Chapter 155 Get Lost
“B-Boss!” The moment he barged into the manager’s office, the salesperson yelled, “We have a problem!”
“What problem?”
When he heard the salesperson’s shout, the manager, who was sitting on the sofa watching a movie, turned around in exasperation. “What are you so nervous about? You will never amount to anything that way.”
“Boss, do you think this card is real or a fake?” The salesperson carefully placed the card in the manager’s hands.
“What do you mean?” The manager casually took the card. However, the moment he saw that it was a black card, he sprang up from the sofa. “A black card? Whose is it?”
“A customer’s,” the salesperson replied softly. “It has a balance of more than ten billion. Hence, I don’t know if it’s an authentic card or not. Boss, can it be that there’s a problem with our point-of-sale system?’
“You idiot! How can a card with more than ten billion inside be a fake?” The manager slapped the salesperson on his head. “Where is he? Take me to see him right away.”
“However, he doesn’t look like someone who has so much money.” The salesperson refused to believe that the card was authentic.
How can someone that doesn’t wear more than two hundred worth of clothes have so much savings? We aren’t filming a movie here, are we?
“As if you can tell just by looking!” The manager kicked the salesperson’s stomach angrily. “Is there something f*cking wrong with your eyes? Let we warn you, if you offend him, I will personally feed you to the fishes in the Goda River before he does!”
Considering that he had worked in the luxury industry for a long time, the manager had seen many rich customers before.
The truly wealthy always liked to keep a low profile and never flaunted their wealth.
However, if one were to get on their nerves, they would be able to destroy one at a snap of their fingers.
“But–” Just when the salesperson was about to say something, the manager slapped him again. “No buts! Just shut the f*ck up and bring me to him right now.”
“Right away!” The salesperson was now terrified after a couple of slaps. Hence, he anxiously led the manager back to the storefront.
“May I know who this card belongs to?” The moment he arrived, the manager respectfully held the black card in both hands.
“It’s mine. Is there a problem?” Jonathan asked plainly.
“No, not at all. My staff is just unfamiliar with how to use the point-of-sale machine because he is still new.” Without any hesitation, the manager bowed and apologized to Jonathan, “I’m sorry to have caused you trouble. I would also like to apologize on his behalf.”
“Don’t worry about it. Just swipe the card.” Jonathan was growing impatient.
“At once!”
Picking up the card, the manager swiped it at the point-of-sale system. It then went through smoothly with a beep.
However, when he saw the string of zeroes in the card’s balance, he couldn’t help but gasp even though he was used to dealing with the wealthy.
In fact, he was so astounded that he broke into a cold sweat.
For the forty over years of his life, he had never seen so much money before.
“Sir, your card.” The manager returned Jonathan’s card with both hands. The moment he finished, Alfred’s expression drastically changed.
The card went through without a hitch? This kid is really the owner of the black card? The very next moment, terror flashed within Alfred’s eyes.
“Is there a problem with the card?” Jonathan casually asked.
“No, no.” Taken aback, the manager shook his head at once. “There’s no problem at all!”
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