I Really Didn't Mean To Be The Saviour Of The World

Chapter 112: Chapter 100: Team and Base

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When Harrison Clark received the call, Julia Lambert was about to go through

the hiring process.

He was shocked by Harrison’s request and found it hard to understand.

But instead of responding harshly, he negotiated with the company he was about to join, put his employment on hold, and bought a ticket to Oxfordshire

on the spot.

In the cafe next to Homey Rose, the piano was playing gracefully, and the waiters in tailcoats moved around.

Harrison sipped his tea at intervals.

He didn’t really like coffee.

Ward Owen held his coffee cup with both hands, his eyes glued to the notebook

in front of him, murmuring something.

He was still practicing singing.

The big man didn’t live up to the stereotype of the second generation of the rich; he was fighting hard to meet Harrison’s standards.

In Ward Owen’s life creed, he didn’t lack anything, only the discovery of what he truly wanted to do.

He knew that without Harrison, his dream of making music might have been shattered long ago, so he cherished the opportunity even more now.

Harrison praised him today, but Ward Owen only remembered one sentence,

“You can still do better.”

The cafe door opened, and in walked Julia Lambert, a man in a suit, leather shoes, and gold-rimmed glasses.

“Waiter, a Blue Mountain, please. Thank you.” Julia Lambert sat down and said with a puzzled tone, “Mr. Clark, you weren’t joking with me, were you?”

Harrison: “Of course not. I’m serious.”

“If Mr. Clark is just giving me a chance to repay a debt of gratitude, I would rather compensate and help financially. I have a complete career plan for myself. Horizon Dynamics holds the latest 5G technology and is a pioneer in our nation’s participation in the next era of modern information competition. I personally want to contribute to Horizon. My overseas work experience and network are my advantages. I am also very familiar with overseas economic laws and regulations. Horizon needs me.”

Harrison hesitated, thinking of the online competition between Horizon Dynamics and Qualcomm in 5G technology. He didn’t expect Julia Lambert to be such an idealistic and patriotic person.

“So, if Mr. Lambert doesn’t go, can Horizon find a suitable replacement?

Julia Lambert took the coffee from the waiter’s plate, “They probably can, but I believe more in my abilities.”

“But for my part, besides Mr. Lambert, there is no better candidate.” Julia Lambert shook her head, “Forgive me for being blunt. Although Mr. Clark’s music composing ability is once in a century, joining your company, I might even earn more financially. However, no matter how good your music, your contribution to this era, to the country, and to humanity will still be insignificant.”

Harrison finally understood.

Julia Lambert’s real thoughts were exposed.

This was a very pure executive mindset.

This view was easily generated among top successful people but usually hidden deep down, only revealing itself in front of trusted friends.

Julia Lambert looked down on the entertainment industry, believing in his bones that acting would ruin the country.

Harrison laughed.

He thought to himself.

You young people think you’ve seen through the world and understood it, but you know nothing!

By holding this fat man here, preventing him from going back to Whale Group,

I am already benefiting all mankind and posterity.

There were two choices before Harrison: one was to use the debt of gratitude to tie down Julia Lambert forcibly; the other was to use his feelings to let him know that art was not as useless as he understood it to be.

Harrison Clark chose the second method, telling him about the power of music, and then received Julia Lambert’s rebuttal.

Julia Lambert didn’t believe him.

At that moment, Harrison’s phone received a WeChat message from Carrie Thomas, a demo singing of “The Fire.”

“The production of the single is about 90% complete. I originally wanted to go straight to the final recording, but Susan suggested that I let you listen to it first.”

Harrison looked at Julia again, “I said music can provide people with spiritual power and even change the times, but you don’t believe me. Then listen to this song first.”

About ten minutes later, Julia slowly took off her headphones.

Harrison asked again, “Imagine that you are a high school senior. There is still a month left before the college entrance examination, and you still have a set of exercises left unfinished that need to be handed in tomorrow. But it is only eight o’clock in the evening, and you are already feeling sleepy due to fatigue. What would be the benefit of listening to this song at this time?”

“Or imagine you are Elon Musk. Your rocket just exploded in the sky. Your new car production line hasn’t started yet, and you’ve spent all the money from investors and the pre-sales payments for unfulfilled orders. In seven days, you have to repay a debt of 500 million US dollars, but no investors want to see you, and no one is willing to lend you a penny. All the banks have closed their doors on you. If you can’t pay the money back in seven days, your company will go bankrupt, and you will go to prison, ruining your life’s work. Standing in front of the balcony at the top of the Stark Building, a voice in your head keeps telling you to give up and jump down from here, and you’ll be free from worries. You shouldn’t have taken on such a heavy responsibility, and death could give you the relief you seek. At this moment, what thoughts would you have and what choices would you make when you listen to this song called ‘The Fire’, symbolizing the rebirth through fire?”

“As early as thousands of years ago, when humans had no means of preserving sound, musical instruments were born. The story of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi has been passed down through the ages. Do you really think art has no value? Can something of no value be passed down for thousands of years? In ancient times, Liu Bang besieged Xiang Yu and sang Chu Ge to confuse his mind. Wen Tianxiang wrote the Song of Righteous Qi, embodying the spirit of a generation. In modern times, we have ‘The March of the Volunteers’, ‘The Internationale’, and the Charge. Are all of these useless?

Julia Lambert was astonished.

After a while, she slowly asked, “So, Mr. Clark, your dream is…”

“That’s right, just as you think,” Harrison nodded heavily. “Alright! Since both of you trust me, I’ll give it a try for a year,” she said. From then on, the core framework of Summit Ventures was officially established.

Harrison Clark held 90% of the shares, only responsible for creation.

Ward Owen invested 20 million with a 10% stake. He served as the company’s top artist and was responsible for coordinating local relationships in Oxfordshire and building the initial structure.

Julia Lambert was appointed as the general manager, with an initial annual salary of 2 million and a total option of 5% of the shares after five years. Harrison hoped to see new changes before the next leap and had only half a month left. Time was running out.

Under Harrison’s unrelenting pressure, the people around him seemed to have pressed the fast-forward button.

A week later, Ward Owen’s first album was recorded and completed.

The office location at the 19th floor of Block C in the Bluewave Center in downtown Oxfordshire, covering 800 square meters, was renovated and moved in by all employees.

At the ribbon-cutting ceremony, Avril Green, Jenny Hart, Leah Clark, Carrie Thomas, senior executives from No. 1 Fly and Spotify Top, Whale Group Chairman Chris Owen, and many local leaders from the England province and Oxfordshire city were present.

Banners congratulating Summit Ventures on its establishment were hung on the square in front of the Bluewave Center.

From then on, Harrison had his own base in Oxfordshire.

All his external collaborations, including but not limited to song creation, copyright development, and many other matters, were all handled by Summit Ventures.

Of course, to save himself the trouble, Harrison still wouldn’t accept custom music production requests from the outside. Instead, he would bring the songs out directly and have his company’s staff choose suitable partners to discuss collaborations.

This would save a considerable amount of energy for Harrison and make the realization of his resources more efficient.

At the moment of the company’s establishment, Harrison realized something. It was unrealistic to rely on one person’s power to affect a thousand years.

However, if he could have his own base in Oxfordshire and turn himself into a signal source, then this base would become a signal amplifier, continuously magnifying the Butterfly Effect emitted from his own body, ultimately achieving a domino effect.

That is the power of teamwork..