Angelo walked around town all afternoon searching for a good place to work for the meantime, the city was bustling with people and roadside businesses, the honks of cars and public vehicles as well, Angelo paid close attention to the vendors by the road side, Ice cream, hotdogs, jam, peanut butter and other kinds of groceries, they sold all kinds of stuff, he wondered if he could just do that, all he needed was a little capital to start and a good spot, he thought about the idea for a while until he came to a conclusion; "Nah..." He came across a restaurant that had a post of job vacancy, "Red Hot Wings?" he thought as he read the name of the restaurant which was brightly displayed by a large neon signboard above the entrance, "I guess we could start from here" he said to himself, he opened the glass doors of the establishment and observed the place, the place was filled with customers, which really surprised Angelo as there was a lot of competition in this area, which meant that

Back at the "Red Hot wings" restaurant, a blue Lamborghini Urus drove recklessly into the parking lot, almost hitting an old man who cursed at the vehicle and whoever was driving it, the car moved into one of the parking spots and stopped, the vehicle registration plate didn't have the standard figures and letters you'd see on almost any other car, instead it just read "GOODMAN", the front door of the driver's seat slowly opened up and the loud punk music which was being played in the car was now audible to the public, a young man stepped out of the car, he had shiny black hair which was parted at the middle with a very clean undercut, he wore a white polo T shirt and Gucci shorts and had a pair of Jordans on his feet, he had a Richard Mille's watch on his left wrist and some bracelets on his right, a silver chain dangled on his neck and dark shaded glasses covered his eyes, his chin was chiseled and completely beardless, he sipped some latte out of a Starbucks cup as he bounced into