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Chapter 487 The Strike With a smile on his face, Enrique kept nodding, “Yes, yes, yes! Ms. Chavez, | assure you, | will definitely turn over a new leaf and get rid of my prejudiced bad habits...” Clay didn’t wait for him to finish retching, he grabbed his collar immediately.
“Enrique, others may not know what you are, but don’t I know?!” “You, a slacker who got into Mapleford University through connections, bought yourself a position as the director of the alumni association with money, and you think you're think you're someone of status?” “Bullshit! So you were just a pile of dog shit. Even if you were given the title of a professor or an expert, you're still dog shit!” “Didn’t you cfor money today?” “You tricked Mr. Strickland into donating two hundred million, didn’t you? I'm giving it to you now, get out immediately!” Freddie signaled him to let go of Enrique, “Mr. Sims, the money | owe, I've never liked having others pay for me.” Clay paused for a moment, then explained, “Mr. Strickland, | meant-no disrespect. You're a friend of Mr. Bruce, it’s only right that | cover the two billion for you.” “My niece was ignorant and spoke ill of you because of this matter, Mr.
0.00% 16:38 Chapter 487 The Strike B Strickland, please givea chance to apologize.” Freddie sighed, “Mr. Sims, | understand your intentions, but I'll handle. my own affairs!” “I had to figure out exactly what was going on with this matter.” “My child should be out of class by now,” Freddie glanced at Enrique and several school officials.
“Mr. Watkins, and a few from the legal advisory office, you all happened to be here.” “I was about to contact my loved one immediately, to ask her about the situation with that donation fund.” “You all can see for yourselves, whether I, Freddie, was intentionally deceiving my alma mater or not!” Enrique hastily said, “Mr. Strickland, all your friends are important figures, how could you deceive your alma mater?” “It was all a misunderstanding before. The staff below misunderstood the school’s intentions, which led to sinappropriate actions.” “You could transfer those two hundred million to the school’s account at any time.” Freddie snorted coldly, pulling out his phone to make a call.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtClay advised, “Mr. Strickland, there's no need to call and question your two billion.” nas over ‘How about this, I'll first transfer two hundred million to your alma 15.58% Chapter 487 The Strike mater now, to make those condescending jerks get lost.” “After you and Mr. Bruce have finished your meal, you can payback the two hundred million when you have time, isn’t that okay? There's no way I'm paying for you. Does that sound okay to you?” Freddie hesitated slightly.
“Clay, this is none of your business,” Robin pointed at Freddie, “Call your wife!” Freddie paused for a moment.
He seemed to hear an underlying meaning in Robin's words.
“What are you still dazed for? Your daughter has tutoring, she should have lunch ttoo, call immediately!” “Alright, alright!” Freddie shivered, instinct telling him that Robin was somewhat angry.
Just as he was about to dial Stella’s number, his phone rang.
The call was from Shane Hammond of the Engineering Department at Southern District Development Corporation.
Freddie had intended to hang up.
But the other party's phone calls just kept coming incessantly.
“Shane, what was so urgent that you had to keep calling?” “I was busy at the moment, | would call you back later!” Chapter 487 The Strike On the other end of the phone, Shane hurriedly said, “Mr. Strickland, don’t hang up, | have something urgent to tell you. Otherwise, things will get out of hand and it will be too late!” Freddie asked coldly, “What's the matter?” “Mr. Strickland, the workers on the construction site have gone on a collective strike, blocking the entrance to the corporate headquarters. The situation is likely to escalate further. I'm afraid, a major incident is about to happen!” “Workers on strike? Why?” Freddie exclaimed angrily.
“The salary | paid them was higher than any construction group in Hallcester, and all kinds of insurance were covered. What else were they dissatisfied with?” “Mr. Strickland, the wages you offer to your workers are higher than any other construction team, but that’s just a hollow promise, the workers haven't been paid for three months.” “They only went on strike because they couldn't bear it anymore. The corporation can’t just let them work for nothing, after all, this is their hard-earned money!” “Shane, what kind of joke is this?” Freddie exploded in anger.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“When did | owe the workers money?” “I had already instructed the finance department long ago, the money for the frontline workers is hard-earned money, it was always the first to be distributed every time.” Chapter 487 The Strike “I owed money to someone, but | never owed money to the workers!” A helpless sigh cfrom the other end of the phone: “Mr. Strickland, you can now ask the finance department, they said there's not a penny left in the company’s account.” Freddie barked angrily. “How could it be possible!” “Three months ago, the Huber Group headquarters had just allocated us twenty billion, specifically for the development project in the south of the city, no one dared to touch this money!” “Shane, if you dare to talk nonsense with me. | will fire you immediately!” “Wait for me, | was just about to contact the finance department.” Freddie's lungs were about to burst | finally managed to invite Robin for a meal today, how could there be so many troubles coming to mess around? What a devilishly perfect timing! Just as the phone was hung up, a call cin from Lola Wilkerson, the Chief Financial Officer of Southern District Development Corporation.
Freddie started cursing outright. “Lola, what are you doing?!” “I told you long ago, we must never owe the workers’ money. Why haven't you paid them for three months! Answer me!” Lola said helplessly, “Mr. Strickland, you should be aware that all the money in the account has been transferred to the company in Cliffourn 61.99%% 16:38 M Chapter 487 The Strike by you.” “Bullshit! What company do | have in Cliffourn?” Freddie exploded in anger.
“I told you, Lola, if you dare to play tricks on me, using the company’s special project funds, | will immediately call the police and have you arrested!” The CFO Lola complained, “Mr. Strickland, two months ago, your wife. Stella, with your signed and stamped payment usage letter, transferred all 20 billion in five installments to the Grandeur Company in Cliffourn.” “I tried to reach out to you several times for further verification, but if you weren't in a meeting, you said you didn’t have tto talk to me. You toldto do as Stella instructed.” “Did you say Stella transferred this amount?” Freddie felt a chill run down his scalp.
The head of the Engineering Department and the Chief Financial Officer of the company were both loyal subordinates who had shared hardships with him.
For over a decade, she had never betrayed him.
They probably wouldn't lie.
Just, how could Stella have transferred so much money? On the other end of the phone, Lola continued, “Stella said you've registered another company in Cliffourn, planning to expand your 78 75% business there.” She took the fund usage letter you signed and stamped, and said that the Southern District Development Corporation would temporarily delay the payment of salaries for a few months. At that time, the company would give all employees a little more year-end bonus Freddie was confused.
If it was true, this was damn too fantastical Stella was indeed Freddie's most intimate lover How could they have transferred all the money behind his back?