Chapter 216


    “What rule is that?”


    “My rules.” Donald''s expression became more serious.


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    After a pause, he continued, “No one can be cocky in front of me.”


    When Bryan finished listening to his words, he roared withughter as if he heard the funniest thing


    on earth. “Donald, you''re really like a dumb dog that’s at a dead end. I''m the manager of Daily Yield


    Group and the shareholder of Paramount Hotel. My dad is an executive of a financial institute on


    Windmill Street, while my mother works as the editor-in-chief of Moranta Daily. Paramount Hotel is


    gettingunched soon. Besides, my teacher is the financial tycoon of Windmill Street, Mr. Edward.


    So, yes. I am cockier than you. Do you admit defeat?”


    Donald asked calmly, “Are you talking about superiority to me?”


    “That’s right. I am talking about superiority to you!” Bryan stressed shamelessly.


    Donald said, “Okay. Then, I''ll show you if your superiority is even worth mentioning.”


    Truth was, he had already forgotten about Bryan''s existence. He did not care even if Bryan was the


    one who sent Seamus, the bandit from the southwest, to kill him.


    However, Bryan had once again ordered Octavio to kill Donald.


    There''s no point showing him mercy anymore. It''s time for me to make my move.


    Donald then pulled out his phone and said, “Charlie, buy Daily Yield Group and make Paramount


    Hotel go bankrupt.” “Okay. Please hold on.” Charles'' voice traveled from the phone''s speakers.


    Bryan stared at Donald like he was an idiot. “We haven''t met for five years and now you''ve be


    such a powerful person! Oh, I''m so scared. Hahaha!”


    He wants to buy Daily Yield Group and make Paramount Hotel bankrupt? Does he know how much


    Daily Yield Group costs today? It''s thirty billion! Besides, Paramount Hotel''s listing n is sent to


    the financial hub of Windmill Street. It''s going to get invested by two majorpanies soon. With


    Paramount Hotel, I might even make it to the Forbes List. And now, Donald says he wants to make


    Paramount Hotel bankrupt? Oh, please. There''s a limit to bragging, okay? Who can be that powerful


    to influence the decision of the financial institutes of Windmill Street?


    “You still have three minutes left to mock me.” Donald nced at the time.


    “Oh, is that so? I''m really looking forward to what''s about to happen next.” Bryan was unfazed, and


    he even took another sip of his wine.


    A minuteter, Charles'' call came in. “Mr. Campbell, the entire Daily Yield Group has been


    transferred under your name. The five original shareholders and those who have controlling shares


    have sold their shares. It cost a total of thirty-five billion. Currently, you own a hundred percent of


    Daily Yield Group''s controlling shares. One more thing. The original major shareholder is at


    Paramount Hotel right now. He''s going to pay you a visit soon.”


    “Okay.” Donald remained expressionless.


    If Charles could notplete such a simple matter, then he wouldn''t be the richest person in


    Pollerton.


    Bryan snickered. “You make it sound as if it''s real. I almost believed you,” he said in an unhurried


    manner, not feeling the slightest bit nervous.


    Daily Yield Group had a total of five shareholders. Thergest shareholder was Harvey''s brother-in-


    law.


    At the same time, Harvey was the loyal subordinate of Neil, Pollerton’s most influential person.


    Neil had been running his business in Pollerton for over twenty days.


    Though he was usually a very mysterious man, he had the power to control Pollerton.


    After all, he was a member of the Yund family of Jadeborough.


    They were one of the nine richest families in Jadeborough. Just like the Campbell n, they had


    existed for over five hundred years.


    “Donald, are you delusional? I think you should go to the hospital to get your brain checked. I think


    you’re going crazy.” Bryan pointed at his temple, constantly shaking his head while putting on a


    mocking smile.


    Donald merely shot him a nce and sent out a text.


    At that moment, a top international financial conglomerate had begun to operate all over the world.


    Meanwhile, in the financial hub of Windmill Street, Edward, the financial tycoon, was ying golf in


    his luxurious manor.