Quentin stared at Haylanâs back and gritted his teeth as he spoke. His eyes were filled with hatred, anger, and killing intent.
As the departmentâs director, he had always been high and mighty. He had always bossed his subordinates around and even plundered the salaries of those employees who got into the company by relying on their connections with him. He had indirectly received protection fees. He had been leading a good life.
However, since the arrival of Haylan, everything had changed.
Not only did Haylan not give him protection fees, but he was also disrespectful to him in public.
Moreover, Haylan had managed to become the deputy department head in a very short period of time, which was almost on par with him.
The most infuriating thing was that Haylan was so domineering that he beat him up just because of a few words. He even enlisted the support of Larry, leaving him helpless.
Most importantly, behind Haylan stood Reign.
It was obvious that Reign was doing this to let Haylan take his place!
If he left it like that, with Haylanâs ability, he would be out of the picture in less than a month.
On the way back to the security department, he had been thinking about how to deal with Haylan.
He thought about it and finally came to the conclusion that the fastest way to chase Haylan away was to kill him!
Only by killing Haylan could he sit firmly in the directorâs position.
âProfessional assassins?â David was stunned.
âThatâs right. We must find professional assassins and kill him when he entertains everyone tonight.â Quentin said with a sinister smile.
âBut I canât find professional assassins.â David looked troubled.
He was just a security guard. How could he know professional assassins?
Moreover, the assassin industry was so mysterious. If they could be found easily by an ordinary person like him, they must be incompetent and useless.
âCanât find them?â
Quentin turned around, stared at David, and said, âI donât care if you can find them or not, but you have to kill Haylan tonight no matter what.â
âAs long as you kill Haylan. Iâll get my uncle to recommend you to be deputy department head.â
âReally?â
âYeah!â
âBut, Mr. Hackbart, itâs illegal to kill someone. If I get caught, Iâll have to go to jail.â David looked troubled.
Bam!
Quentinâs eyes were filled with anger. He slapped David so hard that David vomited blood. âDonât you know that wealth comes from danger?â
âDavid, you have to do it tonight no matter whether you want to or not. Otherwise, youâll be kicked out of the company tomorrow!â
With that, he slammed the door and left quickly for the hospital to treat his wounds.
David stood rooted to the ground with a troubled expression.
He was just strategizing. He had been thinking Quentin would kill Haylan so he could reap the benefits of it.
However, Quentin actually gave him this mission, which made him dumbfounded.
He could casually say that they should kill someone. It didnât matter at all.
However, if he was really asked to kill someone, he would not dare to do so even if he was given a hundred guts.
It was now a law-based society. If a commoner like him killed someone and was arrested, he would really be doomed.
âThis time, thereâs really no turning back.â
âDamn Haylan Jaber, damın Quentin Hackbart!â
David took out a cigarette, lit It, and put it in his mouth. His eyes were cold and vicious, filled with danger. He gritted)
teeth and said. âYouâre all bullying me. Now that I canât have a good time, the two of you wonât have a good time either.
âIf Iâm determined to risk my life. Iâll even dare to pull the king down, not to mention you guys!â
He caressed his face which was reddened by Quentinâs slap. His eyes were filled with hatred and anger.
All these years, he had always been loyal to Quentin. But now, because of a moment of hesitation, he was slapped.
This slap shattered his loyalty to Quentin.
Not only was he thinking about how to deal with Haylan, but he also began to plan how to get Quentin out of Mapleturz Group In a private room in a luxurious restaurant.
Larry ordered a large table of dishes and treated Haylan warmly. There were all kinds of delicacies.
Haylan looked at the table full of dishes and frowned slightly. âJust the two of us?â
There were so many dishes that the two of them could not finish them. It was shameful to waste food.
âYeah, just the two of us.â Larry said.
Haylan was speechless.
This person was indeed profligate.
For a moment, he regretted telling this person about Reignâs hobbies and temper.
If this person really ended up with Reign, there was no telling what he would change into.
However, it was not too late to make up for it.
If he could train Larry well and improve his personality, he might be able to give it a try.
He held back his thoughts and said in a deep voice, âMr. Muller, Iâll teach you the first lesson now.
You canât be extravagant.â
âHuh? What do you mean? Larry was stunned.
âAlthough Ms. Labenz is from a noble family, she has experienced hardships and knows the hardships of the human world. Therefore, she doesnât like to be extravagant.â
Haylan took a big lobster and placed it on his plate, then he said as he ate it, âIf you want to pursue her, you have to cut out the habit of being extravagant and wastefulâ
âFor example, when I have lunch with you this time, you ordered more than 20 delicacies, which will only arouse Ms. Labenzâs disgust.â
Larryâs expression changed. He hurriedly shouted outside, âHey, remove all these dishes now.â
Haylan hurriedly stopped him and said, âYouâve already ordered it. Itâll be a waste if we donât eat it. If you continue to return the dishes like this, wonât others suffer if the hotel gives these dishes to others?â
âMs. Labenz is a kind person, so she doesnât like it when you do things that are detrimental to other peopleâs interests.â
âYeah, yeah yeah, youâre right. But now that the food has been ordered and we canât finish it, what should we do?â Larry looked troubled.
âWeâll try our best to eat. If we canât finish it, then pack up these dishes and give them to the beggars or migrant workers by the roadside. This will help improve your personal image and leave other people with a good impression,â Haylan said as he ate âFor beggars and migrant workers?â A look of disgust flashed across Larryâs eyes.
As a rich second-generation heir, he had never interacted with migrant workers or beggars in his life. He even looked down on these people from the bottom of his heart and felt these people were of low status.
In the end, Haylan asked him to interact with those people and even sent them such good food!
âThatâs right,â said Haylan.
âNo, those lowly people are not qualified to enjoy these things. Iâd rather throw the food into the trash can than give them to those people!â Larry said in a low voice.
âWhy?â Haylan frowned.
Larryâs expression was arrogant as he said word by word, âBecause they donât deserve it Tm a high and mighty aristocrat, a young gentleman who controls everything. Theyâre just mud on the ground, Jowly!
poo Upon hearing his words, Haylanâs eyes turned cold. He put down the lobster in his hand and stood up to leave.
âHaylan, where are you going?â
Larryâs expression changed as he hurriedly chased after Haylan.
Haylan said coldly, âPeople with different views on life canât work together. Mr. Muller, please find someone else.â
With that, he left without looking back.
The dissidence of opinions made it useless to talk!
This profligate young man was worse than he had imagined. He felt disgusted and did not want to continue facing this person.
After all, his parents were also people who lived at the bottom of society. He had also risen from the bottom.
Larryâs words clearly regarded him as mud.
âStop right there!â
Larryâs eyes turned cold. He ducked in front of Haylan and said fiercely, âJaber, I invited you for the meal because I think highly of you. Moreover, I ordered so many delicacies, but you were not satisfied. You even threw a tantrum at me!â
âWhat do you mean? Do you really think I donât dare to do anything to you?â
Haylan stared at Larry and said calmly, âMr. Muller, this is your nature, right? You fall out with others just because of a disagreement.
Look at yourself. Do you think you deserve Ms. Labenz?â