Empire Group.
Matthew Grant gathered up the things on the table, glanced at the man standing next to him, and opened his mouth to ask.
“How is the preparation on Blanca’s side?”
“Almost there.” Curtis Irwin raised his hand to check the time on his phone, “I just called to check on the progress, we can probably start at ten o’clock on time.”
“Good, we’ll go over there now.”
The two were just about to go out when the office door was violently pushed open, hitting the wall with a violent thud.
Jim Grant was blocking the doorway, with his usual hangdog look and a dark look on his face.
“Yo, where’s President Grant going with this? Looking in a good mood, it’s not like he’s skipping work to see his little sister-in-law, right?”
“Young Master Jim.” Curtis Irwin frowned and spoke threateningly, “This is a public place, please show some respect to Mrs. Grant.”
“As a dog of Matthew Grant’s, how can you talk to me? Get the hell out of here right now!”
Matthew Grant’s eyes deepened, raised his hand and gestured at Curtis Irwin, turned around and sat back in his chair behind his desk.
“You go over there and keep an eye on things, I’ll go over there myself later.”
Only after the entire office was empty did Jim Grant casually sit down across from Matthew Grant, fiddling with the papers on his desk.
“President Grant is so busy all day, how come he has time to worry about other people’s business?”
“Other people’s business?” Matthew Grant lit a cigarette and looked sideways at the man across the table, his tone light, “I think we both judge by different standards.”
“My business is my business, it’s none of your business, understand?”
Jim Grant’s tone became increasingly impatient and he sat up violently from his chair, staring at Matthew Grant with a deadly stare.
“Trying to get me to break off the engagement, no way!”
“Hmm.”
Matthew Grant exhaled a puff of smoke without much reaction, seemingly unsurprised by this reaction from Jim Grant.
Perhaps Jim Grant had long had revenge on him, but he had only waited for a long time before he came across the opportunity to be able to join forces with The James family. Although it was a mutual use, it was an excellent opportunity to bring him down.
So Jim Grant will not give up easily, the question is who let him know about it.
He dusted off his cigarette ash, his eyes were stern, and his tone was grim.
“It seems that you still haven’t spent enough time in Africa.”
“What do you mean by that?” Jim Grant narrowed his eyes and got up to stare at him, his face full of anger, “Don’t think I don’t know what you have in mind, do you think grandpa will let me go again? The Grant family is not yet your time to make the decision!”
“It’s Grandpa’s business if he won’t let you, I’m the one who has to send you.”
Matthew Grant paused for a moment to collect his emotions, then increased his tone of voice.
“If I tell you to go, you have to go.”
“Matthew Grant! Don’t think that just because you’ve been in charge of Empire Group for a few years that The Grant family is all yours! After all these years, it’s time for a change.”
Jim Grant took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to make a move, and spoke with certainty.
“President Grant, don’t worry, I won’t let you get what you want, my wedding with The James family will be held as scheduled, and you will be invited then.”
After saying that, he turned his head and left the office, incidentally shutting the door with a loud bang.
Matthew Grant looked at the closed door and put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray on his left hand side, looking cold.
The original thing is that this time the thing is a waterfall, did not expect Lane James that old fox to turn around and leak the news to Jim Grant, but made things so deadlocked.
If it comes to the old man, it will be a big storm again.