Speaking ill of others behind their backs, only to be overheard by the person concerned, inevitably leads to extreme awkwardness.
At this moment, the scene in the small banquet hall was filled with awkwardness.
However, the dozen or so people present were not ordinary individuals. Well, to be precise, those who possessed such wealth were all very thick-skinned.
"Hahaha~"
Juan chuckled awkwardly, "Mr. Page, no one said you were putting on airs, and no one said you disrespected others."
Danish businessman Demata echoed, "Exactly, exactly. Well, no matter what, we thank Mr. Page for inviting us to dinner tonight."
The exit had been provided, and they just waited for Kyle to take it.
Everyone present was a person of standing; generally, simply maintaining appearances would suffice.
But... Kyle specifically refused to take that exit!
"Mr. Juan, do you take me, Kyle Page, for Baron Torbett? I'm not so old that I'm deaf and blind. I heard it clearly; it was you who said it, wasn't it?" Kyle looked at Juan.
Juan: "..."
What the hell, is it that serious? I just ran my mouth for a moment.
Baron Torbett: "..."
Was I caught in the crossfire?
Kyle continued, "Hmm, and you, Mr. Demata! You're really good at flattering people... Oh? You don't understand what 'flattering people' means? That's fine, I'll use another word. Lackey, do you think that's appropriate?"
Lackey?
What the hell, who are you cursing?!
Demata immediately became enraged, "Mr. Page, you are too rude!"
"Heh heh!"
Kyle sneered, "You're such a hypocrite. Is it not rude for you to curse and criticize me behind my back? The fact that I haven't beaten you up in person is already me giving you face, don't be ungrateful!"
"You!" Demata was furious.
"Mr. Page, please calm down. Let's talk about why you invited us. No one believes it's simply for dinner."
The second young lady of the Kesinde Family, Belika Kessing, swayed gracefully towards Kyle.
"Calm down?"
Kyle looked down at her, disdainfully saying, "What's wrong with me saying a few words? Don't think that just because you're a woman, I won't scold you."
"You... rude!" Belika Kessing's expression changed dramatically.
Kyle truly couldn't stand Belika Kessing.
Despite her good looks and prominent family background, this woman was an absolute libertine. In her early 20s, her private life was a complete mess, and it was said that the number of boyfriends she had dated could fill a platoon.
The most crucial thing was that this woman, despite being a libertine, often feigned purity!
Kyle felt like throwing up!
"Alright, Kyle. Business first!" Baron Torbett interjected.
Immediately, the others present also gave face, urging Kyle to calm down... and the banquet began.
Everyone present, except for Juan, Demata, Belika, and Baron Torbett, showered Kyle with praise.
"Thank you, Mr. Page, for leading us all to prosperity!"
"Yes, thanks to Mr. Page, every one of us here has earned more money than in previous years!"
"That's right."
"my big fat greek wedding, 300, and the blair witch project have truly been extremely popular in various European countries and regions. This time, Finding Nemo has exploded in the entire U.S. film market, and it will surely sell exceptionally well in the European market too."
"As I said before, thank you, Mr. Page, for leading us all to prosperity!"
Everyone praised him profusely.
Kyle narrowed his eyes, put down his dinner knife, and smiled, "Since that's the case, then why are you embezzling the box office share that Page Pictures is owed?"
Embezzling box office shares?
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became heavy.
Everyone present had guessed that the banquet was not a friendly one, but no one expected Kyle to be so... direct.
"Heh heh, Mr. Page, you're joking, just joking!" one person immediately tried to gloss over it.
Kyle said calmly, "Joking? I, Kyle, can drive cars, open beer, and start companies, but I don't joke. Mr. Penlietov, you embezzled 890,000 U.S. dollars of my company's box office share in the Austrian film market, and you say it's a joke?"
Penlietov's face was extremely grim: "..."
The others present also felt embarrassed.
Everyone here is a person of standing, is it really good to be so... direct?
"Kyle, you need evidence when you speak," Williams Juan frowned.
Kyle smiled, "You're right, but if I didn't have evidence, do you think I would speak?"
Clap, clap, clap~
Kyle clapped his hands, and the banquet hall doors were pushed open again.
chief assistant Alexander entered, leading 5 men dressed like elites!
"Boss," Alexander said respectfully.
"Mr. Page~" The other 5 people were also very respectful.
"Read it. Read it loudly for them to hear." Kyle scanned the room with a smile.
Williams Juan (Spain), since 1999, embezzled 250,000 U.S. dollars from the box office share of my big fat greek wedding, 370,000 U.S. dollars from 300, and 620,000 U.S. dollars from the blair witch project, totaling 1.24 million U.S. dollars;
The box office shares arbitrarily withheld and delayed amounted to 8.53 million U.S. dollars;
"This refers to you, Mr. Juan," Kyle looked at him.
After a few seconds of panic, Juan immediately composed himself and said, "One-sided claims are not to be trusted."
"Oh, really?"
Kyle glanced at Alexander, who immediately understood and took out a stack of documents from a briefcase of one of the men beside him, handing them to Williams Juan.
Juan's eyes were extremely cold at this moment.
Twenty-odd seconds later... "Slander!"
"This is all fake!"
"I, Juan, am an upright person and will never be threatened by these false, so-called pieces of evidence."
Williams Juan laughed in anger; his previously calm demeanor was completely gone at this moment.
Kyle spread his hands, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I have already entrusted a local Spanish lawyer to submit a lawsuit to the local court in Madrid. We'll see each other in court."
"Good, good, good... very well! Then we'll see each other in court."
After saying this, Williams Juan pushed away the chair beneath him and stormed out, slamming the door in a fit of rage.
At this moment, the entire atmosphere was so heavy it felt like water could drip from it.
Cursing?
That was just child's play.
Kyle was determined to sever ties today!
Repeated compromises and concessions, Kyle sacrificed 50 million U.S. dollars, only to be met by these greedy Vampires, sucking blood again and again, becoming more and more insatiable.
Tolerance?
Whoever could continue to tolerate it was a complete scoundrel!
"Penlietov (Austria), since 1999, embezzled..."
"Belika Kessing, since..."
Alexander read out name after name, each one making many people's faces extremely grim.
Several people whose names were called out left in anger on the spot.
Not leave? Were they waiting to be cursed at to their faces?
Did they have no shame?!
The second young lady of the Kesinde Family, Belika, gritted her teeth and said to Kyle as she left, "Bullying a woman, what kind of skill is that?"
"Woman?"
Kyle sneered
Belika left in a rage.
She, the dignified second young lady of the Kesinde Family, with billions in assets and stunning beauty, who would dare to treat her like that in the past?
"Bastard~!"
Not long after.
Out of the 13 invited guests, only 1 remained.
—Baron Torbett!
"Young and promising, young and impetuous. But aren't you afraid that Finding Nemo's overseas box office will collapse, aren't you afraid that the overseas distribution channels you painstakingly built over several years will crumble?" Baron Torbett said mockingly.
Kyle narrowed his eyes once again.
You old fox!