Lewis nodded and projected the information about Andrew Corporation from his computer onto everyone's view. The crowd immediately looked over, although they were disdainful, they were still very curious. How much money did Andrew make in a month? Could it be less than a billion? Then, a long string of numbers appeared before their eyes: Andrew, Classic Jewelry Company, monthly profit, 350 billion. Silence! An incredible silence! After this string of numbers appeared, everyone in the Lewis family was stunned. Some even wondered if they had read it wrong. They rubbed their eyes, counted again, and realized that it was indeed ten zeros, 350 billion. They didn't count it wrong! This was even more unbelievable! How did Andrew make so much money? Everyone looked at the numbers in front of them as if they were drunk, feeling dizzy in their heads. They even forgot to think, because their brains were filled with this long string of numbers, which was higher than the combined earnings of Ar

"Kill him?"Vance's eyebrows twitched. The words sounded as if they were frightening, but in reality, if Harry wanted to kill Andrew, he would have done it long ago, and not just once, but all attempts had failed without exceptions. "Father, how can we kill Andrew and his son?" Vance asked.How to kill them and when to do it. Harry would certainly not tell Vance about this, and he said lightly, "I called you here because I'm afraid you'll be too revengeful and go directly to Andrew for revenge. Remember, Andrew and Jerry will die for sure, so don't let hatred blind your eyes.""Father's teachings are wise," Vance said, bowinghis head. Today's scene made him hate Andrew so much that he wanted to tear him apart on the spot. "Go out, and try not to cause trouble for Andrew during this time. If he has any requests, listen to him," Harry waved his hand.Vance lowered his head and walked out of the quiet room. it was a long time before Harry slowly picked up the teacup in front of him. His

"Let go of me, damn it!" Manager Vincent's painful cries echoed throughout the bar. Just as everyone was wondering who had stepped forward at this moment, the next scene shockedthem all. Andrew raised his hand and slapped Manager Vincent across the face.Smack!The slap landed with such force that several ofManager Vincent's teeth flew out of his mouth and blood spurted out. He struggled to break free, but Andrew held onto him tightly, preventing him from escaping. In the next second, the slaps rained down like a shower of raindrops.Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack!Andrew crazily slapped Manager Vincent four times, each one loud and merciless. Each slap was so powerful that it could knock out several teeth. After the fourth slap, people even suspected that all of Manager Vincent's teeth had been knocked out by Andrew. Then, with a loud bang, Andrew kicked Manager Vincent in the stomach, sending him flying and crashing into the bar counter, shattering a large amount of alcohol and glass

When James saw Andrew standing in the crowd,led by a large group of onlookers, his heartskipped a beat. He knew that someone had offended Mr. Andrew again. He quickly walked up to Andrew and respectfully bowed, "Mr. Andrew, I'm sorry for being late..." The person who received the knife award, also trembling with fear, quickly apologized, "Master, I'm sorry for being late." Everyone was stunned to see the two figures bowing to Andrew. What was going on? Suddenly, all the voices in the bar stopped.Countless eyes fell on the two men, James and Derrick, who were bowing to Andrew. They watched silently as the two men bowed to Andrew. Then they spoke, and every voice was clear and distinct. Not many people had seen James before, but his name was well-known. So when they saw James apologizing to Andrew, they were shocked and even forgot to breathe."Hmm."Andrew nodded faintly, snorted coldly from hisnose, then turned to look in the direction of Lewis. He asked calmly, "You said that e

After this incident, the entire bar fell silent. Everyone was looking at Andrew with a mix of respect and fear. Andrew glanced at the waitress Simon standing on the side, and she immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to accept the fact that the young man she used to look down upon had become an unattainable figure."Get out!" Andrew coldly ordered. Simon was left in tears, regretting her earlier mocking of Andrew. She wished she could go back in time and just be a humble waitress. She was afraid to even think about what would happen to her job this month, and she was even more afraid of ending up like Manager Vincent. She could only crawl down the stairs, one step at a time. No one dared to speak a word throughout the entire incident. The bartenders and waitresses were in awe of Andrew, and they had many speculations about him. He was someone who earned the respect of Lord Scorpion and could easily buy this bar. Was he a big shot from Seychelles? And more importantly, he was F