Dragon Master

“It’s been an hour now. Where is the person you talked to? Who will come to acquire the Zachary Restaurant?” Quintin pointed his luxury watch and spat at Maximilian.

“I know you’re just being pretentious. You want to acquire our restaurant? I think you’re talking about buying lettuce or tofu in the market. Do you know what will happen if you show off in front of me? It’s not simply about being beaten.”

Maximilian glanced at him, picked up his cup to drink tea, and seemed to care nothing about his words.

Steven was angry about Quintin’s words and wanted to quarrel with him, but she was stopped by Maximilian’s hint.

Quintin got more reckless when Maximilian didn’t respond him.

“Fuck you, have you lost your tongue? Are you coming for free tea? Where are your people? Who will come to acquire our restaurant? Let them come! I want to see who they really are.”

“You are such a shit! I must send someone to kick your ass and let you know what the consequence of pissing me off is! Come on, security guards. Drag him out and beat this shit in front of the door!”

Seeing there was a chance to show off, the security guards hurriedly gathered together and surrounded Maximilian.

“Hey, dude, stop fighting. There, just go out, lie on the ground and let us beat you as Quintin required.”

Maximilian sneered without saying a word, as if he didn’t hear anything.

The security guards looked at each other. The leader rolled up his sleeves and was ready to pull Maximilian out.

At this time, Deacon rushed into the room with his secretary.

the hair on the back of his neck almost stood up when he saw what the guards were

not hooligans!”

sound behind them. They

rushed to Deacon and whispered to explain what

up and said with a smile, “Why are you here? Mr. Deacon. We met a loser

deal?” Deacon stared at him and wanted to

be beaten! What was wrong with Quintin by calling him

threaten Mr. Ferguson was definitely much more powerful than him. Quintin was not

and glared at Quintin as if he wanted

glare and asked, “What’s wrong with you, Mr. Deacon? Why are you looking at me like this? I am simply telling

Quintin’s

me? I have shares in Zachary Restaurant and I am one of the shareholders. You’re

only knows how to seek for fun. How dare you tell the guards to beat

Mr. Lee?” Quintin was confused, held his swollen

He was nodding and bowing, showing a flattering

truly sorry about that, so does our president. You can do anything to educate

seeing this scene. Was that a hallucination? How could Deacon, who was pompous to everyone, be

a loser who relies on his wife’s family. Are you mistaking him for someone else?” Quintin asked

already contacted our president to acquire the Zachary Restaurant! If it were not for you, how could he do this? This restaurant

words were like a hammer that beat hard on Quintin’s

really comes to negotiate about