He wants to hand over the Anderson Group to Rebecca?
Emily Aitken asked her doubts: "How to make it?"
Although the current Anderson Group's president and legal person are linked to the name of Finley Cunningham, the Anderson family is really in power, or the person with a large share is Alfie Cunningham.
Emily Aitken didn't quite understand what he meant. At this moment, a flash of light flashed in his mind!
She understood another thing. From the attitude of George Smith, it was Charlotte Anderson who threatened him with Rebecca Cunningham.
George Smith didn't notice her thoughts. He said solemnly: "Anderson Clan lives on the wind company now. Even if I don't rely on the wind company , I can easily win it."
There is no doubt about this.
Emily Aitken nodded for him to continue.
"Simply put, it's just like Oliver Aitken gave you a place. The only difference is that all of Alfie Cunningham's shares in the Anderson family belong to Rebecca." He was expressionless, as if to say "what to eat today" calmly.
Emily Aitken has no reason not to agree, and she has always felt that Charlotte Anderson is bullying Rebecca Cunningham, except: "Your suggestion is good, but Rebecca has never been exposed to commercial things, I'm afraid she can't accept it all at once."
"I've already thought about this. the Wind company is relatively stable now. I called Arlo Hunter to take Rebecca first." George Smith squinted his eyes.
He agreed to let Charlotte Anderson be spared and not to hold her accountable. He also said that there was only one threat. If he didn't teach Charlotte Anderson a deep lesson, he might not have big troubles in the future, but small troubles would continue.
This is why he is most determined to deal with Charlotte Anderson.
Upon seeing this, Emily Aitken nodded.
He has always done everything he can, and she doesn't need to worry about this: "Then you told Rebecca?"
George Smith shook his head. He wanted her to be the first to know.
"Oh, then I'll call her now."
"Ok."
Emily Aitken dialed Rebecca Cunningham's phone and spoke to her in almost a minute. Rebecca Cunningham heard it, shaking her head like a rattle in fright.
She sighed secretly, what she should have thought of, you call her to be mischievous, she is a hundred willing, you let her play a few songs, even if she is in a bad mood, she will not refuse.
Only in business, how can she survive with her fun and innocent character?
Not only did it restrict freedom but also "ruined" the Anderson Clan.
When she didn’t know how to persuade her, George Smith snatched the phone away. He seemed to have a fire in his heart. He was a little angry and seemed to hate iron and steel: "Rebecca Cunningham, you are twenty-eight this year, no A three-year-old child is always immersed in his own world, being sold to pay for the number of people, can he be mature and have a dim eyes."
Emily Aitken faintly heard the truth from this, and she frowned.
On the phone, Rebecca Cunningham whispered something, she had no way of knowing, only to guess what George Smith said at the moment.
"If you don't agree, I'll just buy Anderson Shi." George Smith didn't bother to talk nonsense with her.
Su, he must deal with it today. It's been too long for him to "work" more and more people seem to have forgotten his once majesty!
The person on the other end of the phone thought for a while, but nodded in response.
After arranging the venue for the negotiation, George Smith returned the phone to Emily Aitken, and then took out his own and contacted the Anderson family.
Emily Aitken met his gaze and drew away in a panic. She lowered her head and remembered what happened in the ward last night. She secretly looked at the corner of George Smith's mouth.
I don't know, but I was really taken aback. The side where his face was obviously beaten was slightly swollen, especially the corner of his mouth seemed to grow like a small bubble.
"You, are you okay?" She was a little worried.
George Smith looked at her puzzledly, she snorted and motioned for the wound on the corner of his mouth.
George Smith suddenly realized that he raised his hand, and gently pressed his thumb on the corner of his mouth: "Max Miller is quite ruthless."
Emily Aitken couldn't help but smiled: "Who told you to hide the truth."
After speaking, she realized that she had said the wrong thing just now, but the reality did not withdraw this function.
Since Amy Campbell's accident last night, he hasn't seen her smiling happily again. Now that he can make her smile, he thinks it's worth everything.
George Smith was infected by her, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
He pretended not to hear these words, relaxed his body, leaned on his back, and closed his eyes.
The ghost knew that he hadn't slept all night last night, and his mind was full of Emily Aitken saying what to do if he left? And what can be done to save this relationship as much as possible.
Now, the person she missed was sitting next to her. Instead of saying to leave, she laughed with herself, George Smith's tense nerves also relaxed, and she fell asleep in a daze.
Emily Aitken deliberately didn’t look at the movement on his side. He only raised his ears and listened carefully to his every move. For a while, there was a sound of even breathing. Emily Aitken looked sideways and the sun was just shining. His body melted the indifference on his body, and there was a faint tenderness hung on him, and everything seemed so unreal.
Emily Aitken sniffed. Not wanting to break the beauty of this moment, she lowered her voice and said to Sutherland, "Drive slowly."
No matter how slow the car is, it will reach the end. Sutherland parked the car steadily on the side of the road. He turned his head and said, "Madam, here it is."
This is one of Sutherland's few words. He who is usually taciturn, said surprisingly today.
Emily Aitken nodded, she leaned close to George Smith and pushed his arm lightly.
"Arrived?"
"Ok."
George Smith woke up in the car, and after a while, the two got out of the car together.
"How..." Getting!
Emily Aitken stood at the gate, muttering softly.
She didn't expect that George Smith would fix the location here.
George Smith smiled and said, "Well, the fertile water does not flow out of the field."
She didn't even know what to say for a while. Fortunately, George Smith was not the one to ask the question. He made a "please" gesture. Emily Aitken was flattered and walked in under his gaze.
There was a strange feeling in her heart, which was mixed with some excitement and surprise.
She and George Smith met in Götting, and she and Charlotte Anderson were probably in a small hotel next to Götting. Now, more than three years have passed in a flash. Today, she and Charlotte Anderson will end the hatred between the two in Götting. There is a sense of reaching the same goal by different routes.
Emily Aitken stepped in. The plants and trees here, the placement and decoration of the objects are exactly the same as before, and she walked in again, and she felt a lot of feelings in her heart.
Unlike the last time she came to Alexander Mitchell's wedding, this time she came more with appreciation and nostalgia.
The waiter greeted them into the box, and the Anderson family and his party walked formidably before they could say anything when they sat down.
The first to walk in and knock on the floor was Grandma Hill, the most authoritative leader of the Anderson family. Even though she had silver hair, she could still tell from her aura that she was in good health.
Grandma Hill smiled proudly. She even wondered if George Smith came to discuss the wedding with Charlotte Anderson this time, but it was a pity that her smile didn't last long, and when she saw Emily Aitken, she instantly solidified.
"Our family party, what did you call this woman to do?" Grandma Hill was very dissatisfied, and the crutch in his hand slammed on the floor fiercely.
The heavy impact caused the floor to make a muffled noise.
George Smith stood up: "Grandma comes in first."
Grandma Hill walked into the box reluctantly. She played the elder's score and sat directly on the upper seat.