, and asked them to use their
connections to call as many people as possible from the business circle of Houston, to go to the
Intercontinental Hotel where he stayed at.
Jordan asked Pablo to call the hotel and rent the conference room of the hotel where he was going
to hold a cocktail party.
At 9 pm, many people in the business circle of Houston still had meals and socializing while some
had already gone home.
However, after receiving the news that J Corporation was going to hold a cocktail party and invite all
the businessmen of Houston, they rushed to the Intercontinental Hotel, one after another.
They had heard of the reputation of J Corporation and the authorities of J Corporation had also said
that Mr. Walton would being. Those businessmen were even more eager toe over.
Who wouldn''t want to meet Mr. Walton and have a drink
with him?
Soon, the conference room of the hotel was filled with businessmen from the business circle of
Houston.
They were all dressed decently. Most of the men were d in suits and leather shoes, while the
women were dressed in elegant dresses of varying lengths.
They were all holding sses of wine, greeting each other, and exchanging numbers.
Jordan and Pablo were standing by the stage and staring at them.
Pablo was holding the guest list for the cocktail party.
He said to Jordan, "Mr. Jordan, none of these people are decent businessmen. They''re either vice
presidents or people who hold low positions in thepany. Those big bosses who hold true power
seem to be reluctant to do you the honor."
Jordanughed and said, "If it only takes one phone call to get the big bosses toe over, they
wouldn''t be called big bosses. I didn''t intend to call them over at first. These small fries are precisely
the ones I wanted to invite."
At this moment, the general manager of the Ubereats branch in Houston picked up the microphone
and made a speech on stage.
"Everyone, wee to Mr. Steele''s cocktail party. Let us now have the chairman of J Corporation,
Mr. Steele,e on stage and say a few things to everyone!"
Everyone started apuding while Jordan made his way on stage to grab the microphone.
He rarely took part in such events, but today, he wasn''t bothered by Victoria''s sake.
Jordan said to the crowd, "Thank you all for taking the time out of your busy schedules to attend my
cocktail party. I would like to express my gratitude."
"It''s my first time here in Houston. This is a beautiful city, and I really want to meet some friends
from Houston, so I''ve organized this cocktail party."
"However, there is another purpose for this party apart from allowing me to male some friends."
The hundreds of people on the stage quietly listened to Jordan''s speech.
Having been businessmen for years, they all understood that Jordan was just being polite by saying
that he wanted to befriend them.
Why would the president of the J Corporation, who was worth billions of dors, bother befriending
nobodies like him?
The next thing Jordan was going to reveal was probably his true agenda for holding this cocktail
party!
Jordan asked, "Do you all know a businessman in Houston, named Clinton Whitley?"
Someone below the stage answered.
"Yes, he''s a real estate magnate!"
"The Aegean Sea Hills vi belongs to him!"
Jordan nodded and continued, "I''m willing to fork out 15 million dors to buy any controversial
news you have about Clinton Whitley. As long as you give me sufficient evidence about Clinton
Whitley, the 15 million dors will be given to you!"
Hearing this, there was instantly an uproar in the venue of the cocktail party.
"15 million? Oh my, how did Clinton offend Mr. Steele?"
"15 million for just one piece of controversial news and evidence. Unfortunately, I haven''t contacted
Clinton Whitley. No, I have to call and ask my friend if he knows."
"I''ll call too! Mr. Steele is so rich, he promised 15 million dors. I''m sure he won''t renegade!"
Everyone started calling.
Jordan said, "Everyone, you can inform your friends about this too so that they can all stand a
chance to win 15 million dors."
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"If anyone has any information to reveal, pleasee to my room to see me. My room is the
presidential suite on the top floor."
After saying that, Jordan left the conference hall.
Pablo followed Jordan and pressed the elevator button for him in advance. After entering the
elevator, he asked, "Mr. Steele, how are you so sure that there is evidence against Clinton Whitley?
Did you know him?"
Jordan''s n was already obvious.
Since Clinton wanted to ckmail Jordan for billions of dors, Jordan spent 15 million dors to
get hold of evidence against him.
There might be some evidence of his crimes among them.
When the timees, Jordan would have the evidence and there wouldn''t be a need for him to
spend a few billions to get him topromise.
Clinton had long begged him!
Of course, Pablo had already guessed what Jordan wanted to do, but he just couldn''t understand
why Jordan was so certain that there was evidence against Clinton.
''Could it be that the two of them had known each other since a while ago?''
Jordan said, "Pablo, I heard from Frank that you like learning. I suggest you read some books about
humanity."
"If you can understand, you''d realize that Clinton''s demand for me to give him a few billion dors is
enough to show how terrifyingly evil he is."
"His guts and evilness definitely didn''t develop overnight but over time."
"Just like you gangsters. I''m sure none of you were born with the guts to kill someone immediately.
You must have developed your bravery by minor scuffles since you were kids."
Pablo nodded and said, "So, Mr. Steele, you''re assuming that Clinton Whitley must have extorted
lots of people before, which is why he dares to provoke you."
Jordan said, "Like those who work in the entertainment industry, businessmen all have marred
backgrounds. Even without analyzing these, the majority have evidence against them. Let''s just wait
quietly."
At this moment, Clinton, who had just driven to the Aegean Sea Hills vi, had already driven in
because he predicted Jordan would call him to beg him to let him
enter soon.
Inside the luxurious vi, the 1.67-meter-tall Clinton was hugging a 1.75-meter-tall long-legged
beauty who was in her early twenties. She obviously wasn''t Clinton''s wife.
"Clinton, what''s making you so happy today?"
The long-legged beauty asked and picked up an apple, which she then fed to Clinton.
Clinton took a bite out of it andughed. "Hehe, I''ll soon be able to get 30% of the shares of J
Corporation. Russell is quite a loyal friend. He didn''t forget to count me in on such a good deal."
"J Corporation? What kind ofpany is that? Is it very impressive?" the beautiful woman asked.
Clinton pped the beauty''s long legs and said, "It seems that you only grew in height but your
brain didn''t develop. How could you not know about the J Corporation? If I get 30% of the shares of
the J Corporation, I will be a big shot in the local takeout and courier industry!"
"Huh? That sounds really impressive. Clinton, you can''t dump me after you get your hands on the
shares," the beauty said coquettishly.
Clintonughed sinisterly and said, "That will depend on your performance then. Hahaha."
At this very moment, Clinton''s cell phone suddenly rang.
"Hello. What did you say? Jordan spent 15 million dors to get evidence against me?!"