I Have a Tycoon Granpa

Chapter 129 Grace calls

A group of people ran to the bar, standing behind Fraser and Paul.

Seeing that, Brodie darkened his face. Donhey was not his territory.

“Do you want to make a scene here?!” Paul looked at Brodie.

Brodie was embarrassed. His men were brave though. As long as Brodie made a command, they dare

to fight.

But Brodie dared not say a word.

It would offend Paul, and he did not want to do that.

Brodie said, “How dare I make a scene in Brother Paul’s site? I am here to support you."

"Brother Paul? Who is your brother? Stop that." Paul frowned and asked, “Are you called Brodie

Moore?"

"Yes, it is me." Brodie raised his eyebrow happily, “Brother Paul, you know me!" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

“I've been looking for you for a long time!”

With that, Paul lifted his feet and kicked at him. Brodie was not prepared and was kicked to the sofa.

"You stabbed my friend! I've been looking for you for a long time, and I didn't expect to meet you here!"

Paul clenched his fist and hit him.

But it was caught by Brodie.

Brodie shouted loudly, “You don't do business? I am here to drink, to support your business."

"I am the customer, the customer is god, you even hit god!"

Brodie deliberately shouted aloud, so that more people could hear that.

But the bar was so noisy that no one could hear it except several tables nearby.

DJ's voice was so big. In front of the stereo, it was useless even if Brodie roared.

"Fuck your God!”

Paul picked up a bottle and directly hit Brodie, “I don’t believe Jesus, I don’t care god."

As Brodie was beaten, all his people gathered and were to beat Paul.

Anthony took the electric stick and rushed up.

The current sound was heard. In less than a minute, Brodie’s people had been knocked down.

Paul was quite fierce and he was able to take care of Brodie alone.

Fraser and Anthony standing behind Paul, pressed Brodie on the sofa. After beating him, Paul stood

straight and said, “I'm tired!"

With that, he kicked Brodie.

Brodie was beat hardly and his face was swollen.

"Have you vented your anger?” After beating, Paul turned to look at Fraser and asked.

Fraser felt he did vent his anger, but it was inappropriate to beat them in his bar.

As Anthony et al stared to fight, the customers around surrounded and Anthony was wearing work

clothes.

The waiter hit the customer. What kind of thing was that?

Fraser whispered, “Paul, it will bring bad influence to the bar."

Those customers were taking photos secretly, presumably they would post on the internet.

Moments, BBS.

Moments had limited influence.

But if it was sent to the micro blog, the forum, once it was widely forwarded, it would have bad effect on

the reputation of the bar.

Paul pointed to Brodie and said, “This is the consequence that he did not pay for the bill."

"Not only that, he insulted our staff and framed that we sell fake wine. Fuck, he deserves to be beat!"

Paul maliciously scolded.

"Yes, he deserves. Everyone knows that the owner of this bar is rich, how could he sell fake wine?"

Said one of the customers.

Ever since the resort and amusement park officially opened, the mystery millionaire was no longer a

myth.

It was well known that this bar was one of the properties of the mysterious rich man.

He had invested tens of billions, how would he sell fake wine in the bar? No one believed it.

"Don't come to drink if you don’t have money. What a shame!"

"A beating is too light. I think we should call the police and send them to the police station so that they

learn their lesson."

Fraser was surprised that the customers did not speak for Brodie!

Later Fraser understood, Douglas, in addition to the development of resort and amusement parks, built

square, hospital, supermarkets for free in Donhey.

Now people in Donhey were grateful to Douglas.

The Old Days as one of the industries of Douglas was supported by them. They would not black it.

A hot girl ran over and took a picture of Brodie's face.

"Beauty, what are you doing?" Fraser asked in puzzle.

"Expose him, A rogue like him should be sent to the net and got scolded by the netizen!" Said the hot

Girl angrily.

“Yes, expose him!”

The crowd all agreed, “The owner of this bar is a great beneficent in Donhey. He has built a dozen

nursing homes and kindergartens for us. How could such a great beneficent sell fake wine?

"He did not pay the bill and framed up the great benevolent person in Donhey. We are angry about

that"

A big man ran over and could not help kicking Brodie.

After that, a lot of people ran over to punch and kick Brodie.

Brodie’s people just woke up. Before they figured out what happened, they were surrounded by a

group of people and got hit violently and spit.

Fraser was scared.

His father was so good that he had become a major philanthropist.

"To deal with such scoundrels, one should beat them up and post them on the Internet to be scolded."

The hot girl said and began to post.

After the post, she appealed others to forward her post.

Fraser and Paul felt funny seeing this.

Brodie had been explaining and defended for himself, but no one listened to him.

Finally Brodie was thrown out of the bar. Paul pointed to Brodie and said, “don’t show you again,

otherwise I see you once, hit you once, hear that?"

Brodie was angry, gashing teeth. And there was great pain in the corner of his mouth.

Brodie's face suffered countless punch, even if there was a slight expression, it caused severe pain.

"I will remember it." Brodie endured the sharp pain and said in a cold voice.

Paul was not afraid but said in disdain, “Dare you threaten me?"

"Fraser, I think he is quite unconvinced. Why don’t you beat him to be convinced?" Paul asked Fraser.

Fraser shook his head and said, “Forget it, let him go."

After all, he had to go to the university in the provincial city. It was Brodie's territory.

He better not offend him too much.

Since he was a child, Brodie had not been bullied like this.

Back to the bar, Paul looked at Fraser, “Just let him go like this? I would have avenged you by stabbing

him."

"Don't mess around, Brodie's identity is not simple. His family is quite good in the provincial city."

Fraser dissuaded.

"No way, I don't believe it. How can Brodie's family background better than yours." Paul said.

Fraser didn't know better his father and the Moore family, which was better.

Regarding money, Douglas certainly would not lose to the Moore family, after all, he had invested tens

of billions. Sure he had a lot of money.

But when it came to connection, Douglas had returned to the country, he was inferior to the Moore

family.

After a while, Fraser's phone rang. It was a strange phone call.

Fraser did not pick up at the first place, but it kept calling. Fraser ran to the toilet and answered it, “Who

is it?"

"I'm your sister, Grace!" Grace said angrily, “Fraser, how dare you not answer my phone?"

"This is not your number!" Fraser said.

"Right, I forgot, this is my new number, save it."

Grace laughed over the telephone, “Fraser, did you beat Brodie?"