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What… what’s going on?

The group of people, including Old Madam Jones who was observing from outside the reception room, were terrified by the scene in front of them.

Just a moment ago everything was going smoothly with the signing of the contracts. Everyone was kind and respectful to Snowden Jones, seemingly eager for her to sign the contract.

But within a minute’s time, everyone’s demeanour had changed dramatically. How could this be?

Old Madam Jones, sensing that something was wrong, immediately asked Will Jones to open the doors of the reception room and they entered.

By then, Snowden Jones was already slumped in her chair, looking absolutely drained. Her previous lively demeanor had faded, like frost-bitten brinjal turned limp and wilted.

“What…”

Everyone who saw this scene was taken off guard.

At this point, Old Madam Jones, leaning on her cane, walked up to the angered distributors and asked in a humble tone, “Gentleman, what… what happened? Are there any terms in the contract that you are unsatisfied with, or did we, at Jones Group, neglect your needs? Please feel free to express your requests. As the Family Head and the Chairwoman of the Jones Group, I will do my utmost to satisfy your needs.”

The distributors, still fuming, gave Old Madam Jones a disgruntled look, but perhaps out of respect for her age, they were not as confrontational in their tone.

“Old lady, is your Jones Group uninterested in collaborating? Sending such an unqualified person to work with us, are you looking down on us?”

“Indeed, this Snowden Jones is out of line. She claims to be a channel director, ha! Worthless. You may as well just close down the Jones Group.” “Enough with the nonsense, kick her out now, just seeing her face irritates us.” The distributors openly berated Snowden Jones as if she was invisible.

Upon hearing these disparaging remarks, Snowden Jones’ face burned with humiliation, as if she had just received a harsh beating.

Old Madam Jones’s face showed a grimace of embarrassment after hearing the distributors’ harsh comments.

However, these twenty to thirty distributors could bring substantial profits to the Jones Group, so for the sake of business, Old Madam Jones had no choice but to swallow her pride, and with a forced smile she said, “Alright, alright, we’ll do as you wish. Someone, escort Snowden out. Let her rest.”

With that, the ashen-faced Snowden Jones was promptly escorted out by two employees.

Once Snowden Jones was out of sight, the distributors seemed to relax a bit.

“Gentlemen, you see, I have had Snowden leave. Now can you share with me your requests?” Old Madam Jones said, trying to appease them.

The distributors exchanged glances, then said in unison, “Actually, there is nothing else. We are just eager to sign the contract with Miss Sherry Jones.”

What!

The announcement sent shockwaves through the room!

Everyone present from the Jones Group stared, unable to believe what they were hearing. Even Sherry Jones herself stood rooted to the spot in utter bewilderment.

At this moment, everyone from the Jones family was completely stunned.

They never expected that these people had come for Sherry Jones.

What did Sherry Jones do to attract so many distributors in one fell swoop?

At that moment, everyone’s gaze fell involuntarily on Sherry Jones.

Old Madam Jones looked at the distributors with a puzzled expression and couldn’t help but ask, “You… you all, you all came for Sherry Jones?”

“Exactly! What else could it be?”

Immediately everyone was in agreement. Upon hearing their confirmation, Old

Madam Jones began to tremble, “Well… may I be so bold as to ask why?”

“Oh Lord, you old woman sure have a lot of questions. Just tell us if we can sign the contract with Miss Sherry Jones today or not. If not, we won’t waste any more time here. Our time is valuable too; we don’t have time to play games.”

The distributors spoke in an irritated tone, showing no regard for Old Madam Jones.

Old Madam Jones’s face once again flushed with embarrassment, managing to force a smile on her face.

At this point, Snowden Jones’ mother, Amanda, could hardly bear to watch any longer and she addressed the crowd with furrowed brows, “Sherry Jones is not even a Jones Group employee. She is not qualified to represent the Jones Group in signing a contract!”

What!

The moment these words were spoken, it was as if a depth charge had gone off, causing a massive uproar on the scene.

The distributors exploded with anger, boiling over.

“Not your employee, then what have you been babbling about for half a day?

Move aside, we want to do business with Miss Sherry Jones, not with you.”

“Wasting my time, make way, I need to find Miss Sherry Jones.”

“Such nerve, playing the victim with her advanced age, wasting my expression…”

The distributors caused an uproar, preparing to leave en masse, causing Old Madam Jones to panic.

“Don’t leave, don’t leave, Sherry is our employee, she is Sherry Jones, she is Sherry Jones…” Old Madam Jones scrambled to retain them, hastily catching up to Sherry Jones.

Only once they heard the name “Sherry Jones” did the distributors stop, then they turned to Old Madam Jones, “Old lady, if you dare to con us again, we won’t be discussing collaboration anymore but whether you are going to go bankrupt.”

Faced with their threats, Old Madam Jones rushed to Sherry Jones’s side, urging, “Speak up, girl.’

“Mom, what’s the point of arguing now? Sister-in-law has already said, Sherry isn’t a Jones Group employee, she can’t represent the Jones Group to sign contracts.” Mori Jones coldly said.

“You!” Amanda’s face turned green with anger upon hearing this.

At this moment, Old Madam Jones, engulfed in anxiety and frustration, knocked her cane on the floor with furious impatience, “What, do you want me to kneel down before you agree to sign?”

“Grandma, I…” Sherry was at a loss for words when the distributors, having heard them speak, began to gather around.

All the distributors wore respectful expressions as they approached, with a hint of eagerness to please Sherry Jones.

“Miss Jones, sign mine first, theirs have no contract.”

“What bullshit, who said I don’t have a contract? Where’s the printer, hurry, bring over the Jones Group printer.”

“Miss Jones, Miss Jones, Miss Jones…”

One by one, the distributors swarmed around Sherry Jones like bees attracted to honey.

Amanda, watching this scene, was awestruck.. Insanity, she thought, these people have gone mad! How could they hold Sherry Jones in such high regard?