The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 505 Ch504 Hines' Plan

Chapter 505 Ch.504 Hines' Plan (Additional)

Hines was suspended by Randolph.

He was 'gently' 'invited' home by the young master, who said a lot of nonsense about his well-being and asked him to rest for a while until his troubles were over - and so did Sally Hines.

This is simply insulting!

His people had told him long ago!
That Glenn took half a day off. Do you really think he doesn't know?
"My career is ruined! It's all because of you! Thank you! Your mother is a loser! And so are you! When she couldn't give me a boy, I knew your blood wasn't clean enough!"

"Amazing fertility?"

A man who's angry can't keep his mouth shut, at least not old Hines.

After returning home that day, he flew into a rage, smashed things, and became gloomy and angry.

He no longer allowed his wife to go out and attend parties of noble ladies, nor did he allow his daughter to appear anywhere other than the living room, bathroom, and bedroom.

He speaks without restraint, always picking out things that make people uncomfortable - believe me, if you have an argument with someone and that person happens to be missing a finger...

Your next words will inevitably be about fingers and his parents' fingers.

That's what happened to old Hines.

Within days, his wife and daughter were tortured.

Just like they had tortured him before - one who was away from home all day, weak, without his own opinion, only cared about getting praise from others but turned a blind eye to his daughter's problems; one who was addicted to those fictional, boring novels and picture albums, learned to be bad early, and associated with questionable people.

He didn't know how he had endured it and even thought his daughter could be saved.

"I swear, even if I let you die at home and rot in your bedroom, I will never let you out and bring shame to my family name!"

The daughter looked indifferent as she stabbed the steak with her dinner knife: "There's nothing unusual about this last name."

Bang!
Old Hines slammed the table, and the plates on it jumped.

His wife was terrified and hid her face with the tablecloth, sobbing softly.

Sally Hines curled her lips.

This point coincides with her father's idea.

My mother is too weak and indecisive. She is even more behind the times than my father.

"Listen, Sally Hines..." He looked at his daughter for a while, then turned to his wife: "Don't cause me any trouble."

he warned.

"I'll try to find a way out in the next two days...especially you." He pointed at his daughter with his short and thick index finger, and then spoke to the maid standing quietly in the restaurant: "Keep an eye on her. If she gets into trouble, all of you get out!"

Old Hines wiped his mouth hastily, threw down his napkin, pushed his plate and left the table.

He couldn't let his daughter ruin his bright future: it seemed that the "Fountain of Youth" was determined to expel him - although he was dissatisfied with Randolph Taylor, he had gotten to know the young master of the Taylor family over the years.

Little Taylor is even more cruel, petty and scheming than his father.

At the same time, Hines also knew that these "old guys" had long been on Taylor's "cultivation" list - all it took was a reason and a small, inconspicuous defect that could destroy the dam...

He had no hope of ever returning to the Fountain of Youth, and there was no way Little Taylor would ever transfer him back to the Golden Smoke.

He would receive a fairly satisfactory salary every week, which he euphemistically called "cultivation," and be placed at home.

Wait for the storm to pass, wait for time to pass...

Weekly wages will decrease.

reduce.

Fewer and fewer.

The process was very slow, so slow that it was difficult for people to notice the problems - and then.

When he wanted to cheer himself up again, and stepped into the polished marble shop in his shiny leather shoes, and asked all the employees to bow to him and say "good day" together -

At that time.

It's too late.

There is no longer any place for "Golden Smoke".

All the "secrets" he knew, whether overt or covert, were no longer useful and had all turned into wads of snot tissue that people avoided.

That's what Randolph Taylor thought.

Hines knew what kind of man Bellows's son was--he had been like that as a child.

Mean, stingy, vicious.

Even though I called him a beast in my heart, every time we met, he seemed to bring an entire spring with him, with a kind and gentle expression.

(He doesn't consider this to be prejudice.)
and so.

Old Hines couldn't just sit there and wait for death.

He knew very well that he was just a senior employee, senior, but still not a member of a table - even smelling the meat would be a crime.

He wouldn't mess with Taylor overtly.

He has other ideas.

such as.

——Who is the number one enemy?

no doubt.

Second place.

After the glorious start of the "Golden Smoke" of Taylor's family, a wealthy businessman who was also good at tobacco business had been following behind him. Not only did they not get closer, but the distance between them became larger and larger. And old Hines, who was once the deputy store manager, knew many secrets of the "Golden Smoke".

If these secrets came out of his mouth and spread through newspapers, he would definitely not end up well.

But if it's 'second place'...

If the 'number two' was willing to pay a certain price for this, and protect him, and give him a good position - old Hines thought of many possibilities.

As long as the person in charge of the other party is not stupid, and I don't tell those 'really fatal' secrets...

That's absolutely fine.

A bullet is most terrifying before it is fired.

What's more, he is extremely capable and has decades of experience. No one knows this industry and the "golden smoke" better than him.

He is worth every penny.

"Send me a letter."

He gave orders to the servant.

“It will be delivered today.”

…………

……

There was nothing wrong with old Hines' idea, or plan.

The 'number two' in his mind had the ability and motivation to protect a deputy store manager.

He had calculated it well. Even if the other party was only using his identity for a short period of time, this would be enough time for him to contact other friends during this period - friends who were also old and had worked for "Golden Smoke" for decades.

Wait until that time.

It was a cruel one.

Arrogant Randolph Taylor is no match for his father.

He would never have thought of, nor had he ever seen such a scene before - Old Hines couldn't wait to see his flustered face, and maybe even call out 'Father?'

What should I do, Father?

You should apologize to me.

Old Hines thought.

"Beros really shouldn't have handed the Golden Mist to his incompetent son so early..."

At the critical moment of life and death, the decisive old man received a reply the next day.

This is a great thing.

He was invited to an estate, a small estate in the city of London.

The owner of the manor will see him in person.

The butler who led the way spoke little and had a stern face.

This is normal.

Old Hines couldn't help but feel excited.

He has never considered being the 'second place' over the years. With the 'Golden Smoke', who would be willing to work in other shops? Especially when he has reached a position like his, he only needs to take one more step forward, just one small step, to become a truly respected big shot.

but…

That's not bad either.

It's not like starting over.

With these years of experience, connections and channels, he will rise at a faster pace.

As an enemy of the Taylor family.

"I can't wait to report to that gentleman."

He lifted the suitcase he was carrying with him, his face flushed.

He was invited into a small building.

Reception room.

The footman was not allowed to enter, but he just opened the door and gestured to him.

Old Hines responded with equally precise courtesy, stamping his feet a few times at the door, straightening his tie, and clicking the top of his hat.

"Cough cough."