A Manga Striker of Fantasy Technology

Chapter 118, Negotiation

"In terms of the current situation..." Little Morgan knocked on the table, "Has South Korea been suppressed?" He covered his head.

"That's right, boss, the current situation is simply..." The old man on the side smiled wryly, "I don't know what to say, the Shentong Group may also..."

"What dare they dare?" Little Morgan sneered, "Could it be that we have united with other plutocrats and the government and can't beat them?"

"This... really may not be possible..." The old man smiled helplessly, "Their power is really... and... BOSS..."

"What's the matter?" Little Morgan also changed his face. He looked at the old man's solemn eyes, "Mr. Ethel, don't worry, I need your help now!" The old man and the mainstay of the Morgan Group, of course, such Things are hard to tell.

"If they're really going to unite with some of the others..." The old man held out a finger.

"No...how is it possible..." Little Morgan waved his hand, "they are the ones who have been criticized by everyone now, how could anyone be able to unite...later..." His eyes opened, "could it be that Si Tucker?" His face darkened.

"Maybe it's not just that..." The old man shook his head, "If it's just that, I don't worry too much!"

"Then..." Little Morgan frowned, "Sir, I don't know who else they can win over!" This is the truth. In the eyes of ordinary people, no one wants to cooperate with Shentong Group.

"President, don't forget about those small capitals." The old man kept walking, "Those small capitals are not a threat at all in our opinion, but why is the support of a super group added at the end, "then..."

"It's a disaster!" Little Morgan patted the table. "It's really a disaster. What should we... do now?" He looked at the old man.

"Of course, maybe they will get to know more friends from big companies, but..." the old man sighed, "Why do we have to fight against the Shentong Group?"

"Don't fight against them?" Little Morgan put the invitation to join a group of other chaebols below, "We haven't really joined them now...but we are not the main initiators!"

"They have something against us, once they reveal it, those so-called allies won't help you, President!" The old man threw the pen in his hand, "President, we still have to really consider the comprehensive strength of our group !"

"Huh........." Little Morgan finally exhaled, "Could it be that we...well, I know!" He clapped his palms, "Our choice..."

"Da da da da da..." A staff member in black ran in, "BOSS..." He touched the sweat on his forehead, "Now..."

"What's the matter? Is there any important matter?" Little Morgan's face flashed with displeasure, "Is there any important matter that needs to be so anxious?"

"They...Mr. Vincent from Shentong Group, Mr. Stark from Stark Group and Mr. Hammer from Hammer Industries are all here!" the clerk said cautiously.

"What? They are... so fast now? And... hiss..." His eyes turned to the old man's side, "Has Hammer Industry even joined forces?" He nodded.

"Yes, they've all...arrived..." The staff member hadn't finished speaking.

"Hi, our respectable little Mr. Morgan, nice to meet you!" Vincent walked up to the little Morgan with a straight face, "This..." He scratched his head, "Maybe our first Let's meet once!"

"How did they get in?" Little Morgan looked at the black-clothed employee, "It's really..." Gritting his teeth, he swallowed his resentment.

"Hehehe, it's indeed the first time!" Little Morgan shook his head, "Our relationship is..."

"But our relationship should be okay, right?" Hammer also walked in front of Little Morgan, "I can't help it!" He patted Little Morgan on the shoulder, "You know it too!"

"I know?" Little Morgan smiled, but people with a discerning eye could see that his smile was fake, "Yeah," he looked at Vincent who was smiling in front of him, "I did know!" His palms were almost clenched, but there was still endless kindness on his face.

"Have you figured it out, Mr. Morgan?" Vincent spread his hands, "Shall we have some suggestions?" He snapped a finger.

"What can you threaten me with..." Little Morgan was still stubborn, looking at the sad face of the old man, "Can you..."

"Shall we clarify the matter?" Vincent's eyes became infinitely sharp, "Don't Mr. Morgan think it over again?"

"You mean?" Little Morgan sat on the chair, "What's wrong with me?" He closed his eyes and ignored the few people standing there.

"Hey, Mr. Morgan, I think once your actions are reported to the outside world, Seoul, South Korea..." Tony stood up, "You guys are so brave to conduct biochemical experiments blatantly!"

"Biochemical experiment? When did we do it..." Little Morgan patted his hand on the table.

"Then Mr. Morgan can take a look for yourself!" Vincent took out a laptop from behind, "Your great achievements, I think you should be very willing to see this!"

The logos of the Morgan Group were photographed from unknown places, and even the faces of important employees of the Morgan Group were on them, which were clearly on the camera.

"Hiss..." Little Morgan lowered his gaze as he browsed through the photos, "Okay, what do you mean!?" His tone had obviously softened.

"What I mean..." Vincent smiled, "Help us...do you know this?"

"Help...you?" Little Morgan twitched his lips secretly, "I don't think you need allies, the current forces..." Looking at Hammer and Stark, "plus those hot money, how can you ..."

"No, no, no, you are wrong!" Vincent laughed, "We need a rebellious boy, and you, Mr. Morgan, are the best candidate!" There was provocation in his eyes.

"Can we go?" Hammer seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, "Now... right?"

"Indeed!" Vincent bent down towards Morgan, "Oh, this is a recording pen that BOSS asked me to give you. He has something to tell you!"

The sound of the leather shoes gradually faded away. Little Morgan picked up the recording pen and threw it on the ground, "shit!!!!!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)