Winner Takes All

Next morning, Jack got a message that he received an amount of money.

One billion was transferred to his Bauhinia Card, but he only sneered.

Obviously, Mr. Wand misunderstood his words last night.

Maybe he thought if one billion wasn't enough to compensate, he could give another one billion?ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Well, what an easy way to say sorry!

How much money did his father, he had never seen, have?

After freshening up a little bit, Jack looked around his small apartment he rented with only two bedrooms. Suddenly he thought of what Daisy once said to him. Indeed, with so much money in his pocket, he still lived in this shit hole. Didn't he deserve better?

He didn't have to think about buying a car now. But he did need a bigger apartment.

He could just get by living in this place, but his mother was about to leave the hospital, and Daisy decided to move in. Two bedrooms were obviously not enough.

Jack hesitated a while, and then made up his mind to visit different villas.

Compared with common apartments, villas provided a more private space.

Jack and Daisy were almost at the same age. Later when she moved in, if the house was too small, there must be some embarrassing situations.

In casual clothes, Jack took a cab and headed to the finest villa district of the city.

They arrived at TM Villa District, where real noble and wealthy families gathered.

It cost 100 grand for one square meter. Even the majority couldn't afford that. But that was the lowest price in this district.

The prices for those amazing villas at the half of the mountain were sky-high.

Living in those villas, you could bird view the city. In addition, the air quality there was the best. The sunshine would shroud the whole house at sunrise and sundown as if it was surrounded by a halo. It would be magnificent.

Ben arrived at the TM Villa sales center very early.

Architectures here were designed by his brother-in-law - Aiden Lott.

But since last night Ben got beaten black and blue, his reputation at the sales center changed dramatically.

It was Aiden that made him as the sales manager. Now, Aiden was so furious that he even threatened to divorce his sister in order to make him apologize. He was completely degraded from sale manager to a salesman at the ground level.

"Ben, you're here so early." A girl in suits with heavy makeup walked to him with a flattering smile, "Today is my birthday, and you have to drink with me tonight."

On the first day Ben worked in the sales center, he told everyone that he and Mr. Lott were in-laws. It seemed like what he usually did.

So people knew he had a tough background, which Ben leveraged to pick up girls.

Gold-diggers rushed to him like hungry wolves.

The girl standing in front of him was one of these gold-diggers.

"Okay, of course." With his swollen face, Ben responded with an ugly smile.

"But, Ben, my performance this month is not qualified, so ...I'll repay you in another way."

That girl cast a charming smile at Ben, and crossed her finger on his chest. Ben's heart was racing.

He had been through the same situation for a thousand times. How couldn't he understand the girl's intention.

However, he quit the idea to hook up with her.

His face clouded and signed, "Actually I ..."

"Sara, Ben, what's wrong with you? Don't you have work to do?" A middle-aged man yelled.

Sara suddenly frowned and pouted, "I have something to report to manager Hall."

"From now on, you report directly to me. It's Mr. Lott's order. Ben Hall has been demoted to salesman, and I will be your new manager." That man's face was stone cold, which frightened Sara.

Wasn't Ben Mr. Lott's brother?

How could he lose his position over one night?

Sara was a smart girl because she suddenly realized everything when she glanced at Ben's wounds.

She said with an embarrassing smile, "Well, Ben, I gotta work."

The way she shifted from calling him "Manager Ben" to "Ben" was so natural, so flawless.

Ben stared at curved Sara and asked, "Sara, your birthday party tonight ..."

"Ben, I have to work overtime so that I can reach the standard," Sara said without turning back. Ben was left there alone and unhappy.

The moment she got rid of Ben, Sara rushed to the middle-aged man that was yelling at her.

"Manager, what happened, Ben is Mr. Lott's brother-in-law!"

The man gave her a blank stare and answered, "Did you see those scars on his face? Mr. Lott did that because he messed with the wrong guy. He called the CEO of this sales center to demote Ben." "Even Mr. Lott doesn't have the courage to provoke that guy. Now he is actually thinking about divorcing his wife."

Nothing could be kept as a secret in this world, not to mention a place full of schemes and plots like this.

"Jesus Christ."

Sara was dumbfounded. She covered her mouth with her hand, "So, Ben is totally hopeless now?"

The middle-aged manager confirmed her guess by nodding. Sara turned so mad at Ben that she grabbed her clothes and swore, "Fuck!"

When Jack arrived at the sales center, the taxi driver checked Jack from the rearview mirror and laughed at him, “Dude, you're here to apply for the sales position? This is a nice job. As a taxi driver, I'm well informed. Job at this place, you earn at least 50 grand a month."

"But I'm here to buy a house," Jack said as he paid the fare and got off.

The driver froze and murmured, "Damn, what a moron. Take a taxi and wear cheap clothes as a rich guy to buy a villa here? Well, I freaking drive a Rolls-Royals."

Hearing this, Jack smiled and ignored him.

The moment he stepped into the sales center, Sara and several other salesmen had already seen him.

As a salesperson at TM Villa, one had to master the skills to read a person.

Otherwise, 50-grand salary would only be a wild rumor.

"Test time," One salesman joked.

This was their daily routine. Identify the client's purchasing power by judging with their appearance.

Sara and some coworkers said in one voice, "Loser."

"Who wants to deal with him?" The salesman asked again.

"Don't waste time on him."

"Not me. Who dares to invite the new manager to serve him?"

"Don't be stupid. Taxi, cheap clothes, no luxury accessories-all these made him look like a poor guy from countryside. After all, he was a little bit good-looking. But still, no." Those salesmen turned around.

Being a salesperson, knowing how much money a client got was the easiest way to make a deal.

To them, Jack was that kind of client that couldn't afford the price. If they paid attention to him for one more second, they might miss the actual potential buyers.

Sara shook her head and walked away when the manager stopped her, "Sara, you said this month your performance hasn't been very good. Here, you got a chance." Her coworkers seemed to take pleasure in her misfortune.

Sara frowned. She organized her suits while walking towards Jack, and she cursed in low voice, "Darn you, Ben!"

When Jack entered the sales center, a girl with a resentful look came over.

He didn't really care with a smile, "Hi, I'm interested in the villas."

Sara was thinking about Ben, so she was too angry to put on a smile. She said directly, "Just have a look."

Jack felt uncomfortable with a frown.

He had been struggling in the real estate field for three years, so he knew clearly what the girl meant.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐