<h4>Chapter 33: Both Get The F*ck Out</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>EndlessFantasy Trantion


    The catering at Johnson’spany was good, and employees could bring their families there to dine in.


    Chantelle followed her son to work almost every day for the free meals.


    After her meal, she would rest on the couch in the lobby. She would have beautiful receptionists making coffee for her, of course.


    In the evening, she would go home with her son when he got off work. She was asfortable as an old shoe.


    “You guys?” rence was a little surprised.


    “What’s the matter? Why are you so surprised? Didn’t you follow Tony to hispany?


    “Didn’t you overhear something yesterday, that Tony works for the biggestpany in Mediterranean City?


    “You came here today to find Tony and ask him to get you a job.” Chantelle had an ‘I knew it’ expression on her face.


    “You’re overthinking it.” Almost speechless, rence turned and walked out of the lobby.


    “Oh.” Chantelle stopped rence. “Are you trying to run after I’ve caught you?


    “Everyone,e and look!


    “He’s the Murphy family’s loser son-inw! Tsk tsk! He’s never even graduated junior high. He’s uncultured and distasteful. He’s not even content with his monthly sry of three thousand dors.


    “He epted a rich woman’s Ferrari yesterday. He’s not satisfied with what he already has.


    “Now he’s even chased my son to hispany, wanting to ask him for a job!


    “Tsk tsk. Look at him. How can there be someone so shameless?” Chantelle eximed.


    Her ranting attracted everyone in the lobby to gather around, criticizing rence.


    “Guards, get this loser out of here before he makes a bigger fool of himself.” Chantelle pointed her finger at rence.


    Tony looked at rence coldly. “Check if he has a pass or a visitor record.”


    “Please show me your pass, Sir.”


    The four security guards at the door immediately surrounded him, looking unkind.


    rence did not go through thepany’s main entrance when he had gone upstairs, since he got to use Johnson’s private elevator.


    Therefore, the security guards at the lobby did not recognize him.


    rence said coldly, “Johnson invited me here.”


    “Mr. Golding? Haha! rence, how can a loser like you know Mr. Golding?” Tony shook his head, amused.


    “What are you waiting for? Throw him out! It’s upsetting to see this loser still here. He’s always thinking about how to take advantage of Tony.


    “Based on your level of education, could you even do a good job if you were offered a position?


    “Why aren’t you out of here yet?” snapped Chantelle.


    “Sir, please get out, or we’ll call the police.” The four security guards continue to move toward rence.


    All of a sudden.


    “Hahaha! Master Howard, your medical skills are brilliant. I have never peed so freely before. What a great purge!” Johnsonughed as he stepped out of the elevator.


    The crowd in the hall shuddered. The voice was all too familiar.


    “Hello, Mr. Golding!”


    “Mr. Golding!”


    “Mr. Golding, why did youe down...”


    Countless employees walked up to say hello as they gave their boss a 90-degree bow.


    Looking excited, Johnson walked right up to rence without so much as a nce at the crowd. “Master Howard, thank you so much.”


    Silence fell over the crowd.


    “Master Howard? Mr. Golding, did you mistake him for someone else?


    “He’s the Murphy family’s loser son-inw.


    “He only makes three thousand bucks a month and he was even thinking about hooking up with a rich woman yesterday.


    “How is he a master?” Chantelle was stunned.


    “Who are you?” Johnson frowned.


    Chantelle quickly said with a smile, “Mr. Golding, I’m Tony’s mother. My son graduated from a famous business school overseas and he’s working in yourpany now.”


    “Oh, Tony. I have a vague impression of who he is.”


    Johnson nodded, only slightly impressed.


    “Why are you calling Master Howard a loser?” Johnson’s voice was a little cold.


    “Because he’s a loser!” Chantelle responded instinctively.


    “Mother, stop it.” Tony had a feeling that something was going to go wrong.


    Chantelle ignored her son. “Mr. Golding, you’ve got it wrong. How can this loser rence be a master? You’ve definitely got it wrong.


    “He can’t even eat with us at the Murphy family dining table. He had everyone’s leftovers for his dinnerst night.


    “He even followed my son here today to beg him for a job in hispany.


    “This loser rence doesn’t even have a pass. Mr. Golding, hurry and call the police here to arrest him!”


    Johnson’s face instantly darkened when he heard this. “Hispany? It’s mypany!


    “What did you just say to me?


    “You told my security to throw Master Howard out? What the f*ck is wrong with you?


    “Tony, is this your mother? Who told you that you could bring your mother to work?”


    “Mr. Golding, I... Didn’t thepany say we can bring our family to dine here? My mother thinks thepany food is delicious...” Tony bit the bullet and stepped forward.


    “Oh, you wanna eat? Sure! Go home and eat to your heart’s content. Finance, get the f*ck over here,” Johnson sneered.


    “Mr. Golding.”


    Wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, a middle-aged man hurriedly rushed over, nodding and bowing.


    “Terminate Tony’s employment contract, and tell him and his mother to both get the f*ck out of here,” Johnson shouted coldly.


    “Huh?” Hearing this, Chantelle fell to the ground.