BRIGHTWELL
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Mindy's phone beeped, an inside line. She checked the extension as she picked up.
"Good morning Mister Thomas," she said warmly.
"Bring us coffee. Black for me, cream and sugar for Mister Smith."
"I'll be right there, Mister Thomas," she said, and hung up. She got te hcoffee, and went to the big office in the back, where the CEO and founder was in a meeting with an important client.
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Marcus Fulton Thomas sat back in his chair and looked around his trophy filled office. Success never comes easy,you got to work at it. Was his moto. He lit one of his cigars and puffed out a cloud of smoke. Across from his desk sat Britsh Bob. Britsh Bob sat in a high back winged chair also smoking one of Mister Thomas's cigars.
"Bob, I think you and I can do business together!" Marcus states. British Bob smiles back at him, a crooked kind of a smile.
"Really Marcus, you an me?What kind of business would that be? Our companies have nothing in common!"
Marcus sat forward and took the cigar out of his mouth and layed it on the asktray on his desk. He looked over his glasses at Britsh Bob. "Lumber"
Britsh chuckled " Oh North Wood Lumber, Yes I see where that might interest you." Britsh replied. "Well I'm not sure NWL is on the table at this time, you see Marcus I have big plans for NWL, big plans!"
Marcus sits back in his chair and returns British's smile and picks up his cigar between his fingers and takes a puff. "Listen Britsh, I know all about your plans for NWL. I knew when Harry Paterson sold you NWL, what two years ago. You see He came to me first, but it was too small an operation. It could not meet my needs. Now it is ready to be plucked."
British Bob leaned forward in his chair and looked at Marcus. "I'm not interested in selling North Wood Lumber, I put too much money into that company!"
Murcus took another puff of his cigar. "Then I'll close down Browns Brothers Steel, I 've 35% of the stock. I'll dump it and wipe you out, I know you own 28% of it. I'll just tell Larry and Bill Browns I've lost confidence in the company with you running the management company."
Britsh Bob stood up just as Mindy is bringing in the coffee cart.
"AH, Mindy great timing, I was just telling Mr. Smith here that I am sending you to Britsh Columbia for a walk in the woods and look at some trees for me. Would you like that?"
"Yes Mister Thomas!" she replied.
"Good morning Mister Thomas," she said warmly.
"Bring us coffee. Black for me, cream and sugar for Mister Smith."
"I'll be right there, Mister Thomas," she said, and hung up. She got te hcoffee, and went to the big office in the back, where the CEO and founder was in a meeting with an important client.
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Marcus Fulton Thomas sat back in his chair and looked around his trophy filled office. Success never comes easy,you got to work at it. Was his moto. He lit one of his cigars and puffed out a cloud of smoke. Across from his desk sat Britsh Bob. Britsh Bob sat in a high back winged chair also smoking one of Mister Thomas's cigars.
"Bob, I think you and I can do business together!" Marcus states. British Bob smiles back at him, a crooked kind of a smile.
"Really Marcus, you an me?What kind of business would that be? Our companies have nothing in common!"
Marcus sat forward and took the cigar out of his mouth and layed it on the asktray on his desk. He looked over his glasses at Britsh Bob. "Lumber"
Britsh chuckled " Oh North Wood Lumber, Yes I see where that might interest you." Britsh replied. "Well I'm not sure NWL is on the table at this time, you see Marcus I have big plans for NWL, big plans!"
Marcus sits back in his chair and returns British's smile and picks up his cigar between his fingers and takes a puff. "Listen Britsh, I know all about your plans for NWL. I knew when Harry Paterson sold you NWL, what two years ago. You see He came to me first, but it was too small an operation. It could not meet my needs. Now it is ready to be plucked."
British Bob leaned forward in his chair and looked at Marcus. "I'm not interested in selling North Wood Lumber, I put too much money into that company!"
Murcus took another puff of his cigar. "Then I'll close down Browns Brothers Steel, I 've 35% of the stock. I'll dump it and wipe you out, I know you own 28% of it. I'll just tell Larry and Bill Browns I've lost confidence in the company with you running the management company."
Britsh Bob stood up just as Mindy is bringing in the coffee cart.
"AH, Mindy great timing, I was just telling Mr. Smith here that I am sending you to Britsh Columbia for a walk in the woods and look at some trees for me. Would you like that?"
"Yes Mister Thomas!" she replied.