The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes) novel Chapter 176

Jim did not come to the restaurant much. Most of the time, he just let Michael handle this place.

As Jim could not watch over Michael since he was so far away, Michael’s prestige in the restaurant naturally became higher and higher over time.

However, in front of Jim, he was just a little boy.

“Oh no, Mr. Winger is here!”

“Hehe, I’m sure that kid won’t be able to escape now. He’s such an idiot!”

“Who told him to be so arrogant just now? He might be able to solve this by apologizing and offering compensation. I’m sure Mr. Winger will not forgive him.”

Doug was being helped up from the ground. His face was covered in blood. When he saw Jim, he acted like he just saw his savior. He wailed and said, “Sir, you have to help me! That kid made me this way. He’s too savage!”

However, reality exceeded everyone’s expectations.

Jim did not pay attention to the Moseby brothers. Who were Doug and Michael Moseby? They were only excrement and trash to him now. Jim would not hesitate to punish anyone who crossed his young master, even if they were his family.

They did not know the young master’s method, but Jim knew.

This restaurant belonged to the young master, so how could Jim uphold justice for Doug?

Slap!

Jim swung his hand and slapped Doug across the face heavily. He was adding one disaster on top of another!

Doug had finally stopped his nose from bleeding, but now, blood was spurting from it once again.

Everyone was shocked!

They did not understand what was going on.

Michale was stunned. What the f*ck was happening?

Then, Jim kicked Doug on the knees. He roared angrily, “Kneel!”

Doug was puzzled. In his opinion, Jim should be here to help them. Why did Jim ask him to kneel?

“Jimmy, you…”

Slap!

A slap landed on Michael’s face. Jim pointed at Michael’s nose angrily. He snorted, “Michael Moseby, don’t f*cking try to claim relations with me. Who’s Jimmy? You’re just a dog that I hired!”

Jim knew clearly that he could not lose everything because of the mistakes of the Moseby brothers.

Plus, they had crossed the young master, which meant they were digging for their own graves.

It would depend on Philip’s mood whatever he wanted to do with them. No one could stop him.

“Jimmy, what do you mean? I’m the manager of this restaurant. Plus, that idiot is the one making a ruckus. He even hurt my brother and my men. Why are you punishing us instead?”

Michael’s eyes were sharp. He clenched his fists tightly.