Chapter 233
Chapter 233 Episode 030: Time to Trash the Place (10)
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A while ago, procurement was going well, but she didn’t expect to bump into Nigel Ferguson, let alone confess to him by accident, leading to a heap of trouble for herself.
She thought about it all night yesterday, and finally decided not to go to the procurement anymore.
This procurement job has brought her too much trouble.
Now, she’s okay with any job, as long as she doesn’t see Nigel Ferguson and doesn’t encounter that much trouble again.
All she needs to do is hang on for another year...
She had discussed with Neal Thompson this morning. Although Neal didn’t seem particularly reluctant, he wanted her to consult with Flossie Wright. As long as Flossie agreed, this wasn’t a problem.
𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
Unexpectedly, Flossie just nodded simply. She showed no surprise or retention, as if talking about a very ordinary job, and it didn’t pose too much of a bother to her.
Yvonne Watson was taken aback, her eyes twinkling.
Why can Flossie be so calm?
Before she could investigate further, Flossie, who had casually nodded, picked up her toiletries and passed by Yvonne Watson directly into the door.
For Flossie, this event wasn’t a big deal at all. Even though it happened unexpectedly, it didn’t matter whether Yvonne Watson left or not. There was still so much work to do, and Yvonne Watson indeed couldn’t provide much help.
Moreover, given Yvonne Watson’s habit of avoiding problems, proposing not to continue procurement was natural.
Otherwise, how should she explain to Nigel Ferguson? Or how should she swallow her pride to explain to Nigel Ferguson?
For her, avoidance was the best solution.
The procurement that morning didn’t seem to affect Flossie at all.
On the contrary, Becca Reyes, after learning what had happened, almost reprimanded Yvonne Watson - her personality was just too infuriating!
The marketplace outside.
Flossie, who was already familiar with the layout, smoothly made her way to the Vegetable Market.
But this time, upon entering, she was met with the sight of messy vegetables, poultry, and meat scattered everywhere. It seemed like someone had caused a commotion. The vendors, instead of manning their stalls, were gathered together, chattering incoherently. The mention of "Nigel Ferguson" caught Flossie’s attention.
She scanned the entire vegetable market. Most of the stalls were still okay, but those along a certain path were almost all destroyed. Some vendors were picking up vegetables from the ground with hopeless and sighing faces - they seemed surprisingly calm.
It’s as if something else worried them more.
"What happened?"
Approaching the nearest vendor, the procurement cart Flossie was pulling caught the vendor’s attention.
Flossie and Yvonne had frequented the market for some time, and the former’s dominant presence during her initial visit had ensured many vendors recognized her. They greeted her with warm smiles, and no one dared to overcharge for their goods.
"It’s you," The vendor immediately stood up, instinctively wiping his hands on his clothes and forcing a stiff smile. "Where’s the other girl? Why didn’t she come with you?"
Flossie put down the procurement cart and replied shortly, "She’s not coming."
Faced with Flossie’s calm gaze, the vendor felt the awkwardness. After pondering a little, he asked, "Nigel Ferguson, the son of the market’s boss, he’s quite close to you, right?"
Flossie shifted her thoughts and seemed to guess something, she then asked, "Did something happen to him?"
"Ah, " The vendor hesitated a bit, then slowly and heavy-heartedly nodded, saying, "I suppose you could say that."
Having already said so much, the vendor didn’t hide anything and told Flossie honestly the events that transpired this morning.
Indeed, it was all about Nigel Ferguson.
Nigel’s family was the nouveau riche around here, often flaunting their wealth. As typical capitalists, they were also stingy.
While Nigel was good and did not inherit his family’s ill ways, only he among his family could be called a decent person.
As businessmen, they’ve made more enemies than they could handle due to their oppressive tactics and reckless behavior. They seemed oblivious to the danger they were in, acting arrogantly and heedlessly.
This time, they seemed to have angered someone. Early this morning, a gang of hooligans rushed in and picked a fight with Nigel. After beating him half to death, they dragged him off. The vendors who tried to help were beaten up as well, and many of their stalls were destroyed.
Before leaving, the gang said that no one was to contact the police, or else they would dispose of Nigel. They told the vendors to inform Nigel’s family, and they would negotiate the terms at noon.
The vendor exaggerated the story a bit, but as Flossie listened, she indeed found the hooligans’ actions disdainful. They were impulsive, reckless, and unplanned. They stirred up so much trouble as if they wanted to be remembered. Clearly, they were rookies who didn’t even know the basics.
Paying up to create a ruckus without using your brain!
At the end of his narration, the vendor shook his head with a sigh, "It’s a real pity for Nigel. He was always good to us."
However, Flossie ignored his comments. She took out a stack of procurement lists and asked the vendor, "Are you free?"
The vendor was momentarily stunned and looked at her confusedly.
"Help me buy these. Bill it to Nigel Ferguson."
Tossing the procurement list into the vendor’s hands, Flossie headed for the exit without any hesitation.
The vendor watched her leaving, dumbfounded. A shocking thought struck him...
This cook... could she be planning to rescue Nigel Ferguson?!
— End of Chapter 233 —