Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate

Chapter 1144: Chapter 1144: Truly Capable

Obviously, Benjamin Walton’s words are no longer effective, as the car continues heading toward Wilson Corporation.

"Stop the car!" Benjamin Walton angrily slammed the car door, gritting his teeth, "What, are you planning to abduct me?"

"I wouldn’t dare." The manager spoke expressionlessly, yet with a very firm attitude, "President Walton, the board members are all waiting for you at the company, please don’t make things difficult for me."

"If I let you off now, are you sure you would be okay?"

The manager’s comments made Benjamin Walton turn to look outside; those journalists hadn’t given up, and their interview vans followed closely behind, not relaxing a bit.

Right now, if Benjamin Walton got out, there would be only one outcome, being completely overwhelmed.

"A bunch of leeches!" Benjamin Walton cursed viciously.

At this point, Benjamin Walton could only compromise, and the car headed straight to Wilson Corporation, where the conference room was filled with people.

Upon entering, Benjamin Walton scanned the room, then smiled and said nonchalantly, "Oh, everyone’s here."

While speaking, his gaze landed on Old Mrs. Wilson: "Old Mrs. Wilson, you’re here too? Truly a rare guest."

"If I don’t come, the company might have to shut down!" Old Mrs. Wilson’s unpleasant comment displeased Benjamin Walton, who replied with a cold smile, "What? You’re here to laugh at me?"

"Laugh at you? Do I need to laugh at you? Is there anyone in the whole of Imperial City who isn’t laughing at Wilson Corporation right now?" Old Mrs. Wilson would naturally not be polite to Benjamin Walton, her mocking was quite blunt.

"Why are all your faces so gloomy? The company hasn’t folded yet!" Benjamin Walton didn’t want to engage with Old Mrs. Wilson, so he sat in his seat, impatiently questioning, "Normally, I don’t see you all caring so much about the company. Why are you rushing here now? Think the journalists outside don’t have enough news to report?"

"No news is bigger than you, for false accusations... Humph, since when did Wilson Corporation engage in such practices?" Old Mrs. Wilson sneered sarcastically, "This might even lead to criminal liability!"

"This situation, is it something I can control?" Old Mrs. Wilson mentioning this only infuriated Benjamin Walton even more, "Old Mrs. Wilson, you surely are not unaware of who’s tinkering behind the scenes? The stock price drop affects more than just me, it’s a collective misfortune!"

"Do you think it’s Sophie Wilson or Charles Seymour?" Of course, Old Mrs. Wilson knew what Benjamin Walton wanted to say, so she said it first, "Do you believe Sophie Wilson or Charles Seymour have the power to influence the quality inspection department?"

"Haven’t you already reported it? You don’t know the investigation results?" Old Mr. Walton sarcastically stared at Benjamin Walton, "Weren’t you just picked up? Why were you summoned, don’t say it’s us, it’s already all over the internet."

"False reporting, hum." Old Mrs. Wilson scoffed contemptuously, "You sure have skills."

Benjamin Walton gritted his teeth but couldn’t argue back.

Because, whether it’s Sophie Wilson or Charles Seymour, they’re merely businessmen, how could they interfere with the decisions of the quality inspection department?

He suspects bribes were given and taken, prompting him to report it.

"President Walton, this isn’t the first time it’s happened. Ever since you took over, the company’s deals haven’t gone through." Other board members spoke, unafraid of Benjamin Walton.

Compared to Benjamin Walton, the value of their shares in hand was far more important.

Today, as soon as Benjamin Walton’s matter exploded online, Wilson Corporation’s stock price plummeted, and that’s all about money!