I Have a Tycoon Granpa

Chapter 113 Admits to Being the Son of a Rich Man

"This one doesn't count!” Fraser refilled a glass for Jay.

Jay wanted to get along well with Fraser, but at this moment, he gave up.

Jay secretly thought: wait, I will take care of you when Fenny and Paul are together!

Fraser drank less than a glass of wine, but Jay had drunk twelve glasses. After drinking, the ambulance

was arrived, he got into the ambulance. But before he left, he told Fenny: take down Paul tonight no

matter what.

Soon after Jay left, the group of female artists also left.

Fraser got up and came to the reception.

"Fraser, you really want to let that boy be the bar manager?" Uncle Qian looked at Fraser and laughed.

Fraser nodded his head, "I want to help him."

"Don't you think it was a hasty decision?" Uncle Qian said with a smile, "Business is business. You

can’t get friends involved. You must understand that."

"A bar is nothing, but your dad's business of tens of billions will be handed over to you, you can’t be so

hasty." Uncle Qian said.

"I won’t," Fraser said. "I just think there won't be no problem with you in the bar."

"Besides, although Paul is the manager here, the bar's finance, operation, most of the money is in your

hands." Fraser laughed.

Let alone Paul, in fact, Fraser was just a figurehead boss, and the real operator was Uncle Qian.

Fraser was only responsible for enjoying the fruits of his labor.

"Yes, have you told your plan to my Dad?"

Uncle Qian nodded, "The plan is feasible, and I would like to be your dad's agent."

"But did you tell Paul?"

"No Now only Jay thinks Paul is me," Fraser said.

With that, Fraser shook his head, “In fact, I have not decided yet. I am afraid that I will harm Paul.

"What if they really think he's the son of a billionaire and kidnap him?" Fraser asked with concern.

"Don’t worry. I won't let that happen." Uncle Qian said with a smile, "I can give him a bodyguard to

protect his personal safety."

"Ok." Fraser said with a smile.

And this time, Fenny seemed to have drunk too much. Paul carried her arm to come over.

"Fraser, which floor?" Paul asked urgently.

Fraser waved at Anthony and said, "Get them a room."

Anthony nodded and then led Paul upstairs.

"That girl pretends to be drunk." After Paul left, Uncle Qian smiled and shook his head.

Fraser nodded, "I think so."

"But Paul is a man, he will be fine." Fraser smiled in disdain.

"That girl is not simple, Paul is not a match to her, you better remind him. Young men of your age are

the most likely to be controlled by women," said Uncle Qian.

Fraser nodded and asked, "Do we have any money in the bar?"

"Yes." Uncle Qian nodded and asked, "Why, do you want money?"

"I'm going to buy a car. The Porsche 918 is too high profile. Let Paul drive it for now." Fraser said.

“How much is it in the bar?" Fraser asked.

"Twenty million." Uncle Qian directly said without looking at it.

"How much?” Fraser was stunned on the spot. How could there be so much?

"Uncle Qian, have you made a mistake? We ran the bar for less than a month, do we really have

twenty million?" Fraser asked with surprise.

"And, a few days ago, we gave three million to Jordan. Why do we still have so much?" Fraser asked.

Uncle Qian was surprised, "Maybe our business is good."

Uncle Qian realized that the twenty million included the ten million robbed by Anthony.

Fraser gave Uncle Qian a card number. Uncle Qian said he would settle it weekly and transferred the

money earned to Fraser.

Fraser found a seat to sit down, and soon after Paul came downstairs.

"Finished?” Fraser was quite surprised to see Paul to come down so soon.

"Yes." Paul said, blushing, "I just took a few seconds."

"Ok." Fraser said with a smile.

Paul was depressed, "I regret it, she is a slut."

"A slut?”

"Yes, I thought she was really drunk, but when I got in the room, I realized I was wrong." Paul frowned

and said, "She is not drunk at all, she was active."

"You don’t like that?"

"Yeah, the more active she was, the more disgusted I felt. I thought she would be shy, we haven't seen

each other in years after all, but..." Paul was depressed, "She is like a prostitute."

“Do you have smoke? Give me one." Paul was annoyed.

"Damn, Paul, don’t be arrogant." Fraser looked at Paul with contempt on his face.

" I don’t. I really hate that, I do not mind other women being like this, but she......" Paul frowned and

said, "She was not like this before. When we were student, she was pure, shy, and she would be

flushed..."

"People change." Fraser smiled and comforted Paul.

At this moment, Fraser remembered Luna. Luna changed.

He gave Paul a cigarette. Then he got serious on face , "Paul, come to my office, I have something to All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

talk to you."

"What's it? Why do we have to go to the office..." Paul asked with curiosity.

When they arrived at the office, Fraser closed the door and said, "Paul, you know, this bar is mine."

"I knew that." Paul nodded his head.

"This bar values more than 2 billion, you know that?" Fraser said again.

Paul’s facial expression changed, "Fraser, how much money do you have? You have a bar worth over

two billion dollars!"

"I'll talk to you about it." Fraser said, "Recently there has been a rumor circulating in Donhey that the

mysterious rich man returns to the Donhey and brings tens of billions of investment to Donhey."

"You've heard of it, I suppose?" Fraser asked.

"The news has long been spread and is widely known throughout Donhey." Paul smiled.

"The mysterious rich man is my dad." Fraser admitted his identity to Paul.

"Oh my God, really?” Paul suddenly was excited.

"A bar of two billion and a car of more than 20 million are not enough to prove my identity?" Fraser

looked at Paul with a wry smile, feeling that he was stupid.

"I wanted to discuss something with you."

Fraser looked at Paul in all seriousness and said, "I don't want others to know my identity, but if I have

not been shown up, someone will investigate it sooner or later."

"So, I want someone to take my place to impersonate me, and I want it is you."

Fraser looked at Paul and asked, "Would you like to?"

"Fraser, are you joking? If I were you, what do you do?" Paul looked at Fraser with a complex face.

"I will go to university in the provincial city in a few days, and you will stay in Donhey and become a

super rich second generation. Of course, I will pay all your expenses for you. Besides, if you have a

good investment project, I can also give you money."

"Besides that, I will hire bodyguards to ensure your personal safety," Fraser said.

"Fraser, I feel like a dream." Paul’s facial expression changed, "You are good to me."

Fraser shook his head and said, "Do you think it is easy to be a super rich second generation? Maybe

you will get tired of it in a few days."

"Don't worry, I won't. That's a deal." Paul smiled and agreed.

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