The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 502 Ch.501 Clear Target (Thanks to the leader of the mist in the whispering poem)

This young employee named Glenn came to Golden Smoke two years ago.

He was not working with Hines, but was temporarily transferred to the Fountain of Youth this time.

He was young, full of energy, and, as he put it, 'a man who couldn't stand lies and betrayal' - like the secret he was about to tell Randolph Taylor.

"I know that talking about my boss will get me into trouble, Mr. Taylor. I also know that when I tell you this, you should start to doubt my loyalty - if he can betray Hines, will he betray me too?"

"I know the result very well."

Glenn held up his fingers like a girl, holding a cigar, and after being corrected by Randolph, he continued to speak passionately.

"But I'm here anyway, and I still have something to say. Sir, Hines can't represent Golden Smoke. I get paid by you every week, so I should be loyal to you. I don't think I've done anything wrong."

Randolph pushed the air, motioning him to speak slowly and calm down.

"I'm not doubting your morals, Glenn. In my opinion, you've helped me out of trouble, and if I'm still suspicious and even wary of you - maybe that's a good thing for you."

Randolph laughed.

"That is: you can get off a sinking ship early."

Glenn's eyes sparkled, and he patted his leg with his free hand: "You are absolutely right! Mr. Taylor! You definitely deserve everything you have!"

Taylor still had that gentle smile on his face.

He has seen too many compliments in the market.

He knew every compliment as well as he knew his cigars and where every leaf came from.

The young man's statement was not new, and could even be described as 'naive' - just like his age.

As time goes by, he will slowly learn those advanced words that are more inconspicuous, more "real", and subtle but unforgettable.

If he ever climbs to a certain height, the layers of stairs with dangerous angles will force him to learn how to do it.

"I came here to tell you, for fear that you might be deceived by Hines. No, a smart person like you would never be deceived by that old fellow. It would just take some time."

A look of worry appeared on Glenn's young face.

"But how can I watch you waste your time and delay the development of the Fountain of Youth!" He said frankly: "I can guarantee that what I said is true."

Glenn told Randolph.

Many people saw it.

That day, Sally Hines and Lillian Rose Vansittart were writing and drawing at the counter.

Afterwards, Miss Lillian left.

Sally Hines came into the office instead.

“As the daughter of Mr. Hines, she frequently came in and out of the office, and we were all used to it—who would have thought that she would do something so evil!”

Glenn was outraged.

"I'm sure she used the paper Miss Lillian wrote on! Now that I think about it, her words are full of conspiracy!"

Randolph buried himself in the smoke and listened quietly.

"...Later, old Hines contacted us and asked us to tell a lie! Sir, I can tell you the truth. I was indeed fooled by him for a while... No, it was not for profit, and he couldn't promise any profit - the store belongs to Taylor!"

Glenn said.

"He threatened us. You don't know. I'm just an orphan who relies on my aunt for support. She didn't throw me to a newspaper office or a poorhouse when I was young, and she didn't let me commit suicide in the chimney. How could I implicate her because of my work?!"

Glenn clenched his fists, blue veins bulging from his wrists and forearms.

"He has connections with those gangs and is telling us to 'watch our words and actions' - sir, I'm scared to death!"

As Randolph listened, he suddenly changed his mind about Glenn.

This is not a 'newbie'. He knows how to get praise and hint at his 'contributions' in front of bigwigs.

Smart people in the mud.

"But I thought about it for a long time, and I finally decided that I shouldn't let fear harm your career and hinder your success! Sir, I don't ask you to reward me for anything, even if I can't wait to shout in my heart, I still don't want you to reward me for anything."

Glenn said earnestly, "I just hope you don't let Hines harm my aunt, my only relative... I beg you, sir!"

Randolph stared at the circles of ash on his cigar and raised his eyebrows. "You mean, all this was caused by her daughter. And Hines covered her up. Is that right?"

"Yes, sir, I dare to say this even in front of those black people. I am responsible for my words."

"You don't have to be so serious, Glenn." Randolph saw that he was a little nervous, so he spoke more gently and slowly: "The Taylor family's business will never get to the police. Hines has been in Golden Smoke for more than ten years, since my father's time."

"And you, Glenn, I don't want a loyal, morally upright employee to become a 'snitch' either."

Glenn almost cried with gratitude.

"I, I don't know, I don't know how to thank you..."

"I should thank you, Glenn, my good employee." Randolph gestured to the hot tea in front of him. "When you go back, just pretend nothing happened. I have to think carefully about Hines' future and how to make up for the mistakes after the Fountain of Youth..."

"Oh, right."

He seemed to suddenly remember something.

"The Taylor family will not mistreat every hardworking and loyal good person, Glenn. Although I will not make the same mistake again and put a young and inexperienced person in the position of assistant store manager - I think the team leader is more suitable."

"What do you say?"

These almost explicit words broke the mask the young man had maintained since he entered the room. He was stunned for a few seconds, moving his mouth but unable to utter a complete sentence.

This is an opportunity that can almost kill someone.

Look at the street!
Glenn!

The newspaper boys on the street, the idle hooligans, the old guys who had no jobs and slept on ropes.

At a time when finding a job requires a large sum of money, this opportunity will undoubtedly make people scramble for it.

Glenn.

You did a great job.

That's the way to do it.

The young man, overwhelmed by joy, did not think about one thing. That is, when he became the team leader "inexplicably", how he would be evaluated by other employees - and when the next store manager took office and learned about what he had done.

How to treat him.

Maybe he knows.

But he chose to take his chance.

"Thank you! Thank you! Mr. Taylor! Thank you!"

"Thank you, too, Glenn." Randolph placed his cigar on the copper tray and pulled out his pocket watch.

Glenn immediately understood what was going on with this action, and he quickly stood up and said goodbye.

Then, led by the servant, he turned around, bowed and said goodbye to Randolph, and backed out of the old house.

He nearly tripped over the carpet.

But no one would make fun of him.

"No wonder it's so expensive. If it were a cheap carpet, I would have fallen down."

he thinks.

(End of this chapter)