Lord Protector Novel

Chapter 589

Harry agreed immediately, “No problem. John, you must hurry and rescue Mr. Wood, who has been imprisoned by Jeffrey.”

Harry then told John about everything that had happened in Reagan Pharmaceutical.

After hearing the report, John couldn’t help but sighed a breath of fury and turned quiet.

It took him a while to gather himself and instructed, “There’s a restaurant called Riverdale Ramen about five hundred meter west of the Civil Affairs Bureau. We’ll meet there in thirty minutes.”

“The code is ‘a large bowl of beef ramen but replace the beef with pork’. Say the exact words. Don’t get a single one wrong.”

“Wilson Wood is off the board, so you will take his place and work for me.”

The man on the other end of the line hung up before Harry could say anything.

Harry was so excited that he teared up.

John was going to arrange for him to replace Wilson as the new municipal secretary.

Holy crap! Just how powerful is this ‘John’ guy? He is actually going to get a driver like me to be the municipal secretary!

I’m rich! I’m finally going to be rich!

With no time to waste, he quickly got a cab and headed for the Riverdale Ramen.

Thirty minutes later, he arrived at his destination on time.

That was a ramen restaurant that couldn’t look more regular.

It wasn’t lunchtime. No one was inside the restaurant, and that made it look dead.

The only person there was a middle-aged restaurant owner who was playing with his phone.

The owner stood up immediately and welcomed Harry into the restaurant. “This way, Sir. The air- conditioner is pointed toward this spot, so it is cooler. What would you like to have?”

Harry replied, “A large bowl of beef ramen, but replace the beef with pork.”

The owner immediately turned furious and barked, “This is a halal restaurant owned by a Muslim! I dare you to repeat your request.”

Harry got a little scared then. It was taboo to say ‘pork’ in a Muslim’s restaurant.

However, he definitely got the code right. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

He steeled himself up and repeated, “A large bowl of beef ramen, but replace the beef with pork.”

The restaurant owner took a deep breath before he walked to the door suspiciously and scanned the surroundings.

When he was sure that no one was around, he said, “A large bowl of beef ramen, got it. Please wait inside the private room, Sir.”

A private room?

Why would an ordinary ramen restaurant have a separate private room for its customers? That was so weird.

Harry entered the room nervously.

The private room was a little dark, and an elderly figure sat in the corner.

The man was wearing an old-fashioned jacket and a pair of sunglasses. He had a head of white hair, but other than that, there was no way to identify him because no one could see his face.

Still, the man’s facial shape seemed familiar, and Harry felt like he had met the man before.

“John?” asked Harry cautiously.

John didn’t reply. He simply fished his phone out of his pocket and dialed a number.

Harry’s phone rang up soon after.

John only hung the phone up after he had confirmed Harry’s identity. Then he waved at Harry. “Come sit down.”

“Oh, okay.”

Harry sat quickly. He couldn’t make out the other party’s face, but that man exuded a powerful aura. Harry felt breathless. He was so nervous that he didn’t even dare to look the man in the eye.

John didn’t speak, and Harry was too afraid to talk, so the atmosphere in the room became awkward and nerve-wracking.

The tension dissipated when the restaurant owner came in with two bowls of beef ramen.

Though, technically, those were two bowls of pork ramen.

John seemed famished because he picked up his chopsticks and chowed down instantly.

Harry, however, remained motionless.

John finally spoke up, “Have some food before we talk business.”

Harry shook his head. “Thank you, but I’m not hungry. You go ahead without me.”

Even a kindergartener would know that they shouldn’t eat anything offered by a stranger, and Harry was an adult who had seen the uglier side of humanity. He knew better.

John scoffed in disdain and asked, “What’s up? You suspect I poisoned the ramen? Do I need to go through so many hoops if I wanted you dead?”

Harry quickly waved his hands in denial and insisted, “You’ve misunderstood, John. I’m really just full.”

He remained vigilant and didn’t dare to eat anything.