I Have a Tycoon Granpa

Chapter 109 Paul's Ex-girlfriend

"Why should we wait until tomorrow noon?" Douglas asked curiously.

"Just be patient." Fraser kept it secret and went downstairs.

Arriving at the reception of the Old Days, Fraser asked Uncle Qian to gather everyone.

After everyone arrived, Fraser patted Paul on the shoulder and said, "I have to announce that from now

on, he is the manager of the Old Days."

"He is Paul Steward, my best friend."

Paul just took a mouthful of water, and spitted it out when hearing what Fraser said.

"Fraser, are you kidding me?" Paul looked up at Fraser with astonishment.

"Well, you don't want it?"

"I do, but I don't have the ability. I don't have any management experience. How can I be the bar

manager for you? What if I make it go bankruptcy?" Paul said, a little worried.

"It's OK. Uncle Qian will help you. You don't need to care for anything at the beginning. You just take

the post and learn from Uncle Qian during this time. When you think you have the ability, then you can

make decision yourself and manage the bar."

After speaking, Fraser introduced Paul to Uncle Qian.

After several minutes, the crowd thinned out.

Paul couldn't still believe it, "Fraser, do you really want to be the bar manager?"

"Yes. The reason why you gave up the idea of looking for Fenny is just that you feel inferior, right?"

"You have no self-confidence, and feel that you are not a real successful person. Even if you drive the

Porsche to find her, it is just deceiving yourself."

"I was the same with you before, and was not strong psychologically."

"So, you ask me to be the bar manager?" Paul asked.

"Yes, you are the bar manager now, someone with dignity. You are now half a successful person now."

Fraser smiled and said, "Well, do you still feel unconfident?"

Paul shook his head, "Give me some time to get accustomed to it."

"Will I manage such a big bar?" Paul looked around and his eyes lit up.

Paul suddenly became a bar manager from a car washer. The dramatic change of the identity made

him feel that he was dreaming.

After the dinner, Paul suddenly received a call from his family.

After hanging up the phone, Paul showed a very complicated expression on his face.

Fraser asked, "What's wrong?"

"Do you remember what Filip said in the hospital?" Paul asked.

"What did Filipsay?"

"He said that the logistic company where my father works has cooperation relationship with theirs. At

that time, he asked me to betray you with my father as a threat." Paul said.

"An hour ago, my father was fired by the logistic company, and he didn't get any salary." Paul said

dispassionately.

Fraser didn't care and said, "It's OK. It's just a job. I will help your father find another one."

"I haven't finished my words. After my father was fired, he was brought over to Jay's company, and was

given a position of supervisor, with a monthly salary of 30,000. He doesn't need to do anything. To be

honest, he just enjoys the privileges without doing a stroke of work."

Paul got stunned, "Fraser, in your opinion, why does Jay suddenly treat me so well?"

Fraser smiled but not spoke. Jay must have considered Paul as the son of a mysterious millionaire.

That was to say, his plan succeeded.

At this time, Jay called Paul and asked Paul where he was.

Paul answered, "Jay, I am in the bar. When will you come?"

"I'll be right there." Jay said.

After Paul hung up the phone, Fraser said to Paul, "You don't need to be so polite to Jay. Just take a

bad attitude towards him."

"How can I do that? He just arranged such a good job for my father. I shouldn't treat him with a bad

attitude. What if he treats my father bad?" Paul said, worried.

"Paul, can you trust me?" Fraser asked.

"Of course."

"If you trust me, keep a sense of distance with Jay and make him feel you are superior. Otherwise, he

will not respect you, let alone your father." Fraser said.

Paul looked at Fraser with dull eyes, "Fraser, there seems to be something that you hide from me."

"After Jay knows that I am the owner of the Porsche 918, he tries to be matey with me. Is there

anything to do with the car?" Paul said with frowned eyebrows.

"Sure. The car is worth more than 20 million. Will it be an ordinary person who drives such an

expensive sports car? Jay will naturally ingratiate himself with you. Therefore, you should create

yourself a character."

"Character?"

"Just consider yourself as a son of a super millionaire. No matter how others sound you out, you can't

tell the truth, and always keep mysterious." Fraser smiled, and said, "Don't be afraid. The Porsche 918

is now in your name, which can assure your identity not to be revealed."

"Will it work?"

"Of course." Fraser smiled.

Paul was somewhat in doubt.

"By the way, ask Michelle and Ella to see what they are doing. If they are free, call them over to have

fun." Fraser said.

Without seeing Michelle for a whole day, Fraser missed her.

Paul called them. Michelle refused, but Ella agreed.

After about half an hour, Jay came with a lot of friends, and there were many women.

Jay's company was specialized in media communication, where a lot of models, cyber celebrities and

some starlets worked.

These women had beautiful faces and outstanding figures.

Jay ignored Fraser and began to introduce these beauties to Jay.

When Jay was introducing a girl with short hair, Paul got stunned, "Fenny?"

"It's you?" The girl with short hair also got stunned, with disdain in her eyes at the same time.

"Are you the son of a millionaire mentioned by the boss? Well, it's so funny." The girl sneered, looking

at Jay, "Boss, haven't you been cheated?"

"This fellow is just a car washer, not the son of a millionaire at all." The girl with short hair shook her

head and said.

Fraser walked forward and gave Paul a little pull, "Is she your ex-girlfriend, Fenny?"

Paul nodded, "Yes. But she kept long hair and didn't wear such a heavy makeup before."

At this time, a fat man walked in.

"Damn it! There are so customers coming to the Old Days. It has taken me so long to find a parking

space." The fat guy walked over and held Fenny around her shoulder.

"Fenny, what's wrong? You look pale. Is there someone who has bullied you?" The fat man asked,

looking at Fenny with heartache.

Jay looked confused and asked looking at Paul, "Paul, do you know Fenny?"

At this time the fat man looked up and noticed Paul.

Looking at Paul for quite a while, the fat man suddenly frowned, "I remember I have met you

somewhere."

Paul didn't speak, with an embarrassed expression.

"Well, it's you!"

Pointing at Paul, the fat man said, "You are the ex-boyfriend of Fenny, who is a loser."

The fat man smiled coldly, "I remember you worked for Cohen before, right? Well, after Cohen had an

accident, you came to the Old Days to work as a waiter?"

"Ayden, shut your fucking mouth up!"

Before Paul could speak, Jay cursed directly.

"Why? Jay, did I say anything wrong?" The fat man got confused, looking at Jay, "This fellow is just a ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

loser. Why can't I comment on him?"

Jay looked at the fat man with darkened face, and said, "Is he a loser?"

"If so, then what are you?"

"You asked me whose car the Porsche 918 at the gate is just now, right?" Jay smiled coldly and said,

pointing at Paul, "Then I tell you now. It belongs to Paul."

"Belongs to him?" The fat man sneered and said, "Jay, stop skidding at me."

"His car is a secondhand Ford. How can it be Porsche 918?" The fat man looked at Paul and asked,

"Paul, I ask you, is the Porsche 918 parked at the gate yours?"

Paul breathed a sign and took out the car key of the Porsche from his pocket, "It's mine,

why?"