Manager Zhang looked at Jay Brentâs fierce eyes and immediately backed down, reluctantly nodding as he said, âIâll do it!â
âHaha, thatâs more like it.â
Jay Brent patted his shoulder and laughed heartily, âDonât worry, I wonât let you suffer. Even if youâre not around here, your salary will still be paid as usual.
Once you get to the south, youâll be able to receive two salaries at the same time.â
Manager Zhangâs face relaxed quite a bit, and he said with a forced smile, âThen Iâll thank President Song in advance.â
âWhy be so polite, weâre brothers after all. Let me tell you, when you meet the person tomorrowâ¦â
â¦
That afternoon, Alfredo Harrison called Greg Jensen back to arrange a meeting time for the next day.
However, he also made it clear on the phone that he wasnât very familiar with the seller, and that Greg Jensen would have to negotiate and see for himself.
Greg Jensen didnât suspect anything and naturally agreed, even thanking Alfredo Harrison for his help.
Although Alfredo Harrison didnât know exactly what Jay Brent was up to, he knew there must be a catch involved.
He wanted to give a warning, but was afraid of Jay Brentâs power and could only hint extremely vaguely, âItâs a big deal worth two or three million, so you should take a closer look before signing the contract.â
âYes, I understand, thanks for the reminder.â
âThen I wonât disturb you anymore.â
After hanging up the phone, Alfredo Harrison sighed helplessly and said, âWell, Iâve given my warning; if something goes wrong now, they canât blame it on me, right?â
The next morning, Alfredo Harrison brought the person arranged by Jay Brent to the Wright Clubhouse, made the introductions, and then took his leave quickly, claiming he had urgent business at the company.
Greg Jensen didnât mind, and got straight to asking about the price.
The manager surnamed Yu pondered for a moment and said, âOur boss said before going abroad that this piece of land is like chicken ribs: tasteless, but a pity to discard. As long as we donât lose money, weâre willing to sell it.
When we bought this land, it only cost two million, so you can just give two million for it.â
Greg Jensenâs eyebrows raised. This was his first encounter with such an honest seller, and according to his understanding, two million was indeed a cheap price, even a bargain.
Such a cheap plot of landâcould there be a catch?
He hesitated for a long time, ultimately swayed by the price, and signed a contract with Manager Yu.
Manager Yu said, âLetâs agree on this first, the money needs to be transferred to my boss before I can take you to do the transfer procedures.â
âPayment in advance? For buying land, who ever pays in advance?â Greg Jensen frowned.
Adrian Wright hesitated, then said, âMr. Jensen, itâs indeed true that sometimes payments are made upfront, although itâs not common.â
âI see.â
Greg Jensen nodded and said, âOkay then, Iâll transfer the two million to your account first, and then you can accompany me to do the procedures.â
âNo problem,â Manager Yu said, smiling broadly.
Greg Jensen took out his phone and transferred two million to the other party.
After a while, Manager Yu checked his balance, then smiled even more gleefully, his attitude much improved, and he even offered to help speed up the approval process by pulling some strings.
Speeding up the process was naturally good, and without a second thought, Greg Jensen agreed.
So the group sat in the clubhouseâs tea room for a while, until Manager Yu finally managed to get through to his friend.
After understanding the situation, he put down the phone with a helpless expression and said with a bitter face, âMr. Jensen, my friend is on a business trip and wonât be back until tomorrow morning.
How about this? Iâll leave all the landâs paperwork with you for now, and weâll go together tomorrow morning to finalize everything.
This way it will be faster. If we go through the regular channels, thereâs no telling when it will be done.â
Greg Jensen hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, âOkay, Iâll contact you tomorrow morning.â
âSure.â
Manager Yu stood up and said apologetically, âIâm really sorry, Mr. Jensen.â
âHaha, itâs okay, itâs inevitable to encounter this or that kind of problem in business.â
Greg shook hands with the other party and sent him out of the clubhouse.
Upon returning, he found Spencer and Adrian examining the documents, so he directly asked, âIs there any problem with the paperwork?â
With a smile, Spencer responded, âWhat could we tell? Whether thereâs a problem or not, weâll find out tomorrow when we get to the place.â
âHmm.â
Greg didnât take it seriously, handed the tidying up to Adrian to take care of, and then drove to Jamae University to pick up Vince and the others to take them home.
Originally, it was just Vince he was picking up, but Ryan said heâd run out of living expenses and had nowhere to eat, so he insisted on coming over for a meal.
Vince had a very good relationship with her and naturally couldnât refuse, so she brought Ryan along as well.
Angela followed Ryan over.
Seeing he had some time, Greg decided to treat the three girls to a high-end Chinese restaurant, the renowned Pear Inn known as the âWhampoa Military Academy of Cantonese cuisine.â
Itâs said that the Pear Inn earned the moniker âWhampoa Military Academy of Cantonese cuisineâ mainly because of its strict demands on chefs and its excellent consistency in ingredients and dishes.
Many famous chefs in Cantonese cuisine started their careers here, which is why it received such a title.
It has to be said, the food was indeed excellent, but it was also genuinely expensive.
Greg and his companions ordered some classic Cantonese dishes like crispy pigeon and typhoon shelter fried crab, without daring to choose any overly expensive items, yet the bill still came to four or five thousand.
The three women all had tense expressions, eating the dishes clean as if facing an enemy.
Greg found it somewhat amusing but said nothing.
He took the opportunity of going to the restroom to pull Ryan into a menâs stall.
Ryan was startled, lowered her voice, and said nervously, âWhat⦠what are you doing, youâre not thinking of doing⦠this here, are you?â
Gregâs face darkened at her words, and he tapped on her little head, chastising with a smile, âWhatâs with all those thoughts in your small head? Always thinking about lewd stuff?â
Ryan argued defiantly, âHow can you blame me? Who told you to drag me into a menâs restroom?â
Greg gave her a speechless look, then took out twenty thousand yuan from his bag, handed it over, and said,
âDidnât you say you were out of living expenses? Take this for now. If itâs not enough, let me know.â
Ryan stared in astonishment, âYou⦠you pulled me in here just to give me money?â
âWhat else? Hurry up and take it before Vince sees us and it becomes awkward.â
While speaking, Greg was about to stuff the money into her hand.
However, Ryanâs expression turned stern, and she said coldly, âGreg, what do you take me for? Iâm with you because I like you. Whatâs the meaning of giving me money?â
âUhâ¦â
Caught off guard, Greg stood there, uttering in confusion, âBut didnât you say you had no living expenses left?â
âI made that up as an excuse to mooch a meal; did you actually believe it?â
Ryan looked at Gregâs bewildered expression and found it somewhat endearing. Finally, she couldnât help but laugh, pressed her finger against his forehead, and hummed,
âHow can be you so dense? Didnât you notice all the brand names Iâm wearing? How could I lack living expenses?â
âOh, right, thatâs true.â
âThen why donât you hurry up and take the money back?â
Greg came to his senses, replied with a âyes,â put the money back into the bag, and said with a wry smile, âSorry, I really thought you were out of living money.â