As they were talking, a fat man with big ears swaggered over with two gaudily dressed women in tow. The vulgar fellow flashed a lecherous grin and even brazenly groped the women, eliciting shrieks.Seeing the three pass by, the worker clammed up and hurriedly went back to work shovel in hand. It was clear he feared the fat man.Unlike the other workers who kept their heads down, Justin naturally stood out by not working. As a result, the fat man's attention fixed on him. Flicking away his cigarette, the fellow strode over arrogantly and shouted,"Hey, pig head! Why are you just standing around instead of working? Don't make me dock your wages!""Sorry, but you don't seem to have the authority to dock my wages. On the contrary, I could stop you from getting paid." Justin replied calmly."What? Did you all hear the nonsense spewing from this punk's mouth? He actually dares talk back to me like that! Boy, do you know who I am? Connor Phillips, Manager Phillips, is my brother-in-law! How
He knew this punk had skills beyond his thugs. If he wanted to put Justin in his place and save face, he had to do it himself. Otherwise, word would spread that he couldn't even handle one wet-behind-the-ears yellow-haired boy. How could he continue to dominate then?But with his obese body, how could he overpower Justin? After futilely flailing his club at Justin for some time, he was gasping for breath.Seeing no end to this farce, Justin aimed a kick at an opening, felling the fat man who couldn't get back up. He then stepped aside and phoned Matthew Turner.Currently busy at Taylor Corp headquarters, Matthew immediately took the call upon seeing it was from Justin. Hearing the situation, he was livid but powerless. All he could do was send some veteran Taylor Corp staff to handle things.Soon they arrived. Blake thought his brother-in-law had cared enough to send help after all. But when he tried to ingratiate himself, they pushed him away and headed straight for Justin, respectfu
Soon, Justin was surrounded by the workers, all wanting to get a good look at the chairman who had stood up for them. When they saw how young Justin was, they gasped in surprise. He was as young as their children, yet he was already the head of several companies - a famous figure. They then looked at their own children, who spent their days eating, sleeping, and playing games. The age gap was not great, yet the disparity was enormous. Could this be what people mean by 'the child next door'?Ignoring the surprise of the crowd, Justin walked away with a serene expression, turning his gaze to the two women who had been scared witless.He crouched down leisurely and asked them, "So, do you still want me to act as your dog?""No, no, Mr. Wilson, we were out of our minds when we said that. We admire you too much to make you, such a prominent figure, act like a dog. That would be too humiliating for us. If you like, we'll be yours from now on. You can do whatever you want with us."Hearing t
Secondly, there's another thing I must request of you all. I inspected the construction work so far, and it's all subpar. This is no fault of your skills, but because you were provided inferior materials. So I've decided we'll demolish it all and start over. New supplies are on their way shortly. Naturally, this means I must ask more of you - the timeline will likely extend some. Consider this compensation for the extra work.Moreover, from now on, meals will no longer be an issue. I'm having a catering service bring food directly from a 5-star hotel restaurant, free of charge. You all labor for me under the blazing sun - I cannot have you working on empty stomachs, agreed?""Preston - make the arrangements to order bento boxes from The Rain's Pavilion, 5-star quality. The men must eat their fill," Justin directed to a man beside him. Hearing this, the workers were overjoyed, some even moved to tears.The first man in line wiped his eyes and said, "Mr. Wilson, you truly are a good ma
When they entered, the entire backstage erupted, because the teachers and students recognized their identities - they were the most famous Latin dance duo in Libertas presently. They were not only husband and wife, but partners.These two had big reputations. They had competed in many major competitions and won numerous awards. Their dancing had even received high praise from some international figures, including the King of D country who had invited them to join the national dance troupe, but they had declined without hesitation.Because of their fame, it was nearly impossible to invite them to a college event as guests. Even Emily had pleaded and cajoled them countless times before finally getting them to agree under Justin's no-expense-spared efforts.As soon as they appeared, backstage exploded. The teachers and students turned into frenzied fans, rushing up desperately seeking autographs and photos.But the couple gently declined all requests, instead coming straight to Justin an
He was the first, but not the last. In the end, almost every celebrity made a donation. Principal George was smiling ear to ear, as he had never imagined this would happen. Reportedly, over a billion in donations were collected from this anniversary event. With these funds, he could renovate worn-down areas of campus and add the latest educational facilities.Truly, fortune had smiled upon him.At the same time, he was very curious about the identity of this Mr. Wilson. According to the celebrities, he was a student at this school. But with tens of thousands of students and thousands surnamed Wilson, how would he ever find the right person? He had no clues at all!Perhaps the only one privy to the truth was Ava. She knew the Mr. Wilson the stars referred to was none other than Justin, and he must have spent a fortune to recruit them.Just as she turned to look for Justin, she realized he had disappeared. A look of loneliness flitted across her face.She wanted to rush out and find him
"That's right, in this day and age, the rich and powerful are the bosses. No matter how good your grades or abilities, you're still trash in the eyes of the successful. Grant is different. He was born with a silver spoon and will soon inherit billions. We're so envious! Grant, considering we were classmates for so many years, could you give us nobodies a hand up? We'd be happy to be your loyal followers." Grant guffawed, clearly very pleased and smug. His words oozed arrogance. "Hahaha, of course, of course. We're all friends. After I inherit the family business, I'll make sure to arrange suitable positions for you all, so you can marry a white-rich-beauty and reach the peak of life within a few years." "Really? That's fantastic, thanks Grant!" "Justin, why don't you say something nice to Grant as well so he arranges a security captain position for you. With your current situation, in a year or two you could go back to your village and marry one of the local girls as your wife." S
After leaving the department store, Justin decided to return to the company to take a look. After all, with Taylor Corporation having just merged into Sunrise Corporation, everything was still in its infancy and needed the supervision of him, an owner who seldom got involved in company affairs. However, when he arrived at the entrance, the scene before his eyes almost made his eyeballs pop out. Right in front of his company building, there was a huge floral arrangement made of roses. Surrounding it were dozens of men in suits and ties, each holding a bouquet of flowers.They stood encircling one man like stars revolving around the moon. The man was wearing a white suit and had dyed his hair wine-red, looking rather flashy.Standing at the bottom of the building, he held an enormous bouquet of roses, seemingly wooing some girl. Justin's interest was immediately piqued - this was such an amusing situation that he, as the Chairman, simply had to take a look.As Justin drew nearer, he no