Chapter 292: Chapter 290: 290: It's Mainly Because He's Handsome_1

Greg Jensen bowed his head, his eyes filled with aggression.

Beverly Hall felt somewhat panicked being looked at like this and said in a trembling voice, “Greg… Mr. Jensen, what are you going to do?”

“I want to!”

“Hmm?”

Before Beverly could figure out what was happening, those thin lips had already kissed her.

“Mmm…”

Beverly wanted to say “Don’t,” but she didn’t even have the chance to open her mouth, and her body was as limp as a pile of mud.

It didn’t take long before she was lost in his warm embrace.

“Mr. Jensen, not here, I’ll call you tonight.”

“Shh, don’t talk.”

The temperature inside the dressing room rapidly increased, and the breathing of the two people became more and more rapid.

…

In the rest area, Trey Holmes sat idly.

At that moment, the female sales associate who had left earlier came over, placed the paperwork and car keys on the table, and said with a smile, “Hello, your car is ready, you can drive it away anytime.”

After speaking, she looked around somewhat surprised and said quizzically, “Hey, hasn’t Beverly come back yet?”

“No, is your fitting room far from here?”

“Not far.”

The sales associate couldn’t help but feel puzzled, but still smiled and said, “Please wait here for a moment, I’ll go check for you.”

At that moment, Beverly and Greg Jensen came from afar.

Greg was still looking fine, very spirited, but Beverly looked somewhat off.

Not only was her spirit lacking, but her face was also very flushed, and it seemed she was sweating profusely, with wisps of hair sticking to her face.

She walked with a limp, as if she had twisted her ankle.

“Boss…”

Trey, thinking of something, suddenly turned red and asked, “Boss, are you okay?”

Greg smiled and said, “I’m very good.”

Seeing his reaction, Trey couldn’t help but roll his eyes, cursing inwardly ‘the king of the sea’, and with a huff, picked up the keys and other items from the table and walked out.

Greg turned his head, looked at Beverly, and said with a smile, “Well… I’ll be going now, call me when you’re free.”

“Yeah, I won’t see you out,” Beverly replied weakly.

Greg gave Beverly a smile, nodded to the other female sales associate, and then turned around and left.

It was only then that the nearby sales associate finally understood what had happened in the dressing room just now.

She looked at Beverly with a dumbfounded face and said blankly, “You two… just now in the fitting room…”

“Yeah.”

Beverly’s face was as red as blood, and she softly nodded her head.

The sales associate was stupefied and said in disbelief, “You… you know him?”

Beverly, blushing, lowered her head and said in a voice as small as a mosquito, “I don’t know him.”

“You don’t know him, and you still went and… did that?”

“I don’t know what happened either, I just didn’t refuse.”

Beverly lifted her head, looking distressed at the sales associate, and said, “Elizabeth, am I shameless?”

“Beverly, what should I say about you, was it worth it for a sale of more than half a million?”

Elizabeth Lampe was somewhat annoyed; she had known Beverly for a long time, not just as colleagues, but also as good friends.

And she had been at the job longer than Beverly, telling her on the first day that she shouldn’t abandon her principles for the sake of sales.

She had never imagined that Beverly would come to this day.

However, upon hearing her words, Beverly also seemed a little lost and said in distress, “Elizabeth, it really wasn’t for the sake of the sale.”

“Even for the sake of sales, once the order was signed, did I need to do that with him?”

Elizabeth was taken aback again, puzzled, “If it wasn’t for sales, then what was it for?”

“I… I don’t know why.”

As she said this, Beverly’s complexion turned red again, and she stammered, “I just… just wanted to do that with him.”

“You…”

Elizabeth’s face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and she said angrily, “I think you did it just for the sake of sales!”

Beverly lifted her head, shook it slightly, her sensuous lips curling into a sweet smile:

“Sales or whatever are not important, the main thing is that he’s handsome, and his body is really attractive.”

Looking at Elizabeth, she teased with a mischievous grin, “If you saw his abs, you’d probably go crazier than me.”

“Really… is he that good-looking?”

“Not just good-looking, but also nice to touch. Let me tell you…”

In the spacious exhibition hall, the two female sales associates huddled together, whispering and gossiping.

Before long, both their faces flushed crimson, like the proud sun in winter, warm and bright, but not scorching hot.

…

After buying the car, the H6 was tossed to a junior assistant, while Greg drove the newly purchased Wrangler to the Peach Blossom Farm.

The greenhouses were already built, lined up one after another, a sight to behold from afar.

In the middle of a cold winter day, construction at the site had stopped, and only a few workers hired from Peach Blossom Village were still in the greenhouses, tending to the medicinal herbs and vegetables.

The old Liu sat in a makeshift office made of shipping containers, sipping tea and smoking, watching the greenhouses outside with great pleasure.

He felt incredibly content, reflecting on his past life, filled with fighting and menacing ordinary folks, he felt like he had wasted the first half of his life.

Was that any way to live?

Old Liu increasingly felt that admitting his fear and following Greg was the best decision he had made in his life.

Without Greg, there would be no him today.

In the past, villagers were terrified of him, superficially respectful but secretly they probably wanted to skin him alive.

Now, who wouldn’t give him a thumbs up upon seeing him?

All this was brought to him by Greg.

Not only had he made a lot of money by following Greg, but he also earned people’s respect, something he never dared dream of before.

“This is what life should be!”

Old Liu sighed contentedly, about to pick up his teacup when he suddenly saw a figure approaching the door. He took a closer look, then quickly ran to the door to open it in advance, squeezing out a somewhat fawning smile.

“Mr. Jensen, what brings you here?”

“Hmm, I came to have a look.”

Greg glanced inside the room and saw that besides a desk, there was only a single bed and a cabinet.

He frowned and said, “Didn’t I tell you to build a small building? Why are you still living in a place like this? Outsiders will think I’m mistreating you.”

“It’s built, but it’s too cold to work on construction now, so we took a break. We’ll continue once spring comes next year.”

“Hmm.”

Greg nodded and asked, “The New Year is almost here, and the farm can’t be left unattended. Have you arranged for the staff over the festival?”

Old Liu said with a smile, “Let them go home. I don’t have any elders at home anyway, so I’ll spend it here, alone and happy with the peace and quiet.”

Greg knew he was proclaiming his loyalty and pondered for a moment before saying, “You can’t manage it all alone, hire a few more workers.

During the New Year period, pay them triple wages, improve the food standards, and the rest of the benefits you can arrange as you see fit.

I have one requirement: make sure there are no problems on the farm, and that the workers feel as though they’re spending the New Year at home, lively and happy.”

Knowing not to push his luck, Old Liu dared not say anything more and readily agreed, “Alright, I’ll tell them right away.”

“Hmm.”

Greg nodded and then took a walk around the greenhouses, noticing that the medicinal herbs and vegetables had sprouted and were growing well.