Chapter 6
Disclaimers: DBZ characters are not mine
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The next day Bulma received an urgent call from Chicago.
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Bulma walked timidly into the same hotel that she was in the day before. Apparently Sir Leveine called an emergency meeting
"You called?" Bulma asked quietly as she walked up to the men sitting on the couch.
"How did you do it?" Sir Leveine's voice slightly cracked.
"Do what?" Bulma asked with a confused look on her face.
"Ansco Industries is worthless." Sir Leveine whined.
Bulma's demure face changed to one of smug satisfaction. "I know."
Sir Leveine's head shot up and looked at her in horror. "But the data."
"Oh you mean that little piece of false information I planted on my computer?"
Sir Leveine turned an accusatory glare at his son. "This is your way of having done all the research?!"
"B-But dad…" Edward cried out like a broken violin.
Bulma cut off Edward's whining, "Maybe you shouldn't have acquired Ansco Industries so rashly. Now you're open for a hostile take over. I'll meet you tomorrow morning with my lawyers, to make an offer on your company."
Sir Leveine left in fury and he slammed the door on his way out. Edward then got off of the couch and walked to Bulma.
"It wasn't personal, It was just business!" Edward pleaded.
Then Bulma remembered a famous line she had heard a long time ago. "You call sleeping with me business? *tsk * I hate to think what that makes you."
Edward angrily raised his hand, threatening to slap Bulma's face. Bulma smirked. "Go ahead. But I must warn you. The surveillance camera will pick it up and your physical offense will be splashed all over the newspaper tomorrow. Then your company's stock will plunge and I will buy everything for only one fifth of what it is worth."
Edward screamed in frustration, he pulled his hand down to his side and angrily stomped off after his father.
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"You even had me fooled!" Robert cried out.
"Sorry Robert. It was for the best. This was a big and risky deal. You never know if he would have sent spies to confirm this."
Robert sighed and plopped himself down across from Bulma. "So now what?"
"I'll meet him tomorrow evening and buy his company."
"Why in the evening?"
Bulma winked. "You'll see."
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"Thank you Joseph, for waiting for me this late." Bulma smiled into the vid-phone. It was 15 minutes after midnight.
"Oh it's alright." Joseph shrugged like he didn't care.
"So, did you find any interesting angles?"
"Yep. Several in fact: When Edward was pulling his hand down. One of the cameras that was hidden in the side, made it look like he had really slapped you. And it's even more convincing since your head is slightly tilted towards the right."
"Thank you. I assume it'll bear a mention on the first page? Along with the story that I'm taking over his company?"
"Yes."
"Thank you Joseph for this favor. You'll get a bonus in this time's payroll."
"No no… thank you ma'am."
"Have a nice day."
"You too."
Bulma leaned back in her office chair and closed her eyes, trying not to grin like a Cheshire cat.
~~~
As Bulma predicted Leveine's company's stock plunged once that morning's news came out. The company depreciated in value about five times over. Bulma bought the company one fifth of its value and Sir Leveine had lost centuries of 'passed down' fortune. Then fifteen minutes after the meeting, she had all of the top line managers in Leveine's company fired and she installed her own managers.
On thing that Bulma noticed when met with Sir Leveine that evening was that Edward never showed up. But it didn't take an idiot to figure out why.
~~~
The front page of the Daily Global the next day was splashed across with news that Sir Leveine had disowned his son. Sir Leveine had called his own son: violent tempered and too unpredictable to be an asset to the family. After all Edward did have a younger and more charming brother, so he was immediately replaced once word of Edward's offense had reached his father's ears.
No matter how much Edward denied that he hit Bulma, his father wouldn't believe him. Photos didn't lie… or did they?
Disclaimers: DBZ characters are not mine
~~~~
The next day Bulma received an urgent call from Chicago.
~~~
Bulma walked timidly into the same hotel that she was in the day before. Apparently Sir Leveine called an emergency meeting
"You called?" Bulma asked quietly as she walked up to the men sitting on the couch.
"How did you do it?" Sir Leveine's voice slightly cracked.
"Do what?" Bulma asked with a confused look on her face.
"Ansco Industries is worthless." Sir Leveine whined.
Bulma's demure face changed to one of smug satisfaction. "I know."
Sir Leveine's head shot up and looked at her in horror. "But the data."
"Oh you mean that little piece of false information I planted on my computer?"
Sir Leveine turned an accusatory glare at his son. "This is your way of having done all the research?!"
"B-But dad…" Edward cried out like a broken violin.
Bulma cut off Edward's whining, "Maybe you shouldn't have acquired Ansco Industries so rashly. Now you're open for a hostile take over. I'll meet you tomorrow morning with my lawyers, to make an offer on your company."
Sir Leveine left in fury and he slammed the door on his way out. Edward then got off of the couch and walked to Bulma.
"It wasn't personal, It was just business!" Edward pleaded.
Then Bulma remembered a famous line she had heard a long time ago. "You call sleeping with me business? *tsk * I hate to think what that makes you."
Edward angrily raised his hand, threatening to slap Bulma's face. Bulma smirked. "Go ahead. But I must warn you. The surveillance camera will pick it up and your physical offense will be splashed all over the newspaper tomorrow. Then your company's stock will plunge and I will buy everything for only one fifth of what it is worth."
Edward screamed in frustration, he pulled his hand down to his side and angrily stomped off after his father.
~~~
"You even had me fooled!" Robert cried out.
"Sorry Robert. It was for the best. This was a big and risky deal. You never know if he would have sent spies to confirm this."
Robert sighed and plopped himself down across from Bulma. "So now what?"
"I'll meet him tomorrow evening and buy his company."
"Why in the evening?"
Bulma winked. "You'll see."
~~~
"Thank you Joseph, for waiting for me this late." Bulma smiled into the vid-phone. It was 15 minutes after midnight.
"Oh it's alright." Joseph shrugged like he didn't care.
"So, did you find any interesting angles?"
"Yep. Several in fact: When Edward was pulling his hand down. One of the cameras that was hidden in the side, made it look like he had really slapped you. And it's even more convincing since your head is slightly tilted towards the right."
"Thank you. I assume it'll bear a mention on the first page? Along with the story that I'm taking over his company?"
"Yes."
"Thank you Joseph for this favor. You'll get a bonus in this time's payroll."
"No no… thank you ma'am."
"Have a nice day."
"You too."
Bulma leaned back in her office chair and closed her eyes, trying not to grin like a Cheshire cat.
~~~
As Bulma predicted Leveine's company's stock plunged once that morning's news came out. The company depreciated in value about five times over. Bulma bought the company one fifth of its value and Sir Leveine had lost centuries of 'passed down' fortune. Then fifteen minutes after the meeting, she had all of the top line managers in Leveine's company fired and she installed her own managers.
On thing that Bulma noticed when met with Sir Leveine that evening was that Edward never showed up. But it didn't take an idiot to figure out why.
~~~
The front page of the Daily Global the next day was splashed across with news that Sir Leveine had disowned his son. Sir Leveine had called his own son: violent tempered and too unpredictable to be an asset to the family. After all Edward did have a younger and more charming brother, so he was immediately replaced once word of Edward's offense had reached his father's ears.
No matter how much Edward denied that he hit Bulma, his father wouldn't believe him. Photos didn't lie… or did they?