Chapter 212


    Chapter 212 You Needed to Find Me Directly


    That night, I didn’t sleep very well and woke up in the early morning.


    The winter mornings in River City dawnedte. Looking at the somewhat grayish sky outside, it took


    me a while to remember that I had fallen asleep at Water Vist night.


    A faint sound of breathing came from beside me, causing me to space out for a moment. But it was


    only a moment, and then I climbed out of bed. The person next to me was sound asleep, without any


    movement.


    Having taken the car keys, I left the house.


    I hadn’t slept well that night, and it was still dark outside. Naturally, I couldn’t go and wake Rachel up in


    her apartment, so I simply went straight back to the Conner’s ce.


    had another nap at the Conner’s ce. When I woke up again, it was already noon. After a good sleep,


    Iy in bed and checked my phone.


    There were quite a few missed calls, some from mother, some from Alexander, and even… from


    Walter.


    Looking at several missed calls, I selectively called my mother back first. At her age, attending a


    friend’s wedding was a different experience from when she was in her twenties. She told me a lot, and I


    responded to her one by one.


    After we had talked enough, I hung up the phone with her and called Alexander back. He was with his


    mother and didn’t have much to say about the wedding. Instead, he was more concerned about the


    we discussed when I met


    Mr. Smithst night.


    After listening, he paused and said, “From his tone, it seems that as long as we find the Monroe Group


    and negotiate with them, we can take over several projects in the southern area?”


    I nodded subconsciously, then realized they couldn’t see me, and said, “Hmm, it should be like that.”


    He seemed to be thinking, and after a few seconds, he said, “I’ve looked at the Conner Group’s


    partners over the years, and there’s hardly any ovep with the Monroe Group. Likewise, we’ve never


    worked with internationalpanies like the Monroe Group. Do you think the Monroe Group would


    bother with us? Don’t forget, the Monroe Group doesn’tck funds or strength. If they wanted to take on


    all the projects, it would be more time and energy efficient for Mr. Smith and his group to give the work


    to one person rather than two.”


    Although Alexander was usually sarcastic in daily life, when it came to work, he was always serious


    and solemn.


    The issues considered were exceptionally thorough.


    What he said, I was worried about at first too. I paused slightly, and instead of directly answering his


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    question over the phone, I asked, “Do you still remember the boy who saved me when I was kidnapped


    by Henry?”


    “Sebastian?” He began, puzzled, “What does this have to do with him?”


    “The wealthy friend he was talking about was Daniel.”


    “Daniel?” Alexander’s reaction was just as I had expected, somewhat uncontrobly excited, “You


    mean that billionaire Daniel from Freyhedge? The CEO of the Monroe Group, Daniel?”


    “Hmm!” I began, my tone aflirmative, “I just found out about this too.”


    After a few seconds of silence, the person across said, “So, you want to talk to Daniel, trying to get the


    Conner Group and the Monroe Group to coborate on these projects in the southern district?”


    “Hmm!” I began, “I want to give it a try, regardless of whether it works out or not, I still want to try.” If


    there was no way to get the project, then I would give up. But now, who could me me for


    identally knowing Sebastian, and who could me Sebastian for having a good rtionship with


    Daniel? Since I could take advantage of this rtionship, why not give it a try?


    On the other end of the phone, Alexander paused for a moment before saying, “Alright, just tell me


    directly what you need me to do.”


    “Good!”


    This matter was settled like this.


    After hanging up the phone with him. I twisted my somewhat sore neck, contemting that I might


    have to talk to Rachelter. I was still a bit uneasy about her situation with William.


    “Woo woo woo!” The phone vibrated again. I nced down, the caller ID showed – Walter.


    Looking at the familiar name, I had a bit of a headache. The drunken antics of this person fromst


    night were still fresh in my mind. Judging by the time, he probably just woke up. What was he nning


    to do, calling right after waking up?


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