82: Chapter 82: Offering You a Taste of Wealth and Honor 82: Chapter 82: Offering You a Taste of Wealth and Honor Actually, when Louise Garrett ca to the capital, it took a great deal of courage; she did not know whether arriving here was right or wrong, and she was filled with many hesitations.
To stop or to continue, would there be a future…
She was a rather rational woman, and she had to consider far more than Yusuf Zuck, especially since she really didn’t understand him at all.
Confused and impulsive, they ended up in bed together after being moved by emotion; although she really liked the man in front of her nad Yusuf Zuck, it was not yet true love.
She wanted to try and get closer, but was also afraid of doing so, because she feared regretting it later due to various reasons if in the end, they were not compatible.
And if she were to break things off with Yusuf Zuck now, that would undoubtedly leave behind the most wonderful mory in her life.
But…
she didn’t want to break things off, so she was conflicted.
Won are creatures of complex emotions and sentintalism.
The mont he held her hand, the mont they walked through the crowd, it felt magical, a joy that made her heart race.
She had been in love before and had secretly harbored feelings for a male classmate during her youthful days.
As everyone knows, when one harbors a secret crush and gets close to that person, the heart beats faster.
The secret crushes of youth are an experience that everyone goes through, the most magical period of life.
Of course, that period is usually limited to unrequited love, and few people take the next step, so the crush remains forever buried in the heart.
Now, she found that sa feeling with Yusuf Zuck, a feeling that was magical and desirable, bringing her involuntary pleasure.
Whether this was love or not, she could not say for sure, but at this mont, she felt very happy.
She ate a lot of the zha jiang noodles and was very full, probably deriving more enjoynt from the al because she was in a good mood; everything felt so beautiful.
Yusuf Zuck also ate quite a bit, and after finishing the al, they got back into the car, and Yusuf Zuck started to feel conflicted again.
He had originally planned to have several hundred rounds with Louise Garrett after her arrival in the capital.
Young and vigorous, he was constantly surrounded by beautiful won, so naturally, he had desires.
But now…
his conflict was that he and Louise Garrett simply did not have the ti.
It was already six in the evening; the company had closed.
Ruth Wilcox hadn’t called, likely because she was working overti, but she would definitely look for him soon, and he also had important matters to attend to that evening, so there was no ti for a lengthy encounter with Louise Garrett.
“Louise, my boss has been in danger recently and almost got kidnapped.
So, my job lately is to not leave her side twenty-four hours a day.
Therefore, I can’t leave tonight.
Is it okay if I co and find you during the day tomorrow?” Yusuf Zuck explained apologetically.
“Work is important.
Don’t let hold you back from your job,” Louise Garrett said with a smiling nod.
“But I…
I want to be with you…” Yusuf Zuck whispered into her ear.
“Tsk,” hearing Yusuf Zuck’s straightforward words, Louise Garrett blushed and playfully spat at him, “You’re like a springti male lion.”
“I am your lion, however you like it!” Yusuf Zuck’s eyes bulged; he was truly fired up.
“It’s not the right ti…” Louise Garrett murmured softly.
“Not the right ti?” Yusuf Zuck imdiately probed with telekinesis, and then beca confused; she really wasn’t in the right state, and moreover, this ant that tomorrow would be a no-go as well.
“Did you invite here just to satisfy your personal needs?” Louise Garrett suddenly asked.
“No,” Yusuf Zuck, who was driving towards the Ruiz Family district, answered with a smile, “That kind of thing can only be a spice in love, like the sauce on the zha jiang noodles we just had.
Without the sauce, the noodles alone would be tasteless.”
“Very philosophically aningful.
By the way, what level of education did you finish?” Louise Garrett deftly changed the topic.
“I guess I just finished junior high and didn’t graduate from high school.
That’s the level of my education.” Yusuf Zuck didn’t think that not having a higher education made him any less than others.
These days, it’s not about academic degrees, but about capabilities.
Having a degree without the skills is utterly useless.
“What about your family, what do your parents do?” Miles O’Brien continued to ask.
“My mother passed away from cancer two months ago, my father is just a regular Joe from Xiaojing, and I have a younger sister who’s attending university in the capital, studying at the Film Academy.
One day, when I make big money, I’ll support her.
She must beco a huge star!”
“You’re already making big money now,” Miles O’Brien said with a smile.
“What about you?
Who’s in your family?” Yusuf Zuck asked in return.
“Both my parents are alive, and I also have a younger sister who’s a soldier in Guangzhou, even a special forces operative at that.”
“Oh, so are you related to Boss He?” Yusuf Zuck suddenly asked.
“We used to be neighbors, living in the sa alley.”
“So there’s that connection, no wonder.”
Soon, while chatting, Yusuf Zuck found himself back at the Ruiz Family’s area.
Miles O’Brien got out of the car, and after agreeing to et the next day, Yusuf Zuck hurried to the company.
He was currently driving Ms.
Wilcox’s A8 around, picking up beauties.
It was a case of using a company car for personal purposes, but Ms.
Wilcox turned a blind eye to it, seemingly indulging him.
If anyone else dared to gallivant around in her vehicle, they’d be in for it.
Of course, no one else would have the nerve to drive her car around like that.
When he returned to the office, Ms.
Wilcox was still at work, but everyone else had already left.
“Wait for for five minutes, then we can go ho,” Ms.
Wilcox indicated for Yusuf Zuck to sit down and take a rest, while she continued to work diligently.
Yusuf Zuck had no reservations, grabbing a cup of water and drinking it in one go, then picking up a magazine, propping his legs up, and starting to read with great interest.
About three minutes later, Ms.
Wilcox looked up and saw Yusuf Zuck lounging about and engrossed in the magazine.
He really didn’t consider himself an outsider.
Out of all the employees, he was the only one who dared to be so bold in her presence.
“How about your jade?
Has it been appraised yet?” Ms.
Wilcox didn’t care about how Yusuf Zuck was acting, she truly indulged him.
“Oh right, speaking of the jade, Ms.
Wilcox, what if I offer you a ticket to wealth—are you interested?” Yusuf Zuck closed the magazine and suddenly leaned over Ms.
Wilcox’s desk, his eyes sparkling.
He had already thought it through—partnering with Ms.
Wilcox was the best way to go big, and since he had ssed up the Fengdu expansion before, he felt he could give her a hand.
“A ticket to wealth?
What do you an?
Have you sold your jade?
Made a profit?
Are you going to give a red envelope?” Ms.
Wilcox spoke teasingly.
“I’m being serious here,” Yusuf Zuck said as he pulled out the wallet Ruth Wilcox had given him, took out a bank card and a transaction receipt—it was a proof of transfer—and handed them over to Ms.
Wilcox.
Ms.
Wilcox took them, puzzled.
However, after just one glance at the receipt, she froze.
The transaction slip bore Yusuf Zuck’s na, showing two transaction records, and the account balance below was forty-three million nine hundred thousand.
Forty-three million nine hundred thousand, and the account belonged to her driver.
Her driver, the forr little security guard of the company, had beco a millionaire.
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PS: During the new book phase, I’ll maintain two regular updates, and it will pick up speed in a few days, quite fast indeed.
My dear fans should know, it took twenty-one months, less than two years, to write five million words.
Is that fast enough?
There will be updates of ten or eight chapters soon.
Now rest up.
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