The God of War

Chapter 355

The God of War Chapter 355

The Jorge’s Office.

Milton took his mobile phone and looked at the electronic tickets on it, sitting on the guest sofa and sweating on his forehead.

He regretted it!

His arrogance of the past was now gone, replaced by a face full of regret and a trace of resentment deep in his eyes, as if he was going to swallow someone!

…

Outside the office, the moment the footsteps sounded, Milton quickly stood up from the sofa and looked at Jorge and Dale who entered from the door. He quickly smiled and said in an awkward voice, “That, this is Mr. Green, right? As to the tickets…”

Jorge walked directly to the back of the general manager’s desk without looking at Milton. Jorge casually picked up a document and glanced at it. Then he glanced at Milton indifferently. “Dale now is a break time. The company does not welcome outsiders, send him out.”

“Yes, sir!”

Dale immediately walked in front of Milton and casually made an invitation gesture, “Mr. Barton, did you hear what Mr. Green said? Sorry, please leave here!”

Milton wanted to say something but hesitated, not daring to leave.

If he left, he would die! “Mr. Green.”

Milton gritted his teeth, and his knees went soft at the same time. He knelt to the ground with some extreme humiliation on his face. “Sorry, I offended your company before. I am willing to apologize!

“As long as you are willing to take back the tickets, I will be your slave, doing everything for you!”

Jorge smiled. He was secretly amused. He waved his hand at Dale. “Dale, I remember that Mr. Barton seemed to have said… What did he say?”

Dale understood and cleared his throat. He imitated Milton’s arrogance and said, “As long as my dad says a word, Lilyana’s concert will be ruined immediately!”

“Yes, that’s it.”

The smile on Jorge’s face remained, and his voice carried a hint of novelxo.com fast updateplayfulness. “Moreover, I also said that the tickets sent out will never be easily taken back. Mr. Barton, why did you send the tickets back? Is it because you don’t need them?”

Milton knelt on the ground, feeling humiliated.

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“Mr. Green.”

He looked up at Jorge and forced out a smile. He had never been so aggrieved in his life. “I felt very guilty. I should not have offended somebody like you. You are a great man. I beg you, please take back the tickets!

“I… can’t afford your tickets!”

‘Now you know you can’t afford it?’

Jorge shook his head slowly and said with a faint smile, “Mr. Barton, what are you saying? Do you think that twenty tickets are not enough? Dale, how many tickets are left?”

Beside him, Dale quickly took out his phone and logged in to the electronic ticket system. He immediately replied, “Mr. Green, there are 180 left!”

“Alright.”

Mr. Green waved his hand casually, a faint smile on his face. “Mr. Barton’s father said that our concert will be ruined. We have to show some sincerity. Dale, give all 180 tickets to Mr. Barton!”

Dale immediately nodded and was about to operate his phone.

“No, I don’t want it anymore. I really don’t dare to not want it anymore!”

Milton was scared extremely. He repeatedly kowtowed to Jorge, and his voice could not help but be tearful, “Mr. Green, please don’t joke around. Even if you beat me to death, I wouldn’t dare to accept it! I came to apologize sincerely this time. Mr. Green, please be merciful. I…”

“I do not like to hear nonsense.”

Jorge’s expression suddenly turned cold. “I said that it was easy to send the tickets out, but it was not so simple to take them back! Mr. Barton, do you think that I am joking?”

Of course, it wasn’t a joke, this was a life-threatening talisman!

Milton was so frightened that he was about to faint. His lips trembled a few times and he suddenly quivered, “Mr… Mr. Green, it’s hard to get a ticket for Miss Robbins’s concert! I’m willing to spend a lot of money on them!”

As he said this, he hurriedly took out his phone and looked at the balance in his bank account.

“I want to buy twenty tickets. I’m willing to pay two million, one hundred thousand for each!