Chapter 215 A Product
"Renee, is it true that you got your master's degree from Harvard Business School?" Martin looked at Renee.
"Yes." Renee nodded.
"Renee, you're really the brightest person among the others here." Martin said with a laugh.
Harvard University could be said to be the country's renowned university, and the crown of the eye-catching pearl was Harvard Business School.
Harvard Business School was known as the "factory" that nurtured businessmen, executives and General Managers.
To graduate from there could guarantee the best business of the future.
Renee's training there was a strong backing of the business skills she absolutely already had.
"Martin, it's only a matter of time before you graduate. I'll wait for you until then, and how about you work for my company? I must give you enough treatment." Renee smiled.
Martin knew that Renee did this to help herself with her work problems.
"Renee, started your own company?" Martin was surprised.
"Well, grandpa gave me a sum of money to start up, and now I'm working on a web product." Renee said.
"Oh? What network product?" Martin was curious.
"A shopping app. I've only been at the start-up of the business." Renee said.
"Shopping APP?" Martin gave an interesting look. "Renee, in our domestic online shopping market, the two giants are Amazon and eBay, which are closely similar. Wanting to seize the online shopping market from these two companies, I am afraid, is quite difficult." Martin said.
"Yes, their model has matured and they already have a large user base, so to divide the online shopping market like a cake, we have to introduce a new model. I believe I have a more mature idea than them." Renee said.
"Well, I wish for your success. I believe in your ability, Renee." Martin smiled.
"Well, after you graduate, you consider working in my company. If you do, I will never lose you." Renee also smiled back.
"Thank you, Renee. But, you still have to wait longer before I graduate." Martin said.
"That's right." Renee nodded.
Just then, someone approached them.
"Renee!"
Mick came over with a smile on his face.
"Renee, you're a busy woman, but how about you walk around and talk to our brothers and sisters?" Mick said with a laugh.
"Martin, let's go together." Renee turned her head and said to Martin.
Martin smiled. "No, Renee, you go. They would only look down on me, so I don't see a reason to talk to them."
How could Martin talk to Mick and the others who mocked him just earlier?
"Martin, if I take you over, whoever dares to look down on you would mean they're also looking down on me. " Renee declared.
Mick couldn't help but say, "Renee, he's just an evicted man. He's nothing, but a waste."
Renee lifted her eyebrow at him. "Mick, he is also your cousin. We all keep the same blood, but I won't allow you to say something like that to him."
"Okay, I'll keep my mouth shut." Mick said.
Just then, a young man walked from outside the door.
He was about a meter tall, with a small back, and looked in good spirits, dressed in a suit.
"Brother, you're here!"
When Mick saw the man, he greeted him with joy.
He was Mick's brother, Rachel James.
"Wow, Rachel's here!"
There was a commotion in the house.
Rachel, an MBA graduate from Stanford University, was also a proud son of the James family.
He and Renee were the golden children known among the James Group. Their education, was something to look to, not just by their cousins, but also in the city and the whole state.
The James family has produced two talents, and Parker has never been proud.
Rachel was now vice president of James Group, and in line with this trend, he was bound to be the future successor of the company.
In a family like James, the assessment, grades and abilities of their children were definitely the most important. The second was to look at the individual's communicative ability, and if they had none of these, it meant they're only a waste.
People like Mick drink and have fun every day. He did not seek to advance, as what was typical of his kind, and depended greatly on his parents who provided him money to spend and casually play without asking him to do things, and only asked him not to cause them trouble.
Mick was the average child in the family; a wealthy second-generation man who didn't want to go up.
And the likes of Renee and Rachel were the elites who held the family's future generation. The family will do everything in their power to train them to become renowned successors of the family, passing unto them the responsibility of raising the family to a higher level.
As for Martin, even if he returned to the family, getting a degree from a local university from City University was useless compared to the likes of Renee and Rachel. The gap between them was simply undeniable.
Rachel came in and saw Martin.
Martin has been away from the family for many years, so his appearance there was naturally easy to notice.
Rachel went straight to him.
"Why are you here?" Rachel frowned at Martin.
"What's the matter? Can't I come?" Martin smiled
"Of course not, you've broken off your relationship with us, and you're not qualified to come." Rachel composed himself.
"Rachel, don't say that. Martin has the same bloodline as us." Renee interrupted.
"Renee, you're a Harvard MBA graduate, and the value of this thing should be clear to you, right? What profit would come out of talking to waste like him?" Rachel smiled at her dismissively.
"Rachel, you only think about value! In this world, there exist affections, too." Renee said.
Just as the two were arguing, the housekeeper came down from upstairs.
The housekeeper came straight to Martin.
"Mister Martin, the master asked you to go up and he wanted to see you alone." He said.
"Okay. After you." Martin calmly said.
Immediately after, the butler led Martin upstairs.
Behind them were the voices of his cousins.
"Grandpa wanted to see him and we won't know what he's going to do."
"It's estimated that he wants Martin back in the James family."
"It's possible. After all, in Martin's body flowed the blood of our family."
"Rachel, if this guy does go back to the James family, it won't affect our interests, will it?" Mick whispered to Rachel.
"What can a waste can do to affect our interests?" Rachel shook his head disdainfully.
Among the younger generation, only he and Renee were the most probable candidates for the succession.
But honestly, his Stanford University MBA, was still far from Renee's Harvard Business School.
However, Renee was a girl only destined to marry a man in the future.
So, it was destined to be him, Rachel, who would later take over the entire James Group, and he didn't think Martin from the outskirts could shake that.
When Martin went upstairs, he first saw his uncles and his aunts in the living room.
"Martin, don't you know how to pay respect when you see your elders?" His second uncle, Christ, frowned.
Martin smiled coldly, then followed the housekeeper and went on.
Christ was the one who opposed Martin's father the most, which led to him severing ties with the James family.
When Martin's mother took him with her and asked them to help borrow some money to pay for his tuition, it was Christ who taunted them the most, and his insults to Martin's mother were now etched in his mind.
So, how could Martin respect him?
When Martin ignored him, Christ's face suddenly dimmed.
"What a mess, I don't know how his wild mother taught him this etiquette which I do not clearly understand. There's a life that gone down the drain. If it wasn't for the old man, I'd get him out of here right away." Christ exasperated.
"Christ, you're only lighting the fire if you keep on talking to a wild kid. We don't have time for that. How's the village renovation project in the city?" Martin's great-uncle, Quintion said.
At the door of the villa study, the housekeeper stood. "Master Martin, the master is in there. You may go in." He said.
"Okay. Thank you." He politely replied, then turned and pushed the door in.
The housekeeper saw Martin enter the door, and he couldn't help but say, "Master Martin's attitude towards us is very good, and among the whole James family, Miss Renee is the only one who can be polite to us like him."