
"What's? What's up? There's a bunch of guys barging into the hotel? Are they hotel security? " She shouted Ryan.
The young guard began to sweat profusely. "It could be Mahdi Bennet's men. He brought a lot of men who blocked all our guards from entering the hotel. He's now personally on his way." The young guard gulped and continued nervously.
"Mahdi Bennett?" To prosper in the southern district, one must definitely get to know Mahdi Bennet, the Fat Butt of the Mahdi.
He was previously the head of a powerful gangster but has turned into a legitimate business, developing a mall.
In fact, he has set up an affiliated mall chain, elevating him to a figure of legal status in the commercial real estate industry.
"Yes, yes, yes, it must be him. Mahdi has brought a gang of men and they just stomped in the lobby! " Not long after the young guard finished his statement, when a cheerful laughter rang out in the room.
"Hello, Mr. Lawrence and Zane! It's been a long time since we've met!" Mahdi entered with his men. His men behind him occupied the entire hallway outside the room.
When he saw Mahdi and his men, Ryan and Zane's faces squinted. The Mahdi is the most powerful man in the area.
"Mr Bennett, what brings you here?" Zane covered his head with his hands and hurriedly went to greet Mahdi with a smile. Deep down, he was very nervous. Mahdi appearing at this critical point is not a good sign.
Ryan is also depressed. Obviously the Mahdi came to make trouble with a lot of men.
"Zane, I've been out of the picture of the underworld for years. Looks like you're still pretty active." Mahdi swept a beer bottle from the table and moved towards Zane.
All eyes are on the Mahdi. Everyone had a nervous and worried expression. No one would dare to make a sound should they make the Mahdi uneasy.
"No no no no no, the southern district has always been the territory of Mr. Bennet. I dare not be active. " Zane did have the intention to take over Mahdi's position as gang leader in the southern district, and had strengthened his power base during the latter's absence.
But still, in comparison, Zane still had far less authority than Madhi. It seems obvious even now. He did not dare to move against her.
"Thankfully you already know that!" Mahdi said as he smashed a beer bottle into Zane's head.
Again, the bottle exploded, with blood and beer streaming down his face for the second time tonight.
Again, everything in the room was dumbfounded. Madhi is direct and decisive, showing Zane who is the boss.
Bleeding profusely, Zane did not say a word. Upon seeing that, Ryan gulped, his heart beating unruffled.
This Mahdi is very violent. Zane didn't even have a chance to fight back. Rebecca's white like sheets. Faced with the Mahdi, he grew even more terrified.
As everyone stood in horror, sweating profusely, afraid of how fierce Mahdi was, the big man turned around, and walked up to Cyril and nervously asked:
"Mr Woodley, I'm sorry I'm late. I hope you're okay."
As he spoke, he wiped the sweat off his forehead anxiously. If Cyril was angry with him, he would not be able to operate in the southern district.
"It's good you're here!" Cyril smiled. In the end, the control of the situation in the room was again in his hands.
Again, everyone is dumbfounded.
Mahdi Bennett, who was ruthless in the city, now bowed his head to Cyril. This is really amazing.
As he thought that he had the upper hand, the situation was reversed. He's not Zane's getting shocked. It is clear, from how the Mahdi behaved towards him, that Cyril was not a person to be taken lightly.
As this thought dawned on him, Zane was crushed, covered in blood, sweat, and beer. Rebecca was speechless from fear.
A poor rural man could make a ruthless gangster like Madhi so submissive.
This guy must have evil powers.
"Don't you want your shares back? Still got the guts to do it? " Cyril, slowly and provocatively, moved towards Ryan.
Ryan glanced around with a sweat. He was afraid of the fact that Cyril was moving on it.
"It's all Cyril's misunderstanding. It was my intention to apologize to you today. It's not about getting shares back from you. This is a misunderstanding. Look, I'm gonna give you an official apology. " Ryan was well aware of the situation; if he did not retreat, he would get a severe blow.
"No need to apologize. I heard that you own a 40% stake in The Goodery Hotel. Is this true?"
"You want to buy on my Goodery Hotel stock??" Ryan felt shivering on his spine. This fellow had done a detailed background check before he came. He even knows exactly how many shares he owns. He felt he was the one who had been deceived.
"Yes, a thousand dollars, for 40% of The Goodery Hotel's shareholding," Cyril said without further ado with a smile, hoping not to be rejected.
Everyone hold their breath. A thousand dollars for a stock worth forty million dollars. That's really cruel.
"You want to buy more than my stock for just a thousand dollars? Cyril, are you crazy??? "
Before Ryan could finish his sentence, Mahdi who wanted to get into Cyril's good books, walked up to him and gave him a loud slap then said coldly:
"Stop growing nonsense. Mr. Woodley paid you a thousand dollars for your shares. That's too much in my opinion. Save your breath or I'll crush you!
The slap sounded hollow in that quiet room. The slap really woke Ryan up.
There's no way out.
"You won, Cyril. I'll sign it. " Ryan gritted his teeth and replied.
"I'll excuse you. I haven't finished what I'm about to say. There are quite a lot of agreements that you need to sign. " Cyril took more than ten agreements and put them on the table.
"Each agreement is at the purchase price of a thousand dollars. You can start signing now." Cyril smirked.
Ryan again felt a cold tremor in his spine. Cyril could not buy all the property and assets he owned. That's too much appetite.
Was he not worried about stepping on the toes of the entire Lawrence Family?
Rebecca gawked. Cyril has a great appetite. He must be crazy. Wasn't he afraid the Lawrence Family would take revenge? They were the strongest family in the southern district.
"Hurry to sign the documents!" Cyril said as he pierced his heart with a smile.