I Have a Tycoon Granpa novel Chapter 113

"This one doesn't count!” Fraser refilled a glass for Jay.

Jay wanted to get along well with Fraser, but at this moment, he gave up.

Jay secretly thought: wait, I will take care of you when Fenny and Paul are together!

Fraser drank less than a glass of wine, but Jay had drunk twelve glasses. After drinking, the ambulance was arrived, he got into the ambulance. But before he left, he told Fenny: take down Paul tonight no matter what.

Soon after Jay left, the group of female artists also left.

Fraser got up and came to the reception.

"Fraser, you really want to let that boy be the bar manager?" Uncle Qian looked at Fraser and laughed.

Fraser nodded his head, "I want to help him."

"Don't you think it was a hasty decision?" Uncle Qian said with a smile, "Business is business. You can’t get friends involved. You must understand that."

"A bar is nothing, but your dad's business of tens of billions will be handed over to you, you can’t be so hasty." Uncle Qian said.

"I won’t," Fraser said. "I just think there won't be no problem with you in the bar."

"Besides, although Paul is the manager here, the bar's finance, operation, most of the money is in your hands." Fraser laughed.

Let alone Paul, in fact, Fraser was just a figurehead boss, and the real operator was Uncle Qian.

Fraser was only responsible for enjoying the fruits of his labor.

"Yes, have you told your plan to my Dad?"

Uncle Qian nodded, "The plan is feasible, and I would like to be your dad's agent."

"But did you tell Paul?"

"No Now only Jay thinks Paul is me," Fraser said.

With that, Fraser shook his head, “In fact, I have not decided yet. I am afraid that I will harm Paul.

"What if they really think he's the son of a billionaire and kidnap him?" Fraser asked with concern.

"Don’t worry. I won't let that happen." Uncle Qian said with a smile, "I can give him a bodyguard to protect his personal safety."

"Ok." Fraser said with a smile.

And this time, Fenny seemed to have drunk too much. Paul carried her arm to come over.

"Fraser, which floor?" Paul asked urgently.

Fraser waved at Anthony and said, "Get them a room."

Anthony nodded and then led Paul upstairs.

"That girl pretends to be drunk." After Paul left, Uncle Qian smiled and shook his head.

Fraser nodded, "I think so."

"But Paul is a man, he will be fine." Fraser smiled in disdain.

"That girl is not simple, Paul is not a match to her, you better remind him. Young men of your age are the most likely to be controlled by women," said Uncle Qian.

Fraser nodded and asked, "Do we have any money in the bar?"

"Yes." Uncle Qian nodded and asked, "Why, do you want money?"

"I'm going to buy a car. The Porsche 918 is too high profile. Let Paul drive it for now." Fraser said.

“How much is it in the bar?" Fraser asked.

"Twenty million." Uncle Qian directly said without looking at it.

"How much?” Fraser was stunned on the spot. How could there be so much?

"Uncle Qian, have you made a mistake? We ran the bar for less than a month, do we really have twenty million?" Fraser asked with surprise.

"And, a few days ago, we gave three million to Jordan. Why do we still have so much?" Fraser asked.

Uncle Qian was surprised, "Maybe our business is good."