Chapter62

One weekend, I visited the manager in charge of the industry and workers. For a little bribe. "I have a proposition for you, James," I told him. He was a selfish man who loved money. A lot. "Yes, boss." "I want you to do something for me." "Which is?" "I want you to add something odd that'll change the taste of our products to the milk that is being delivered to the industry." He looked at me. "Something like?" "Anything that will drive away customers. That will cause a great loss to the company." "You want something that will ruin the business?" "Exactly." "Then you need to give me something, buddy." "I know," I took out a plastic bag full with thirty thousand dollars and gave it to him. His face brightened when he saw the amount. "Then we have a deal," we shook hands. "Keep putting it in the milk, whatever you're gonna be putting, until I ask you to stop." "As you wish, sir." I smiled and stood up, satisfied. "Good." "But why would you want to try and ruin a company