The Rise of a Master: It Starts With Rejection

Chapter 365

Before George could finish speaking, Michelle had already covered her mouth in shock. The expressions of those around her mirrored her disbelief.

It had to be a joke. Rolling two dice could yield a maximum number of 12, which meant potentially buying 12 villas. If that were the case, Michelle would earn so much in commissions that she could kick back and relax.

Even though the probability of rolling a 12 was exceedingly low, it didn't matter; the smallest number was two, meaning she would still be making a huge profit. The crowd slowly began to realize that Michelle's success was not merely luck. Clearly, someone powerful was supporting her.

Even the sales manager and several members of the management team rushed out, as the commotion was too great to ignore. At that moment, George had already tossed the two dice onto the ground. After rolling around, they came to a stop, prompting everyone to gasp.

"Wow, it's 12! Why didn't I have this luck when I was gambling?" George muttered, then turned his gaze to Michelle.

"According to the agreement I made before I came here, I'm not buying any houses if the number shows 12."

What? George's statement was music to the ears of Julia's two friends. They were genuinely relieved.

If Michelle sold 15 villas in a single day, it would be tantamount to selling off almost all the remaining villas at New Glory, which would have significant repercussions. The two of them would undoubtedly face serious trouble.

that George was merely talking big, possibly teasing Michelle. With friends, there would always be enemies. No one could

George's next words left them utterly stunned. "I'm buying your company. You'll be the general manager, and I'll offer you the highest annual salary. Isn't that

spoken up and finally made a request. Hence, George was determined to

George was just boasting, a chorus

room.

""Mr. Dawson!"

Dawson!" Chapter

side. From the titles being thrown around, it was clear he was the president of the real estate company where Michelle worked. Shawn Dawson, the president, had been waiting outside. He could have left immediately if the dice hadn't rolled a 12. However, since it did, he

the

nodded in acknowledgment. "I'm buying your company. You don't have any

hearing that, Shawn quickly plastered on a sycophantic smile. "Mr. Zimmerman, how could I object? You buying my company would be the

times the market price for the

sure Michelle takes over as general manager. That's

George directed.