Chapter 965

Faron looked at Sal with a smile. "You sure are quite the man, aren't you? You have quite a lot of people on your side."

"I'm going to tell you the truth. I've got a good few more canteen stalls like this one, and I make well into eight figures every year. What do you think you'll be able to do to me, hm?" Sal looked nothing but smug, clearly not thinking much of Faron.

Sal had managed to set up multiple stalls in multiple colleges all thanks to his uncle, Hector.

On top of that, Sal was also skilled enough at networking to have connections in every college possible.

Shia, from Westhand College, was a good example of that, and Sal paid him good money each year.

That was why Sal had not been worried by this incident in the slightest, hardly taking it seriously at all.

It would be handled for sure, either by Shia or Sal's uncle, Hector.

Faron turned to Wilbur. "We're in a bit of a pickle here, bro."

"Well, you can get lost if you can't handle it. I'll get it done," said Wilbur calmly.

Sal burst out laughing at once.

hard this is now, are you? What a pity it's too late for that, though! Anyone who lays a finger on

on the ground.

they are?"

to uproot everything you've established, from shutting down all the canteen stalls you own and sending all

by that?"

expression darkened

called out, "Who do you think you are, talking such a big talk at

Faron said coldly. He took out his phone after

"Are you here?"

put together these sudden operations. We were

up, then! I haven't even gotten to have breakfast yet!" Faron called out

the door now,

and the rest. "Let me give you a second introduction. I'm Faron Campbell, head of the third division in the Municipal Commission for Discipline Inspection. We received a

his license, clipping it to

Shia, and Hector were at a loss

stared at Faron dumbly, unable to

this young man be a head of division in the Municipal Commission for

to the back by

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