Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 312 - 157 The Second Family Banquet_3

Chapter 312: Chapter 157 The Second Family Banquet_3

Wayne was at a loss for words, Old Login had seen right through him, a simple stratagem had backed him into a corner.

No, it was like he’d had a cheat sheet while looking in the mirror.

"Wayne, remember this," Old Login said, "don’t lay all your cards on the table. Credit is expendable, whether it’s business or personal, always leave yourself an out."

Austin chuckled, "I didn’t expect you to land this deal. The Lando Family’s influence in Frank is limited, and our partners aren’t exactly competitive in pricing. I sent you to learn, including how to handle failure."

"Isn’t that a huge loss?"

"That’s all the wisdom there is in the world of business. If you pay enough tuition and do it diligently, you will learn all there is to know." Austin glanced at Wayne, "Our family isn’t short on cash, go ahead and splurge."

In that moment, Austin was radiant!

Wayne felt suffocated by the other’s display of financial power, but being suppressed didn’t suit his nature, so he decided to do something to turn the situation around.

At the very least, he had to drag his smug father-in-law down from his high horse.

Wayne took a deep breath, "I understand. I will accomplish the task, aim to lose but fight to win, and try to secure more benefits for the family."

"Good to hear. I’ll send a professional team to accompany you; they will provide you with statutes and plans," Austin said, nodding in satisfaction. He’s much like me, but youth is truly youth; he still needs some polishing.

"Austin, I’ve carefully chosen a gift for the family dinner; the briefcase is in the car, you’re definitely going to like it," Wayne said gravely.

"No need. You don’t owe me anything. As I’ve said before, I wouldn’t have chosen you if there had been any other option," Austin said dismissively, continuing to toy with the Ancient Silver Coin.

He had seen all sorts of things, the idea of trying to please him, ha, dream on.

"It’s the latest model of stockings!"

"..."

Austin’s hand holding the Ancient Silver Coin stiffened momentarily, silence is golden.

"Austin, do you want them? If not, I’ll take them back."

"Uh, well, bring them over. After all, it’s Slyphy Company’s new model. I think it’s necessary for me to oversee it to prevent her from losing money," Austin said, not blushing or out of breath. He loved his wife, and that was all.

No other implication!

"Megan, there are stockings in my car, Austin said he wanted..."

"Cough cough cough!"

Austin coughed violently and glared at Wayne fiercely. Damn societal trash, no elegance whatsoever, how was he ever going to do great things.

He snorted coldly and, turning to the door, said, "Megan, there’s a briefcase in the young master’s car, bring it in. It’s very important, let’s not make a fuss about it."

Megan: (눈_눈)

She had heard everything, there was no need for secrecy over stockings.

...

The scene shifts, and it’s ten minutes later.

Megan, glancing at the assortment of items while wearing white gloves, set down the briefcase emotionlessly, and thoughtfully erected a soundproof barrier as she closed the door.

Austin, now gloved, stood before the briefcase, rubbing his hands eagerly, and turned sharply to the laughter behind him.

There stood Wayne, utterly serious.

Damn societal trash!

Damn concrete barrel!

Intentionally making him look foolish, this wasn’t over today!

Click!

Wayne opened the briefcase, and as he pushed the lid open, Austin could almost see the light shooting up to the heavens.

"What is this?"

"These are the final products of the garter stockings from the previous design; I made them myself. Don’t worry, no one has worn them."

With his gloves on, Wayne took out the thigh-high stockings and handed them to Austin, then picked up the garter belt to explain how to wear it.

It was somewhat redundant, Austin was such a classy person he certainly didn’t need instruction, but it was part of the essential process. As the designer, speaking personally made the product even more appealing.

The two of them, one explaining and the other listening, looked as serious as if guarding justice itself.

Megan: (눈_눈)

This was justice’s darkest hour.

"You jerk, you brought these as a gift? I can’t even use them! Also, that’s low, really low!"

"Just tell me if you want them or not."

"Well, considering your intentions, I can’t refuse your first gift. Remember this, today is an exception. Don’t bring such things next time, it dirties the eyes!"

"Rest assured, I absolutely will not."

"Hey, these designs are..."

"Oh, just some lingerie designs I made. They’re too avant-garde, definitely unsellable, consider them failed drafts, I’ll burn them when I get back."

"Hold off on burning them. You may have a misunderstanding of the market. Let me critique how avant-garde they really are."

Austin grabbed the drafts, and the first design made his head spin: "What do these few lines mean, are all your drawings this abstract?"

"This is called a thong, a type of women’s underwear..."

Wayne spoke in an undertone, "Strictly speaking, this garment is designed for men at the moment, but I made some minor tweaks."

Austin’s eyes lit up, pressing further, "You’re a genius, tell me, how did you modify it?"

"Imagine it, if this underwear is paired with garter stockings, how could gentlemen stand it?"

"Ssssssss———"

Austin imagined it, then stuffed all the drafts into his office drawer: "Wayne, that’s enough for today. Have all the samples ready as soon as possible and bring them to me by the end of the month for review."

"Is that possible?"

"Don’t underestimate me. I’ve survived till now by not being afraid to die!"

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