“Isn’t that coming?” Mr. Cruise put away the note.
“Then let’s do it together.”
Several plutocrats were intent on wooing Rafael, and if Rafael would truly defect to their side, their chances of victory would double.
“Good,” Mr. Cruise nodded, standing up from his seat.
…
The private club in the afternoon was emptied of a group of people, even the boss was cleared out, and the extremely luxurious environment of the club suddenly became very quiet.
Several rows of cars were parked quietly outside the club.
Countless bodyguards stood guard around the club, all of them fully alert.
After a long time, a car with an extremely low-key appearance from the body to the license plate stopped in front of the club. The door was opened, and a man wearing grey casual clothes pressed his hat on his head and walked straight towards the club.
The bodyguards immediately stepped forward when they saw this. The man pulled the mask on his face downwards, and the bodyguards immediately stepped aside to respectfully usher him in.
A thin stream of water meandered beneath the transparent floor, dividing the entire luxurious room like Tai Chi.
A small conference table was placed above the water current. Mr. Cruise and several tycoons were already seated at the table. In front of each person was a cup of clear tea, with nothing superfluous.
“Bang.”
The door was pushed open.
The man wearing a black cap walked in.
“The president has arrived.”
Mr. Cruise stood up with a smile, and the several tycoons followed suit, welcoming him with smiles.
“The president is still resting in his room at this hour, so let’s get right to the point,”
said the man as he walked to the conference table, pulled out a chair and sat down. He then lifted his hand to remove his mask and hat, and it was Rafael.
Upon hearing this, one of the tycoons understood the meaning and said with a smile, “The president doesn’t mean that there are still people who dare to spy on you, does he?”
“…”
Rafael looked up coldly and gave the other person a knowing look. There was a dark bruise on his left cheek, the color of which was shocking.
Seeing this, several tycoons exchanged glances, knowing only that Enrico had given him a punch, but not realizing that the punch had been so heavy.
“President, this injury…” Mr. Cruise asked doubtfully.
“How did I get this injury? Don’t you know? You’re the ones who stabbed me in front of Enrico,” Rafael said angrily, pointing at the bruise on his face.
“…”
The several men looked ashamed.
Mr. Cruise said with a smile, “President, please don’t be angry. It’s just that people have different positions. I am determined to repair everyone’s relationship, but Mr. Gustin won’t listen to reason. As for them, they’re not after you after all. You should understand.”
“You just want to drive a wedge between Enrico and me. Now you’ve achieved your goal, are you satisfied?”
Rafael said coldly, stroking his face. He was trying his best to restrain his anger, but it was impossible to hide it from the experienced eyes of the people present.
Tsk.
If Rafael had just scolded Enrico from the start, they would have found it suspicious, but since he had first rebuked them, it was obvious that he was also angry with them, but he had no choice but to make this choice, and it didn’t really seem fake.
Thinking this, Mr. Wilkie, one of the chaebols, tentatively asked, “Has the president really fallen out with Enrico?”
“Your spies were able to find out about the nonsense that happened before Gangnam Hall, but you don’t know about this little matter in my presidential palace?”
Rafael coldly retorted again, completely losing the previous noble and gentle manner. “I said, the time I can get out is very limited, and I could be discovered at any time. If you want to say these things to test me, then we’ll get in touch again.”
With that, Rafael stood up, his movements full of impatience.
Seeing this, several plutocrats hurriedly got up to stop him, “President Rafael, what are you talking about? We have no intention of testing you. It’s just that spies are really useless.”
“Yes, yes, you’ve come all this way, so sit down and have a cup of tea before you go.”
“Enrico has now gone so far as to take control of the presidential palace. With the extent of his nonsense, it will be even more difficult for you to get out next time.”
After saying all the nice things, Rafael reluctantly sat down with a cold face, not touching the tea in front of him. As if he was being 100% careful, he only urged, “Then tell me how we can cooperate.”
Mr. Cruise sat there, observing Rafael’s face.
The area of the bruise… was indeed large enough to be irritating. Enrico’s punch was fierce.
After all, Rafael was born into a noble family, and this punch can be considered an insult.
Looking at him like this, Mr. Cruise looked meaningfully at the other plutocrats, and everyone believed him a little more.
“I am in favor of a peaceful resolution if possible. It’s better for everyone to make money together, why do we have to resort to fighting?”
Mr. Cruise’s eyes narrowed as he smiled, and even the wrinkles on his face seemed to convey kindness. “I didn’t want to bring up the Gangnam Hall incident in front of Enrico, but he is even more arrogant and ruthless than his father was back then. He is a difficult person to deal with. I had no choice but to do it for the greater good. Here, I apologize to President Rafael.”
He said, and then he stood up unsteadily and bowed seriously to President Rafael.
Seeing him like this, Rafael’s expression improved slightly. “I understand Mr. Cruise’s position. Then you all agree with Mr. Wilkie? Don’t you want to fight Enrico to the end?”
Rafael didn’t beat around the bush at all, and seemed to be eager to explain everything.
Seeing him so direct, the chaebols believed him a little more.
Mr. Wilkie then spoke up, “With a helper like President Rafael, Enrico has, we have no choice but to fight to the death to protect ourselves. We originally planned to go after Paige, but unfortunately she escaped. We thought Enrico would never give up, so we were prepared to fight to the death.”
“…”
Rafael listened in silence.
“But Mr. Cruise advised us to put the greater good first and suppress Enrico’s arrogance. If Enrico is willing to lower his arrogant head, we are willing to give Mr. Cruise face and reconcile,” Mr. Wilkie continued.
Upon hearing this, Rafael thoughtfully removed the gold-rimmed glasses from his nose and pinched his eyebrows.
After a while, he placed the glasses on the table in front of him without fanfare, and a gloomy look swept across his eyes. “No reconciliation. If I want to lean towards you, you must make Enrico dead.”
Hearing this, the room was shocked.
Even Mr. Cruise opened his eyes that were smiling in a straight line. “President Rafael, I heard that you and Enrico are childhood friends.”
“So what?”
Rafael pointed at the bruise on his face and a flash of anger crossed his eyes. “I have done enough for him over the years, listening to him about everything, even marrying a commoner. Is it reasonable for the son of a big family to marry a commoner?”
Is this considered a confession?
They showed off their affection so passionately in front of the media, but it turns out that he was only forced to marry her. If this news gets out, Rafael’s position will be in a precarious situation.
It seems that Rafael has officially “surrendered” to them.
“He wants to kill me just because I gave that woman a few pills. If it weren’t for the current tense situation, he would still need me, and I wouldn’t be sitting here today.”