"Joon Hee senior, do you know him?"
But those reporters didn’t dare to contradict this industry veteran, and asked in a consultative tone.
"I won’t reveal his identity, I’ll just say a na, and you can guess yourselves.
His na is Clayville Kirk Morgan."
"Morgan?"
"The Morgan Clan?!"
Upon hearing the last na, the many reporters couldn’t help but exclaim in amazent.
As a superfamily that has stood for nearly three centuries in the financial world, although the Morgan Clan may not be well-known to the general public, at a certain level, the fa of the Morgan Clan is as thunderous as it gets!
This is true capital!
The success of the Morgan Clan is a reflection of Wall Street’s success. The "Morgan-style business managent system" created by the Morgan Clan still rules and influences everything on Wall Street to this day. This business philosophy and strategy run through the entire process of capitalism’s growth from childhood to maturity. In the process of the Morgan Clan’s arduous endeavors and continuous creation of economic miracles, "it is not laws that propel history forward, but money, only money!"
"This particular individual is the designated heir of the Morgan Clan, I really didn’t expect it. While it doesn’t surprise that the Morgan Clan holds sway within the Samsung Group, I truly didn’t expect that a Supre Board eting could bring the heir of the Morgan Clan to personally attend. It seems there’s going to be so big news coming from Samsung Group this ti."
The older reporter nad Joon Hee couldn’t help but sigh, yet the shutter of the cara in his hand did not stop, capturing Clayville Kirk Morgan from various angles.
Nearly a hundred reporters around also dared not blink, fearing they might miss a critical mont.
Clayville Kirk Morgan’s arrival shocked not only the reporters but even Lee Kun-hee was taken aback when he received the news. In the several decades since Samsung Group’s founding, the Supre Board etings had been held dozens of tis, and the representatives of major shareholders would casually send soone to make an appearance. When have they ever had an heir of a financial conglorate personally attend like today?
Imdiately, Lee Kun-hee brought his eldest son, Lee Jae-yong, to appear at the entrance of the Samsung headquarters building to welco him.
"Mr. Clayville Kirk Morgan, welco to Goryeo!"
This was also Lee Kun-hee’s first ti eting Clayville Kirk Morgan, but it didn’t prevent Lee Kun-hee from being enthusiastic toward him.
Beside him, Lee Jae-yong looked at the young white man in front of him, unable to keep his gaze from falling a few degrees.
Though they were both heirs of financial conglorates, he, Lee Jae-yong, couldn’t compare to Clayville Kirk Morgan at all. The assets of the Morgan Clan, although unclear, even conservative estimates suggest it amounts to hundreds of billions of USD, and this is just a surface speculation. After all, the market value of just J.P. Morgan alone reaches 400 billion USD.
A capital conglorate that has been passed down for nearly three centuries has capital hidden in the shadows that is simply imasurable.
Upon hearing Lee Kun-hee’s greeting, Clayville Kirk Morgan also extended his right hand with a smile, saying, "Hello, Mr. Lee Kun-hee, my family elders asked to convey their greetings to you."
In an elegant and composed tone, with eyes gleaming with an indeterminate aning.
"Please convey my regards to Mr. Piers Morgan."
"Of course."
From beginning to end, Clayville Kirk Morgan never once focused his gaze on Lee Jae-yong, not even when facing Lee Kun-hee, he remained extrely composed.
"Mr. Kirk, shall we enter the company first?"
Seeing the constant flashing lights, Lee Kun-hee suggested.
But what Lee Kun-hee did not expect was that Clayville Kirk Morgan unapologetically declined him.
"No, no, no, I’m here just to follow my father’s will to et soone, and since this person hasn’t appeared, how could I be so rude as to forsake the wait?"
Upon hearing Clayville Kirk Morgan’s words, the image of Gu Bai imdiately flashed in Lee Kun-hee’s mind.
There was only one person who could be treated this way by the Morgan Clan, and that was Gu Bai!
Thinking of this, Lee Kun-hee grew worried about the plans arranged for today. He slowly turned his head and communicated with his eldest son Lee Jae-yong in Korean: "Jae Yong, it seems things are not ant to be, let it go. As your father, although I really want you to inherit my will, there’s no other way, since Mr. Gu Bai has chosen Joon Hee, let’s give it up. Angering Mr. Gu Bai offers us no benefits."
Upon hearing his father’s words, Lee Jae-yong couldn’t help but tremble inside.
The dissatisfaction on his face was almost overflowing, but he could only obediently nod.
Lee Kun-hee patted his shoulder and sighed softly.
"You’re still young, there will be plenty of opportunities to wield power in the future. Joon Hee’s abilities are not as great as yours. As long as you remain steadfast, Mr. Weixiao will eventually see your efforts."
Clayville Kirk Morgan, anwhile, chatted with his entourage, awaiting with a smile on his face.
As for the conversation between Lee Kun-hee and Lee Jae-yong father and son, he neither understood nor was interested in understanding.
In his eyes, Lee Kun-hee and Lee Jae-yong were rely individuals qualified to converse with him, not ones with whom he could engage on equal terms.
In the next 20 minutes or so, the number of vehicles gradually increased.
However, the arrival of another heavyweight figure left the hundred reporters astounded once more.
Even Clayville Kirk Morgan, upon seeing the young man stepping out of the car, couldn’t help but smile, saying, "I knew this guy would show up too."
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