891 Do You Understand Now?

Bart panicked, but soon regained his composure and smiled. "Duke Abraham, Miss Christy and I were also talking business before, but we had a slight disagreement. Now I know even you do business with Miss Christy, so she must be really good at her job. Therefore I have decided to deposit 50,000,000 at Buffett Banks."

Christy looked at Bart with disgust in his eyes. She hated men like him. He wanted to deposit 50,000,000 copper coins not because he recognized her abilities, but because he wanted to please Duke Abraham. As a branch manager, however, she couldn't turn down such an important customer, nor could she withstand the consequences of rejecting Celtic Transportation's intentions to work together.

Bart looked at Christy from the corner of his eye and smiled. He was familiar with the rules of business and took advantage of other people's weaknesses.

He had been only a coachman before, but now he controlled half of the cargo transport in Chaos City. He knew how to deal with people in general better than anyone present.

No one could refuse the olive branch offered by the Celtic Transportation, because everyone knew that their social status was getting higher and higher.

Abraham frowned at Bart. He did not like dealing with businessmen, because they were much better at pretending than ordinary people. It was difficult to see what face was hidden under their mask.

Besides, they were boring. They were always busy making money, and never spent a lot of time looking for delicious food. They weren't nearly as interesting as Carla, whom he had just met at Mamy Restaurant.

He would never have come for this dinner if it had not been for Bowen's invitation and the fact that he was a distant relative.

He could see that it was not as Bart had said, but Christy didn't say anything. His 50,000,000 had to be very important to her, otherwise she would not have come to the party. Abraham said nothing more.

Just then, a voice sounded from behind the crowd. "Buffett Banks reject your 50,000,000 copper coins, and from today on, we will terminate all cooperation with Celtic Transportation."

When the crowd turned around, they were surprised and happy to find Scheer walking slowly in a bright red dress.

The dress looked familiar. It looked like the dress that Gloria had worn at the Chamber of Commerce midyear party, but the bright red color on Scheer had a completely different feel to it. She was as authoritative and charming as a queen. The crowd could not take their eyes off her.

Of course, it was even more surprising that Scheer, the head of the Buffett Family, refused to do business with Bart. It was impossible that she did not know that Celtic Transportation had a great influence in the city. They controlled half of the goods transport.

"Miss Scheer!" Christy's eyes lit up. She watched as Scheer walked over to them slowly, feeling overwhelmed with excitement.

If anyone at Buffett Banks had the right to reject Buffet, it was Miss Scheer. Mr. Buffett could do that too, but he had retired.

Christy hadn't expected Scheer to reject Bart, either. She had even cut off all business with Celtic Transportation, which was a partnership that every branch manager was trying to reach.

Bart was taken aback. "What did you just say, Miss Scheer?" he asked, frowning.

Scheer stood in front of Bart and looked at him calmly. "Mr. Bart, from today on, Buffett Banks will refuse all business dealings with Celtic Transportation and with you. Now, do you understand?"

Bart's face darkened. "Do you know how big Celtic Transportation is now? By the time I finish my acquisition of Blair Transportation, more than 50% of the goods shipments in the city will be controlled by me. Are you sure Buffett Banks wants to break the partnership with Celtic Transportation?"

The banquet hall was quiet, and the crowd looked at Scheer and Bart. One of them controlled cash flow, and the other controlled goods transportation. It was not common for them to quarrel with each other.

Scheer smiled scornfully, and said, "Buffett Banks control 70% of the currency flow across the continent. Every year it handles 10,000 times more cash than the total assets of Celtic Transportation. Our carriages are much safer and faster than yours, so how big do you think your Celtic Transportation is?"

Bart looked at Scheer with his mouth open, but he could not make a sound. The veins on his forehead bulged.

10,000 times. He couldn't argue with the truth.

His business was big, but compared to Buffett Banks, it was nothing.

The looks on the crowd faces were various. They knew Buffett Banks were big, but they had never expected to find it this big.

10,000 times. Such a shocking number. Buffett Banks were the biggest not only in Chaos City, but on the whole Norland Continent.

Celtic Transportation was doing well, but it couldn't hold a candle to Buffett Banks.

A girl who was not more than 18 years old, a girl who was born into a rich family and had never suffered a bit, dared to look down on and talk to him like this. A fury rose in Bart's heart. "Your business is bigger than mine. That's true, but if you just turn your partner away for no reason, I wonder how long you'll be able to maintain that success."

"Buffett Banks have always been known for their high quality service." Scheer's face grew colder. "We never turn anyone away for no reason. You want to hear the reasons? You want me to tell everybody here what you have done?!"

Bart felt anger coiling inside him, and crushed it with his willpower.

Scheer's eyes swept across the faces of everyone present. "Buffett Banks welcome any cooperation, but refuse any dirty hands reaching out to its staff. If anyone touches the girls at Buffett Banks again, whoever it is, they will be blacklisted and all cooperation will be broken."

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