The Bigshot Married Himself to the Heiress-Chapter 609 - 650: The Night Owl Approaches Sienna Johnson
"Sell the bird’s nest to Boss Thompson? You’re kidding. I won’t do all this work for nothing, just to let someone else reap the rewards. Who doesn’t know that the price of finished products is several times higher than raw materials? Now that I have the funds and my own sales channels, why not set up my own processing factory and market my own bird’s nest brand?"
"Well, it’s up to you."
Adrian Desmond wasn’t interested in the meager profit from bird’s nests. In his eyes, Sienna Johnson’s business was just her dabbling in something. However, since Sienna enjoyed it, he didn’t want to dampen her enthusiasm too much.
"I just looked into it. A bird’s nest processing factory doesn’t require much advanced technology, and the investment isn’t huge either; it’s mainly labor costs. The labor costs here are similar to Sileria City. I could ship the raw materials back and build a processing factory in Sileria City, but people domestically don’t trust local food products. They have this mindset that anything foreign is better. If I build the factory in Abyanabad and label it ’Processed in Abyanabad,’ customers will be more receptive, and it will also help with promoting the brand later on."
"Alright. If you need my help with anything, just let me know."
"Thank you, Sixth Master."
"Oh, don’t bother with such insincere thanks."
Walter Klein called. Adrian Desmond glanced at Sienna Johnson and answered, "Hello..."
"Sixth Master, I’m at the Psychiatric Hospital now. From the hospital’s surveillance footage, I saw two men take Miss Melanie Carpenter away. Those two men look familiar; I’m certain I know them, but I can’t recall where I’ve seen them right now. I’ll send their photos to you first. Take a look and see if you recognize them. I’ll keep investigating on my end."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Walter Klein quickly sent the photos. Adrian Desmond absentmindedly opened them, but his expression changed drastically when he saw the two men in the photos. He remembered them.
One was Maxwell Lee, and the other was Benjamin; they were brothers. They had even taught Adrian martial arts. These two were close associates of his uncle.
Why did they take Melanie Carpenter away?
Adrian’s heart was in turmoil, his mind a complete mess, unsure which part of the plan had gone wrong.
"Adrian! What’s wrong?"
Sienna Johnson saw his troubled expression and called out to him several times, but he didn’t respond. She asked worriedly, "What on earth is wrong with you today? If you have something to attend to, just go. Don’t worry about me. Besides, aren’t the bodyguards here? I’ll be fine."
Adrian Desmond looked at Sienna Johnson and said, "Something came up with my business that I need to handle immediately. I can’t stay with you. Be careful."
"Okay, sure."
Adrian Desmond got out of the car and into the bodyguards’ car that was following them. Sienna Johnson watched Adrian’s car drive away and disappear from sight before telling her driver to go.
「...」
The second bird’s nest processing factory Sienna Johnson visited today was much smaller than Boss Thompson’s. Sienna chose to visit this particular factory because it was being sold due to poor management.
If it was suitable, Sienna Johnson planned to acquire this bird’s nest processing factory.
After all, acquiring an established bird’s nest processing factory would be much less costly than starting one from scratch.
The car stopped at the factory entrance, where a "For Sale" sign hung. Sienna Johnson’s heart leaped with joy; I might have stumbled upon a real bargain!
Accompanied by Brett Jacobs and Tatu, Sienna Johnson entered.
The factory seemed somewhat desolate, its production line completely shut down. An old man was cleaning. Seeing Sienna Johnson, he asked in the Amwan language,
"Are you here to buy the factory?"
"We have that intention, but we’d like to tour it before deciding. Sir, is your boss in? We’d like to meet him."
"Our boss is in the office. I’ll take you to him."
"Thank you."
Adrian Desmond had instructed Brett Jacobs and Tatu to stay by Sienna Johnson’s side. The two men remained silent but highly vigilant, terrified that something might happen to Sienna.
If anything happened to Sienna Johnson, their lives would be forfeit.
Sienna Johnson followed the old man to the factory boss’s office. The office building was of a typical Amwan architectural style. Perhaps because this region experienced a rainy season, the roofs were all pointed and sloped, a design that prevented rainwater from accumulating.
The old man called out, "Young Master, someone is here to buy the factory." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
The piano music from inside abruptly stopped, followed by a pleasant male voice, "Let them in."
Sienna Johnson thanked the old man and went inside. The door was open, and she had Brett Jacobs and Tatu wait at the entrance.
Brett Jacobs and Tatu glanced inside. The room’s interior was clearly visible, and the door was still open. If there were any sign of danger, they could rush in immediately, so they respected Sienna Johnson’s wishes.
"Hello, my name is Sienna Johnson. We spoke on the phone about my visiting the factory today," Sienna introduced herself.
The man at the piano slowly turned around. When Sienna Johnson saw his face, her eyes flashed with admiration. Wow, this man is incredibly handsome!
"Hello, my name is... Javier... Jervois!" The man stood up, smiling at Sienna Johnson.
The man was tall and slender. His smiling eyes were hidden behind glasses. With his well-defined eyes, straight nose, and exceptionally handsome features, his expensive, custom-made black suit, paired with a deep purple shirt, made him resemble a double-petaled purple datura flower, blooming in darkness yet radiant in its glory.
"Hello, Boss Jervois."
This man’s aura is somewhat similar to Adrian Desmond’s. He doesn’t seem like someone who would run an ordinary business like bird’s nest processing.
"This factory belonged to my father. I’ve never really been the boss here. Please, just call me Javier."
Sienna Johnson smiled but didn’t call him Javier. They weren’t familiar with each other, and it was their first meeting; calling him by his first name directly wouldn’t be appropriate.
"I saw the ’FOR SALE’ sign outside. Are you planning to sell the factory?"
"Yes. As you can see, I’m not cut out for business. Besides, I have no interest in it. My dream profession is to be a doctor. I’m graduating from medical school this year, and I’ve already found a hospital to work at. I plan to start working at the hospital as soon as I graduate. As for this factory? I intend to sell it to the right person. At least that’s better than letting it go under in my hands."
"Do you like tea?"
There was a tea set in the office, and tea was still simmering on a small red stove. It looked like the man had just been brewing tea.
Playing the piano and brewing tea with such leisure while his factory was on the verge of bankruptcy... I don’t know whether I should admire him or consider him utterly carefree and insensitive.
