I Am the Ruler of All

Chapter 73

Bang!

In the end, Peter couldn't bear the pressure anymore. He kneeled on the ground and cried bitterly, "I'll sign the free contract. We will build the Nicholson Family Cemetery for free."

"Draw out the contract on the spot, and I want it signed immediately."

As soon as Kingsley finished speaking, Stephen hurriedly crawled toward the table. He then nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I'll amend the contract and make it free of charge right now."

"As for you…" Kingsley turned his eyes back to Mickey.

"You can go along with Peter and eat sh*t on live broadcast as a punishment."

"I—"

Just as Mickey was about to say something, Kenny roared angrily, "How dare you refute Mr. Nicholson! Believe it or not, I will twist your neck right now!"

"Yes... I-I will eat shit together with Peter—"

Mickey burst into tears. He was once a savage bully, but now, he'd have to eat sh*t on a live broadcast platform.

Who else can I intimidate from now on?

In the future, other people would not be afraid when they saw him; they might even laugh and mock him.

Kenny then hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Nicholson. I will supervise them, and we'll go live at noon tomorrow."

After a while, Leroy signed the contract with Stephen.

"Mr. Nicholson, we will arrange for people to start construction this afternoon. Don't worry, it will be our best work using the best materials."

Stephen patted his chest to assure them all.

"Okay."

Kingsley stood up and said to Leroy, "The rest will be left to you."

"Yes. Mr. Nicholson."

Leroy's gaze toward Kingsley was full of fanatical worship.

When he saw Kingsley walking away, Kenny hurriedly kneeled and crawled two steps to the door while saying loudly, "Don't worry, Mr. Nicholson. I will definitely teach them a lesson."

After leaving the Summers Residence, Kingsley drove directly toward Coliree Group.

He was going to interrogate Boris, who had been arrested before. Then, he'd discuss the spy annihilation plan with Lancer and Hades.

Boris was the first spy they caught, so its importance was self-evident. Hence, he had to go and check in person to be at ease.

After driving the car to the gate of the Colisee Group's headquarters, Kingsley looked at the imposing buildings and nodded with satisfaction.

There were more than a dozen skyscrapers here. Flower beds and small squares were built between each building, but they were far apart and did not interfere with each other. As such, it was very beneficial for them to hide their identities.

There was only a security guard in his forties standing at the gate, and he was fiddling with his phone while trying to kill boredom. No one could imagine that past this gate with its slack security, there were hundreds of elite soldiers of Coliree Island carrying out secret activities.

When he saw that Kingsley's car had been parked directly opposite the gate, the security guard put his phone in his trouser pocket and staggered forward.

"Hey, boy, stop looking. You can't come to this kind of place. Hurry up and drive away. Don't block the door."

Kingsley rolled down the car window, stretched out his neck, and said, "Hello, please open the door. I have something to do here."

He knew that the security guard must have been hired by Lancer at the labor center in order not to

arouse the vigilance of the enemy.

Hence, he didn't expect the other party to recognize his identity at a glance.

"Something to do here?" The security guard lifted his loose trousers, looked Kingsley up and down, then pointed to the side.

"You can't drive in here with that sh*tty car of yours. If you're applying for a job, turn left at the intersection ahead and take the side door."

The security guard didn't know Phaeton at all; he just thought that Kingsley was driving a low-spec Passat.

Meanwhile, the latter didn't want to waste time here, so he put on reverse gear and backed out, intending to enter through the side door.

However, he was about to leave when he heard the security guard cursing and saying, "F*ck, what a f*cking idiot. Why can't he look at what kind of place this is? How dare he apply for a job here without power and influence?"

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Although Coliree Group was established to hide its true identity from the public, the word 'Coliree' was still in the name, and sooner or later, it would reveal its identity to the world.

To put such a low-quality security guard at the door was to humiliate the reputation of Coliree.

At this moment, a supercar drove over with a rumble. The driver was a young guy who shouted arrogantly, "You there, open the door! I want to go in and apply for a job!"

The security guard who had looked down on Kingsley just now hurriedly pressed the remote control to open the door like a slave. He even bent down respectfully and bowed deeply to the young man.

Now, Kingsley was completely angry. He initially thought that it was the company's rule for candidates to walk through the side door. Unexpectedly, it was just this snobby security guard and his double standards.

The security guard straightened up, and before his flattering smile faded, he saw that Kingsley's car was still parked in the same place.

He immediately withdrew his smile and waved his arms like chasing a fly. "What are you looking at? Get lost!"

Kingsley immediately turned off the engine and got out of the car.

He came to the security guard and asked, "Why did that car enter through this gate, but I have to go through the side door?"

The security guard's name was Richard Gray, who was originally a laid-off worker from a factory.

Since coming to the Coliree Group as a security guard, he had reached the pinnacle of his life. All his relatives and friends around him regarded him differently. His ego was greatly satisfied, and he gradually felt that he was superior to others.

Richard glanced at Kingsley with disdain and sneered. "Boy, do you know the kind of people who come to Coliree Group to apply for jobs? They are all the children of the largest families in the city. A person like you wouldn't even be hired to clean the restrooms here," he said.

When Kingsley heard this, his eyes instantly turned cold.

What Coliree Group needed were real talents and not pampered young masters with strong family backgrounds.

Kingsley was angry upon thinking about this, and he shouted coldly, "Ask Daniel Robinson to get out and see me!"