Chapter 29


    "I''m screwed? Haha, are you going to make meugh to death?" Manager Yarn burst outughing


    as if he had heard a joke.


    Yvette shook her head in the face of Manager Yarn''s mockery, the feelings of dependency that


    Chuck had given her just now disappearing without a trace. Chuck couldn''t even lift a finger against


    him!


    If he couldn''t afford to take him on, Yvette wouldn''t me Chuck if he avoided the confrontation.


    There was no need for Chuck to put up a front just for her and go against the manager, or else


    Chuck would definitely get hurt in the end.


    Seemed like although Chuck had taken on a new look, deep down he was still the same old Chuck.


    Yvette''s face was full of disappointment at Chuck.


    "Who the hell are you to tell me that I''m finished? Let me tell you, my uncle is the sworn brother of


    the owner of the square. One word from me and I can make your wife Yvette pack up and get out of


    here tomorrow. Do you understand me?"


    Manager Yarn came over with disdain and continued scolding:


    "I really want to see how you want to finish me!" He taunted arrogantly, "Why don''t I teach you how


    to finish me? Call the police, you can call the police!"


    Yvette frowned. She had really thought of calling the police!


    However, Manager Yarn continued. "Well, unfortunately, I don''t have a CCTV in my office so it''s


    useless for you to call the police. You can only me your wife for provoking me. Tell her to stay


    away from me next time. Otherwise, I''ll beat her if I see her again!"


    Yvette''s face turned red with rage as the insults had gotten too far. Once again, she turned to look


    at Chuck and confirmed the discontent she had towards him.


    Did you bring me here just to be insulted again? If so, then you did it.


    Her frustration was with reason, as Chuck just silently stared at Manager Yarn, then walked aside


    and took out his phone.


    "Haha, Yvette Jordan, your stupid husband really called the police! This is really hrious, I knew he


    was nothing but a useless rag!"


    Manager Yarn burst outughing as he was amused by Chuck''s reaction. He thought that Chuck


    would attempt to pick a fight with him, but he didn''t expect him to actually call the police!


    He''s really useless!


    Yvette''s patience was thinning fast. She really wanted to leave this ce, and she bit down hard on


    her lip as she saw Chuck who was making a phone call not far away.


    Manager Yarn simply waited with a sneer.


    Do you want to y? Well, I''ll y with you today! If I don''t make you kneel down and beg for


    mercy, I''ll change myst name!


    "Mom!"


    Chuck walked aside and called his mother. He was suddenly reminded of the fact that his mom was


    rich, why not ask her to just buy the whole ce?


    Since Yvette''spany was here, Chuck naturally had a good understanding of the flow of people


    in the square. To be honest, the square wasn''t doing well and the flow of consumers wasn''t as high


    as expected. Despite opening shop 5 or 6 years ago, there were still shoplots that were yet to be


    rented out. Hence, anyone would know that this ce wasn''t actually the best!


    However, this ce can be improved, as long as it can be made unique. Because there were


    several universities nearby and there were a total of 40,000 to 50,000 people. As long as there is


    something unique, this square could definitely seed.


    His mother said that she wanted to buy it, didn''t she? Chuck Cannon had a good feeling about the


    square. He learned to design, so he generally knew that the price of this square might be 500 to


    600 million dors. If they bought it, it most probably would be around 700 million dors.


    But Chuck Cannon was nervous. Did his mother really have so much money? After all, it was six to


    seven hundred million dors. It was really an astronomical figure!


    After all, Chuck Cannon came up with this idea entirely because of the three powerful words his


    mother said on the phone: buy, buy, buy!!


    "Chucky, what''s wrong?" Her mother''s voice sounded a little tired as if she was exhausted.


    Chuck Cannon was a little worried. "Mom, what''s wrong with you?"


    "I''m fine. I just got off the ne. I''m a little tired."


    "So mom, you''re back?" Chuck Cannon was pleasantly surprised.


    "I''m back, but I have to go to see some old friends first, and then I''ll go to find you."


    "Well, Mom, I want to tell you something." Chuck Cannon was nervous.


    The person on the other end of the line chuckled. "You''re my son. Why are you beating around the


    bush? What''s the matter?"


    "Mom, I want to buy a square..." Chuck Cannon said cautiously. "Does my mom really have so


    much money?" He thought to himself.


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    "Buy a square? Which ce? Is it in the center of the city or near the school? Howrge is it? Is it a


    simple square, or does it have office buildings?" Chuck''s mother asked a lot of questions. Could this


    be a sign of interest?


    Chuck was so excited that he said in a hurry, "Mom, the square I want to buy is near the university


    I''m studying at. Mind Vige and another 4 universities are also nearby, but there are no office


    buildings here. Also..."


    Chuck gave a general description of the ce and then waited anxiously for his mother''s reply.


    A few secondster, his mother asked, "It doesn''t sound bad, we can probably pay for it. How much


    is it?"


    Chuck fell silent. He didn''t dare to say that it cost about 700 million dors.


    "Why aren''t you saying anything? Is it very expensive? Maybe 50 to 60 billion dors?" His mom


    asked curiously.


    Chuck was stunned. "So, mom, do you mean that to you only 50 to 60 billion would be counted as


    expensive?"


    "No, it''s not expensive. In fact, it''s not a big amount to pay at all. What I meant was Chucky, you''re


    still young. I''m very happy that you want to start your own business, but the investment of 50 to 60


    billion dors is too big for you. You may not be able to handle it. I''ll give you this amount of money


    when you reach 30 years old or when you can earn 10 billion dors. However, now that you''ve just


    started, you''ll have to do it step by step..." His mother exined.


    "I understand." Chuck knew that his mother was being reasonable and hence epted her


    exnation humbly. He had just started, so it was better to be careful. In addition, he wouldn''t know


    what to do with such arge investment anyways. It would be better for him to start small and


    progress slowly from there.


    "Mom, I won''t buy this square anymore," Chuck said.


    Since he wasn''t going to buy the square anymore, he could only try to meet the owner of the square


    on his own. With his current purchasing ability, it probably wouldn''t be such a big problem if he had


    the owner fire the square manager. Since he was going to make his way into the social circle for the


    rich, he might as well just start from the square owner!


    "I''m very pleased to hear you say that, but tell me, are you not buying it because it is really


    expensive?" Chuck''s mom was curious.


    "It''s a little pricey, around 700 million dors," Chuck confessed.


    "Only 700 million dors? Chucky, it''s only 700 million dors, why are you beating around the bush


    with me? Go ahead and buy it!" His mother chuckled amusingly which took Chuck by surprise. Did


    she just say "only 700 million dors"? How much did his mom actually have?!


    "Mom, are you serious?" Chuck could barely think straight.


    "Of course I am. I was going to give you a billion dors to start your own business when you were


    19 years old. But now that you''re almost 19, it doesn''t matter if I give it to you in advance. However,


    since you''re buying the square, you have to manage it properly, ok? Money is not a problem, and it


    doesn''t matter if you lose it. But if you waste the money because of bad management, I will be


    angry!" His mother''s tone was serious.


    Chuck agreed excitedly. He already had a few ideas when he was talking about this to his mother


    just now.


    However, he had to think about the details carefully, since he mustn''t let his mother down!


    "Tell me what''s the name of this square, I can ask my friend to help you negotiate now with just a


    phone call," His mother said.


    "It''s City Square!" Chuck replied.


    "City Square? Chucky, the ce that you wanted to buy is City Square?" His mother''s voice was


    tinged with surprise.


    "Is there a problem with it?"


    "No. In fact, I''m very familiar with the ce. Actually, I''ve had my eye on the City Square that you


    mentioned, and I was going to buy it first thing when I went back. But there''s one thing that you''re


    wrong about, City Square is not worth 700 million dors! That friend of mine is able to negotiate


    and bring the price down to 500 million dors just over the phone! The owner has been wanting to


    sell it for a long time!" His mother''s words gave Chuck a big shock.


    It seemed that he didn''t know much about this for the time being. However, Zelda Maine said that


    the square owner was willing to rent her a shoplot at only half the rental, so that meant that the


    square wasn''t doing well! No wonder it wasn''t worth that much, indeed his mother was much better


    at this!


    "Got it, I''ll keep that in mind." Chuck listened attentively since this was what his mother was trying to


    drill into him. He had to learn it seriously!


    "Okay, give me about ten minutes, someone will contact you to sign the contract!" His mother said.


    "Okay."


    "You have to be serious after you buy it, alright?" His mother put in a word of advice.


    "Okay, I know."


    "Good boy, I''ll hang up now."


    Hanging up the phone, Chuck was absolutely delighted. The ce he wanted to buy was actually


    the ce that his mother had an eye on. What a coincidence!


    He ced his mobile phone back into his pocket and stared expressionlessly at Manager Yarn, who


    was looking full of himself. Now the square belonged to Chuck, Manager Yarn had hell to pay!