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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 594
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Chapter 594

With a faint smile on Blake’s aged face, he asked, "Philip, I’ve heard about you a long time ago. You’re just a small employee of

Beacon. Can you even negotiate with me on behalf of Beacon?" Philip crossed his arms and sat down while crossing his legs.

He had an arrogant expression on his face as he asked, "Why not?" Blake frowned slightly. He looked at Wynn who was sitting

beside Philip. Then, Wynn’s expression changed flawlessly as she said, "If you want to talk, you can talk to him, Mr. Michaels.

He’s responsible for all matters related to Beacon." Philip turned his head, blinked, and gave Wynn a big thumbs-up. His wife

was able to adapt very quickly. Upon hearing these words, Blake’s face sank. He did not understand what they were trying to do.

However, he still smiled faintly and said, "Okay, let me talk to Mr. Clarke then." “Alright, what do you want to talk about, Mr.

Michaels?” Philip squinted his eyes and smiled. “You should know that the person you beat up tonight is the second young

master of the Quaids, Mr. Clarke. Plebeians like us can’t even begin to measure the wealth and power they have. They can

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change the entire order of Riverdale with just one word. For example, it’s not impossible for them to get rid of a listed company in

Riverdale permanently. Even though you got new fundings, the marketing platform for the new medicine, especially the one

venturing into Capital City, is still dependent on the Michaels.” Blake smirked slyly. The thing that gave him the most confidence

right now was the fact that Beacon had already offended the second young master of the Quaids. Moreover, the other party had

announced that they would definitely teach Beacon a huge lesson. It would be impossible for Beacon to survive with their measly

wealth. They could only depend on Blake! Philip was listening closely.

Then, he questioned, “Then, what do you think we should do to take care of this, Mr. Michaels?” When Blake heard this, a smile

broke out on his face.

After all, Philip was still young, so he would be afraid. He got up and patted Philip’s shoulder after

approaching him. “The youngsters are always so impulsive. However, they’ll sometimes pay for their

impulsiveness. This isn’t entirely your fault. Even though the second young master of the Quaids is a

business genius, he's pretty arrogant. I heard what happened just now and I think both of you are also

at fault. There are still ways to turn this around. “Why don’t Beacon give me the research result of

DSII? The Michaels will take full agency for Beacon about the related matters. As for future profits, I

think you should give half of it to the Quaids to quench their anger. This whole hoo-ha can only be

solved this way.” “How much do the Michaels want?” Philip asked with a grin. Blake took his wine from

the table and said, “We want 40 percent.” The room fell silent. It was so quiet that it was a little

terrifying. After a while, Philip stood up and said vapidly, “Then my wife’s company can only get 10

percent of the profit? You even want them to give you the research result of DSII. What big appetite the

Michaels have. Can you guys swallow all this?” Blake turned his face and frowned.

He looked at Philip. This was the first time he felt coldness coming from Philip, especially his piercing

gaze from behind his glasses. At that moment, Blake felt as if he could not move. He almost dropped

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the wine in his hand.

“Mr. Michaels, you can’t be too greedy sometimes. If not, you might attract unwanted trouble. Perhaps,

you should go take a look at your son,” Philip said coldly. The coldness on his face became even more

intense. The corner of Blake’s lips twitched. A wave of uneasiness engulfed his heart. Suddenly, he

heard his phone ringing. His subordinate handed him the phone and Blake answered it with a glum

face. In the next instant, he was enraged. He threw the wine glass in his hand to the floor and yelled,

“Damn you! It looks like we have to do it the hard way!” His son was beaten up so badly that he was

admitted to the hospital! This damned Philip! Wynn was feeling helpless at this sudden change of

events. However, when she saw Philip’s indifferent face, she felt calm. It was as if her husband could

always surprise her in the most unexpected ways. Philip spread his hands and said, “Like father, like

son. I hope you understand, Mr. Michaels. I don’t like being threatened. Beacon doesn’t like it as well.”

“Alright! Alright! Alright!”

Blake repeated that three times as his face turned as dark as murky waters.

He shed all pretense of cordiality and said, “Don’t even think about leaving this place if you don’t hand me the research result of

DSII today!”