“Who am I?”
Jasper smiled mischievously. “In your eyes, aren’t I just a stupid foreigner from the countryside who has never experienced the outside world?”
Jasper’s words were more effective than a slap as Flynn’s face turned bright red with a sting.
As he watched the color change on Flynn’s face, Jasper said calmly, “However, this country bumpkin might very well be your landlord as well!”
Then, Jasper turned to Victor and asked, “Director Gul, is this property included in my batch of commercial properties as well?”
Both Scully and Flynn were stunned when they heard that question.
What did he mean by his batch of commercial properties?
Could the word ‘batch’ be used as a measure word for commercial properties?
Victor nodded and answered, “Yes, it is.”
“That settles it, then. I’m your landlord,” Jasper said to Flynn.
Then, he narrowed his eyes slightly and turned to Victor as he said, “Director Gul, why don’t you sit down and have a meal with us since you’re already here?”
Victor smiled awkwardly as he said, “Mr. Laine, I can treat you to a meal if we go elsewhere. I don’t think this is a suitable place, do you?”
“Of course, it’s suitable. Why wouldn’t it be?”
“I’ve even ordered four dishes that haven’t been served yet.”
Helpless, Victor could only nod and sit down. At the same time, he glared at Scully and Flynn, his anger apparent in his eyes.
“Aren’t you going to serve the dishes Mr. Laine has ordered? Are you waiting for me to walk to the kitchen myself?”
Scully was smarter. Turning around, he slapped Flynn across the face and scolded him.
Flynn did not dare make even a peep although he had just been slapped. Frightened tears appeared in his aggrieved eyes as he ran down the stairs.
Jasper did not pay any attention to Scully, who did not know if he should sit down or remain standing. After a moment’s thought, Scully brazenly walked up to Jasper and poured him a glass of water. Smiling bitterly, he said, “Mr. Laine, I’ve spoiled my nephew to the point where he’s become arrogant. I hope you don’t mind.”
“He wouldn’t hold a grudge against me and poison my food, right?” Jasper seemed to be holding back a smile as he spoke.
Scully hurriedly answered, “No, no. He would never have the nerve to do that.”
“Mr. Herrett, I wonder how much money your nephew pays to rent this shop?”
The expression on Scully’s face changed abruptly when he heard that question. Smiling awkwardly, he answered, “Well, his circumstance was rather special, which is why he’s only charged 70,000 to 80,000 dollars rent.”
“Any two-floor shops in Waterhoof City would cost more than 70,000 to 80,000 dollars, right? Not to mention the fact that it’s on Golden Pedestrian Street,” Jasper said calmly.
Scully looked to Victor for help.
How could Victor not understand what the look on Scully’s face meant? Due to special circumstances, the commercial properties on this street required their own property company to manage and maintain order.
Scully was one of the people in charge of this company, but who would have expected for him to not only offend Jasper but also drag him into this mess?!
Victor coughed drily as he said to Jasper, “Mr. Laine, the city hall considered various factors back when the commercial properties were first put up for rent, which was why the rent was so cheap in those early stages. After all, the main focus during the early stages was to attract more businesses so we could drive up the area’s popularity and economic conditions.”
“I understand. After all, it must not be easy to work in the city hall.” Jasper was even more fluent than Victor in talking business, and he smiled as he spoke.
Victor was stunned. He had no idea what Jasper intended to do by drawing the conversation in this direction.
Just then, Flynn had hurriedly assembled a group of waiters and got them to serve the three dishes and one stew that Jasper had ordered as quickly as possible. He had also included seven to eight expensive dishes.
Both Scully and Victor cursed inwardly when they saw the seven to eight free dishes that were wildly expensive.
Sure enough, Jasper halted the conversation when he saw the additional dishes and asked, “Chef Herrett, did you think I didn’t order these dishes because I couldn’t afford them? Are you taking pity on me?”
