Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 127

Francis started driving to Rhonwen Road. Carlisle leaned back and crossed his legs, lightly tapping at finger against the window. He exuded the air that only someone used to being in a position of power would.

Sunny sat up straight, seemingly rather nervous. Carlisle was younger than him, but he was rich. This was Sunny’s first time coming into contact with someone as wealthy as Carlisle since starting this job.

The three of them didn’t speak. The silence became a little oppressive. Carlisle was the first to break the Ice. He asked, “How long have you been in this line of work?”

Sunny hurriedly answered, “Two years and six months if you include my internship!”

Carlisle nodded and smiled. “Would you be interested in working with me?”

Sunny’s eyes widened. He scratched his head. “I’m worried I won’t be able to do well, though. I don’t exactly have the best results to show despite being with Premier Properties for so long”

Carlisle chuckled. “A good salesman needs to have courage–the courage to try new things and the courage to put their thoughts into action. They need to have their own opinions and judgment. If you don’t

dare to try something new, how will you go further in this industry?”

Regardless of the industry or field, salespeople were important. They had a direct impact on the

company’s revenue and development.

Things were the same for Carlisle’s game studio. If he had a good salesman promoting the games, it would be a quick way to make money for the company.

“What sort of business is your family in, Mr. Zahn?” Like Bill, Sunny thought Carlisle’s money came from his parents. If he was asking Sunny to work with him, it was likely he was going to take over the family

business.

family isn’t doing any business. I’m the one starting a business, and I have

explained

didn’t hesitate anymore. He agreed

to Premier Properties, so he was jobless for now. If

time to see how things went.

minutes later, they pulled over at Rhonwen Road. Sunny showed Carlisle around the apartment, which was a solid brick building that had

on

pointed at a seven–story building and said, “The six units you wanted are all in

a cigarette and narrowed his eyes as he asked, “So, how much do these old units cost?”

little diffident as

Something like this costs that much?” Francis‘ eyes bulged. He

Chapter 127

a daylight robber,

average prices for new homes nowadays were about 200 dollars per square foot. The units at Riverwatch District were secondhand, and they were old ones that had been built in the ‘70s and ‘80s. They looked like they would collapse at any time. And they were priced at 150 dollars per

2.2

with you, Mr.

“You really should reconsider this, boss!”

smiled. “No, I’ll take them all!”

foot was much lower

helplessly. Then, their jaws dropped when Carlisle spoke up again. “I have eight million dollars right now. I want to invest

“What the fuck?”

“What?”

eight million dollars was a