Chapter 113 Cutting-Edge Talents
Surely, this Aaron Sander did not know the identity and background of Martin James.
At this time, Susan Bulwer also said, "Martin James, my boyfriend has a cutting-edge talent, I don't know how many times better he is than people like you."
Susan Bulwer knew the identity and background of Martin James, but what Susan Bulwer hated and despised most was the second generation and the third-generation rich people. Which was why she said that to him.
"Really?" Martin James smiled.
At this point, the boss of the noodle shop brought four bowls of seafood noodles.
"Boss." Martin James stopped the boss.
"What can I do for you, sir?" The boss smiled.
"I want to charter the venue." Martin James said calmly.
"charter the venue?" The boss was stunned.
"This money should be enough for you for one day, isn't it?" Martin James took a wad of money out of his bag, full of two thousand dollars.
When the boss saw the ten thousand dollars, his eyes immediately lit up.
"Yes! of course, it is!" The boss nodded in surprise.
With that so much money, he would have earned that profit for a few months. But now, he could earn the ten thousand dollars in just a night. Unless he is a fool otherwise, there was no reason for him to refuse his offer.
"In that case, don't give the seafood noodles to these two, instead feed them to the two dogs that were by the side of the road." Martin James pointed to the two dogs outside.
This chick Susan Bulwer looked down on Martin James. Now that Martin James has met her, how could he not give her a little bit of control?
"You. You control people too much!" Susan Bulwer sprang to her feet as she glared at Martin James.
"Officer Susan, it doesn't seem to be against the law for me to do this, does it?" Martin James replied with a smile.
Susan Bulwer was too speechless to retaliate. Martin James has a purse market, which was, of course, legal.
"Susan I will deal with such a naughty scoundrel!"
Aaron Sander, with gold-rimmed glasses, grabbed Susan Bulwer and walked forward as he was apparently trying to get back on the scene.
When Aaron Sander first looked at Martin James's clothes, he thought that Martin James was probably a poor man. But Martin James had come up with ten thousand dollars, which really surprised him.
"Well, cutting-edge people want to stand out, and if you can't handle such a trifle, you'll have a false reputation." Martin James calmly said with a smile.
"Isn't it just a charter? Do you think I can't afford to pay? Boss, I'll give you 15000 dollars! Get these two scoundrels out of here!" Aaron Sander took out a card and put it on the table.
In Aaron Sander's opinion, basing Martin James' clothes he would never be richer than him as he earned tens of thousands of dollars a month.
"Yo, do you want to compare money with me? If I'll just take some pocket money. I can kill you." Martin James smiled playfully.
Then Martin James took out a card and patted it on the table, "Boss, I'll give you $100,000!"
"This. Is this the black gold card of the firm?"
When Aaron Sander saw the bank card Martin James touched, his eyes flashed with shock.
Aaron Sander knew that this firm's black gold card required tens of millions of deposits to qualify for this card.
Aaron Sander never thought that Martin James could take out this card, and one could only imagine how shocked he was.
"Susan, who on earth is he?" Aaron Sander could not help but turn around and ask Susan Bulwer.
"An incompetent stinky rich man for only three generations." Susan Bulwer dismissed.
"Rich. Rich for three generations?"
Aaron Sander secretly complained in his heart. Although he did not know which third-generation rich Martin James belonged, he was sure that he himself would not be any richer than the third rich generation.
"I'll give you one hundred thousand dollars for this cutting-edge talent. Do you want to continue to bid? If you want to continue, I will accompany you. But your annual salary may not be as much as my pocket money." Martin James stared at Aaron Sander with a smile on his face.
Although Aaron Sander complained in his heart, he still looked calm on the surface.
"Well, there are only three generations of rich people who can only eat their old money. Susan, let's not be like him. Let's go! let's eat somewhere else." Aaron Sander said.
"Aaron Sander, you are worthy of a cutting-edge talent, ah, but admit that you can be so fresh and refined, so plausible." Martin James shook his head and laughed.
"People like you, without your parents, you are nothing! There is nothing to be proud of!" Aaron Sander turned blue.
Susan Bulwer also stood up and said, "Martin James, Aaron Sander is correct. I most despise you, the rich second generation and the third generation."
Martin James smiled and shook his head. It was true that he was rich for three generations.
But Martin James asked himself that he did not do bad things, nor did he do evil things, but this Susan Bulwer made no distinction between right and wrong after she learned that he was rich for three generations. She totally thought that he was a bad guy?
When Susan Bulwer had finished, she then turned to leave.
"Susan Bulwer, stop!" But Martin James stopped her.
" Susan, the 300,000-maintenance fee for my car. Don't forget to give it back to me. Remember, within three days, send it to me in person." Martin James smiled.
"You." Susan Bulwer showed him a frown.
"See, the rich three generations you despise can still command you." Martin James said with a smile.
"Well, a rotten rich third generation!"
Susan Bulwer stomped her feet and left with her boyfriend Aaron Sander.
After they left.
"Mr., what did you say about the reservation fee?" The boss stared at Martin James with an expectant look on his face.
"I, Martin James, keep my word. Since I have promised you, I won't lose you a penny for a hundred thousand dollars." Martin James said.
As long as Martin James did not want to give the money to him he could surely do it. But Martin James disdained to do such a treacherous thing since he promised then he would certainly deliver.
Then Martin James spoke on his cell phone, "Transfer 100,000 dollars to the boss."
After the boss received 100,000 dollars, he instantly smiled happily from ear to ear. This huge amount was already his income for two years.
After the boss collected the money he then left them be.
"Martin, you just revealed Aaron Sander's real face, with a look of self-esteem and contempt for others. If it hadn't been for your money, we would have been despised by him." Andre Robin said.
Martin James smiled and said, "Although he is gentle on the outside, maybe he is just sanctimonious on the inside."
The next morning.
Gold Group.
General Manager Michael Bess, reported to Martin James on the project of protected area No. 1 and he was saying that the project has been finalized. The construction would start soon, and the preliminary publicity has been started.
As soon as Michael Bess finished the report and left, the secretary came in and then reported to him. "There is a lady named Susan Bulwer who wants to see you outside, Mr. James."
"Susan Bulwer?" Martin James froze for a moment.
Then Martin James waved his hand, "Go and bring her in."
Soon Susan Bulwer was brought in by the secretary. She was dressed in casual clothes.
"Officer Susan, why are you interested in meeting with me?" Martin James looked at Susan Bulwer with a smile on his face.
"Here is your maintenance fee, 300000. Count it yourself!" Susan Bulwer took out a suitcase, she then put it in front of Martin James.
"Well, you are quite efficient, it has been delivered so soon." Martin James was surprised.
"If it hadn't been for the Jack Bureau, do you think I would have sent it to you?" Susan Bulwer still looked down on Martin James.
"Susan Bulwer, please don't look at me with discrimination." Martin James said helplessly.
"How much money do you think you have, who will hold you? I'm sorry, but I won't." Susan Bulwer said coldly.
"Doesn't that boyfriend of yours love money?" Martin James shook his head and smiled.
"Don't compare him to you. You don't deserve it!" Susan Bulwer glared at Martin James.
"It seems that he is very lofty and remarkable in your eyes. Do you believe that as long as I spend some money, he can be at my disposal to be one of my men?" Martin James smiled playfully.
"In your dreams, it's absolutely impossible for him to do that!" Susan Bulwer's tone was firm.
"It seems that he is very honorable in your mind, but whether he is so lofty or not remains to be seen." Martin James said with a smile.
"I'm so tired of talking to you!"
After Susan Bulwer dropped this sentence, she turned around and left.
After Susan Bulwer left, Martin James called his secretary and asked the secretary to get a copy of the information about Aaron Sander.
Soon, the information was sent to Martin James.
Aaron Sander studied at a university in country C., when Martin James checked on the Internet he found out that the school was very unknown in country C.
In addition, according to the data, Aaron Sander did win a prize for his paper, which is the third prize awarded by Aaron Sander's school when he was studying in country C. However, according to the report, as long as the school completes the paper, it has the third prize issued by the school.
To put it simply, this third prize was just like the kindergarten method of good children's certificate that everyone has. There was definitely no honor to it!
But according to the words of Aaron Sander, his paper has won a big prize abroad. Did he really fake the things he bragged to others?
"This Aaron Sander is really not a good thing." Martin James shook his head.