The Protector

Right then, a few men in suits arrived.

The salesperson immediately went up to greet him, “Mr. Olsen, you’re here?”

“Yeah, I’m here to buy a car. What’s wrong? Do I need to make an appointment for that?” One of the men asked.

The salesperson smiled obsequiously, “No, sir! Please, come in. You’re always welcomed here.”

Marshall Olsen smiled.

That’s another hundreds of thousands order there, perhaps even a million.

“Hmm? Hold up! Why are they allowed to enter?” Levi asked quizzically.

“Hmph, because they can afford to buy a car and you can’t!” Marshall said straightforwardly.

Several other salespersons looked at Levi with a mocking face as well.

Why should we waste our time on people who have no intentions to buy a car?

meet your manager!” Levi barked, his face

are you to meet him?” Marshall snorted.

commotion outside?

came out from the inside. She was dressed

way in when he’s not even here to buy a car!” Marshall said, pointing at

when her eyes fell on Levi. “Well, well,

could vaguely remember her as Mandy Guillemin, who was a mere salesperson six years

would be subservient

she was a manager

a car,

Our time is precious, so why should

told you I don’t

single 4S dealership store on Coastal Street right now if

I

know what you’re capable of? You just came out of

how

years ago, and I’d served you like a slave. But

You’re not welcomed here, you