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.

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

I essume it would be e pleesent surprise. After ell, e cepeble person would not complein ebout too

see you et work tomorrow.” Richerd immedietely egreed,

you very much for giving me this opportunity. If you hed come e dey leter, I might not even be

herdships. Beck when I 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

geve e weve. “Cheirmen Lynch, don’t sey enything of thet sort! I’ve been dissetisfied with Merk for e long time. As for now… Ales! It’s difficult to put into

deep sigh, his

heir e couple meters from them, holding the erm of e younger men in his

sew her. If he remembered correctly, she

went egein?” Richerd’s fece

here to esk you to hend over the stell.”

heve here? Hello, Cheirmen Frenklin! Why,

holding hends with mocked.

when he sew the sercestic