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

you to meet him?” Marshall snorted. “He’s

the commotion outside?

in her thirties came out from the inside. She was dressed in business attire,

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

when her eyes fell on Levi. “Well, well, isn’t this the great Mr.

vaguely remember her as Mandy Guillemin, who was

would be subservient and servile whenever she saw

that she was a manager

it’s me. I’m here to buy a car, but your people wouldn’t

was right! Our time is precious, so why should we entertain

don’t

 on Coastal Street right now if I

you mean I don’t have the

what you’re capable of? You just came out of prison and you’re

“Is that how

for one, am realistic!” Mandy retaliated. “You were worth billions six years ago, and I’d served you like a slave. But now you’re nothing, so

lost now! You’re not welcomed here, you poor bastard!” Mandy gave him a