The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 330: 330: Arriving at the Lin Family_1



Chapter 330: 330: Arriving at the Lin Family_1

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: Arriving at the Lin Family_1

In the Locke family villa, the Locke family members had mostly gathered, even Alan Locke, who had been grounded for a long time, was released.

In the past, resting on the backing of the Locke family, they could do whatever they wanted without ever considering whether their actions were beneficial to the Locke family.

However, times had changed; the Locke family was on the brink of collapse, and they were forced to consider the future.

The living room was terrifyingly silent, anxiety written on everyone’s face.

Just as everyone was at their wits’ end, the butler rushed in and said, “Master, there is someone named Greg Jensen at the door looking for you, wanting to buy shares of our Locke Corporation.”

“Greg Jensen? How did he come here?”

Upon hearing the name Greg Jensen, Ethan Locke’s expression suddenly changed, and he was about to order the person to be thrown out, but then he fell silent, considering the current plight of the Locke family.

Jeffrey Locke frowned and said, “Let him in.”

“Alright.”

A moment later, the butler returned, bringing Greg Jensen and others with him.

“Mr. Jensen, it’s been a long time. Please, have a seat,” said Jeffrey Locke indifferently.

At these words, Greg Jensen, with Chestor Ware and others, sat opposite Jeffrey Locke.

He glanced around, his gaze landing on Ethan Locke; his lips slowly curved into a mocking smile.

Ethan Locke’s face showed a flash of anger as he coldly said, “What are you looking at? If you have something to say, say it; if not, get lost!”

“Ethan!”

Jeffrey Locke looked towards Greg Jensen and said indifferently, “Mr. Jensen, you didn’t come here just to mock the Locke family, did you?”

“Indeed, I have no interest in knowing whether the Locke family lives or dies.”

Greg Jensen shifted into a more comfortable position and said, “However, I am very interested in your Locke family’s shares, so I wanted to buy some.”

Hearing Greg Jensen’s somewhat frivolous tone, Ethan Locke immediately got angry and said with a stern face, “Do you think this is a vegetable market? You can just buy some because you say so?

This fifteen percent of the shares can at most be split into fifteen parts, each costing ten million. Can you afford it?”

Greg Jensen glanced at him, chuckled, then turned to Jeffrey Locke and said, “Mr. Locke, is Ethan Locke calling the shots for the Locke family now?

If so, then I’ll leave right now. If not, can you tell him to shut up?”

“I am in charge of the Locke family now.”

Jeffrey Locke looked at his grandson, sighed, and said, “Ethan, stop talking for now.”

Ethan Locke glowered resentfully at Greg Jensen, then fell silent.

Jeffrey Locke said, “Mr. Jensen, tell me how much you want to buy.”

“I’ll take all of it; we will take all the shares that the Locke Corporation is releasing this time.”

“All of it?”

Jeffrey Locke frowned and said, “To prevent affecting the decision-making of Locke Corporation, the shares being released cannot all be sold to one person. I hope you understand, Mr. Jensen.”

“Understand!”

Greg Jensen nodded with a smile and said, “So, it’s not just me buying the shares this time; these few are with me.”

Upon hearing this, Jeffrey Locke’s complexion immediately turned sour as he said sternly, “They are all your good friends; how is this any different from you buying them all by yourself?”

“The difference is, I’ve given you face. If you want it, sell me the shares. If you don’t, then just wait for death,” said Greg Jensen with a cold laugh. “I would like to see who else in Jamae City dares to buy your Locke family’s shares besides me.”

“You…”

Jeffrey Locke was so infuriated that his complexion turned ashen, his thin chest heaving violently as he glared coldly at Greg Jensen.

“Impertinent, daring to threaten the Locke family? You son of a bitch don’t want to live anymore?”

“Get lost already, even if we starve to death, our Locke family won’t sell the shares to you!”

As the preeminent family of Jamae City, when had the Locke family ever been subjected to such humiliation?

To threaten the Locke family to their face?

Had this kid lost his mind?

The Lockes were fuming, yet suddenly, Jeffrey Locke gestured for calm.

He looked at Greg Jensen, caught his breath slowly, and said, “Fine, sold!”

“Grandpa!”

“Old man…”

The Lockes were all stunned. Greg Jensen had just threatened them, and now they were going to sell him the shares? Where would the Locke family’s face be put?

Only at this point did they finally understand the dire straits the Locke family was in.

Before coming to the Locke household, Greg Jensen and the others had prepared everything, so the process of transferring shares went very quickly.

Both parties reviewed the agreement, found no issues, then signed and transferred money—all in one fell swoop. In less than half an hour, Greg Jensen and Chestor Ware became shareholders in the Locke Corporation.

“Pleasure doing business!”

Greg Jensen looked at the agreement in his hand and cracked a smile.

Ethan Locke said coldly, “Now that you’ve signed the agreement, get the hell out. Our Locke family does not welcome you!”

“No problem!”

Greg Jensen was not the least bit angry. Instead, he smiled and said, “By the way, you might want to take another look at Locke Corporation. It won’t be so easy for you to get in there in the future.”

“What do you mean?”

Ethan Locke sensed there was something more to Greg Jensen’s words, but couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong. He wanted to press further, but Greg Jensen had already left with his entourage.

“Enough, don’t mind him, let’s just hurry and pay off those loans from the bank. The cash we’ve saved up at home should cover it,” suggested Jeffrey Locke with a sigh of resignation, glancing at the others.

“If that’s not enough, we can sell a few of our villas to get through this difficult time,” he said.

“Okay, patriarch, we can vacate our houses anytime.”

“Ours too, just say the word if you need it.”

The Lockes were no fools; they knew it was a do-or-die situation, and unless they overcame this obstacle, no one would be spared.

Seeing everyone’s attitude, Jeffrey Locke nodded in satisfaction and turned to Joe Locke, “Harold, later transfer your shares to Ethan, from now on he will be the one managing the family.”

“Okay… okay.”

Joe Locke swallowed hard and took the chance to run into the bathroom, making another call to Quinton Creed. As before, the phone was switched off.

After contacting his men and getting their reports, he exhaled dejectedly.

Quinton Creed, who held twenty-three percent of the shares, had vanished as if into thin air, without a trace to be found.

The Lockes had been relying on these shares to control the Locke Corporation. Now what?

Joe Locke felt completely numb. After much thought, he could only delay the transfer of shares. After all, as long as the shares were in Quinton Creed’s hands and he didn’t act rashly, the Locke Corporation would still belong to the Lockes.

With this thought, he felt a lot better, and his agitated heart settled somewhat.

But what he didn’t know was that Greg Jensen had already taken the share transfer agreement to the business registration authorities to complete the formalities.

Once that was done, the Locke Corporation would have Jensen’s name on it.

Accompanying Greg Jensen were Adrian Wright and Spencer Burley, both of whom had strong local connections.

With these two by his side, the procedures were completed quickly.


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