Farming Space Makes Me Rich-Chapter 897 - Abandoned Bruce

Chapter 897: Abandoned Bruce

Bruce was stunned. “Get out of the car?”

Then, he looked out of the window and said in disbelief, “This place is 30 to 40 miles away from my house. There are no cars around. Most importantly, we are not even that far from Peter’s place. Aren’t you afraid that I will be captured by them again?”

Gong Tianhao looked at Bruce with a sharp and cold gaze and said coldly again, “Don’t make me say it a third time. Get out of the car!” How dare this man complain about my wife and me showing off our love?

Bruce had no choice but to ask Xiao Lingyu for help. He said loudly, “Xiao Lingyu, hurry up and persuade your husband. If you kick me out of the car now, aren’t you afraid that I will be captured by them again and betray Green Fresh for this?”

Without waiting for Xiao Lingyu to speak, Gong Tianhao said sternly, “You can try!”

Bruce met his gaze, and his entire body shrank. His back felt a little cold.

Xiao Lingyu spread her hands and said with a smile, “Didn’t Peter say that you’re good friends with him? Why don’t you ask him to send you back? After all, he was the one who captured you.”

Bruce, “…” I shouldn’t have asked Xiao Lingyu for help. They’re now both bullying me.

Bruce was chased out of the car. Seeing the car speed away, his face was full of disbelief. They really left him behind, right near Peter’s door, whom he had just been kidnapped by.

Most importantly, Bruce’s house was miles away. How could he go back? He didn’t have a cell phone.

Bruce looked annoyed. He had no other choice.

“Yo, Bruce, did those two people leave you behind?” After Peter received the news, the first thing he did was to get his people to bring Bruce back. As soon as they met, he ridiculed Bruce, “It seems that your boss doesn’t treat you that well, huh? Leaving you in front of the enemy’s house and letting you die on your own.”

Bruce snorted coldly at him, then raised his head and said disdainfully, “Hmph, it’s none of your business!”

Peter’s face darkened, and he said coldly to Bruce, “It is indeed none of my business. However, your villa should be 30 to 40 miles away from here. Are you planning to walk back? There are no cars around here.”

Bruce didn’t say anything.

Peter suddenly asked, “How did you send them a message?”

Bruce was stunned and asked, “What message?”

Peter said angrily, “Don’t play dumb. You know what I mean. If you didn’t send them a message, how did your boss rush over to save you so quickly?”

When Bruce heard that, he suddenly understood and said, “Oh, so that’s what you’re talking about.”

This was infuriating for Peter.

“Why should I tell you?” Bruce said. But in his heart, he thought to himself, ‘Hmph, do you think your group of foolish goons can stop me?’

When Peter heard Bruce’s infuriating words, he took a deep breath and comforted himself in his heart, ‘Don’t be angry. Don’t be angry. Hold it in!’ After calming his breath, Peter smiled and said, “Bruce, to be honest, I think you should consider what I’ve offered. This is a win-win situation for both of us, isn’t it?”

After listening to him, Bruce said seriously, “Okay, send someone to send me back now. After that, I’ll think about it. How about it?”

Peter’s eyes lit up. He said with a slightly happy expression, “Really? Will you really think about it?”

To them, Bruce was the best candidate to be their corporate spy. Plus, if Bruce agreed, they wouldn’t need to find another spy.

Bruce’s attitude was somewhat perfunctory. He nodded and said, “Of course it’s true. But, Peter, what you need to do now is to arrange a car to send me back.” As he said this, he yawned, patted his mouth with his hand, and said, “You disturb me in the middle of the night. I haven’t settled the score with you yet. Now hurry up and get someone to send me back so that I can go back and continue to rest. Perhaps, when I wake up, I’ll agree to your offer.”

“Okay, I’ll get someone to send you back right now!”Peter replied in a seemingly straightforward manner.

After his subordinate left with Bruce, Walter covered half of his face that had been slapped and asked suspiciously, “Boss, do you really believe that he would consider this?”

Peter glanced at him with a cold gaze and said coldly, “Do you think that I’m a three-year-old child?”

Walter said in surprise, “If you don’t believe it. Why…” why did he agree to help Bruce?

Peter didn’t respond. He just snorted coldly and went straight back into the house.

Then, he left Walter there, puzzled.