Young Lord of The Dragon Sect
Chapter 197 Gift

"It's been an hour now. Where is the person you talked to? Who will come to acquire the Zachary Restaurant?" Quintin pointed his luxury watch and spat at Maximilian.

"I know you're just being pretentious. You want to acquire our restaurant? I think you're talking about buying lettuce or tofu in the market. Do you know what will happen if you show off in front of me? It's not simply about being beaten."

Maximilian glanced at him, picked up his cup to drink tea, and seemed to care nothing about his words.

Steven was angry about Quintin's words and wanted to quarrel with him, but she was stopped by Maximilian's hint.

Quintin got more reckless when Maximilian didn't respond him.

"Fuck you, have you lost your tongue? Are you coming for free tea? Where are your people? Who will come to acquire our restaurant? Let them come! I want to see who they really are."

"You are such a shit! I must send someone to kick your ass and let you know what the consequence of pissing me off is! Come on, security guards. Drag him out and beat this shit in front of the door!" Seeing there was a chance to show off, the security guards hurriedly gathered together and surrounded Maximilian.

"Hey, dude, stop fighting. There, just go out, lie on the ground and let us beat you as Quintin required."

Maximilian sneered without saying a word, as if he didn't hear anything.

The security guards looked at each other. The leader rolled up his sleeves and was ready to pull Maximilian out.

At this time, Deacon rushed into the room with his secretary.

He was so scared that the hair on the back of his neck almost stood up when he saw what the guards were going to do.

"Stop! What are you doing? You're security guards, not hooligans!" Deacon yelled in anger, stamping his feet.

The security guards were frightened by the sound behind them. They trembled and looked at Deacon anxiously.

Manager Whitney rushed to Deacon and whispered to explain what had happened.

Seeing Deacon come, Quintin stood up and said with a smile, "Why are you here? Mr. Deacon. We met a loser and I told the guards to teach him a lesson. It's not a big deal."

"Not a big deal?" Deacon stared at him and wanted to kill him.

If he came here late, the big wig would be beaten! What was wrong with Quintin by calling him a loser?

The one who could threaten Mr. Ferguson was definitely much more powerful than him. Quintin was not even qualified to kneel before him!

Deacon was furious and glared at Quintin as if he wanted to kill him.

Quintin was terrified by his glare and asked, "What's wrong with you, Mr. Deacon? Why are you looking at me like this? I am simply telling the safety guards to beat someone. Are you angry at me?" SLAP! Deacon slapped Quintin's face, making him dumbfounded.

"Mr. Deacon, why are you beating me? I have shares in Zachary Restaurant and I am one of the shareholders. You're not qualified to slap me!"

SLAP! Deacon slapped him again and yelled furiously, "I'm doing this for your father. You are such a loser, who only knows how to seek for fun. How dare you tell the guards to beat Mr. Lee? Do you wish to replace more trouble?"

"I'm a loser? Mr. Lee?" Quintin was confused, held his swollen face and looked at Maximilian slowly.

Deacon had already stood in front of him. He was nodding and bowing, showing a flattering smile.

"Mr. Lee, sorry I am late. It's our fault for Quintin to be disrespectful to you. We are truly sorry about that, so does our president. You can do anything to educate him. We will take charge of it."

Quintin froze upon seeing this scene. Was that a hallucination? How could Deacon, who was pompous to everyone, be so obedient?

"Mr. Deacon...Are, are you alright? Maximilian is just a loser who relies on his wife's family. Are you mistaking him for someone else?" Quintin asked in a weak voice.

"How could? Mr. Lee has already contacted our president to acquire the Zachary Restaurant! If it were not for you, how could he do this? This restaurant is Mr. Ferguson's lifetime effort!" Deacon's words were like a hammer that beat hard on Quintin's mind.

"Acquire...so this broke is telling me the truth? Someone really comes to negotiate about the acquisition?" Quintin was puzzled.

"A powerful financial group works for Mr. Lee. If they insist on acquiring, President Ferguson has to sell all of his shares at a low price! Including your family! It's a group that we cannot offend!" Deacon looked at Quintin disappointedly, thinking he couldn't even compare with a loser!

Was he blind? He didn't know who he could offend and who couldn't.

"It's, it's impossible. He is just a loser, a broke, a nobody who can only rely on his wife's family." Quintin didn't want to believe what Deacon said.

"Are you insane? How dare you question my words and President Ferguson's words? Reflect on what happened!"

After scolding him, Deacon walked to Maximilian with a smile.

"Mr. Lee, our president knows your admiration on Zachary Restaurant. Hence, we have made a decision to give our restaurant to you as an apology. I hope you can forgive us."

Quintin, Manager Whitney and Steven were all surprised by his words. It was unbelievable to give the whole restaurant to someone as an apology.

Maximilian nodded, glanced at Quintin, who was still in a trance, and said with a smile, "You think I can cool down by simply giving me a restaurant?"

"No, no, we don't think so. Our president has commanded that you can do anything to the person who displeased you. Just tell us what you want to do to Quintin! We will definitely obey your instruction."

Quintin jumped out of surprise. He pointed at Maximilian and yelled, "Don't go too far, Maximilian. Do you think I will be afraid of you when someone is supporting you behind? Do you know my father is Grant? will not be bullied by you easily!"

"I have never heard of that name. Can you bring him here?" Maximilian smiled. "Just wait! I will call him right now!" Quintin yelled and was furious!☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐