To be honest, Brian Carter felt that the identity assigned by the system was actually quite...?? In the Genesis World, if you had to say who was the good guy, the honest, good citizen? John Clark and his parents truly deserved the label of good people.

He didn’t have much impression of his previous five years as a middle school student, but David Clark and Laura Clark really were the kind of people who would support a relative’s child.

John Clark laughed and said, “You kid, even if you want my mom to live a good life, you’re not needed for that. What suits you best is to keep studying, become a lawyer or a doctor in the future!”

Brian Carter, “……”

He took a bite of noodles—the taste was really good. After a few more bites, he put down his chopsticks. “Mr. Clark, I just remembered, the landlord Mr. Brooks asked me to move out. I can’t stay in the apartment anymore. Apparently, a real estate developer is coming to buy up the building, and they’re offering quite a bit of money.”

This was information he had just extracted. Thinking about it again, he couldn’t help but sigh—was this really the opening of the Genesis World? In 1990, the old house where Eric Bennett’s family lived was about to face the demolition and buyout project by Mingda Group, run by his second uncle Paul Bennett!

Although he remembered that this old building managed to survive in the end and wasn’t demolished, the landlord didn’t know that.

Except for Eric Bennett’s family, many of the other owners in the building had happily sold their apartments.

This was Russell Street in Causeway Bay in 1990—what a bustling, prime location! One of the top real estate groups in Hong Kong was coming to buy up old buildings and rebuild new towers.

A six-story walk-up, and except for the families of Eric Bennett and Paul Bennett who had family feuds, the other small owners sold out very quickly.

Huh? This is Causeway Bay? Grass is a kind of plant—could there be a Nathan Brooks in this world?

Whether or not there was a Nathan Brooks, Hong Kong Island at this time was really a place with simple, honest folk—of course, the mainland was even more so at this stage.

John Clark grinned foolishly, “Mr. Brooks isn’t renting anymore? No problem, you can come stay with me.”

Silly grin aside, the next moment he thought for a bit, then pulled out his wallet and took out a few thousand-dollar bills. “You’re an adult now. If you’re not going to school after Form 5, you should keep some money on you. Your Mr. Clark isn’t too bright, but I’ve managed to save over twenty thousand these past few years.”

“Take it. You can’t chase girls without money in your pocket.”

Brian Carter, “……”

He was a transmigrant, with an identity arranged by the All-Heavens Mall, but to meet relatives like this?? No wonder he’s the silly strongman from Genesis!

John Clark slurped his noodles and asked, “So when are you planning to move? When you do, I’ll call Eric Grant and Adam Grant to help out.”

Looking at the master-level Bajiquan on the mall panel, he really needed it.

He pocketed several thousand Hong Kong dollars and asked curiously, “Mr. Clark, what’s Eric Grant been up to lately?”

How to make money? Since he was here, how could he not know who Eric Bennett was?

John Clark immediately sighed, “Eric Grant that rascal said yesterday he was being chased by loan sharks, had nowhere to go, and was going to jump off a building. Scared me half to death! Mark Harris and I rushed over, only to find out he was using the threat of jumping as a gimmick to promote his electronic bug machine to the media.”

“It was such a tall building—I was almost scared to death!”

Chapter 2: Crazy Insulin

Some time later, after lunch, out of curiosity about this 1990s Hong Kong era, Brian Carter went out with John Clark.

When they got downstairs, they saw Eric Bennett bustling to his car by the roadside. Silly Strong immediately waved, “Eric Grant!!”

Eric Bennett didn’t rush off, and waved back, “John, Brian, what are you guys up to?”

John Clark jogged over to say hi, “Heading to the company? I’ve tried to persuade him a few times, but Brian just doesn’t want to study anymore—wants to work and make money. Can you take him under your wing?”

“Does your trading company need people?”

Thirty-year-old Eric Bennett looked energetic, mainly because he had a kind of positive, enterprising spirit that made him seem very charismatic and unique.

He nodded decisively, “Sure. If you’re free, come back to the company with me now? Brian, what do you think?”

Little Wang just wanted to make money now. “Sure, Mr. Grant, I’ll follow you from now on.”

He knew that Eric Bennett, Mark Foster, and John Clark were lifelong buddies—no matter that Old Xu had been gone for years, still...??

When it came to entrepreneurship and business skills, Old Ye was an elite.

John Clark laughed, “Then I’ll leave him to you. I have to get back to the bank, so I won’t keep you. But Brian is a good kid—don’t lead him astray. Otherwise, not just me, but your uncle and Ms. Clark won’t let you off.”

“See you at the noodle shop tonight.”

It was only then that Brian Carter realized that John Clark, this “cousin,” would specially bring food over after work on weekdays to eat with him, then go to work after eating??

Silly Strong really was a bit of a warm-hearted guy.

After John Clark left to catch the bus, Eric Bennett got in his car and waved, “Brian, get in.”

Seeing how they didn’t treat him as an outsider, he could only say the identity arranged by the mall was pretty reliable—he’d already been living here for five years? Studying for five years??

He quickly got into the passenger seat. “Mr. Grant, you’re being chased for debts?”

Eric Bennett didn’t care about this little embarrassment. He started the car and pulled into traffic. “Grown-up stuff, you don’t need to worry about. When we get to the company, I’ll have someone show you around and get you familiar with the trading company’s operations.”