Sean was currently on the sixth floor, which was nearly 20 meters above the ground.
He could see all the reporters, investors, and onlookers down there.
There were a lot of people down there.
However, the room was quiet.
The noise outside was blocked by the double French windows.
Sean looked down on like a god who controlled all beings.
"Commander, Jon's out."
Zander stood behind Sean and looked across at the Zimmer Corporation building before reporting to Sean.
"Yeah."
Sean nodded slightly before taking the binoculars and looking down.
Sure enough, dressed in a suit and tie, Jon walked out of the building with a steady gait.
He exuded confidence.
Looking at the smile on Jon's face, Sean smiled too.
"Smile.
"I want to see how long you can smile."
Sean put down the binoculars and muttered to himself.
Jon thought the stock price crash was the end.
Instead, Sean's plan was just getting started.
"Commander, I've arranged everything you asked me to arrange.
"What's next?"
Zander asks softly, looking at Sean.
Zander did not know much about business.
He could lead an army into battle, but he was not good at dealing with old foxes like Jon.
He could not even read the ups and downs of the stock market.
Therefore, he did not understand many of Sean's arrangements.
"Next...
"We only have to watch the show."
Sean slowly reached out and opened the window in front of him.
The noise from outside came in at once.
"Watch the show?"
Zander paused and scratched his head.
"Commander, I still can't figure out why you're so good at business.
"Have you ever been exposed to these things before?"
Zander asked after looking at the tablet in his hand.
Zander knew something about Sean's experience.
As a teenager, he was adopted by his father Colin and taken to the Northwest Army.
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