"His attitude is really annoying, what's wrong with him he thinks he's the only person in power what? Argh, damn it!" One of them cursed angrily.He did not accept Richard's treatment that trivialized them, even though they did not have much influence they had high self-esteem and ego, and they were reluctant to be treated like they were nothing.Richard's arrogant attitude really made their egos disturbed, in the conversation that was broadcast to all corners of the country they looked like silly people by asking irrelevant talks about what they were talking about.One of them took a deep nap. "I knew from the start that this would not be easy. This is not an easy situation to handle. Moreover, Richard seems to have good intelligence and word-processing skills. He is not easily trapped by our words and instead attacks us.""You're right. Now it's all of us who look ridiculous in public for trying to bring him down with nonsense." He was getting worried.The man with the glasses gulpe
"You're back?" James crossed paths with Richard, whom he met after walking around his house's yard.Richard stopped his steps and waited for his father to walk over. Every time the stick moved up and restrained his body, he became anxious. He was worried that the stick would shift when used to support him, and then the man would lose his balance and fall.He was afraid James' condition would get worse, but he couldn't help him because James did it to maintain his pride. The tuna man didn't want to look weak until he did something that was actually dangerous for his age."Yes, the event is over." He waited and walked beside James with a cautious step. "What are you doing?" He ensured his steps didn't disturb James or make him feel the need to compensate for it.The old man smiled. "Nothing, just take a walk and enjoy the sunny air in the park." He smiled at first glance but looked different. "Lately I've missed your mother." He spoke softly.Richard immediately turned his head and glan
"This place hasn't changed much." Richard gazed into the distance at the scenery of the place which was still the same as in previous years.Not much had changed in the village near the shoreline. Everything was still as beautiful as before. As far as he could see, only a stretch of beach was not crowded.Maybe it was because the day was quite cloudy, the sky had been cloudy and barely showed any blue color at all. The wind blew towards him, fighting his efforts to move forward. Richard took his time as it blew across his face, seemingly carrying the weight of his thoughts with it.For a while he liked it, riding off road on unfamiliar roads where not many people recognized him became a relief for him, like he was on a vacation to treat himself who was indeed having a lot on his mind.When hard things happened, he found the simple things that were trivial even seemed soothing to notice, many trivial things that seemed even more entertaining than the entertainment he had been getting.
After wandering around the place, Richard chose to stay at one of the well-known hotels there. The hotel had good facilities, and he had no complaints about the service or price.He liked it and gave a decent rating to the place, but there was one disturbing thing there. Richard found the attitude of the local people there to be a problem. They kept looking at him sarcastically, not even hesitating to speak in a rather rude tone."Hurry up, you're not the only one here. Why are you blocking everyone else?" The reprimand came from a woman who had come with her partner, and apparently, her eight-year-old son was also in line.Richard suddenly took a step back in surprise. His hand was suddenly motionless, and he was about to take his breakfast menu. At least he had never been reprimanded like that in such a place, let alone when he was taking his food.He had intended to have breakfast downstairs while looking at the lovely view outside, not at all expecting that he would instead get a
"Hm, alright." Richard disconnected the ongoing phone call. He, wearing a nightgown, got up from his seat with the bottle of wine he had sipped earlier while accompanying himself in his room and looking at the night view from outside his bedroom window. He placed the bottle on another table, then put down his phone, took off him robe, and fell asleep.All day long he had been observing the hotel's surroundings and still hadn't gone anywhere to check further, he was still trying to ask the hotel staff, not just one staff but almost every staff he met to find out their opinions.He wanted to find out if what the manager was talking about was just a normal opinion or the opinion of many people there. He found that it was not just the opinion of one or two staff members he talked to; almost all the staff said the same thing. So he was moved to find out more."If their opinions are bad, I must correct their views first and gain their trust." He knew it wouldn't be good to insist on buildi
"Like I said, we can't just stand by and do nothing about this situation." Mike was at the center of the place and gave a passionate speech.He had gathered the crowd to listen to his proposal, which referred to the residents' concerns. "This land is our territory, village, place, and home. Don't let those people destroy our territory. They are not part of this place, which is not their territory, so we must expel them!" He clenched his fists in the air, trying to provoke those listening.Some of them reacted with cheers, supporting the man's words. But some of those still thinking didn't immediately get carried away. They seemed serious about it, and one raised his hand. "Say this place is not their territory because they are not the ones guarding it, but if this area is opened as a tourist destination or even something else, doesn't that also increase opportunities for us?""Yes, for example, our economy will be helped." The man in the other corner, also thinking seriously about it,
Mike, who heard that remark, looked at him fiercely. Naturally, it made the people's guts shrink. He who looked back clearly saw their gazes, which were reluctant to come forward. Most of them were people with low economic backgrounds. Their thinking power was not that high, and they were easily provoked and scared.But not Mike. He was brave and a bit crazy. He didn't hesitate to take a stand and could even be said to be quite impulsive. "Who are you, huh? You think we're afraid of your threats?"Richard continued to walk forward, his eyes exchanging glances with Willson, who took the time to bow his head respectfully to Richard in the midst of the chaos. Richard responded casually and looked back at Mike. "That's as it should be because that wasn't just a threat. Know that I'm absolutely making sure that those of you who ruined this place will be in jail."Richard glanced sluggishly at them, staring at the spies intently and sending fear into them. "So tell me what you're charging u
"Are you sure you're not joking? You're not playing us?" One of them still asked doubtfully.Richard rolled his eyes at the question. "Just wait here for a while, and you'll find out."Right after that, Willson appeared with a large suitcase, and the security immediately found a table and placed it as a base for the suitcase Willson was carrying.Behind Richard, Richard watched them work. It was only when the suitcase was opened to reveal the neatly stacked money that Richard noticed the faces of the people suddenly looking fresh and fit.He smiled with a snort as the change on those faces was rapid and looked so much different. Those previously grumpy, tense, and hardened faces were now smiling brightly and seemed so happy, knowing they were about to get something of value.Again, they made Richard think money was the easy way to solve everything. But he wasn't wrong to think so either, as it was evident that it was precisely what they wanted."Well, this is fun. We won't be going ho