Capturing the Millionaire’s Heart on Divorce Day

Chapter 0208

"Got a bit of insider news for you."

At precisely ten-thirty on Wednesday morning, Michael sauntered into President Grant's office.

Ethan, buried in the day's tasks, didn't look up. "Go ahead."

"Air China's General Manager is stepping down soon. Qin is retiring," Michael settled into a chair.

Ethan was aware of this.

But what did Air China's affairs have to do with him?

Though competitors, there had been no direct conflicts between Air China and Mukino International. Boundaries were naturally respected; both parties were busy with their endeavors, causing no disturbances, living in harmony.

Michael continued, "Do you know who’s taking over? It’s not the deputy manager."

Only then did Ethan look up, peering over his anti-blue light glasses at Michael.

After a moment, he ventured, "Nepotism?"

Michael snapped his fingers, "Smart. His son."

"He’s no backdoor hire; it’s all legit. His son's returning from abroad, about your age, previously with Increate. Rumor has it, and mind you, it’s just a rumor, that he's one of Increate’s five major shareholders. Young and successful, quite the powerhouse." Michael spoke earnestly.

Hearing 'Increate,' Ethan paused momentarily before resuming his work.

Michael rambled on, "Increate's a behemoth in North American civil aviation, dominating nearly all private airlines. Their Air China is but a minor player in their presence. One of the five major shareholders, that's seriously elite, the cream of the crop."

"I pray his focus doesn’t shift to Mukino International once he’s in charge; he’d definitely be a thorn in your side, especially since you’re eyeing expansion into North America. If he decides to obstruct, that's big trouble."

Michael, a lawyer by trade, habitually planned for all eventualities.

Another thing — Michael's intuition was uncannily accurate.

Ethan set his work aside, leaning back in his chair, taking a sip of water.

"If you were him, what would your first move be after taking control of Air China?" Ethan inquired.

"Generate buzz," Michael analyzed. "Currently, Mukino’s momentum has overshadowed Air China, all thanks to Madison. He’d surely want to establish Air China as the top dog first. After that..."

Michael paused, then added, "I think he’ll try to poach Madison and Old Song. They’re the faces propelling Mukino towards international status. Who wouldn't want that? You’d want them too, right?"

Ethan remained silent, contemplating.

After a while, he said, "If I were him, I wouldn't rush to act."

Simultaneously...

At Air China's headquarters.

One week before the new manager's tenure — today, to be precise.

Qin Hualin visited his father's office, where Mr. Qin briefed him on Air China's current state and highlighted Mukino Airlines.

"How do you plan to proceed? I can set things in motion before I leave," Mr. Qin offered.

Qin Hualin flipped through Mukino Airlines' profile.

After a moment, he stated, "Hold off for now."

Mr. Qin was puzzled, "Stand down? Mukino Airlines is currently overshadowing Air China. The general administration made a point of discussing this, hinting at the urgency to suppress Mukino’s surge."

Qin Hualin shook his head, "It’s not that simple. Mukino has been laying low for years, and every recent move has been calculated to build their momentum. Suppression is easier said than done. What’s keeping them afloat are those two pilots with S-class licenses. They're the key."

"The likelihood of poaching them is slim," Mr. Qin noted. "One is the girlfriend of Mukino’s Chairman, and the other is ex-military with a close rapport."

"Then we won't poach," Qin Hualin closed the dossier, unfazed, "Devaluing them is also a tactic."

Devalue?

At this juncture, no one could afford hasty actions.

Qin Hualin was yet to understand Ethan's temperament.

In the game of business, patience is the supreme test.

Whoever acts first, in haste, often reveals vulnerabilities, giving their opponents an opening.

That evening...

William also highlighted the impending managerial change at Air China to Ethan.

Ethan instructed, "Steer clear of anything Air China-related for now, especially at the technical exchange. Warn everyone to avoid stirring trouble. Stand back and watch."

"Understood."

Meanwhile...

Before Qin Hualin's departure, he cautioned his soon-to-be secretary, "Don’t let anyone meddle privately, especially with Mukino Airlines for now."

The secretary, anticipating the future boss's style, acknowledged carefully, "Understood."

The women, naturally, heard some rumors as well.

"Air China’s about to get a new General Manager." Amelia mentioned offhandedly.

The trio was heading home, with Madison not driving, but Jessica was.

"Do we know who it is?" Madison inquired.

Amelia shook her head. "Not sure, just what I heard from a fellow flight attendant. Why do you ask?"

Madison sensed something was amiss.

The timing of the exchange and the news of a new manager felt too coincidental.

These were two companies not yet openly hostile, so why the need for a friendly exchange?

Madison theorized if she were in Air China's shoes, Mukino would be a significant concern; a friendly exchange would be the last thing on her mind.

Something was off.

"Has anyone been probing you for information?" Madison asked Amelia. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Amelia thought for a moment, "Just about you and President Grant. I didn't say a word."

Jessica, driving, chimed in, "Some asked me about Mukino's salary and gossip."

Amelia looked up, "Did you divulge anything?"

"Do I look like an idiot? That's my brother’s company; why would I spill any scandals, let alone salary details?"

"Good."

Madison mused, "Avoid talking too much with Air China's people. Just get through these few days without any conflicts."

Amelia quickly connected the dots, "You're afraid they’ll cause trouble and smear us, to suppress Mukino’s recent spotlight?"

"Quite likely. Or this exchange is merely a facade, suggesting good relations. This way, when something happens later, nobody would suspect Air China," Madison speculated.

Amelia shivered at the thought.

"Madison, I find your conspiracy theories rather extensive."

"Is this a conspiracy theory?" Madison blinked, "Strange occurrences warrant caution, that’s all."

"True."

Madison rubbed her suddenly twitching eyelid.

As the trio headed out to dinner, a call from William to Madison shattered the calm.

"Captain Madison, are you out? Send me your location; I'll come to pick you up. That guy Lucas is causing a scene again."