Making Millions With The Eyes Of God by Eric Gus

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At this moment, Clinton felt like he wanted to die right there and then! 2 D*mn it! What was going on! He couldn't catch a break, could he? How did he get repeatedly humiliated by Charlie the loser? 1 Never did he expect that the painting would turn out to be authentic and worth two hundred thousand dollars! He had already given his word, what should he do now? Did he really have to eat the table? 3 That was absolutely impossible! He could buy a new car after his car perished in the fire, but how could he eat a table? 3 He would really die if he did! The crowd teased him, "Hey, Clinton, you said it yourself that you will eat the table if you lose. Do you want to break your promise again this time?" 1 "That's right! Everyone is still waiting for your freak show!" 2 Someone slapped on the table hard. "Hey, please start your act now!" Clinton's face turned into an ugly shade of red and green. He blurted sheepishly, "We're all friends, do you guys really have to kickwhen I'm already down?" 1 "Do we?" Charlie chuckled. "You started it and they are just urging you to fulfill your promise, so why do you sound so bitter?" Clinton hung his head down. He knew that he couldn't be easily spared this time, so he suppressed his anger and mumbled in a timid voice, "I'm sorry, I was being impulsive and agitated. Charlie, I'm sorry for looking down upon you. Guys, I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me." 4 Everyone was extremely startled to listen to Clinton's sudden change of tone. Was he really the arrogant Clinton Tucker? None of them could remember when Clinton was so chicken before! But Clinton had no choice.

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What else could he do? If he did not concede, he would have to eat the table, which was absolutely impossible.

If he shamelessly broke his promise, it would irritate the crowd and they had thousands of ways to humiliate and ridicule him then.

Therefore, being humble and timid was the only way out in order to dismiss the ridiculous bet.

Sure enough, as soon as he apologized, someone started, "Wow, it's not easy for Clinton Tucker to apologize. Besides, you can't really force him to eat the table, can you? Let's forget about it, shall we?" 2 "Yes, he's right! Forget about the table, we're still waiting for our lunch! Let's get started!" 1 Charlie knew that it was impossible for Clinton to eat the table, but he needed to have his a*s kicked for being so cocky and pompous. His goal had been achieved now that Clinton apologized. 1 However, there was a limit to his cockiness. This lesson was not enough for him to learn from his mistake. It was just the beginning, something more miserable and devastating was waiting for him later. 1 Hence, Charlie started, "Since Clinton has apologized, I'll forget about the table-eating bet. It is Douglas's restaurant's opening ceremony today, let's not steal his limelight!" 2

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Clinton heaved a sigh of relief. On the other hand, his blood was boilingn within him and he wanted to kill Charlie to relieve his resentment.

Charlie didn't plan to let him off the hook so easily either. He sent a o'm message to Doris, "Do we have a deputy general manager with the last nTucker? His son is Clinton Tucker. Please check on this for m e." Very soon, he received a reply from Doris, "Yes, Joseph Tucker. What's the matter, Chairman? Any orders?" "Fire him right away." 5 "On it!"

Clinton didn't know that his father had been expelled from Emgrandh Group and was going through the employee termination procedure right now. 1 He could finally feel relieved after getting over the bet, but he was secretly anticipating how he could take revenge on Charlie!

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