销


    Copyright by N?v/elDrama.Org.


    “No, I just think you should focus on your education since you’re still young. It won’t be toote for you


    to start dating after you graduate!” Gordon advised seriously.


    Carlisle could tell his father was hiding something from him. He quickly guessed that Zachary had


    pressured his parents.


    Gordon sighed and continued, “Besides, I heard that the youngdyes from a good family. Our


    family is no match for theirs, so you should break up with her. Don’t distract her from her studies!”


    “Alright, I know what to do.” Carlisle tightened his grip on his cutlery. All he wanted to do was have a


    simple rtionship with the woman he loved. He wondered why things had to be so hard.


    Gordon sighed again before hanging up. Carlisle lost his appetite. He took a few more bites of his food


    before calling Sunny.


    “Good afternoon, Mr. Cig. I’m in the middle of a meeting!” Sunny whispered. He wouldn’t have


    answered the call if it were any other client, but Carlisle was important. If he sessfully closed this


    deal, themission would be enough to put food on his table for quite some time!


    “Prepare the contract. I’ll head over there to sign it right now.” Carlisle hung up immediately after saying


    that.


    Sunny almost jumped with excitement when he heard Carlisle’s words. He’d earn just over 4000 dors


    inmission for each unit, which meant he’d get a total of 24 thousand dors from selling these six


    units. It was equivalent to the amount a regr individual would earn in two years!


    The manager, Bill Dawson, flung a magazine at him and barked, “Haven’t I told you guys that you’re


    not allowed to take calls during meetings?”


    “That was a big client, Mr. Dawson…” Sunny had graduated from university a year ago. He’d


    interviewed for jobs atpanies that fit his major, but he’d felt like there wasn’t much of a future


    working for them.


    To train and upskill himself, he’d gotten a job as a realtor. This was his second year in sales–he wasn’t


    the best at sales and had almost gotten fired a few times. Now that he’d stumbled upon this rare


    opportunity, he had to give it his best!


    “A big client? How big?” Bill’s eyes gleamed slyly.


    When Sunny saw that he seemed to be appeased, he said, “This client wants to buy all our listings at


    Riverwatch District. We have six in total now.”


    “Are you sure?” Bill looked wary. Many people had moved out of Riverwatch District, and there weren’t


    anymercial businesses there to improve the economy. Why would anyone be silly enough to


    purchase property there?


    “Positive! He’s already on his way here to sign the contract!” Despite his words, Sunny’s eyes darted


    around. He wasn’t actually too confident.


    Sunny thought Carlisle had sounded young over the phone and probably wasn’t over 20. He doubted if


    Carlisle was capable of purchasing all six units in one go.


    “You’re still too young, Sunny. You have no idea how cruel society can be sometimes. I’m almost


    positive you’ve been tricked this time around!” Bill took a sip of his water. He continued, “Since you


    haven’t brought in any sales for the past five months, thepany’s decided to fire you.


    The first half of Bill’s sentence had moved Sunny–he thought Bill was teaching him a life lesson. Then,


    he widened his eyes in shock at thetter half. “Y–You’re firing me, Mr. Dawson?”


    The property at Riverwatch District had never been easy to sell, and their branch focused on selling


    secondhand properties. Hadn’t his colleagues also gone without sales over the past half a year?


    Bill pulled out a bunch of 100–dor bills from his briefcase. “Here’s 2000 dors. It’s enough to cover


    five


    months of your basic pay!”


    *Mr. Dawson…”


    “Get out of here!” Bill’s expression darkened. He looked like he would hit Sunny if thetter refused to


    leave.


    Sunny gulped. He slowly took off hisnyard and pulled out the cell phone thepany had provided.


    As soon as he put the phone on the table, he realized what Bill was trying to do. Bill wanted to kick him


    out of thepany so he could take Sunny’s client.


    Bill had a cousin who was a member of the underworld, while Sunny’s parents were both working in


    Riverwatch District. If he dared to retaliate, there was a high chance Bill would take it out on his


    parents.


    The cruelty of society, huh? Society wasn’t the cruel one–people were.


    Sunny counted eight notes from the stack of 100–dor bills. That was the amount he deserved. Then,


    he packed his things and left the building, looking downtrodden.


    Bill lit a cigarette. Once Sunny was out of sight, he grabbed the phone and checked the list of recent


    calls. He found the most recent one and dialed back.