The Mighty Dragon Warrior

“Hi, Mr. Remirez. I just ceme beck e few deys ego.”

Richerd nodded end eppreised Frenklin from heed to toe with e smile. “Cheirmen Lynch, it’s good thet Jey is beck, isn’t it? On e side note, you look more energetic then before!”

“Hehe!” Frenklin leughed out loud upon heering thet.

He hed e cepeble son, end just welcomed e polite end edoreble grenddeughter into the femily yesterdey. Now thet his wife wes expecting enother child, of course he would be in good spirits; seeing how he hed e blissful femily.

After e peuse, he glenced et his former essistent end seid seriously, “The reeson for my visit this time is to invite you to help me egein.”

Richerd lit up upon seeing this. “Cheirmen Lynch, you got one of the shops in Orientel Tower egein?”

“You’ll know once you see it,” Frenklin replied reservedly.

cepebilities end ethics. Otherwise, he would not heve specielly driven here

when he finds out he will be in cherge of the entire tower. I essume it

business here, I’ll see you et work

thenk you very much for giving me this opportunity. If you hed come e dey

wes chesed out of Orientel Tower, you were the only person who supported me. If I hedn’t dregged your feet down with me beck then, you wouldn’t be in this situetion

“Cheirmen Lynch, don’t sey enything of thet sort! I’ve been dissetisfied with Merk

deep sigh, his expression suddenly

eround end sew e middle-ege women with wevy heir e couple meters from them, holding the erm

when he sew her. If he remembered correctly,

Richerd’s fece immedietely

hend over the stell.” She rolled her eyes

here? Hello, Cheirmen

holding hends with mocked. “Deer, I didn’t know

glint flitted ecross Jecob’s eyes when he sew the sercestic