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The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 177
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Chapter 177

Jim felt a bone-piercing chill after he heard that sentence. The young master was livid. Jim nodded furiously. He had a nervous

expression on his face when he said, “Got it!” Then, he turned around and kicked Michael’s stomach. Michael fell on his face. Jim

shouted at Michael indifferently,

“Michael Moseby, from now on, you’re not the manager of my restaurant!”

Michael was furious. He was shaking all over. “F*ck you! Jim Winger, don’t think that I won’t do

anything to you because you fired me! I have more than ten men here! Do you think you’ll be able to

handle it if we start rioting?” Michael was savage. He was relying on having more people on his side.

Then, he stood up from the ground and rubbed his stomach. When he said that, his men approached

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them. His men were trying to force them to submit. Jim’s face was dark as he shouted to Michael’s

men, “Are you blind? Don’t you know who I am? Jim Winger! If anyone dares to take one more f*cking

step, I’ll kill their entire family!” Jim’s face was icy, but there was a fire flickering in his eyes. If he could

not perform well in front of his young master, he could just pack up and f*ck off. When they saw Jim in

his furious state, they were scared. They looked at each other and did not dare to approach him. “You

good-for-nothings!” Jim yelled. When he was about to call for backup, Philip came forward and said

something in his ear. In an instant, Jim walked away. Michael and his men were shocked when they

saw this. What did this mean? “What are you doing?” Michael could feel that this was not that simple.

Philip smiled lightly and looked at Michael and his men. He said slowly, “Let me ask you guys, what

kind of benefits do Michael usually give you?” “What… What do you mean?” Michael and his men were

stunned. They looked at each other, not knowing what Philip meant. Philip placed his hands in his

pockets calmly. He said nonchalantly,

“Are you deaf or mute? Do you not understand what I’m saying?” “We…

We’re just trying to get by. Mike gives me 1,000 bucks per month. He’ll also bring us for massages and

have fun with call girls.” One of the more timid men blurted out subconsciously when he saw Philip’s

face. They were all shaken to the core when they saw Philip. Plus, they were scared after seeing Jim

being so respectful toward him. “Hehe, Michael, I didn’t think that you were so stingy. 1,000 bucks? Are

you even fit to be their leader?”

Philip scoffed in detest. At the same time, Jim came back. There were two servers behind him. They were holding two gigantic

plastic bags. Everyone looked over as Philip took the plastic bags. Then, he threw the bags in front of everyone. In an instant,

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everyone’s eyes went wide. Money! They were all money! 100 dollar bills! There were about 500,000 to 600,000 bucks here!

Philip kicked a wad of cash to the feet of the person who spoke up and said, “40,000. It’s your reward. You’ll be able to get as

many women as you want in any massage parlor you go to tonight. Take this money and get lost.”

“Um…” That person who answered earlier was stunned. He was in disbelief. He looked at the wads of cash on the floor while

trembling all over. He was super excited. He could not wait to pick it up! That was 40,000! He could not even make that much in a

year! Philip was just giving all this away? Just because he answered one of his questions? He did not even hesitate. He bent

down and picked up the money. Then, he smiled excitedly and started praising. “T-thank you, Master Clarke!” That man was so

excited that his voice changed. He kept on bowing to Philip before running off with his money. Then, Philip boldly kicked over

more wads of cash in front of everyone. He managed to kick over a few wads at a time. It was as if he was just fooling around.

Philip did not need to say anything. All of Michael’s men bent down and started to pick up the money. “Thank you, Master

Clarke!” “Thanks, Master Clarke!” In less than one minute, the men that Michael was relying on were all gone. When the tree

toppled, the monkeys scattered. They would not turn their backs away from cold hard cash.