A lot of women were envious and curious after hearing the news.Everyone was wondering who was so lucky to have a man spend millions of dollars in one night to charter the whole Sky Garden and confess his love to her!Many people were looking forward to the day to come so that they could go and have a look for themselves!In order to keep his identity secret, Charlie ordered Isaac to make a special transformation to the Sky Garden on the day of the event. At the same time, he anticipated the arrival of the day!He wanted to give Claire a once-in-a-lifetime grand wedding on their wedding anniversary!***Charlie went to the 4s shop early the next morning.He had a bank card with a balance of ten billion dollars that he hadn’t used much of yet. This time, he wanted to spend it on a luxury car for Claire that was classy and presentable.He intended to buy her a Rolls-Royce right away, but on second thought, he was worried that Claire would not accept it. First, it would not be e
Charlie plastered a sarcastic smile on his face and asked, “How much commission do you make on this car?”The person snarled, “Ten thousand dollars!”Charlie nodded as a sign of acknowledgment. “Okay, very well, you’ve just lost ten thousand dollars.”He then turned and went out. Coincidentally, he bumped into the manager of the shop with a name tag on his suit that read Arthur Walsh.He asked the man directly, “Are you in charge of this shop?”“Yes, I am.” Arthur nodded. “May I help you?”Charlie pointed to the rude sales executive and said, “You’d better fire that person now. He is a rotten apple that will do no good to your business here.”The person quickly dashed forward and said, “Mr. Walsh, don’t listen to his nonsense, he is crazy! He is just a poor bugger who comes to use our WiFi and air conditioning!”Charlie smiled coyly. “A poor bugger, you say? Just wait and see.”He immediately went out of the door and walked into the BMW showroom next door.As soon as he walke
He thought about what he could do until an amazing idea suddenly struck his mind!He drove to the nearby car repair workshop, then spent twenty bucks to replace the BMW 760 logo with a 520.The main differences between these models were their engines and interior layouts. The exterior of a BMW 5 series looked very similar to the 7 Series that it was quite difficult to distinguish between them other than through the rear tail label.The 520 was the lowest spec model in the 5 Series—with an average engine and average technology, it was an all-round average car.On the other hand, the 760 was the highest spec model in the 7 Series with a top-notch engine, awesome maneuver control. It was a very powerful car.Charlie grinned triumphantly as he drove the 760 with the 520 logo at its back. Claire didn’t know much about cars and wasn’t enthusiastic about them. She would buy it without a doubt if he told her this was a BMW 520.The owner of the workshop smacked his lips in amusement as h
Douglas’s restaurant was located at a new redevelopment zone of Aurous Hill. It was quite a distance from the city and was sparsely populated. Charlie felt a little peculiar as to why Douglas chose to open a restaurant here.Claire told him that several large manufacturing companies would set up their companies and factories in the redevelopment zone including multinational companies like Foxconn, so the area would prosper and flourish in no time.In other words, it was quite a wise and clever choice for Douglas to open a restaurant here now.Douglas’s restaurant, named The Charm, was at the corner of a wide new street. From the exterior, it looked quite big, occupying two floors. The name of the restaurant suggested an artistic conception.When Charlie drove the car to the door of the restaurant, there was already a row of cars parked near the entrance and several people were standing in front of a golden BMW, smoking and chatting.Charlie recognized them. They were his classmate
Claire and Loreen greeted everyone warmly. Clinton gritted his teeth in great dismay as he looked at Claire, who was getting more radiant and beautiful.When they were in college, he desperately tried to win her heart, but she simply ignored him.However, she chose to marry a deadbeat loser who mooched off her.D*mn it, why?!God must have been blind!He squinted his eyes in agitation and sneered. “Hey, Charlie, you seem to live a good life after marrying Claire! You can even drive a BMW now! Did Claire buy it for you? You really are the role model of a toyboy!”Claire was annoyed by his remark while Loreen quickly said, “Clinton, you’re wrong, it’s not Claire who bought the car but Charlie who had bought it himself!”“Wow!” Clinton twitched his lips. “Awesome, you can even afford a BMW 5 Series now!”Then, he said in a provocative tone, “Hey, the streets are very quiet here and also very straight and wide, how about we have a race down the street to see who can drive faster?”
Clinton couldn’t hold back his thrill when he heard the term of their bet.His car was the 540 model while Charlie’s was the 520. The loser could not possibly win even if he tried. He was impressed by Charlie’s audacity to make such a big bet with him!His car would be a total waste when the three-meter fireworks were ignited in his car. Everything—the interior, seats, and dashboard—would be ruined in an instant.Charlie was digging his own grave, so he might as well give him a good push!Clinton nodded without hesitation and shouted, “Guys, you’ll be our witnesses! We’ll race to see whose car is faster. Whoever loses, put the fireworks inside his car and ignite it!”Then, he added, “If anyone dares to violate the bet, his whole family will die!”The guys standing at the side of the road cheered loudly. The rest of the classmates who were inside the restaurant rushed out after hearing what was going on. About twenty to thirty people gathered around the door, waiting for the rac
Charlie’s 520 had a mere 184-horsepower engine while his 540 had 340 horsepower. His car should be much faster and powerful than Charlie’s! How could he overtake him so easily?!Similarly, the people watching the race were dumbfounded!No one would have thought that Charlie, whom they assumed was bound to lose, would overtake Clinton in a swift motion like an arrow released from the bow! In fact, Charlie’s car sped off and left Clinton far behind instantly!Clinton wasn’t even halfway through the race and Charlie had already turned around at the intersection at the end of the road!When Clinton reached the intersection, Charlie had already driven the car back to the starting line!Charlie had won!A landslide victory at that!After turning around at the intersection, Clinton saw Charlie already at the finish line and he almost fainted!What was going on!What the h*ck was going on!Since when could the BMW 520 surpass the 540 so much?No, it couldn’t be! That b*stard must ha
Clinton had lost his mind at this moment.He didn’t want to be humiliated by Charlie the loser in front of his friends.So, he bit his lips, grabbed the fireworks from Douglas, and threw them into his car.Then, as he picked up a lighter and grabbed the end of the firework, he shouted, “Look here, all of you! I’m not a sore loser! I don’t need Charlie’s sympathy!”Then, he lit the lighter and lit the fireworks!In an instant, the fireworks were ignited and burst into cracks in the car!At first, flames were burning inside the car, but very soon, the car was filled with thick white smoke. The sound of the constantly exploding fireworks made Clinton’s heart bleeding in agony, but it made the onlookers extremely excited and thrilled.Many of them took out their phones to record the bizarre scene. They planned to post these videos online to share it with the netizens.The 3-meter fireworks continuously exploded and popped and soon, the cushion seats of the BMW 540 were blown up. Th
Pausing, Mr. Bay continued, "If they're not that upset with the idea, I'll bang my gavel and make the call so that you can at least stay as a vice president."If they keep refusing, I just have to promote Mr. Zonda to become a vice president while you take over his position of head-of-department as insurance. What do you think?"Jacob certainly wouldn't protest the idea of insurance, especially when he thought he would be forced to leave the Calligraphy and Painting Association altogether earlier. He quickly exclaimed gratefully, "Thank you so much, Mr. Bay!"Mr. Bay chuckled, clearly relieved as well. "Come on, Jacob—you don't have to be so formal. I'm like a brother to you! Don't you think that's what I should be doing?"Jacob laughed earnestly for once. "Well, brother, I'm honestly relieved…" He trailed off but soon pressed on, "But I have to ask, won't the other members have things to say even if you manage to persuade the other vice presidents? What if they remain unhappy?
There were times when making a person despair to some extent could be a people-strategy.For example, when your distant acquaintance asked for a ten grand loan but you could only lend him one, you couldn't tell him directly that. It would make them think you were being insincere.The better option would be to tell them how you were worse off than they were and had a debt yourself, or that some other friend had borrowed money for three years and never repaid it.And when that mere acquaintance was in despair, you could tell them that if it was really important, you could lend them one thousand with a credit card loan.That way, while the mere acquaintance wouldn't exactly be awash with gratitude, they at least wouldn't complain about your lack of sincerity.That was exactly what Mr. Bay was doing.He had no intention of offending Jacob, but he also couldn't directly tell him to give up on claiming the position as president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association. Otherwise, Ja
Jacob felt absolutely horrible just then, and he certainly did not expect Don Albert to give him the cold shoulder.If he had known, he would have just stayed content with the 200 thousand he had made and enjoyed his trip to Dubai! If he had, the Calligraphy and Painting Association wouldn't have found out about the bronze sculpture plot, and Don Albert would still be on friendly terms with him.Absolutely regretting everything, Jacob got in the backseat of the cab, tears of grief almost welling up and out of his eyes.Then, noticing that the cabbie was quietly watching him from the rearview mirror, he turned his face aside, whipped out his phone, and called Mr. Bay.As soon as Mr. Bay answered, he asked, "How did things go over there? Have you sorted out Zachary Evans yet?"He was waiting for Jacob to ask Don Albert for help so that the latter would pressure Zachary into posting a statement retracting his previous claims.However, Jacob knew full well that there was no hope for
Ramond replied, "I'm not planning on getting my name out there—I was just thinking I could start slow from one shop, but now, I'm suddenly so popular everyone's consulting me for appraisals, so I guess that's the short end of this."Either way, I'm planning to let things cool off by opening the shop late and closing early. That way, I'd receive fewer customers, and the hype will die down in a month."Once it does, I'll lead a slow life, which is perfect in Aurous Hill since it's how things are here. I'm not aiming to get rich or expand my business, and it's a comfortable life, so I plan to retire here."Charlie nodded. "The Rothschilds are relatively manageable, but I'm not sure if the Qing Eliminating Society is still looking for you and the Four-Sided Treasure Tower. You'll be completely free once they are wiped out.""And I'm sure with your abilities, Mr. Wade, that day will soon arrive." Raymond smiled and soon remembered. "By the way, you probably haven't had dinner yet, right
Charlie was never one who covered up misdeeds, and what Jacob had done reflected his corrupted character and clear refusal to feel remorse.As such, Charlie naturally refused to offer any help, completely giving up and allowing Jacob to keep going off on his own tangent, tearing himself apart in the process.Still, Raymond did put a good word in for Jacob. "Actually, one can understand Mr. Wilson's motives from a certain point of view. I was the one who set him up so that he broke that vase, and had him beaten up so that we didn't arouse suspicion. He has every reason to bear a grudge."Charlie sighed, nodding. "There's no issue with holding a grudge or getting revenge—in fact, I have no problem with him trying to salvage some pride. However, what he did was unseemly, and he doesn't know when to stop."He didn't lose anything before Zachary exposed everything. Even if he had missed a killer deal, he bought it off someone's hand in the first place and made two hundred grand in clean
With those words, Jacob didn't wait any further as he turned and left Antique Street, intent on seeking legal counsel.Raymond watched him leave before returning to Treasure Measure.He wasn't going to leave, but he had said so because he didn't want to waste much time with Jacob.Still, to avoid any trouble, he turned the sign outside to 'closed' before locking the door from the inside.That was when a man suddenly arrived, asking through the glass door, "Can I still take a look inside, sir?"Raymond was ready to refuse without even turning around when he realized that it was Charlie.He turned around and saw him standing outside just as expected.Smiling, he hurried over to open the door for him. "It's been a while, Mr. Wade!"Charlie was aware that Raymond was sticking to his identity of 'Raymond Cole' who had not been in touch since Raymond had been fired from Vintage Deluxe.Charlie chuckled in turn. "It has indeed. And you're a business owner yourself now, too.""It's j
Jacob zipped toward Raymond, his attitude immediately subservient, "I'm sure you've seen what Zachary Evans posted on his Twitter page, and to be honest, it's so terrible that my position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association has been affected too. I mean, you've made a lot of money, right?"Hell, even if you donated ten million, you'd still have another ten million and 970 thousand in net profits. So, all I'd like to ask is for you to post something to disclaim Zachary's post.Jacob's words left Raymond in thought.For Jacob, just being suspected of fraud would definitely be terrible. In fact, his position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association would definitely be threatened—if not dismissed altogether—if he wasn't cleared of suspicion.Since Jacob was Charlie Wade's father-in-law, Raymond had reason not to drive Jacob over the brink.But that also begged another question—it must be under Charlie's intention for Zachary to post his confession, and that meant Charlie in
Raymond couldn't help chuckling just as Jacob finished—he had honestly never heard of anyone who demanded a refund after donating to charity, but he was certainly seeing one now.Still, the receptionist was clearly experienced and slowly explained, "Sir, it's a legal clause of the country that all donations for philanthropy purposes can not be refunded under most circumstances—""It truly was a mistake," Jacob quickly said, cutting the receptionist off. "I was going to donate thirty thousand but pressed an extra zero by mistake. Please discuss this with your management—you just have to refund 27 thousand, see?""Sorry, sir," the receptionist apologized. "But it's a strict rule that we ourselves do not get to access the funds that have been donated into our accounts. Every donation will be screened extensively, and if you consider that there was a major oversight on your part, you may seek legal counsel to appeal for a refund. If the courts back your appeal, our organization will the
Nonetheless, Jacob darted into Treasure Measure and plucked off his mask, asking nervously, "Excuse me, Mr. Cole? It's me… Jacob Wilson…"Raymond looked up, pausing for a moment before acting as if he was actually curious, "Mr. Wilson! What brings you here? Don't tell me—you want that bronze sculpture back too?""No, no, no…" Jacob quickly shook his head. "I would never… I returned all the way from Dubai to apologize!""Apologize?" Raymond smiled faintly, and he did not play dumb this time as he asked bluntly, "Did you come back because of Zachary Evan's post?"Knowing he couldn't deny it any longer, Jacob nodded, "Yeah…"Raymond nodded and said calmly, "That's unnecessary. I was the one who benefited in the end."Jacob wasn't quite keeping up—thinking that Raymond was just trying to be nice by telling him he didn't have to apologize, he quickly pulled out his phone.Tapping on it and bringing up his transaction records, he handed it to Raymond reverently, "Mr. Cole, I understan