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Chapter 2308 The Final Negotiation

After hearing his subordinates’ analysis and suggestions, the president decided to stop going against Danrique and

minimize his losses. Immediately, he brought his men and went to the Lindberg residence to negotiate with

Danrique.

Danrique had just reapplied his medication and was wearing his clothes when his subordinate rushed in. “Mr.

Lindberg, the president is here!”

Danrique was not at all surprised as if everything was within his expectations. He did not show any reaction and

slowly buttoned his shirt.

Sean walked toward the window and glanced outside. “One car. He only brought three men. I guess he’s quite

sincere.”

Logically, the president would fear death when meeting his arch-enemy, so he should have brought a lot of men.

However, he didn’t do that as he knew it would be a sign of provocation.

Only by coming alone to call for reconciliation would he seem sincere. Danrique made no reply and sat down again

to drink his medicine after wearing his clothes.

“Mr. Lindberg, you haven’t eaten yet. You shouldn’t eat your medicine on an empty stomach. Eat the medicine after

having something to eat,” Norah hurriedly said.

“Oh, right.” Danrique put down his medicine. “Prepare lunch, then.” “Okay, I’ll go now.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

As it was rare for Danrique to have an appetite, Norah was exuberant when she heard his words and quickly

dashed downstairs, ordering the servants in the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Danrique sat on the sofa, sipping coffee. Sean, standing aside, asked softly, “The president’s car is at the door.

Should I go and welcome him?”

Danrique should have been the one to welcome the president out of respect, but as he was still angry, he couldn’t

possibly face the president with a pleasant attitude.

However, since they needed to negotiate, he couldn’t just ignore the president.

Danrique replied, “Go.”

“Yes, Sir.” Sean hurriedly prepared to go to welcome the president when Danrique suddenly added, “Wear a

jacket.”

“Huh?” Sean asked, pausing for a moment, but he quickly understood Danrique’s words. Mr. Lindberg is going to

keep the president waiting. I guess he will only meet the president after he finishes lunch, so I probably have to wait

with the president outside for one or two hours.

“Thank you, Mr. Lindberg,” Sean replied with a wry smile before hurrying out.

However, he didn’t wear a jacket as it would seem that he had already known Danrique would be giving the

president a hard time, which would make matters worse.

He decided not to wear one and would stay in the cold with the president. The latter would feel better about it, and

the negotiation might go smoother.

Indeed, Danrique spent two hours eating his lunch.

Snow fell heavily outside, and although the president had been waiting inside the warmth of his car, he still shivered

from the cold.

Sean fared worse as he stood outside, waiting by the door without a jacket. Although he had the tenacity of a

soldier and looked fine, his face was starting to lose its color.

Two hours later, Mylo came out to inform them that Danrique was inviting them in.

By then, Sean’s legs were already stiff, and gritting his teeth, he punched them to regain feeling in his legs before

walking forward with a smile to welcome the president.

The president was purple with rage, but the instant the car door opened, he plastered a pleasant look on his face

and even patted Sean’s face concernedly after getting out of the car.

As they entered the house, a surge of warmth flowed through their bodies.

Danrique’s subordinates and maids greeted the president. Then, Sean led the president and his men to the study

room.

Danrique wore a white shirt and was sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee elegantly. Although he still had a standoffish

air about him, he smiled when he raised his head to gaze at the president. “Mr. President, good evening!”

The president had arrived a little after three in the afternoon, but it was already evening then.

“Good evening, Danrique.”

The president sounded as amicable as before. It was as if they had never gotten into a dispute, and everything was

just like how it was back then.

Smiling, Danrique gestured for him to sit, and the latter sat down on the sofa opposite.

Norah served them some desserts before leaving. Only Danrique, the president, and their trusted aides remained in

the room.