The Supreme Soldier in the City-Chapter 555 - 566: So It Was True

James Smith quickly stepped up to Uncle John, stopped, and extended his hand, wanting to shake hands with him. Normally, Uncle John should have stopped to shake hands too.

But who knew that Uncle John didn’t stop at all, he walked straight past him, completely ignoring him.

James Smith paused halfway through his hand gesture, unable to extend it further. He realized he misread the situation; Uncle John wasn’t headed for him at all. This was truly awkward, but no matter how embarrassed he felt, he didn’t dare say anything. Although his family had some influence, they were not on the same level as the Smith Family. Even if he had grievances, he couldn’t express them at all. More so, he didn’t position himself correctly; why would they bother coming over to shake hands with him?

Bitterly retracting his hand, James Smith slowly turned around, wondering whom Uncle John was greeting.

But at a glance, his eyes almost popped out. Uncle John was shaking hands with James Brown, and even patting James Brown’s shoulder with another hand, appearing quite affectionate.

This man was the fourth son of the Yawk Family, Steven Johnson. James Brown had met him before, and after visiting the Yawk Family, they had had meals together. James Brown’s performance at the Yawk Family had earned him acceptance. While they were not clear about James Brown’s abilities, given he could transfer Melody Yoody directly from Mayor to Deputy County Chief, they couldn’t help but take him seriously.

James Brown smiled at this moment: "Fourth Uncle, what a coincidence to meet you here." freёwebnoѵel.com

Steven Johnson laughed heartily: "You rascal, coming to the City Center, why didn’t you come home for dinner?"

James Brown immediately said: "I went back last night, Fourth Uncle, you weren’t at home."

"Is that so, a shame really, I had some matters to attend to last night."

Watching the two chatting and laughing, Mrs. White and Mr. White didn’t feel much but thought James Brown’s Fourth Uncle was quite impressive.

At this moment Steven Johnson said: "Next time you come back, make sure to call Fourth Uncle. Fourth Uncle wishes to have a good chat with you."

"Okay, then you’re busy now Fourth Uncle, I’ll definitely call you next time I come back."

Steven Johnson left, but James Smith was stunned, not speaking for a while, realizing James Brown actually referred to Steven Johnson as Fourth Uncle, and Steven Johnson asked James Brown to go home, meaning James Brown was a Smith Family Member.

James Smith understood some about the influence of the Yawk Family. No wonder James Brown could speak so boldly, solving things with just a phone call, whereas earlier, he had mocked James Brown; wasn’t he courting trouble? If James Brown really held a grudge, and decided to retaliate, even his father wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

Thinking about this, sweat rolled down James Smith’s forehead, he immediately approached James Brown, and said apologetically: "I was wrong earlier, I shouldn’t have doubted your abilities."

Mrs. White and Mr. White were confused by this sudden change in James Smith’s attitude, staring blankly at him. Meanwhile, Emma quickly responded and said to James Smith: "Smith Chief, don’t stoop to the level of the young one."

She thought James Smith was intentionally tormenting James Brown, so she stepped in to smooth things over.

James Smith gave a bitter smile, and said: "No, Mr. Brown shouldn’t stoop to my level. I was being foolish, completely unaware of Mr. Brown’s prowess. Mr. Brown, please don’t concern yourself with someone like me, it would tarnish your status."

Of course, James Brown wouldn’t concern himself with someone like James Smith, he gave a mild smile and said: "It’s nothing."

James Smith wasn’t sure what James Brown’s attitude was, seeing the waiter approaching, he immediately rushed to say: "Waiter, the bill."

After the waiter came over to specify the amount, James Smith promptly pulled out his wallet to pay, alarming Mrs. White, who quickly said: "I’ll pay, I’ll pay, how can we let Smith Chief settle the bill."

James Smith instead shoved the money into the waiter’s hand, urgently saying: "It’s only right, only right, dining with Mr. Brown is an honor for me, how could I let you pay." Having said that, he quickly turned to leave, having lowered his status and rushed to pay, it could count as an apology. He figured James Brown wouldn’t hold it against him too much, additionally, as he departed, he signaled to Michael Johnson, hoping Michael would speak on his behalf.

"James, this is..." Even Mrs. White, although quite shrewd, was utterly confused by now.

Michael Johnson immediately chimed in saying: "Old classmate, you’ve really taken me for a ride. With your nephew-in-law having such influence, you certainly don’t need my help."

Mrs. White turned her head in confusion towards James Brown, then turned back towards Michael Johnson, stammering: "Then you mean... Mr. Jones’s move to the North Bureau is... real?"

Michael Johnson laughed heartily and said: "Of course it’s real, old classmate, there’s no way it could be fake. However, old classmate, you’ve really got quite a sense of humor."

Mrs. White shook her head vigorously, still with some disbelief, then Michael Johnson said: "Old classmate, James Smith is also quite a good friend of mine, he’s just a bit impulsive, so don’t hold a grudge against him."

John Brown smiled and said, "No way."

Michael Johnson finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That’s good. Well, I have some things to do, so I’ll head out. Old classmate, let’s organize a class reunion in a couple of days, and you better foot the bill. Everyone is happy for your family member, Mr. Jones."

"Great!" Aunt Mary nodded repeatedly.

After Michael Johnson left, the four of them took a cab straight home. Along the way, Aunt Mary and Uncle John remained silent, seemingly in a daze, unsure if they were dreaming.

Once at home, Aunt Mary could no longer hold back. She grabbed Emma Campbell and exclaimed excitedly, "Emma, are you all not joking with Aunt Mary?"

Emma Campbell said with a smile, "Aunt Mary, even if I were to joke with someone, it wouldn’t be with you."

"Then... what about your uncle’s job?"

"Of course that’s true too. Uncle John will definitely get the job."

Aunt Mary’s eyes immediately welled up with tears, surprising Emma, who quickly said, "Aunt Mary, why are you crying?"

"I’m just so excited," Aunt Mary said, wiping her tears, then facing John Brown with a mix of excitement and apology. "James, it’s all Aunt Mary’s fault. At that time, I didn’t believe what you said and even kept arguing with you. Don’t hold it against Aunt Mary."

John Brown quickly smiled and said, "Oh, Aunt Mary, come on. You’re Emma’s aunt, so you’re like my own aunt. As an elder, even if you scold or hit me a bit, it’s still how it should be."

Aunt Mary nodded repeatedly, saying several words of praise, then held Emma’s hand, excitedly saying, "Emma, you really found a good man. I’m truly happy for you and for your late mother."

Thinking of Emma’s late mother, Emma also felt emotional and softly said, "I believe my mom would definitely support me."

"Yes, yes, absolutely. James is such a good kid. If your mom saw him, she’d be overjoyed." Aware that the topic was becoming a bit sad, Aunt Mary quickly changed the subject and cheerfully said, "Today’s a day to celebrate, Mr. Jones. We didn’t get to eat much earlier, so I’ll fry up some more dishes. You and James should have a proper drink."

Uncle John immediately said, "Then hurry up. Frankly, I wasn’t in the mood to eat at the restaurant earlier. Besides, dining with Smith Chief wasn’t appetizing. It’s much more comfortable at home."

Emma Campbell also went over to help Aunt Mary fry some dishes, and then the four sat down once more to eat and drink.

"James, is this really true? I’m not questioning your word; it just feels like a dream right now. I can’t believe this is happening." After a glass of wine, Aunt Mary was both excited and somewhat anxious as she looked at John Brown.

John Brown understood that for people like them, becoming a formal employee at the tax bureau required a lot of effort. Since they hadn’t received a call from the HR department yet, they naturally felt uncertain.

Just then, John Brown’s phone rang again, and it was the old man’s call. This time, the old man didn’t babble and directly gave John Brown a number, instructing him to have Uncle John call this person to handle the job issue.

John Brown reckoned the number had already been given earlier, but fearing the old man would rattle on, he’d hung up the call early without letting the old man say everything.

John Brown told the number, and Uncle John took it down, feeling nervous. He asked hesitantly, "Should I really call it?"

John Brown laughed and said, "Of course you should call."

Aunt Mary glared at her husband and said, "Look at you, all nervous. Hurry up and call." However, she couldn’t help her own hands from shaking, tapping the table repeatedly without realizing it.

With a determined effort, Uncle John dialed the number.

"He...hello, I’m Richard Robinson. You are... yes, yes... that’s right... great." Uncle John barely managed to say who he was before nodding repeatedly. No one knew what was said on the other side, which left Aunt Mary anxiously biting her nails. She hurriedly asked her husband as soon as he hung up, "How did it go?"

Uncle John took a big gulp from his wine glass and began laughing heartily, then suddenly hugged his wife tightly. Tears flowed from his eyes as he exclaimed, "It’s done, I’ve really got the job!"