Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 126

Francis turned to head to the driver’s seat.

“Mr. Zahn, wait! I’ll call Sunny right now and have him come over to show you the units!” Bill hurried forward to place a hand on the door. It wasn’t like he would come across fools like Carlisle every day. He

couldn’t let him get away!

up

He quickly called Sunny’s personal number. When the first call went unanswered, he followed with a

second. It still went unanswered.

Finally, someone answered on his seventh try. Sunny sounded cold as he asked, “Why are you still calling me, Bill?

Bill could sense Sunny’s anger even over the phone. He laughed ingratiatingly and said, “I was a fool earlier, Sunny. Hurry up and come back to work!”

Capable salespeople were gods to a company that required salesmen to stay afloat. As long as Sunny could close this deal with Carlisle, Bill was willing to get on his knees and beg for forgiveness if

necessary.

After a moment of silence, Sunny asked, “Is Mr. Cig there?”

He specifically said he would only sign the contract with you!” Bill had deliberately stepped away from Carlisle

then sighed. “Fine. I’ll head

fulfill Carlisle’s need to purchase property. Since Carlisle had specifically asked for him to be there, it was apparent he

let Carlisle down.

firing

Sunny hung up and

finishing a cigarette and tried to talk some sense into him again. “Boss, the property here has no room for appreciation. You really should reconsider

“I’ve already th

at the dated streets as a confident smile

his

the shots!” Francis shrugged. “Don’t say I didn’t warn

this decision.”

passed. He would probably return to campus late, so he called Susan to let her know. She didn’t say

bought three cans of Red Bull and handed one

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asked with a smile, “What sort of business do

run a

mean an arcade?” Bill was from the older generation and hadn’t really played games before. Hel knew that many people visited arcades in recent

an impression of Bill

Carlisle wasn’t too fond of him. He smiled awkwardly and glanced at the path Sunny had to take to get to the company. “It’s been ages. Why isn’t he here

I’m free the whole afternoon.”

his bicycle. It was a bout of bad luck–the chain had

over to Carlisle. Holding out a hand, he said, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Cig. I’m