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.

starting a business, and

explained

hesitate anymore. He

jobless for now. If that were the case,

to see

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

slogans on the

“The six units you wanted are all in here, Mr. Zahn.”

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

glanced at Carlisle. He was a little diffident as he said, “They’re 150

much?” Francis‘ eyes bulged. He was

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daylight robber,

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

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with you, Mr. Zahn, I’ll be frank. The units here. genuinely aren’t

chimed in, “You really should reconsider this, boss!”

I’ll take

was much lower than he’d

when Carlisle spoke up again. “I have eight million dollars right now. I want to invest all of it

“What the fuck?”

“What?”

bulged. They thought eight million dollars was a bit of