Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“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

you very arrogant just now? You even had the guts to hit my

had

off his uniform and tossed

that your proxy for Ubereats ends this year,

for a moment as he asked, “What does that have to

the capital to discuss the contract renewal anymore. You

the owner of Ubereats was. Jordan’s grandfather had rejected his attempt to get acquainted with the

a single call from Jordan,

to earn more money as the general agent,

stop being the proxy agent just because

takeout delivery, but I forked over the cash to save him! This time, I’m going to spend

matter how much money you fork out, you can’t become the general agent anymore. You can try if you don’t

Ryan said, “You…”

Mrs. Camden suddenly spoke

good-for-nothing, don’t

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

you dare come

Jordan humphed. “Why not!?!”

at the Marriott Hotel’s

Camdens, there were many other guests who were there to

those guests were

officials, mafia bosses, businessmen, and artists whose strength

feel the slightest fear in the face of these

in the

advantages or power

Camdens to the lobby of

and hence, there were no

Jordan entered, even the servers

sitting in a chair in the middle of the living room. Despite her

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