Young Lord of The Dragon Sect novel Chapter 905

The middle-aged man in suits was pretty good in City H, but compared with two famous figures, Connor and Chief Carr, there was still a considerable gap.

He wanted to find a chance to please the two. After all, this could be good to him if successful, as he could have brighter future.

So he knew the importance of it. He looked around and finally fixed his eyes on Maximilian. He saw Maximilian dressed very ordinarily.

Although he saw that Maximilian had a good relationship with the auction boss just now in the queue, he didn't care so much, and his position in City H was one of the best.

Even if something is wrong, he believed that the auction owner would be on his side.

Maximilian smiled and said, "Trade with you? Why? Are we good? Besides, if I change it, won't I lose?"

After everyone heard the speech, they were all amused by Maximilian's words. A few people thought that Maximilian was reasonable, but most people thought that Maximilian was unappreciative.

He didn’t take such a good chance to show obedience. If they were Maximilian, they would definitely change their seat number. After all, the middle-aged man in suit is not simple.

If Maximilian exchanged seat numbers, they might still be friends. Otherwise, they would become enemies. They thought that Maximilian was actually finding trouble.

The middle-aged man in suit seemed to hear the biggest joke under the sun. He didn't expect Maximilian to be so rampant to refuse such a good opportunity.

However, the refusal made him lose face. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes as if he wanted to kill Maximilian. The assistant behind him sneered, "Didn't you hear what our boss said? Hurry and let us take the seat. Don't embarrass yourself."

"How if I don't?" Maximilian asked with a smile. He knew that even if he was kind enough to change the seat this time, the people in the second row would reject him.

Instead of this, it was better to play hard, and there would not have any trouble in the future.

The middle-aged man was almost mad. He gave the assistant a look and asked him to do something. The assistant held out his hand and tried to snatch the seat number in Maximilian's hand.

Maximilian stuffed the seat number into his pocket in time and blocked the assistant's hand. At the same time, he said, "Save it."

After the assistant failed for the first time, he looked very embarrassed and felt that he had no face.

Maximilian blamed, "If I won't give it to you, do you want to rob it? What is the difference of you from hooligans and robbers?"

Although Maximilian's voice is not very loud, his words were extremely sharp. After many people heard it, they could not help scolding at the middle-aged man.

"How much? I will buy this seat number." The middle-aged man came here mainly to please Connor and Chief Carr. He could not care so much now, so he started to play soft.

Maximilian yawned and said, "I don't want much, just one hundred million."

He didn't want to exchange the seat, so he deliberately said so, just to fence off the attack.