Mr Wood The Legend novel Chapter 22

In the hotel.

At the sight of the number on the phone, Mike, who was enjoying himself in the room, suddenly became nervous. Ignoring the beauty on the bed who was about to take off her clothes, he hurriedly put on his clothes and went out.

As soon as Mike walked out of the door, he saw Yank Wood confronting the security guard.

Seeing this situation, Mike suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He hurried over and kicked the security guard without hesitation. "You son of a bitch, you look down on people here again, don't you?"

The security guard was kicked to the ground and was about to hit him, but when he turned his head, he saw a foreigner. He immediately recognized that this was the big boss, Mike, who lived on the top floor of the hotel.

The manager said they could not make the big boss angry, or they would be fired.

At this moment, he had no intention of fighting back!

"This gentleman is my distinguished guest. How dare you be rude to him? You must be tired of living. Call your manager here!" Mike glanced at Yank Wood from the corner of his eye and found that he didn't respond at all. He immediately panicked.

Did Mr. Wood think that he had been negligent?

"Boss, I was wrong. I really don't know that he is your friend. Otherwise, I wouldn't dare offend him. Please spare me this time. I won't do this next time." The security guard immediately panicked. If he called the manager, his job would be gone.

Regardless of whether it was ugly or not, he directly knelt down.

"Well, don't make things difficult for him. I believe he already knows he’s wrong." Seeing the security guard kneel down, Yank Wood didn't intend to care about it anymore, so he signaled Mike to let it go.

Hearing this, Mike was stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

Yank Wood stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder. "Let's go to your room and talk about something."

Thinking of the woman in the room, Mike immediately smiled awkwardly and hurried forward to stop Yank Wood. "Mr. Wood, Mr. Wood, we'd better find a quiet place to eat and talk."

Yank Wood did not object to this proposal.

After the two of them walked far away, the security guard got up from the ground. He wiped the sweat on his forehead. He really couldn't figure out Yank Wood's activity. A president like him was actually driving a small motorcycle.

No one would have thought of it!

They chose a tea-house not far from the hotel and asked for a quiet private room. Mike took the initiative to pour a cup of tea for Yank Wood and plucked up his courage to ask, "Mr.

Wood, do you have any special instructions for me personally?"

"Were you scared yesterday?" Yank Wood took a sip of tea, which tasted good, and asked lightly.

Hearing this, Mike laughed with lingering fear. "I don't dare hide it from you, Mr. Wood. It's a lie to say that I'm not afraid. Fortunately, you were with us, or I would have lost my life."

This was true. If Yank Wood hadn't reminded him yesterday, he would have been long buried.

Originally, he planned to go back immediately. Bayland was too dangerous, but he knew that without Mr. Wood's permission, he would be courting death if he left. So he found a hotel to live in.

"On behalf of the GD Company, I'm deeply sorry for what happened yesterday. As for signing the contract, let's not hold the ceremony. Let's find a time to confirm it. Is there any problem?" Yank Wood looked at Mike indifferently.

Mike was a little flattered. He nodded like a chick pecking rice. "Of course not."