To the Love of My Life-Chapter 881 - : Time of a Stunning City - After the Wedding (Ending 7)_1

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Chapter 881 -881: Time of a Stunning City – After the Wedding (Ending 7)_1

Meanwhile, in a private room of the Capital Club.

Steve Burton and Alfred Smith sat facing each other.

Neither man wore much expression on their face, but their eyes, ever so silently, scrutinized the person in front of them thoroughly, inside and out, in the shortest amount of time.

Despite their hearts being somewhat unconvinced due to their wives’ compliments of the other, once they set aside the jealousy that such praise evoked, both had to admit that the other was one of the most outstanding individuals they had encountered in their years in the business world.

The female secretaries that Steve Burton and Alfred Smith had brought with them stood behind their respective Big Bosses, holding documents, and wore pleasant smiles.

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The atmosphere in the private room was slightly quiet.

On the solid wood table, tea water boiled, releasing wisps of steam. Ms. Taylor, standing behind Steve, took a step forward, crouched in front of the table, and expertly brewed the tea. She then poured two cups and placed them in front of Steve and Alfred.

The fragrance of the tea suffused the room.

Only then did Steve stand up and leisurely extend his hand toward Alfred, “Mr. Smith, I have long admired your reputation.”

Alfred rose unhurriedly from his seat and extended his own hand, “Mr. Burton, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

The two men shook hands, both curling their lips into slight smiles. Then they released each other’s hands and elegantly settled back into their seats.

Alfred picked up the tea cup in front of him, sipped it slowly, and then looked up with a gradual smile, “I’ve heard, Mr. Burton, that you’ve recently taken an interest in the real estate industry?”

Steve’s lips slightly curled and he tugged at the corner of his mouth, speaking in the official courtesies of the political world, “Everyone in Ciawell knows that Mr. Smith dominates the real estate industry alone. Now with the real estate market not doing well and me being new to this industry, I hope Mr. Smith can provide a way out and share a cup of the real estate market’s soup.”

The contest between men is far less direct and clear-cut than that between women; to maintain their dignity, they always seem to engage in a silent battle.

Thus, when Alfred heard this statement, he smiled even more subtly and said with very little restraint, and even a bit provocatively, “Indeed, the real estate market hasn’t been very good lately, so much so that my company’s performance last month only increased by a mere eighty points. But since Mr. Burton has asked, whatever help you need, I, Alfred Smith, will certainly not shirk.”

Steve could clearly hear Alfred boasting. His facial expression showed no significant fluctuation, nor could any hint of joy or anger be seen. He slowly picked up the tea cup from the table, took a sip, and then spoke deliberately, “Mr. Smith, it seems you invested quite a bit of money last month, venturing into the electronics market.”

“Speaking of the electronics market, everyone knows that is Mr. Burton’s domain. I hope you can look after us more,” Alfred said, his compliments matching Steve’s in no way inferior.

Steve, in a languid manner, leaned back in his seat and started humbly, “Nowadays, the competition in the electronics market is fierce; it’s far from as easy to make money as it was before, resulting in my company’s profit last month being only…”

Steve paused slightly there and glanced at Ms. Taylor standing beside him. Ms. Taylor immediately understood and quietly answered, “Eighty-one points.”

Steve nodded slightly and continued to speak to Alfred, “Eighty-one points, but with Mr. Smith entering the electronics market, I will certainly do my utmost to lend a helping hand.”