Chapter 256: Taking Matters into My Own Hands
"Noah, you just mentioned that there are great benefits in collaborating with our Winchester Family," Gideon sneered. "Are you suggesting that the great benefits you speak of involve using our Winchester Family's logistics to deliver your food, and in return, you give us a commission?"
"Even if your Anderson Family Company has a thousand delivery guys, and we receive two dollars per delivery, that's only two thousand dollars a day," Gideon continued, his mocking expression growing.
Note: The translations provided here are fictional and may not accurately represent the original Chinese text.
"One day, $2,000, not even the Winchester Family's daily earnings can compare to that," laughed someone in the room.
"Hahaha!"
The laughter erupted again.
"Gideon, can you keep quiet for a moment?" Anna was slightly annoyed. The way these people treated Noah made her uncomfortable.
Although Noah's idea was indeed somewhat comical, he at least showed sincerity by coming to discuss cooperation.
But the others mocked him so much, it was just plain rude!
Noah frowned, emitting a cold aura that startled Gideon and Evelyn, sending chills down their spines.
"Noah, what are you planning to do?" Gideon looked at Noah with fear. "You just swore not to touch me and not to break your promise! Besides, this is a public place with security! If you cause trouble, you will be thrown out for sure!"
Noah took a deep breath and said, "Alright, I won't lay a hand on you."
Hearing this, Gideon and Evelyn felt relieved.
"Wow, Noah, is that an Armani suit you're wearing?" Zack spoke up, noticing the designer suit Noah had on him.
"Is it true?" Gideon looked astonished.
"It is," Evelyn nodded, knowledgeable about luxury brands. "This set costs around $250,000."
"$250,000? Noah, how long do you have to deliver takeout to earn that much?" Zack couldn't believe it.
"Heh, Zack, you don't think Noah bought this suit, do you?" Gideon sneered.
Noah had just said he wouldn't lay a hand on them, which put Gideon's mind at ease.
"A delivery guy like Noah won't be able to afford a suit worth $250,000, right? He must have rented it!" Gideon continued, "But I guess the rental fee is probably $2,000 or $3,000 a day, which matches his half-monthly salary! Noah, you must have spent a fortune just to have some face while discussing cooperation with me!"
"Gideon, let's not talk too much for now. Let's just focus on discussing our logistics cooperation," Noah said.
"I, The Anderson Family Company, is interested in establishing a logistics partnership with The Winchester Family. If you're also interested, let's have a detailed discussion. I promise it will bring great benefits to The Winchester Family."
"Great benefits? $2,000 a day is considered great benefits?" Evelyn sneered.
"Noah, do you know how much money the Anderson Family Company makes in a day? The whole family, in terms of profit, at least $200,000!"
"The Anderson Family Company is worth billions of dollars, they wouldn't care about your measly $2,000 a day!"
"This Noah wants to reach for the stars! He rented an Armani suit just to try and get some benefits from the Anderson Family Company. But he's so narrow-minded, he doesn't know how terrifying the Anderson Family Company's wealth is," Zack chuckled.
"Noah, you have such a limited perspective, you know? You think making $2,000 a day is a lot and gives you the capital to collaborate with the Anderson Family Company. But for the Anderson Family Company, that's just a drop in the bucket. How could they possibly work with you?"
"Yeah," Gideon sneered at Noah.
"Noah, take a good look at yourself. A frog in a well wants to eat swan meat. Do you think I, from the Anderson Family Company, am someone you can climb up to?"
Anna shook her head helplessly on the side. Though their words were hurtful to one's self-esteem, they did make some sense.
The Anderson Family Company wouldn't even care about a collaboration that only brings in $2,000 or $3,000 a day.
"Noah, why don't you quit your delivery job?" Anna said to Noah. "Come to work at our company, I'll make you the general manager, and you can make $10,000 a month. How about that?"
Her offer was a display of goodwill towards Noah. And seeing Noah being ridiculed by everyone, she felt somewhat sympathetic.
"No need," Noah waved his hand.
"Heh, you've really got high standards. Miss Anna offered you a position as a manager at their company, and you look down on it. $10,000 a month as your salary is not low!" Gideon sneered.
"You're really lacking ambition, talking about The Anderson Family Company! You must be dreaming! Your delivery company, composed of a bunch of delivery boys, doesn't deserve to be called a corporation!"
"Sigh, he used to be a worthless bum, just waiting for death. No ambition whatsoever," Evelyn jeered with a smile.
"Now that he's delivering food, I thought he had some ambition and knew how to work. But I never expected that he has no clue about his own worth! Still dreaming about collaborating with the Anderson Family Company and climbing up their high branches. Noah, you should go home and sleep, because that's where you'll find everything in your dreams!"
As soon as their words finished, a black figure whizzed past the two.
That was Noah's foot, moving at lightning speed like a bullet.
Two muffled sounds rang out.
Gideon and Evelyn, caught off guard, were immediately kicked by Noah and landed on a dining table five meters away.
Crack, crack...
The table couldn't withstand such force, and cracks began to appear before it collapsed with a loud crash.
The two of them crashed onto the ground.
"What's going on?"
"Are they fighting?"
The scene immediately descended into chaos, with the people dining all looking on in surprise.
"Ouch! It hurts so much!"
Gideon clutched his stomach and let out a cry of pain.
That kick just now felt like it had shattered his intestines, causing unbearable agony.
Evelyn was in the same state, crying loudly.
"Noah... cough cough... you damn liar!"
Gideon pointed his finger at Noah and cursed, "You just said you wouldn't hit me! Do you have no integrity? Fuck! Why did you hit me?"
Zack and Anna beside them were also stunned, never expecting Noah to suddenly attack.
"I did say I wouldn't use my hands, but I used my feet," Noah shrugged, grinning and revealing his white teeth.
"You!"
Hearing this, Gideon and Evelyn almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
They never expected Noah to play word games with them.
Noah lowered his head and noticed that his newly purchased Armani suit was covered in soup and wine stains.
The kick just now had knocked over two tables, and he hadn't managed to dodge the spills.
"My brand new clothes..." Noah felt a pang of heartache. He took a step forward and walked up to Gideon, smirking coldly.
"Gideon, you're really good at talking shit! I called you Gideon out of respect, but who knew you would act so shamelessly!"
Noah kicked Gideon in the stomach.
"Respectfully discuss business cooperation. If you agree, agree. If you don't, then don't. Why do you have to mock? Are you just looking for trouble?"
Noah kicked again.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
Gideon let out a miserable cry, his whole body trembling and convulsing under Noah's foot.
