Dragon Master

“Who dare to fucking talk to me in this way?”

When Grant was flaring up and heard someone said he was nothing, he started scolding without thinking.

However, he froze after he turned around and found who that person was.

A middle-aged man with a square face as well as big ears stood in front of him in a dignified way. He glared at his eyes furiously.

“Well, it is the first time that I have seen you behave in such an aggressive way. Are you get used to lord it over others and forget what your identity and responsibility is? We’re serving for the people, not showing off!”

Grant’s forehead suddenly sweated. He bowed in a terrified manner and showed a flattering expression, “Why are you here, Mr. Bobby? They have beaten my son. That’s why I didn’t think too much and scold them.”

Quintin almost felt his blood went cold when seeing President Bobby came and started to look at Maximilian in a different way.

Quintin couldn’t figure out who Maximilian really was? Everyone said he was just a loser who relied on his family. How could his random call make the chairman in the Zachary Restaurant treat him so nicely? And how did his call make the President in the Restaurant Association of H city come here?

It was more unexpected than a tale and was more terrifying than a horror story!

Quintin was suddenly in a trance and Maximilian’s figure was like a monster from his view.

Deacon gave Maximilian a thumb up and whispered, “Mr. Lee, you’re really a powerful man.”

“Well, it’s not a big deal.” Maximilian answered.

Seeing his indifferent expression, Deacon thought he was a big figure who was modest about showing his real identity. Only a big figure would be so calm when doing such a thing. If it were others, they would definitely brag.

such a powerful man, don’t

a lightning passed through in his mind. His feet were weak and sat

money on dinning out and hanging around because he was the director of the association.

restaurant companies. If they found out he was suspended, they might

on breaking out in cold sweat when thinking of this. His clothes was suddenly soaked and he was drowning

really sorry, Mr. Lee. Grant is getting more and more rampant. We have already received many letters

longer live a carefree

in front of Maximilian.

my fault not teaching my son properly. I will let him apologize to you now, please…please

sneered and didn’t

apologize to Mr. Lee! No, just sit

in a daze, and slowly slipped down

ground, then bent

you. You’re a mighty man and definitely deserve a wife like Victoria. I cannot

my son and me know we are wrong. You can instruct us to do anything for an apology. We can even

others looked at each other, feeling they are fortunate to

by making two calls and letting

powerful man in H city

and smiled flatteringly, “Mr. Lee, how should I handle

should do. Are you going to interceding for these black

follow the

“Come here and