Salute To The General

Chapter 537 Directive From Above

Jaxon took the phone. "Hello?"

With a calm but authoritative voice, Horace said, "Jaxon, the forestry department in your hometown,

Alberesque, has an opening. Hand over your current work to your successor, then go home and keep

watch over the precious forests."

Jaxon's face turned sheet-white. "Mr.

Swayze..."

Horace interrupted him, "This is also a directive from above!"

With that, he hung up the call.

Jaxon could feel all the energy leaving his body. He fell to the ground with a look of defeat on his face.

He knew that this time he was thoroughly finished.

Nathan looked at him coldly. "Now, do you still think my punishment is overboard? I'm a people-pleaser.

If there's anything you're unhappy about, I'll do my best to satisfy you."

Jaxon had lost all will to argue. "No, there's nothing I'm unhappy about. We shall follow your

instructions. The Schulz family will stay completely off the radar from now on."

In one short day, the twenty thousand men that made up the Schulz army were all sent to the North for

rehabilitation through labor.

And the infamous Schulz family that had originally monopolized all trades and businesses in the South

sold off all their assets and closed their doors.

However, because Nathan Cross had ordered for the incident to be kept secret, people in the South

were confused with the Schulzs' odd behavior.

Rumor had it that Jaxon's problematic lifestyle had incurred the wrath of his higher-ups, so the Schulzs

had to clean up their act, lest the whole family became subjects of investigation.

But whatever the reason was, the fact that the Schulz family had completely disappeared from the

South remained.

This also meant that suddenly, there was a huge chunk of juicy steak that was left unclaimed.

Given this development, wolves from all corners of the nation glued their eyes on that steak, itching to

get a piece of it.

Meanwhile, a few forces that had been consistently suppressed by the Schulz family started peeking

their heads out.

These forces included the Miltons, the Zedds, and the Warners. The three families then banded

together to establish an association called the Southern Commerce Association.

The Southern Commerce Association even absorbed a few underground forces, who then became

their weapons of sorts.

As for the goal of establishing the said commerce association? Well, that's very simple.

It was just so they could keep the juicy piece of steak that was the South to themselves, and not allow

outsiders to come in and devour it.

At the present moment, the president of the commerce association, Fred Milton, was speaking to his

two co-vice presidents, Reginald Warner and Harrison Zedd.

Fred was quite infuriated. "I intended to invite the Cross Group into our association, but Nathan Cross

and his wife outright refused my invitation!"

"But it's their loss if they reject us. Why are you so bothered, Fred?" asked Reginald.

Harrison grinned. "Reggie, Cross Group has been expanding non-stop recently. Especially that liver

cancer vaccine of theirs—it's been raking in the dough for them."

Reginald's eyes lit up with greed. "Then we have to make him join us!”

"Raking in money but not wanting to lift a finger? Who do they think they are?"

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"They will join us whether they were willing or not. If they don't, then they can't blame us for resorting to

more unsavory methods."

Reginald and Harrison both became very excited and pestered Fred to tell them his plan.

"I plan on bringing Black Panther and a few others to pay Nathan and Penny a visit. If they don't play

along, they can forget about leaving Alberesque alive."