From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 334

Anthea shook her head slightly, "It's pretty much okay."

"That's a relief."

Helena was stunned. She thought Nanson was being a bit silly. Anthea was just a kid; what did she know? It was like the blind leading the blind!

Their meeting with TOAEON Corporation was scheduled for 3 p.m., so Nanson, along with Anthea and Helena, started their journey at 2 p.m.

TOAEON was an international firm that had been rooted in Luxphinia for many years. Previously, TOAEON had partnered with another international courier service, but due to a slew of bad press recently tarnishing their image, they were on the lookout for a new partner.

Upon their arrival, Nanson's group discovered they weren't the only ones eyeing the partnership—over twenty companies were in attendance, including two publicly traded courier firms.

Nanson felt as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped on him. His earlier confidence evaporated at the sight. Even publicly traded companies were in the mix; what chance did his small firm stand?

Disappointment filled Helena's eyes. "Let's just go back," Nanson said, crestfallen.

"Why leave?" Anthea raised an eyebrow slightly.

Nanson's gaze swept over the crowd, "We're no match for these competitors."

"Not trying at all ensures we're no match. Uncle, fleeing isn't your style!" Anthea countered.

Helena stepped in, "Ms. Yeager, you might not understand, but these courier companies are leagues ahead of us in size. Ever heard of SwiftSend? They went public last year! We stand no chance against them."

Anthea smiled faintly, "Being bigger or more well-known doesn't necessarily mean they're better at what they do. Every big conglomerate started as a small company. How can you be so sure we'll lose without even trying? If we don't believe in ourselves, then we've already lost."

Helena thought Anthea was being naive. Talking a good game without understanding the reality. What chance did a small arm stand against a thigh? It was just a waste of time to continue.

Nanson looked up at Anthea, "Annie, what do you suggest?"