Chapter 456 Nolte Corporation
“That’s not what I meant, Mr. Goldstein!” The fat man hurriedly shook his head.
“What did you mean, then?” Jonathan shot the fat man a cold look. “So now you won’t even let me stay in your hotel and want to kick me out?”
“Kick you out? Who dares to kick you out?” The fat man’s face instantly changed at Jonathan’s question. Immediately afterward, he looked at the security guard with a chilly expression and turned to give the latter a hard slap in the face. “Is it you?”
“Boss, I-I don’t know that he knows you.” The security guard was paralyzed with fear. However, the fat man did not give him any chance to speak more as he waved his hand and instructed, “Guys, throw him out!”
“Boss, I-I really don’t know. Please forgive me!” The security guard was so petrified that he broke out in a cold sweat, feeling regretful.
He had never expected that the two men who looked like beggars actually knew his boss.
“Get lost!”
The fat man did not even bother to spare another glance at him as the other security guards kicked him out.
“Mr. Goldstein, I’m sorry that my staff spoils your mood. You can punish me however you like!” With that, the fat man took a deep breath and knelt down before Jonathan.
His action left the people around the hotel dumdfounded.
After all, the fat man was Judas Nolte, the owner of the highest-grade five-star hotel in Derport.
At the same time, he was also the owner of Nolte Corporation, which was the second biggest company in Jetroina after Salonius Corporation.
People found it hard to believe that a bigshot like him actually kneel before a young man in his twenties.
“All right. Stop acting now!” Jonathan, who did not want to waste any more time talking to him, glanced at the black card on the floor and asked, “Is the membership card you gave me back then fake?”
“It’s impossible.” Judas’ face changed as there was a hint of terror in his eyes. “The membership card I gave you back then is the only super VIP card of Sakura Hotel. It can be used in our hotels all over the world and gives you supreme rights in our hotels. How could it be fake?”
“Is this the super VIP card you’re talking about?” Jonathan looked up slightly at the black membership card that was still stained with footprints on the ground.
Judas’ face was flushed with anger at once as there was a murderous look in his eyes. “Who did this?”
“I-It’s the man whom you’ve just kicked out,” the group of security guards behind him replied in a low voice.
“How dare him! Break his legs! He won’t be allowed to step into Derport for the rest of his life! Otherwise, I will throw him directly into the sea to feed the fishes!” Judas was so furious that his eyes were bloodshot and his body was trembling.
“Yes, Boss!”
The group of security guards trembled in fright while feeling lucky that they did not attack Jonathan earlier.
Otherwise, they would have been the one being kicked out.
“Mr. Goldstein, I promise you that this is the last time, and this will never happen again in the future!” Judas assured Jonathan while kneeling before him.
“All right. Get up now.”
Not wanting to waste any more time talking to him, Jonathan walked toward the hotel.
Trailing behind Jonathan, Judas asked in a hushed voice, “Mr. Goldstein, why didn’t you tell me that you’re here in Jetroina? At least, I can make sure you won’t suffer such treatment.”
“I came here on a whim. Didn’t plan to tell you,” Jonathan replied nonchalantly.
“Mr. Goldstein, I’ll get them to give you the presidential suite.” Judas showed them the way. Seeing how things turned out, Raymond was at a loss, as if he still could not believe that the things that happened was true.
“What are you doing standing there in a daze?”
Jonathan glanced at Raymond, who only came back to his senses and hurriedly caught up with him. When they reached the presidential suite, the reality finally settled in as Raymond asked, “Mr. Goldstein, do you actually know Judas Nolte?”
“Is there any problem with knowing him?” Jonathan replied casually.
“He is the owner of Nolte Corporation! He’s a big name in Jetroina. A very big name!” Raymond said with an exaggerated expression. He added, ““You know him, but why would you work with someone like me?”
That was what puzzled him.
He thought that Jonathan should be able to do whatever he wanted to in Jetroina since the latter knew the owner of Nolte Corporation, so he could not understand why the latter would work with a piece of street trash like him.
“He’s more like an acquaintance. We’re not really close,” Jonathan replied nonchalantly.
He was indeed not very close with Judas, who was just an informant he trained in Jetroina back then but had never used for all these years.
In other words, there would be no Judas, let alone Nolte Corporation, without Jonathan.
They’re not close?
Raymond curled his lips, obviously not convinced by Jonathan’s words.
Judas is so cautious in front of Jonathan. Does that look like they’re not close? It’s like Judas has met the king! He even knelt down! That doesn’t look like they’re not close!
However, Raymond knew very well when to keep his mouth shut, or he might not be able to live past the night.
“Mr. Goldstein, it’s getting late. You must be hungry, aren’t you? I got my personal chef to prepare some Jetroina cuisines for you to try.” Pushing open the door of the hotel room, Judas came in with a trolley full of all kinds of food that filled the room with the nice aroma of food.
After having burger for nearly a month, Raymond had been craving some nice food. When he saw the food that Judas brought, his stomach growled in response.
“Bring it in.”
Jonathan waved his hand, and Judas swiftly pushed the trolley inside.
The presidential suite was large. Other than three bedrooms, there was also a dining room, a living room, and a gym. It was extremely luxurious.
As soon as the food was brought over, Raymond started gobbling up the food. Jonathan, who did not have much appetite, simply lit up a cigarette.
It was not until after the meal that Raymond left with satisfaction.
Hence, Jonathan and Judas were left in the dining room.
Judas was on pins and needles. Despite being non-Chanaean, he knew very well how terrifying Asura’s Office was, especially it’s founder, Asura, who was sitting with him at the moment.
Asura’s rage could kill millions.
He had experienced it firsthand.
“You don’t need to be too nervous. I’m here this time because I have other things to deal with, not to give you a hard time,” Jonathan said as he stubbed out the cigarette.
