Chapter 161


    “This spot is for those who did poorly in life. Elites like you guys should stay at that spot over there.


    What are you all doing here? Aren''t you afraid of us tainting your reputation?” Harold threw a curious


    question at them.


    His ssmates'' faces all flushed as red as a tomato when they heard that.


    That would be logical because they were the ones who hade up with the ssification. It seemed


    like they were making a fool out of themselves.


    “We''re all ssmates, aren''t we? Who needs those ssifications? Am I right, everyone?”


    Leroy appeared to havee prepared, for he had expected such queries from Harold.


    “Indeed! Mr. Kowalski, you''re spot on!”


    Of course, those people who fawned over Leroy would agree with whatever he said.


    Soon enough, Monkey and the others were back with three blocks of cement bricks for Leroy, Linda,


    and Quinton.


    “Mr. Kowalski, I heard you were doing quite well in Dellmoor. Which bigpany do you work for? How


    much is your sry? Could you arrange for some decent positions for us?” asked Monkey expectantly


    as he ced the bricks on the ground.


    “This is not a problem. I''m working in Larson Corporation, thepany owned by Philip, who''s the


    richest man in Dellmoor. I was just promoted to supervisor. I''m mainly in charge of the advertising


    projects, and I''m currently looking to establish my own team. If anyone of you is interested, look for me!


    You''ll be satisfied with the sry. I''m getting thirty thousand per month, but for greenhorns, you''ll start


    with at least ten thousand.”


    Leroy put on a conceited countenance as he spoke.


    Upon finishing his sentence, he shifted his gaze to Harold. He wanted to see what kind of reaction


    woulde from thetter after hearing that.


    s, Leroy was crestfallen because Harold and Margarette only had their eyes on the barbecue,


    seemingly not even paying any attention to his words.


    “Goodness gracious! The wealthiest man of the entirety of Dellmoor, Philip! He''s on the Forbes Richest


    List, you know. You''re so amazing to enter a hugepany like that. Better still, you even made it to


    the supervisor post!”


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    All of them couldn''t help but gasp in surprise upon hearing what Leroy said.


    A monthly sry of six thousand was already considered high enough in Norham. Considering Larson


    Corporation of Dellmoor could offer a basic of at least ten thousand, they would naturally be tempted by


    that.


    Pfft!


    Harold couldn''t stop himself from breaking into a peal ofughter all of a sudden while everyone else


    was busy currying favor with Leroy.


    “Hey, you loser Harold. You''re only a security guard. What the heck are youughing at?” hollered


    Monkey again, failing to rein in his fury.


    Moreover, he was not the only one who red daggers at Harold. The others also felt that they were


    being mocked.


    Oh, my God! How dare this security guard make fun of us!


    “As far as I know, argepany like Larson Corporation would have a dedicated department to


    decide the employees'' sries ording to certain criteria. Since when a supervisor has the authority


    to set a subordinate''s sry?” asked Harold in perplexity.


    “What... do you know as a security guard? My department is unique. It''s specifically formed by the


    company to serve as amunication bridge for anotherpany called Gxy Media. This is how a


    bigpany operates. You know nothing at all,” exined Leroy.


    He thought that it was pretty ignorant of Harold to have said that.


    Harold chuckled once again without continuing their conversation. Just wait till we''re back at Dellmoor!


    It''d be so interesting if we were to meet each other by chance.


    With that, the crowd continued to lick Leroy''s boots while Harold and Margarette were absorbed in the


    barbecue.


    In a sh, the duo had their fill.


    “I can''t eat anymore. All this food is too heaty for me. I really can''t go on. Otherwise, myplexion


    and my figure would all be ruined.”


    Margarette pped on her own bloated tummy as she spoke. She was still as frank as she was during


    school times, having no fear of being ridiculed for what she said.


    This was probably also why she still had the courage to join their ss reunion.