The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 473 - Local Tyrant_1
Chapter 473: Chapter 473 Local Tyrant_1
But it’s not bad now, with an income of several billions, Greg Jensen thought of this and couldn’t help but show a trace of a smile on his face.
Once upon a time, he had been a fool who was bullied by everyone, yet now he sat on assets worth tens of billions, with an annual income of several billions.
Life’s encounters are truly like feathers in the wind, never knowing when a gust might come along and lift you high into the skies.
After some thought, a somewhat frail figure appeared before Greg’s eyes. He looked up and said, “Take care of the families in Jamae City, the Burleys and the Wrights, for me.”
Bradley Ford quickly responded, “No problem, I remember both their families have some real estate business going on. I happen to have a project in my hands, I’ll just hand it over to them.”
Greg spoke calmly, “Yeah, you two take care of this matter, I don’t want anyone else to know.”
“Understood, you can count on us!”
Bradley Ford was quick to agree, exchanging a glance with Fraser Simmons, both able to see the joy in each other’s eyes.
They knew Greg was treating them as confidants.
…
In Jamae City, at the Burley household.
Louisa Burley sat by the window, looking at the drizzle outside, and her mind was filled with Greg’s figure.
“Sigh, I wonder how that rascal is doing?”
“Yeah, how is he doing?”
Hearing the teasing voice behind her, Louisa Burley quickly turned her head, her face cold as she said, “Magnus Conner, have you nothing better to do?”
Magnus Conner laughed and said, “Sis, I came specifically to update you on Greg’s recent situation. If you don’t want to hear it, I’ll just leave.”
Louisa Burley immediately became anxious, hurriedly saying, “Hey, come back here.”
Seeing the teasing expression on her brother’s face, her beautiful, petite face turned red, and she scolded, “If you have something to say, say it quickly, or else get out of here.”
“Fine, fine, I’ll say it.”
Magnus Conner hurriedly said, “I heard that a few days ago, Greg had a big fight with someone in the provincial city…”
“Gosh, Greg didn’t get hurt, did he?” Louisa Burley said anxiously.
Magnus Conner smiled wryly, “Sis, why are you so impatient now? You’re not like you used to be, so gentle before…”
Louisa Burley tugged at his ear, saying, “Quit the nonsense, and hurry up.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll talk, isn’t that enough?”
Magnus Conner rubbed the sore ear and said, “Greg is so powerful, he definitely won. Seems like he got hurt a bit, but it’s not serious.”
As he said this, he suddenly lowered his voice, glanced nervously around to ensure no one was approaching and whispered:
“The following, just listen to it yourself, and don’t tell anyone else.
I heard from Tracy that Greg has now subdued all the big shots in the provincial city and is the local tyrant there now.”
“Local tyrant?”
Upon hearing this, Louisa Burley’s eyes immediately lit up with little stars, “Greg is so incredible!”
Magnus Conner, seeing his sister’s joyful look, found it somewhat funny. Indeed, it was Tracy who told him that Greg had subdued a group of big shots in the provincial city.
However, the so-called “local tyrant” part was his own fabrication, mainly because he saw his sister in low spirits and wanted to cheer her up.
In reality, Magnus was in a bit of a dilemma, on one hand wanting to see his sister happy, and on the other hand a bit fearful of the rumored future brother-in-law.
He had seen that man once, when they were still kids, naturally unable to discern anything at that time, but the man’s master was an extremely formidable person.
Back then, Magnus was too young to remember much detail, only knowing that grandpa was very powerful, with some magical powers.
How powerful he exactly was, what made him powerful, and how magical, he was not clear himself.
But to this day, he had not seen anyone more formidable than that grandpa.
Although he thought Greg was powerful, compared to that grandpa, there was a big difference.
If the master was already so powerful, the so-called future brother-in-law naturally wouldn’t be too far behind, and his family background would be even more terrifying.
“Sis, I’m going to work in the provincial city.”
“Provincial city? What are you doing there?”
Louisa Burley looked at her brother in surprise. Her brother had always been incredibly lazy, happy to eat, drink, and be merry, but asking him to work was harder than asking for his life.
How could he suddenly think of working, and even in the provincial city, no less?
Spencer Burley said with a bitter smile, “It’s all Greg’s arrangement. The Ford family has a real estate project that our family wasn’t originally qualified to participate in.
But a few days ago, Old Man Ford came by and handed the whole project over to our family.”
Louisa Burley was bewildered, “What does this have to do with Brother Greg?”
Spencer Burley looked at his sister somewhat speechlessly, “Although our families are about to become in-laws, if it wasn’t for Greg’s push, do you think they would have given up a profit that was all but in their mouths to us?”
Louisa Burley’s face lit up with joy, “Wait, so you’re saying going to the provincial city was Greg’s idea?”
“What do you want to do? Don’t even think about following me there. Your illness might be better, but…”
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“Spencer Burley!”
Two days later, Spencer Burley drove to the provincial city, ready to take over the affairs of the family’s branch office.
And sitting in the passenger seat, full of excitement, was Louisa Burley herself.
…
Provincial City.
After dinner, Greg said goodbye to Bradley Ford and Lawson Simmons and drove to the provincial city hospital, ready to pay Trey Holmes a visit.
Trey Holmes had been in the hospital for four or five days, reportedly in good spirits, constantly clamoring to be discharged, but the doctor had recommended a few more days’ stay.
When Greg arrived at the ward, she was sitting on the balcony, playing with her phone.
“Boss, what brings you here?”
“I came to see you. The doctor said you’re eager to be discharged.”
Greg examined her closely, noting that the scars on her face had completely vanished, and felt mildly surprised. Recalling that this girl was also a martial artist, he felt somewhat relieved.
“Come, let me take your pulse.”
“No… there’s no need.”
Trey Holmes seemed somewhat resistant.
Greg understood in a moment, she was afraid he might discover her secret.
He hesitated for a moment, but still said, “Let me have a look. How will we know if you’re not better without checking?”
“Boss, I really am all better now, I can run and jump, look…”
As Trey Holmes spoke, she spun around and even hopped a few times on the spot to prove her full recovery.
Greg didn’t care about that and, grasping her hand, pulled her to the side of the bed to take her pulse.
Trey Holmes struggled for a moment, feeling as if her wrist was clamped in a vice.
She looked at Greg with some astonishment but eventually stopped struggling.
As Greg felt Trey Holmes’ pulse, surprise flickered through his thoughts. It had been an emergency that day, and he hadn’t looked carefully, but today’s examination shocked him.
Given the intensity of her True Qi, she should at least be in the Master Realm.
A Grandmaster of such a young age would be considered a prodigious talent anywhere. How had such a person come to work for him as a life assistant?
Trey Holmes watched Greg with a guilty conscience, seeing his expression change unpredictably, her heart became even more nervous.
This is bad, if the boss finds out I’ve lied to her, won’t he get angry?
“Hmm, you do seem to be mostly better, but you still need to stay in the hospital for a few more days, just to be observed, in case anything crops up.”
Upon hearing Greg’s words, Trey Holmes was once again startled, not by her condition, but by Greg’s attitude.
He didn’t notice?
That seems unlikely, doesn’t it?
