Director's Contact

Jack divided the money into two large piles, kept a few bills, and stuffed the rest into the milk box.

Returning to the cashier counter, Jack threw down the bills and said quickly, "Thanks, boss. No need to look for it."

After saying that, Jack trotted back to the car.

It took him exactly five minutes, no more, no less. In just five minutes, he was already sweating profusely.

The vehicle started and set off again. Jack looked nervous. Everything was ready, but he couldn't find the opportunity to speak.

It was his first time doing this, so he was inevitably a little nervous and his hands were shaking.

Ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye, and the car had stopped at the gate of his community.

"I'll just send you here, you can go back now." Director Dos said to Jack with a smile.

Jack did not get off the car immediately, but picked up the milk in his hand and smiled nervously, "Uncle Dos, I am sorry to bother you this time. This is just a small token of my appreciation as a junior."

Director Dos glanced at the thing in Jack's hand through the rearview mirror without any expression, then smiled and shook his head, "No need. I always do things impartially. If you send me something and the news gets out, people will think that I, Dos Kesn, am an unethical person."

"Uncle Dos, it's just a box of milk for the child. Who would doubt Uncle Dos just because of a box of milk?"

Jack was sincere. Seeing that Director Dos was still unmoved, he gritted his teeth, looked at the driver, and continued, "I don't like drinking milk myself, but this is a gift from relative. It would be wasted if I got it. Driver, how about I give it to you?"

The driver waved his hands quickly. He didn't dare to accept the gift from Director Dos, so he said quickly, "Director Dos, your child is still growing up, so a box of milk is not a big deal."

Director Dos narrowed his eyes and stared at Jack through the rearview mirror for a while.

Jack didn't dare to breathe, feeling that his little thoughts seemed to have been seen through.

Just when he thought that he was too naive and thought too much, Director Dos suddenly said, "How about this, I'll pay you for the box of milk, otherwise I won't accept the money."

Jack's expression lit up with joy. As long as the other party dared to accept it, he would be halfway to success.

"Uncle Dos, this is just a few dozen dollars. How can I accept your money?"

"Let's put it this way. Add me on Messenger and I'll transfer the money to you."

Director Dos had no doubt about it, and in the end Jack took the money and left the things in the car.

The most important thing is that he successfully got Director Dos's contact information!

After getting off the car, Jack couldn't stop smiling, as if he had won a great victory.