No Escape from Love novel Chapter 93

On our flight to Sulford, Oliver gave me a briefing on the situation.

"Only Schneider Group possesses the polymeric materials that we're looking to preorder. Our main goal on this trip is to visit the head of the company, Lester Schneider."

The mention of the Schneiders of Sulford caused my heart to drop. What an unlucky coincidence!

"What's the reason that my colleagues failed to make the order?" I prodded.

"It's complicated." He furrowed his brows a little. "I don't know the details, but one thing I'm sure of—Mr. Schneider Senior wanted to make us jump through hoops."

"Why?" I gasped. "I thought business deals are all about agreeing on a price?"

"Things are not that clear-cut in the business world." Sighing, Oliver explained, "The polymeric materials we require will mostly be used on high-end tech products. Yet the Schneiders themselves are selling the same products."

I was rendered speechless for a while.

"Schneider Group might have the polymeric materials, but their R&D team is… To put it mildly, rather lackluster. It's a waste of resources to use the polymeric materials in their R&D."

Oliver beamed with confidence.

I frowned at him, puzzled. "So, why are they refusing to sell the polymeric materials?"

"If they sell them to Hastings Group, Hastings Group will make them the highlight of our products. The two companies are set to release their new products at the same time. Of course, Schneider Group wouldn't want to give their opponent's products an edge.

What a difficult man, indeed.

"Young lady, why are you staring at me?" Lester beamed at me.

His face reminded me of Lucas. Since I saw Lucas as a friend, I felt rather indignant for the poor guy. Still, this was not the right time to bring up Lucas.

"Mr. Schneider, Mr. Hastings sent us on this trip to discuss the purchase of the polymeric materials with Schneider Group." I didn't beat about the bush.

His expression froze. Soon, he waved dismissively at me. "There's no rush."

"No." Oliver shot up from his seat and quietly gave me a thumbs-up. "Mr. Schneider Senior, this is urgent. Otherwise, Mr. Hastings wouldn't have sent us here."