Harry had been one of Jeff’s loyal followers for years, always at his side.


    Charlie asked with interest, “Oh, does Harry work at the samepany as you?”<fna5f4> Latest content published on Find★Novel</fna5f4>


    “Yes,” Jeff replied, beaming. “He’s one of my assistants.”


    Turning to Charlie, Jeff continued, “Come help me out. I don’t expect you to have any previous experience. I just need you to run some errands for me—make coffee, tidy my office, and so on. You have a knack for serving people. I’ll pay you three thousand dors a month. What do you think?”


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    Charlie smiled and said, “Wow, that’s quite an offer, but I really don’t think I deserve it. I’ll have to decline.”


    Jeff nodded with a sense of pride and dered, “I don’t mean to boast, but believe me, you’d have a great ie working for me. Just look at Harry—he’d be in dire straits without my help.”


    A hint of embarrassment shed across Harry’s face, but he remained silent, not wanting to contradict Jeff.


    With a smug expression, Jeff asked, “So, what do you think? It’s a fantastic opportunity, right? Just let me know, and I can get you started as soon as tomorrow!”


    Despite Jeff’s ‘generous’ offer, Charlie shook his head and replied, “I appreciate it, but I’m quitefortable living as a moocher these days, so I’ll pass.”


    Jeff’s face flushed with frustration at Charlie’s rejection. He fought to contain his anger and said, “Charlie, don’t take my kindness for granted. I’m trying to offer you a job. What’s with that attitude?”


    Mrs. Lewis quickly interjected, “Boys, that’s enough! Let’s not turn this into an argument. This is supposed to be a joyful reunion. If you keep bickering, we might as well cancel dinner. I don’t want this to end with you two as enemies!”


    Jeff, feeling wronged, whined, “Mrs. Lewis, I’m only looking out for Charlie’s best interests. I don’t just offer this to anyone. If he could be a bit more humble and ept the opportunity, I could help him be wealthy and sessful.”


    He then turned to the others, speaking earnestly, “You all know we grew up together, so I’ll be honest. I’m now a director at an investmentpany owned by the White Group.”


    “You’ve all heard of investments, right? They can yield significant returns in no time. Sometimes, if you invest one hundred thousand dors, it can turn into hundreds of thousands overnight and even reach two hundred thousand within a month. Those of us in the field have ess to insider tips, but I usually keep them to myself. I genuinely feel that Charlie deserves better than being a househusband, which is why I’m giving him this chance.”


    Someone quickly asked, “Jeff, are you really working as an investor now? Can you share some of those insider tips with us?”


    Jeff nodded, a secretive grin spreading across his face as he saw his friends intrigued. “To be honest, I do have a wealth of insider tips. I’ve made quite a bit of money from them, which is how I can afford my Mercedes.”


    He added, “Oh, and I actually own more than one car. This particr model is quite rare and underrated. You probably haven’t even heard of it.”


    Curious, someone pressed, “What car is it? Do tell!”


    Jeffughed and replied, “It’s a Volkswagen. The Volkswagen Phaeton.”


    He pulled out Caesar’s car key from his pocket, mmed it down on the table, and smirked, “See? There’s the Volkswagen logo and the name ‘Phaeton’ on the key. Many who aren’t car enthusiasts would mistake it for a cheap model or even a Passat. That’s precisely why I bought it!”


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