The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 288: Let the Bullets Fly for a While_1

Chapter 288: Chapter 288: Let the Bullets Fly for a While_1

Marvin Simmons was also somewhat annoyed, he just didn’t want to fall out with Chestor Ware, but he had never considered Greg Jensen significant.

He was born into the Simmons family of the provincial city and was also the general manager of Westland Pharmaceuticals. Who didn’t give him some respect upon meeting him?

What was Greg Jensen in comparison?

A country bumpkin dares to threaten him?

“Mr. Jensen, how you handle this matter is your own business,”

Marvin Simmons said coldly, “Our company’s answer is just that. Besides, please have your goods removed promptly, or we will begin charging storage fees.”

“Alright then, I’ll take my leave!”

Greg Jensen replied with a faint smile and turned to walk outside.

Taylor Ware was stunned; she thought that Greg Jensen would argue with Marvin Simmons logically, and if pushed too far, might even beat Ethan Locke up.

But to her surprise, he simply left after only a few words.

She stood up in bewilderment, intending to say a few pleasantries, but, seeing Marvin Simmons’s somber face, she swallowed her words and followed Greg Jensen out of the meeting room.

Once outside, Taylor Ware hurried to catch up with Greg Jensen, anxiously asking, “Mr. Jensen, why did you come out so quickly?”

Greg Jensen turned his head, puzzled, and said, “I came today just to remind Marvin Simmons, and since he had already made his decision, why bother dallying with him?”

Taylor Ware thought about it and then asked, “What should we do now? Sue Ethan Locke?”

“No rush, let the bullet fly a little longer!”

Greg Jensen’s lips curled into a cunning smile as he asked, “Guess what he’s going to do with our goods after Ethan Locke got his hands on them?”

“Are you saying…”

Taylor Ware suddenly realized something and her eyes widened.

…

In the Westland Pharmaceuticals factory meeting room.

After a moment of silence, Marvin Simmons said, “Mr. Locke, our subsidiary now relies solely on your company for supplies.

I don’t care about anything else, but you must ensure the raw materials keep up, or don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

“Don’t worry, Mr. Simmons. I stockpiled a batch of herbs in the summer, guaranteeing it won’t affect production,” replied Ethan Locke.

“Good, that’s settled then.”

Marvin Simmons nodded and, as if something occurred to him, suddenly looked up and said, “You’re sure there’s no slip-up on your end, right?”

“Definitely not, the people who did the job are my confidants, just make sure the surveillance here is handled.”

“Alright, that’s good to hear.”

“Pleasure doing business?”

Marvin Simmons extended his hand and shook hands with Ethan Locke, calm in his response, “Pleasure doing business.”

Ethan Locke grinned, finally feeling some sense of revenge as Greg Jensen had caused him to lose face in public; now he managed to reclaim some interest.

Once he took over the Locke family completely, he would destroy that bastard! And as for the mastermind Alan Locke, Ethan Locke wouldn’t even need to act himself; as long as he managed the Locke family’s affairs better than Alan, the elder would take care of him.

Being able to monopolize the supply rights to Westland’s subsidiary made Ethan Locke quite smug; it was a mere first attempt, yet he accomplished what Alan Locke had wished but failed to do, proving himself far superior to that bastard.

The people of the Locke family were no fools, especially the patriarch Jeffrey Locke. When he learned that the Locke family had become the sole supplier for the Westland subsidiary, his face immediately burst with joy.

“Ethan is truly our Locke family’s precious child, indeed capable,” he declared, patting Ethan Locke on the shoulder. “Ethan, this family’s future will be in your hands, you must work hard.”

Ethan Locke smiled with a hint of pride, “Grandfather, rest assured, I will definitely not disappoint you.”

He glanced over at Alan Locke sitting in the corner.

Alan Locke had been stripped of all his duties, living off meager family funds apart from some savings he had, appearing utterly destitute.

Seeing Ethan Locke looking over, he hurriedly squeezed out a smile, exclaiming, “Ah, if I had known how capable little Ethan was, I should have handed over the family business to you a long time ago.

I was just like someone occupying the toilet without doing the business, wasting the family’s great resources.”

Ethan Locke’s smile faded as he replied indifferently, “Uncle Alan, there’s no need for self-deprecation; you’ve done quite well too.”

His attitude could only be described as indifferent, but that tone, like he was lecturing a junior, nearly made Alan Locke’s lungs explode with anger.

Jeffrey Locke glanced at his youngest son, then at Ethan Locke, and said, “Alright, let’s prepare the food and drink. Ethan has achieved a great success on his first assignment, so tonight let’s make a few extra dishes to celebrate.”

Alan Locke quickly stood up, saying with a flattering smile, “Dad, I’ll take care of it.”

“Hmm.”

Jeffrey Locke hummed noncommittally and then turned to Ethan with a beaming smile, engaging him in conversation.

Alan Locke clenched his teeth and turned to enter the kitchen.

Jeffrey Locke looked up in the direction of the kitchen and asked in a low voice, “How’s the handling of that batch of goods? No loose ends, I hope?”

“Don’t worry, Grandfather, everything has been arranged properly,” Ethan Locke said with a smile.

Jeffrey Locke nodded, smiling relievedly and said, “That’s good to hear! With that batch, we should have enough for the Westland Pharmaceuticals subsidiary to use.”

“It’s all thanks to your good guidance, Grandpa.”

“Not arrogant or impatient, well done.”

Jeffrey Locke praised him again, his face showing a satisfied smile.

The food and drinks were quickly prepared, and all of the Locke family members gathered, praising Ethan’s capability in securing the Westland Pharmaceuticals supply deal.

While they praised him, they did not forget to bring Alan down a notch or two.

With his status in the family falling to rock bottom, Alan Locke could only manage a forced smile in the face of everyone’s comments.

After the meal, Ethan’s status in the Locke family surged upwards, positioning him as the leading figure under Grandfather Jeffrey Locke.

Ethan’s face was full of smiles, and his heart swelled with pride, feeling extremely pleased with himself for his plan that killed two birds with one stone. Not only did he set up Greg Jensen, but it also enhanced his status within the family.

However, what Ethan didn’t know was that Greg Jensen didn’t care at all about his loss of the supply rights.

After leaving Westland Pharmaceuticals, he drove back to his villa.

As he entered, he saw Trey Holmes sitting on a small stool in the yard, staring blankly at the Fragrant Spirit Grass in front of her.

The Fragrant Spirit Grass seemed to have adapted to the thin Spiritual Energy, looking healthy, and despite not being watered yesterday, didn’t show any signs of withering.

Greg estimated that it would probably be fine even if it wasn’t watered for three to five days.

However, his assistant’s spirits seemed low. Upon seeing her boss return, she didn’t rise to greet him but rather asked somewhat listlessly,

“Boss, how long does this thing need to be in the sun?”

Greg couldn’t help but smile at her demeanor, saying, “Just about ten or so minutes at noon is enough. You don’t need to be too vigilant about it; as long as it’s not nibbled by bugs or damaged by a downpour, it should be fine.”

“Oh, can I take it inside now?”

Trey Holmes immediately perked up, taking the Fragrant Spirit Grass inside carefully, and only after placing it by the window, did she sigh in relief.

“Let’s go, quickly change clothes, we are going out for a drive.”

“Where to?”

Greg laughed, “To buy a car.”

“Another car? Don’t you already have one?” Trey asked in surprise.

“I’m buying an extra one. I’ll use this H6 for grocery shopping, and when I need to drive out, you can use this car,” Greg said with a laugh.

“Really?”

Though the car was still Greg’s, the thought of having one specifically for her to drive excited Trey immensely.

She happily went to change her clothes and, pulling Greg along, got into the car.