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“Damn it!”

Jordan realized it was a trap laid by the Camdens to lure him over.

Ryan walked straight towards Jordan and hollered at him.

“Take off the clothes and hat that you’re wearing!”

With a look of bewilderment, Jordan asked, “What do you mean?”

At this moment, Drew, who was grinning, walked over.

“What do you mean? Do you know who he is? He is your boss! He’s Ryan Dunn, the general agent of Ubereats in Orlando!”

Ryan humphed coldly. “If you don’t believe me, I’ll get the manager, Claire, to call you.”

Soon, Claire called Jordan.

“Jordan, what did you do to provoke Mr. Dunn? He has already fired you!”

Jordan sneered, as he didn’t expect his career as a takeout deliverer to end like that.

To be honest, he enjoyed delivering takeout as it allowed him to meet people from all walks of life and train one’s temper and character.

He wanted to end his career as a takeout deliverer perfectly, but that bastard Ryan ruined his plan!

Ryan started hollering at Jordan, “Hurry up and remove your clothes! I have already fired you!”

His clothes, hat, and motorbike all belonged to Ubereats. Since Jordan had been fired, he was no longer qualified to use them.

“Sure.”

With a grim expression, he removed the yellow takeout deliverer’s uniform in front of everyone.

a dog!” Drew laughed and leaned

now? You even had the guts

now and had

took off his uniform and tossed it onto the

Dunn, I heard that your proxy for

as he asked, “What does

and said, “You don’t have to go to the capital to discuss the contract renewal anymore. You will no longer be the

the owner of Ubereats was. Jordan’s grandfather had rejected his attempt

single call from Jordan, Ryan would

to earn more money as the general agent, so he

just because you said

no one was optimistic about takeout delivery, but I forked over the cash to save him! This time, I’m going

said, “No matter how much money you fork out, you can’t become the general agent

Ryan said, “You…”

Old Mrs.

you good-for-nothing,

Hailey, and then you beat up my grandson. Today, I’m going to punish you by using

dare

Jordan humphed. “Why not!?!”

glanced at the Marriott Hotel’s

other

were all distinguished figures

government officials, mafia bosses, businessmen, and artists whose strength was unimaginable to

not feel the slightest fear

in the tiny Orlando

their advantages

lobby of the hotel at a

Camden’s birthday banquet, and hence, there were no outsiders

even the servers

in the middle of the

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