Ten minutes later,
The Rolls Royce left the LJ Hospital.
Mr. Ward and Brent did not object to Jack’s decision.
Now that those people had come to provoke them, if they didn’t give those people a black eye, those people of HT real estate agency would only feel that they were weak.
If they didn’t let the frog in the well know how vast the sky was, it would only be arrogant to the extreme.
That was HT real estate agency!
"Young master, we have bought all the wreaths in the city, which are being delivered to HT real estate agency."
Brent driving the car put down his cell phone and told Jack.
The injured middle-aged man was stunned.
He subconsciously glanced at Jack with his eyes closed and said, "Now that you know who my boss is, you should recognize your identity. You will get into trouble if you act so arrogantly."
Hearing this,
Brent and Mr. Ward both laughed.
Jack opened his eyes slowly, "You can be arrogant, so why can’t I be arrogant? Did you not inquire about me before HT real estate agency entered the city? I’ve always been very arrogant."
"Ha!"
The middle-aged man sneered, forgot his situation, and sneered mercilessly, "I hope you can be so arrogant when you see my boss or my big boss!"
"Wait and see!"
Jack laughed and reached out his right hand to press the wound of this middle-aged man.
"Ah!"
All of a sudden, the screams reverberated in the Rolls-Royce car.
Meanwhile,
At HT real estate agency,
The high building stood, and the whole building was the office area of HT real estate agency.
There were a wide parking lot and a magnificent hall in the first floor, which showed how rich HT real estate agency was.
In the office of the president on the 33rd floor,
A fat middle-aged man with a slicked hairstyle was lying on his seat lazily, with his legs overlapping on a wide desk.
"Mr. Long, I have invited you so many times, so please accept my invitation. Let me treat you well."
The middle-aged man said with a flattering smile.
On the other end of the phone, there was a magnetic voice.
"Fly, I know what you’re thinking. Do you want to woo me?"
The master of the voice was the underground King of East Hill, Lyndall Long!
Strictly speaking, the middle-aged man called Fly was a few years older than Lyndall, but he kept a low profile in the face of Lyndall.
Fly smiled embarrassingly, and in fact, his intention was just like what Lyndall said.
At first, he knew that the real estate enterprises in the city were very complicated.
Aiden and Drago were two powerful people in the field of real estate, which were the city’s leaders, having a high position.
And he was under George’s command, and the man he was dealing with was Jack, who was much more competent than Aiden and Drago.
If he didn’t find a powerful backer, it would be difficult for HT real estate agency to develop rapidly in a short time with its present strength.
After all, it was not enough to depend on money to develop real estate industry quickly.
As soon as HT real estate agency entered the city, it was attacked by Aiden and Drago, which was the best evidence.
So Fly thought of Lyndall. As long as he had the help of Lyndall, the development of his company would be smoother.
He contacted and invited Lyndall several times, but Lyndall simply refused.
This time he contacted Lyndall, and he wanted to change his strategy.
"I know that, Mr. Long, you are afraid of some in this city, but Mr. Long, since you are reluctant to share that, I won’t ask any more."
Fly lit a cigarette, "But I was able to escape from East Hill city alive because of your help. Now that I have my own business, I want to hold a banquet to thank you for saving my life."
After a pause, Fly didn’t wait for Lyndall to reply. He quickly said, "Mr. Long, don’t worry. Please come to see me this time, and we’ll only talk about brotherhood and nothing else."
On the other side of the phone, Lyndall was silent for a few seconds.
"I’ll think about it."
After a cold reply, Lyndall hung up.
Fly frowned, looked at the mobile phone, raised his hand to wipe his hair, sneered, "Fuck, you’re just a scoundrel. If I didn’t want to rely on you, I wouldn’t compliment you. I just complimented you several times, and you really think you are the emperor. After I deal with Jack and become a powerful person, you won’t be qualified to carry my shoes!"
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