“Count yourselves tough.”
Tad Buckley’s face, gloomy and terrible left, he had never been so humiliated.
The key was that this disgrace was still being pressed by Grover Holt.
This made him very upset.
To actually be pressed by his nemesis.
After the crowd dispersed, Grover Holt was riding on Robin Bailey’s shoulder, his face was about to burst into smiles: ”Good brother, you’re too good, if it wasn’t for you today, I guess I would still be pressed by that Tad Buckley, unable to hold my head up. But just now, that Tad Buckley’s face ah, black beyond recognition, let me look too happy, I have never been so cool, press Tad Buckley to death.”
“Thank you so much, come on, let’s get a drink.”
Grover Holt gleefully dragged Robin Bailey to the bar, then called out to the bartender, “Make it two, the most expensive cocktails, we’re going to celebrate.”
“Okay.”
The bartender was happy, there came two tycoons, ah, at once he also sold out, and shook it at once, after a while, he came back with two drinks, “Two of you, this is the speciality of this shop, the Bourgeois Pig. Although the name, may be a bit strange, but this is definitely worthy of, the price of this five hundred yuan a glass of wine. If you are sorry, then, you are welcome to trouble me.”
The bartender was confident.
“Bourgeois Pig, I’ve had that drink, it’s good.”
Grover Holt took Robin Bailey’s shoulder and introduced, “Bourgeois Pig, made with truffle martini vodka, dry vermouth, bacon apothecary, bitter rosemary, and topped with a slice of French Périgord black truffle for garnish, this drink, I’m all about drinking less, today, I’m treating you, feel free to drink as much as you want and still want to have a few more drinks. A few more.”
Grover Holt is very atmospheric.
Five hundred bucks a glass.
But one glass, almost like a sip or two.
He told Robin Bailey to drink whatever he wanted, today was on him.
“Right, brother, tell me, what is it you’re looking for me for, is it to borrow money, or do you want connections, my brother is the president of Smallpox House, he has a wide range of connections, tell me what it is, I can get it done for you.”
Grover Holt said as he sipped his wine.
Grover Holt knew that it was definitely not borrowing money or something, this person, with such a high level of skill, could just go to any gambling -court to rake in money, what money was still lacking? Most of the time, it’s just contacts.
But, contacts, he is not afraid, smallpox building is an upper class club, he lacks everything, is not lack of contacts.
Robin Bailey also drank a mouthful of wine, secretly, finally into the main topic, the next, also should be his performance, so put down the wine glass, faintly said: “I want to talk with your brother, a cooperation, but I can not contact your brother.”
“What kind of co-operation?”
Grover Holt frowned.
“Overthrowing THE Braton family,” Robin Bailey said.
“the Braton family?”
Grover Holt frowned, “Which the Braton family? Is it a small company?”
“The the Braton family of the Ding Group, my name is Patrick Bailey by the way,” Robin Bailey said slowly.
He, showing his cards.
His name was Patrick Bailey.
“Patrick Bailey, the Dings! You’re the one the Dings are looking for? Crap, you’re the one who wasted the lower half of Joe Braton, the son of THE Braton family? My god, what’s the point of you coming after me, I’m just a small family man, and among the family, there’s only a few million, tens of millions at most, but to fuck with the Ding’s group, it’s a mantis.”
Grover Holt, mentally broken ah.
Thought it was something small.
Against that Ding’s group, are you kidding me? What kind of behemoth is that? Let him go and get himself killed?
Or to send someone’s head?
“It’s not you I’m looking for, it’s your brother.”
Robin Bailey faintly said, “Your brother seems to be just a president of Smallpox House, but, I found out, it’s not that simple, there are people behind him. I want to find your brother, jointly, I can help him to overthrow the the Braton family. right now the the Braton family wants me in the main city, I can’t get in.”
“What people behind, my brother is just a foreign student who came back from a foreign country and applied to this president, it’s not as complicated as you said. As for contacting the person behind, the person behind, is a foreigner, he can’t help you.”
Grover Holt frowned.
“Then can you, help me make an appointment with President Wrinkle.” Robin Bailey asked.
“I’ve said it all, my brother is just applying for a job here, it’s not as complicated as you say, the people behind Smallpox House, they won’t care about you this or that. Don’t worry, well, this time it’s considered that I’ve taken your favour, I’ll pay you back next time, I can’t help you with anything else. Checkout.”
Grover Holt raised his hand and the bartender came right over.
After paying the bill, Grover Holt took Robin Bailey’s shoulder and walked away, “That, I still have a little thing to do, so I’ll leave first.”
“Hmm.”
Robin Bailey nodded and sipped lightly from the glass of wine in his hand.
A little sip, a little sip.
The taste, not bad.
However, Robin Bailey flicked his glass, and in the middle of this bar, someone walked out, it was a wolf guard, and this time, his mission was to go out and track down Grover Holt.
“Still too young to act.”
Robin Bailey said as he took another sip of his drink.
Too young.
Grover Holt wanted to act extremely normal, but, in front of Robin Bailey, he was too young, especially when Robin Bailey said that he had found out who was behind President Wrinkle, Grover Holt’s tone quickened by one point, his hands also moved a little bit flustered, and his eyes didn’t even dare to actively look at Robin Bailey.
However, the biggest break of all.
It was still him, of course, panicking away.
As if he was afraid that, if he said a little more, he was going to expose something, so he immediately left.
Unbeknownst to him, that was the biggest reveal.
From this Grover Holt, Robin Bailey could basically tell that this Stuart Holt really had a problem, either he was a member of the Sima clan, or he was a subordinate of the Sima clan.
But now there is one more point.
Where is Stuart Holt?
Robin Bailey tried to send wolf guards to check, but this side of the sea city after all is not the river city in the beginning, it’s much bigger, for one thing, it’s big, but the forces are intricate, checking is not that good.
So in the end, did not find Stuart Holt where.
Dingdong.
Robin Bailey tapped his glass and was waiting for the result, while its waiting, there were quite a lot of girls came to hit on him, many of them knew this man through that previous match, and all of them wanted to come and have some wonderful stories.
But, at this moment, Robin Bailey’s aura was cold.
No one alive was allowed in.
Not a single person could successfully strike up a conversation.
“This man, and his aura, so handsome, I want to hit on him, hit on him.” A red skirt girl said.
“Hitting on him, forget it.”
“We’ve all hit on him, failed, this person is very high and cold, but, really quite handsome.”
The other girls murmured, all interested in Robin Bailey.
However, Robin Bailey didn’t care about them.
He was still waiting.
And at this time, that one wolf guard came back and said next to Robin Bailey, “Grover Holt went home, and as soon as he came home, he closed the windows and doors, afraid that someone would see him, and, it is suspected that he made a phone call out.”